"Did Blinken make you take his appearance to lure me away?"
The Fairy Warlock revealed a shy expression.
"you're hurting me. As long as you put me down first, I'm willing to tell you anything and do anything with you…"
However, before she could finish her sentence.
The giant bear grabbed her by the neck and ruthlessly smashed her head into the sand on the ground!
"Charm has no effect on me. If there are any more magical fluctuations, I will directly twist your head off."
Matthew pressed for more than a minute before pulling the Fairy Warlock's head out of the sand. Then, he warned coldly,
" Your body is very good. I still lack a Banshee among the Undead under me. I heard that there is a chance that the rarer 'Banshee of Death' will be born from the corpses of the descendants of the fairies. Do you think you have the potential?"
