Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted Chapter 341: The Loren Family Dungeon

"What did you say?"

Caroline couldn't quite believe her ears. In her entire life, this was the first ti she had ever heard words like these.

Not even her family in the Witches' Church had ever said such things.

Witches often suffered from a lack of self-worth, and Caroline felt she didn't deserve praise like this from Loren.

"I said witches are deeply loyal and value relationships. Compared to humans, I prefer witches."

Loren cupped Caroline's face, speaking each word clearly and deliberately.

He wasn't trying to be a traitor to humanity; Loren was simply telling the truth.

"Mmm..."

Caroline's face gradually turned red, her heartbeat quickened, and she suddenly found herself unable to speak.

"You're the succubus here..."

Movila, who had been watching from the sidelines, muttered under her breath. As for Caroline joining them, Movila didn't have any particular feelings about it. She had a very clear understanding of her own position—she was Loren's pet—so she wouldn't get jealous over this.

"For now, you should lay low. Hide in the basent of my house for a while, and co out once the heat dies down.

"Koranda has already morized your face, and I'm not even sure if Koranda is dead."

Loren's goal at the ti had been to take Caroline away, and he had also sensed sothing anomalous about Koranda, so he had temporarily given up on delivering a finishing move to Koranda.

That Night-Rending Cot was already one of Loren's strongest spells at the mont. Using an even stronger spell like Blood Moon Condensed Light would likely have revealed his true capabilities.

"Yes..."

"Did you read the letter I sent you earlier? I warned you in the letter, but you still ended up fooled by Koranda's clumsy acting..."

Koranda's subordinates probably didn't include any won; otherwise, she wouldn't have had to personally play the victim. Only a naive witch would disregard these details and rush to save her without a second thought.

This ti, when Koranda ca to the Gedlan Kingdom, she hadn't brought many people with her, only her most trusted confidants. This point was also rather strange.

But it's fine now. Koranda's confidants have basically been completely wiped out by Loren. She brought many people with her tonight, the vast majority hidden in the shadows, but Loren still managed to detect them.

"I... I can't read..."

Movila's speculation was confird by Caroline herself. Loren felt a bit exasperated. He had accounted for many possibilities, but he never expected that Caroline was actually illiterate.

"Let take you to the basent first. You should get so proper rest. Tomorrow, I'll teach you how to read."

"Mhm, thank you..."

Hearing that she would have a chance to learn to read, Caroline felt a spark of joy. As a witch, she had basically never had an opportunity for education. The witches in the Witches' Church were all very busy and simply didn't have ti to teach her, which was why Caroline remained illiterate to this day.

However, when they reached the basent door, Loren suddenly realized sothing.

Since moving, Loren hadn't entered the basent. Usually, only Lilith stayed down there. It had just occurred to Loren that Mirrorheart seed to have renovated the basent.

He opened the basent door. It was very well hidden; an outsider would never discover there was a basent here.

Caroline looked around curiously, her eyes wide with novelty. As they went deeper, Caroline saw more and more strange things.

Many torture instrunts hung on the walls, and nurous iron chains dangled from the ceiling, seemingly ant for suspending sothing.

So far, it was still sowhat acceptable. Loren led Caroline to what should have been the room—the space reserved for Lilith. Loren thought this area probably wouldn't have undergone major renovations, but in the end, he had still underestimated Mirrorheart.

The mont he opened the door, Loren saw a large iron cage. Inside was a silver-haired girl wearing a gothic-style long dress, giving off a tragically beautiful feeling.

That wasn't the most critical part. Next to the cage were arranged many different types of torture instrunts. These were real torture devices, not a taphor. Loren even spotted an iron maiden.

In this world, probably only Mirrorheart would treat these things as toys.

"You... want to live here?"

Caroline saw all of this too, her voice trembling slightly.

Her mind raced, thinking for a mont before Caroline resigned herself to her fate:

"After all, you saved my life. My life belongs to you now. And you harbor much less malice toward witches than other humans do. So compared to being killed by the Church, I think falling into your hands would be much better. At the very least, I won't die..."

Caroline's words made Loren tense up. His greatest fear had actually co true.

"Actually, I'm quite easy to satisfy. As long as you show a little tenderness from ti to ti, I'll be able to see a glimr of light in this sunless life. Then I won't break down so easily from the tornt, and you can play with a little longer..."

At this mont, Caroline seed to have calmly accepted her fate, even managing a smile:

"Am I going to be locked in this cage too? If possible, I hope you can co see early tomorrow..."

Watching Caroline about to step into the cage, Loren hurriedly pulled her back:

"No, don't, this is a misunderstanding..."

If Caroline had any complaints and turned to question Loren, that would be better. It would be easier for Loren to explain then.

But Caroline had directly resigned herself to her fate, not even planning to put up a fight.

"Then... are you planning to start now? Where should I go first? That cross with spikes?"

"No... Let's go back upstairs first. I had no idea my basent had been renovated like this..."

Loren first opened the cage and carried Lilith out.

Awakened by the commotion, Lilith saw Loren's face in her daze, instinctively hugged him, and quickly fell back asleep.

At this mont, Caroline also sensed Lilith's dependence on Loren. She couldn't help but wonder if she had truly misunderstood Loren?

Then Caroline glanced again at the basent's furnishings. She felt it was unlikely to be a misunderstanding. After all, a normal person wouldn't turn their own basent into sothing resembling a dungeon.

No, even the torture instrunts in a typical dungeon weren't as comprehensive as the ones here.

Loren also knew this was hard to explain, but at the very least, Caroline trusted him. He could explain slowly later...

In the end, Loren took Caroline back to his own room. Actually, as long as the curtains were drawn properly, the outside couldn't see inside at all. Loren had wanted Caroline to stay in the basent purely as a precaution, because he initially thought the living conditions in the basent weren't much different from upstairs.

"This bed is so big. It's my first ti seeing such a large bed."

Caroline sat on Loren's bed, stroking the mattress. The material of this bed was also extraordinary; Caroline had never seen such a high-quality bed before.

Loren didn't reply. Instead, he first carefully placed Lilith on the bed, afraid of waking her. Loren's gentle deanor was also observed by Caroline.

Now Caroline was starting to believe Loren's words. But for so reason, she actually felt a hint of regret.