My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 863

“For safety reasons, it's better to let her wear it. Don't allow problems to occur just because of a woman,” The Swordsman advised.

Duncan looked at Mireille helplessly as she immediately hung the talisman around her neck. Instantly, her eyes went from white to black, and the sweet smile on her face gradually stiffened. She stood next to Duncan like a lifeless shell.

Peter chuckled. "Duncan, you don't need to worry. You can remove the talisman once we kill Nash. Now, you can ask her any questions and she will reply with the truth!"

Duncan sighed and smiled bitterly before turning to Mireille and asking, "Do you like me?"

Mireille nodded gently. "A bit..."

A smile lit Duncan's face while at the same time, his eyes filled with guilt. "Did you come for the Eight-Part Scepter?” he asked again.

Mireille shook her head. “No, I just happened to pass by the Duerson Villa and wanted to find someone to chat with to pass the time."

Duncan finally relaxed. He looked at Peter and said, "I'll take off the talisman now. I love her, and I don't want her to become a soulless shell!"

Peter narrowed his eyes. “Wait until we kill Nash, then you can take it off."

Even Boris chimed in, "He's right, Duncan. She's your woman. Peter wouldn’t hurt her.”

Duncan sighed helplessly. For so long, his godfathers had obeyed him without question. He realized he should not defy their wishes.

Peter walked to the coffee table, took out the Eight-Part Scepter from the drawer, and handed it to Duncan. "Take this scepter for self-defense. You can only unleash one-tenth of its power since you don’t fully grasp its usage. However, it's enough to deal with martial artists in the Profound Reality Realm!"

The scepter’s instructions were in Paganish. Even after studying for several hours, he did not completely understand it.

Duncan, Boris, and Mireille were in the same car. Duncan held Mireille in his arms, using his warmth to keep her body temperature up. Meanwhile, Mireille pondered how to get hold of the Eight-Part Scepter and escape from Duncan's control.

“Duncan, you must keep a close eye on the Eight-Part Scepter. Don't let it fall to Nash or his group!"

In the end, their greatest trump card was the ghoul overlord while the Eight-Part Scepter could counter the ghoul overlord. If it fell into their hands, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Don't worry, Godfather. I've recruited enough warriors during this time. I've also grasped how to use the Eight-Part Scepter somewhat. As long as they're not Mystique Loyalty Realm experts, no one will be able to take the scepter.”

Duncan took out a silk scarf from his pocket that was covered in Paganish writing and said with a smile, "There are still some parts left that I haven’t committed to memory. Once I fully remember them, I'll burn it!"

A glimmer of clarity flashed in the depths of Mireille's pitch-black eyes. Her eyeballs slowly moved downward as she joined the man in reading the Paganish script on the silk scarf.