"Fran, what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong?What's wrong?!You ask me what's wrong?!!"

Remilia's worried question touched the little girl's tight strings, and she raised her eyebrows and roared angrily at her sister's voice, but the next second she regained her eerie calm. Flandelle tilted her head at a ninety-degree right angle like a dancing doll with a clockwork twisted head, her eyes out of focus and a smile on her lips.

"It's okay, it's okay, Fran is fine. With her sister here, Fran is very satisfied. ”

"As long as my sister is still by Fran's side, no matter what kind of pain it is, Fran can get through it. ”

Her voice was still like that of a coquettish little girl, but there was something dark, unspeakable, and inexplicable hidden in the pitiful depths of her deliberate pity, and Remilia was sure that besides the wings, the Demon of Fate had taken away something else from Flandor's body, something more secretive, more spiritual, which caused her sister to become mentally unbalanced and insane.

Patchouli raised her brow abruptly, and said slowly, without panicking, "Oh no, Fran destroyed the refractive blisters I clothed. ”

"What do you mean?"

"It means ......"

The rebels arranged for the lower blood clans to spy on the Scarlett sisters suddenly noticed that the prisoner who had been sleeping peacefully in the spell surveillance had changed his posture, and there was a woman of unknown origin by his side. They immediately rushed into the room, ready to remove the suspected rescuer Pache Li.

"That's it!" "Don't bother me and my sister !!"

As soon as the light of the royal corona in Pache Norregi's hand lit up, and before she could throw the spell, Flandoro next to her had already screamed and crushed something, and those low-level vampires suddenly shattered into pieces of flesh and quickly turned into ashes, and the Bloodline's supposed high resilience was like nothing.

Pache and Remilia, who were about to make a move, looked blankly and turned their heads to look at Flandrew, who was smiling.

The mage shuddered, and quietly turned his head to whisper to Remilia, "Are you sure you made a deal with him?

"I think so too, but I'd rather Fran hadn't gotten so good. Remilia looked gloomy.

"It came at the cost of Fran's pain. ”

"Hmm...... Okay, in this way, I have the last two relics of the ruined system, a magic spear and a magic sword, and I will give them to you for free. And Fran's wings, I'll put some philosopher's stones on them, so that she can cast spells to do more with less. ”

Remilia took the silver-white spear that Pache threw away, and the moment she got it, the thunder on the spear suddenly turned bloody. As a warrior, she has always loved to use long-handled weapons that can compensate for her physical disadvantage, and now that she has a sharpshooter, she has even more power. Flandoro took the huge two-handed sword that burned with flames, and the hidden consciousness of destruction in the long sword resonated with the twisted emotions in the little girl's heart, transforming into a strange weapon shaped like a clock hand in the tooth-aching sound of steel, and Flandoro couldn't even notice that many of the philosopher's stones spontaneously hung on the dry bones behind her back.

Remilia looked at Pache seriously, "Why are you so willing to pay for your blood?"

"You see, I'm a mage, and these two artifacts are pearls in my hands, and giving them to you can better protect me. The second is ...... Repay the favor. ”

The little blue-haired girl gave Pache one last glance before slaying on her enemies.

"We have no kindness to you, on the contrary, you saved us. ”

"You have earned the friendship of the Scarlett family, Pache Norregi. ”

Pache smiled and picked up the black top hat on the table decorated with the sun and moon and fastened it to her head.

"Don't say that, am I not also a member of the Scarlett family?"

Remilia didn't look back, but the corners of her lips slowly rose, the only solace she'd had in all these days.

"Fran, kill with my sister!!"

"Oh!!"

The little girl happily held the hour hand high, her heart filled with sadistic ecstasy, completely forgetting that she was theoretically a spellcaster unit like Pache and rushed to the front.

Behind these two people, the smile on Patchouli's lips slowly turned into a wry smile.

"When I say repay his kindness, I mean to repay his kindness......"

After the fractal of the Winged Daoist disappeared, Patchouli Norreki also tried to summon him again, but the circle no longer worked, and no matter how much mana was infused, there was no response, and Pache could only guess that his benefactor might have already died, it was just an obsession he left behind, a clone. This deal with Remilia had exhausted the last of his strength, and from then on, there would be no more Winged Dao people in the world, which filled the heart of the Seven Dawn Magicians with the sadness of gaining and losing. She couldn't tell what kind of feelings she had for the Fuyi Daoist, after all, they didn't have any intersection, but whenever she thought of the person who made herself, gave her the opportunity to live and the power to control life, her heart was always full of warmth. This kind of warmth is different from the warmth given by Mama, which is more exciting and uplifting.

Maybe that's admiration.

Pache thought so.

In that case, I will try my best to help him fill the wounds he has caused.

After all...... The Si people are gone.

The Seven Dawn Magicians gathered up their mood and flew away with a ring of fire like a sun ring, catching up with the Scarlett sisters.

The second outbreak of vampire civil strife in history ended in just four days, ending with most of the rebels being captured alive and stabbed with wooden stakes until dawn, where they were burned alive in the sun as fly ashes. On that day, the stakes were as spectacular as the Piercing Duke returned to Wallachia, and Remilia was also revered by the remnants of the neutral clan and conservatives as the "Crimson Demon" and "Eternal Scarlet Moon", and she declared her succession to the family title in the forest of piles and dust, and was the current Countess of Scarlet, and the magic of the Seven Dawns made Pache Norreki her guest and her left hand.

The glory of the Son of the Dragon is rekindled.

"Patchouli, I want to go out for a walk, do you have any recommendations?"

"Well, I want to think about it...... Let's start by going around my hometown, which is a city where there are so many levels of inhalable particulate matter that you don't even have to carry an umbrella to travel during the day. Then let's go to the east to have a look, in recent years I heard that there is a monster capital called 'Gensokyo' that has become famous, and it seems good to settle there. ”

"Sounds good. "Sister, drink tea!" "Thank you, Fran. ”

Remilia took the teacup handed by Flandrew, the teacup was full of cracks, and the slightest movement would cause broken pieces of porcelain to fall, and the crimson demon hurriedly drank the black tea before the cup shattered, and a suspicious crisp chewing sound came from his mouth.

"Sister, how does it taste?"

"It's delicious...... I said it was delicious. ”

Under Flandrelu's expectant gaze, Remilia calmly swallowed what was in her mouth and touched her head encouragingly.

Then he hurriedly said to Pache who was snickering on the side: "Quickly clean up, the books at home are handed over to you." ”

Patchouli immediately responded, "Okay, what about the other things?"

"Something else...... Don't want it anymore. ”

An hour later, Flandor clinged to Remilia's side, and the three of them paused for a moment in front of the burning castle before turning away.

"Let's go, Fran, Patchy. Go to Europa, the city of London. ”

"Oh~!" "Okay, I'll summon an envoy to take care of us, we can't always let Fran work." ”

“…… Patsy, you're my best friend. ”

At this time, they didn't know what important existence they and others would gain in this trip to the fog capital.