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Alice didn't look as scary as she used to, and she even smiled at Vanilla as she approached the small iron window in the cage.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing?"

Out of a state of mind that she couldn't understand, Vanilla accosted the tentacle monster who had attacked her.

Alice yawned, rolled to the corner of the cage and squinted her eyes and asked, "What the hell?"

"It's just how it suddenly changed!"

The perfunctory vanilla didn't know where to get the courage, she knocked on the cage, "Didn't you always have a cold expression before...... Is it because they have done strange things to me?"

Alice snorted and sneered a few times, but did not answer, she was only happy because she smelled a familiar smell in the tower.

She didn't need to do anything now, she just waited quietly for a while, and Loria killed all those who dared to offend her.

……

"Tut-tut, look what I found. ”

Loria searched carefully for the second floor of the Mage's Tower, where she found an iron bucket in a warehouse where tools were stacked, crouched in front of it, and happily stirred the bright red goo in the bucket with a brush.

I didn't expect magicians to need this kind of thing...... Loria was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, she realized that magic was not yet omnipotent enough to replace the tools of the world.

Loria stood up, buttoned and tightened her hooded blouse to make sure that the mooncloth clothes she wore inside would not get the sticky stuff in the bucket, and then bent down to pick up the bucket in one hand and slip a brush in the other hand to the circular corridor.

"Splash paint~splash paint~splash paint~"

Humming the paint-splashing song she learned from Mimi, Loria walked around the hallway. Swinging the brush freely, she used the red paint to stretch her artistic talent to the fullest.

Let the graffiti add a bit of literary flavor to revenge, so as to dilute the ominous smell of blood.

Thinking of the rushing Avaris River, she drew curves on the walls that looked like a hand of life from the gates of hell. The wails of resentment also seemed to be transmitted through the red lines, and they were endless.

She thought of Alice, who was imprisoned somewhere, and thought of Mr. Rabbit through the fairy-tale name guò, so she drew a rabbit's face on the wall—a bloody beast that seemed to have been born in the Flood Age, leaping on the wall, and the two pieces of what looked like eyes on its face were like terrible blood holes, and from which she shed bright red blood and tears.

She wanted to write a few meaningless words on the wall. But because of the crooked handwriting and the lack of height enough, the handwriting was glued together, and where she inexplicably put pen to paper, the undried paint dragged down into lines, and a line of curse written in unknown characters was born, although no one, including the creator, could read the contents. But it feels like if if you get close enough to get haunted by resentful spirits and fall into endless torment.

Eventually, she wanted to draw a sinking battleship, but it was too difficult for her to draw such a complex picture, a bunch of messy lines gathered together, like when chaos was born, and you could peek into it a little bit of maddeningly rich evil, and even see a side face of the demon with a thousand faces.

She finally wrote down the phrase 'pay off the debt', and this time it didn't turn out to be something strange...... Perhaps the lethality of this sentence is high enough.

Look around at your own work. The corners of Loria's mouth twitched, and she threw the paint bucket to the ground along with the brush, the spilled paint still staining her shoes.

All right. Miss Loria has no artistic talent at all!

With an unhappy face, she walked towards the third floor of the Mage Tower, always disappointing to find that she was not talented in something...... In fact...... If she had stopped to savor the chaos and evil that was about to overflow in her paintings, she might have realized that she was in a sense...... It's genius.

……

When Vanilla threw a few pieces of bread into the cage, Alice said to her, "If you want to escape, take advantage of now, and you will regret being born in this world later." ”

Because of the kindness of the food, Alice decided to give this stupid mortal a little remarks.

"I wasn't born into this world...... Wrong. What are you chirping and talking about. Vanilla pulls the bread chop in the direction of Alice with a small stick, but the latter surprisingly does not show a strong appetite and ignores the bread.

Maybe she's homesick?

Vanilla thought wildly. Then he asked, "Do you have parents?"

"Parents?" Alice thought for a moment, "if you mean using a part of each body to create my being...... Perhaps. ”

Alice found this question difficult to answer. Even the gender of the old gods is ambiguous...... If they feel they need to have a gender, it's up to them to choose and express themselves...... She chose the 'female' herself, but how did she know who those two guys were dad and mom?

Maybe she has two fathers or two mothers.

……

Bliss was flipping through books in the room on the top floor of the Magic Tower, with only a magic lamp and a bottle of ink and a dozen parchments on the table.

'As the tentacle grows up, it needs to hunt for magical girls. ’

The yellowed, coverless ancient book contains such information, which makes Briss wonder, what is a magical girl, and how should the tentacle monsters forage for food?

The old book, which he had found in a second-hand bookstore a few years earlier, contained many strange creatures that had never been heard of or seen before, and at first, Briss had only thought of it as a strange fantasy written by some madman, and if it weren't for the fact that the book itself was old enough, he wouldn't have paid a fortune for it.

After flipping through it casually, Bliss tossed it into a corner - he realized he had been deceived and magically killed the owner of the bookstore, a young man in his twenties who had just inherited his father's inheritance.

It wasn't until he saw Alice in a corner of Violet Castle Square more than half a month ago that he suddenly remembered the tentacle monster recorded in the book.

After attempting to deceive the tentacle monster's owner, he immediately found a major stationed near the castle who was in the army and was in contact with him, and after promising to give him a maiden to play with, the major arranged for his men to capture Loria.

Anyway, the young girls who were carried away by their dreams were so obsessed with magic that if it weren't for the fact that Bliss needed someone to help him with some menial work, perhaps vanilla would have become a lamb as a sacrifice.

He rings the magic bell to summon vanilla.

It's time to sacrifice her for the sake of studying the unknown.

PS: Well, it's on the shelves, thank you for your support