The things that have been done are like water spilled out, and they will always leave a mark on this world, and the sneaky rat behind the scenes has done so many things to the Red Devil Pavilion, and from the analysis of cause and effect, it has been deeply involved with Remilia.

So Remi is not surprised at all, her eyes can see that very deep line, connecting him and herself, not only the relationship between lovers and relatives will have such a relationship, in fact, as long as a person has an impression of your life, leaving their own marks in the trajectory of progress, then the invisible thread of fate will bind you together.

The only difference is between more and less, coarse and fine.

Gungnir is between the river of reality and fate, and Remilia has not given up letting go of it, just like she found Qin Xin and ** Temple in front of everyone before, she relies on Gangnir to advance, as if she is moving down the river with a ship in the wind and waves.

"Hey, did you see anything just now?"

Rin Nosuke, who was resting on the steering wheel, asked Fran on the side, and desperately stepped on the accelerator to a place only 100 meters away from the Red Devil Pavilion, and then was suddenly told by Fran that everything was over and he could call it a day and go home.

Why the hell am I working so hard for?

The half-demon named Rinnosuke is definitely not a helpful existence, for some reason he values his life very much, and the bloody thing of risking his life for others is not suitable for him.

After living in Gensokyo for so many years, the only good thing I have ever done is to spend a lot of money to help Marisa and Reimu, who are suffering from poverty, so that the two girls do not starve to death without care.

Because the Red Devil Pavilion is a big customer, you have to do your best to help, wake up, there is no such good businessman in this world.

I don't know what I'm doing, Lin Nosuke quietly looked at the truck that was close to being scrapped, and now I can't change the car, I don't know that there are no talents from the outside world in the world, and the price of kappa is very expensive.

"Oh, no, Fran didn't see anything."

Fran wagged her ponytail to indicate that she hadn't seen anything.

"Then I'm wrong."

Believing that his eyesight was no match for a vampire, he admitted his mistake and did not look for the root cause.

"Then I'll go back."

"Hmm."

Remilia, who had been shuttling past the two youkai, didn't notice the long-lost nature of Fran, and now she only had that hateful guy in her eyes, who had made the Red Devil Pavilion in tatters, and imprisoned both herself and Fran in that closed world in humiliation.

Although it was a blessing in disguise to have a good dream, at best, it only turned the necessary torture and death into a clean end to the other party's life.

After passing through half of Gensokyo, Remilia finally landed on the most ominous land in Gensokyo, the Missing Mound, a place that was even more uncomfortable than Yuyuko's home and the place of death like the Santukawa.

Remilia couldn't help frowning a little, it was here again, the origin of cause and effect seemed to have come full circle, the place where Gensokyo began, the place where all the big events in Gensokyo took place, and the place where the harmful Fran could no longer dissolve the quartet.

She narrowed her eyes a little uncomfortably, but the vicious red light in her eyes was getting stronger and stronger, she usually looked petite and cute like a child less than ten years old, but at this moment she came as a vampire, as the patriarch of the Scarlet family.

"Come out."

The simple words were not a request but a command, and of course Remilia would not have hoped that the rat who had been hiding his head and tail would come out under such routine words.

And then he came out.

No, it's it.

Because it is impossible to distinguish between him and her or her gender, it is like a murderer in Conan who has been confused countless times by water, with vague outlines, limbs visible, fingers indistinguishable, not to mention secondary sexual characteristics from them.

"Humans? Monster? Or is it something else? ”

Looking at the mosaic in front of her, Remilia asked tentatively, since the same behavior as sending death has been done, maybe there will be some leakage information coming out.

I can't see any power from the other party's body, giving Remilia the illusion that she doesn't have any power, but how can a guy who can make so many magical magic items and rare items with a quality comparable to a treasure have no power at all.

So she was careful, and the tip of Gungnir's spear was pressed directly against the head of the black strange thing, which she still had.

It's a pity that Remilia's question was not answered, the strange things that had appeared in front of Bayi Yonglin and were ordered to commit suicide by her, the strange things that had appeared in front of Qin Xin and gave her a few ominous masks that looked like the big boy next door, were now trying to say something.

The only regret is that the people who have seen it are not together, otherwise they will definitely find the difference between the black shadows that seem to be the same, the black shadow that Bayi Yonglin saw was about the same height as her, Qin Xin was only the height of a junior high school student in front of him, and the one in front of Remilia reached the passing line of one meter eight, which was taller than most people in Gensokyo.

However, the appearance is too vague to tell that this is an adult man.

Then she heard the voice of a dark shadow, a somewhat hoarse and noisy male voice.

"Miss Lei"

What kind of ghost is this, is there really no problem with using such a Chinese name for a European vampire?

And even if you want to use a Chinese name, it should be Miss Scarlett, the Westerner's last name is after the first name, give me a little common sense, bastard.

Where did you come from, the nerds in the deep mountains and old forests, give me a good time to study in the capital!

Remilia was scorched by this strange title, and now it does seem that she is worthy of the title of Miss Lei.

Wrong.

Coming from the vast spit out of the spit a little sober, Remilia, who thought she was not a spit servicer, felt that something was wrong with her emotions, and she came with hatred and anger as if she hadn't seen a friend for several years, and complained about the other party's inconsistency.

With nostalgia and a relaxed mood.

The inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if friends, relatives, and even lovers who have lived for years, or even decades, will inexplicably settle down as soon as they get close to their hearts.

But her brain didn't have any similar memories, she didn't remember that someone had called her with such affectionate titles, she didn't remember that there was such an adult man who was so close to her, Yakumo was dead, and the one in front of her was not him.

"Is it similar to that face aura ability to interfere with emotions, or is it really very suitable for your despicable ability!" Remilia made her own judgment with just one thought, and that familiar feeling was forcibly suppressed by her, it was just an illusion, and she was a vampire who was a master of mind manipulation.

The words after the dark shadow became vague again, as if all the strength was spent on saying this, because it couldn't be articulate, so the way was unknown, it was a little anxious, waving its hands, trying to use body language, but unfortunately neither it nor Remilia had learned anything like this.

I don't understand.

Can't tell.

their own mind.

Then let's express it in action.

"What do you want to do?"

Looking at the black shadow that seemed to have made up her mind, Remilia casually stabbed Gangenir out, trying to make it retreat, but she didn't use any strength, leaving almost ten percent of her spare strength to change her moves.

Pierced, broken, no blood spilled.

It was so simple that elementary school students could dodge it, and with a straight shot, it easily broke the head of the black shadow, no, to be precise, something similar to the shape of a head, because there was no blood spilled, and no spirit child escaped.

Neither the living nor the dead, inexplicable.

As if he didn't expect Remilia to attack him, the black shadow was stunned for a while, some trembling, some sadness, negative emotions flowed from his body, and even Remilia was a little unhappy.

I feel as if I've done something I shouldn't have.

Delusion, it must be an illusion.

Remilia, who had originally planned to capture this and study it carefully, swung her gun again cleanly, blocking her waist and cutting the black shadow into two pieces.

Twisted, trembling, and finally calm.

The dead black shadow did not reveal his race until he died, and he obviously cut off his own henchmen, but Remilia did not have any joy, and heavy emotions filled her heart.

Unhappy, unhappy, unhappy.

With a faster speed than when she came, Remilia left the place as quickly as if she had fled, and in a panic, like a little girl who had done something wrong, she quickly left the place where the vase had been broken.

And not long after she left, the tomb of no fate seemed to come to life, and layers of black shadows came out of the cracks in the corners, more than the water droplets of the waves, more than the leaves of Gensokyo, and even the eyes of the ** temple could not count the number at once.

Tall or short, fat or thin, the silhouette is still not clear, but more characteristics are revealed.

The one closest to Remi's killing of the Black Shadow bent down and held the Black Shadow's fragmented body in his hand with an organ called a hand, and the unknown black substance flowed between the two, not decreasing, not increasing, and Gungnir, who claimed to be able to cut off his fate, only cut off the Black Shadow, instead of destroying and erasing it.

Because it is itself broken, it is scum itself.

They communicate in their own way, using the time to mend the fusion.

"Why won't she accept me?"

"Because she's changed, I've changed."

"So what to do?"

"As long as I become us, it's fine."

(End of Volume 3, followed by Testimonials from Volume 3)