The hymn resounded, and the light was baptized.

In all directions, overflowing hovering overhead.

The leaf-like butterfly rested on her body and kissed Ginny's face.

Ginny was dressed in white and lay quietly in the coffin.

"God will bless you, child. ”

"You shouldn't be asleep at this time, wake up from your dreams. ”

Ginny slowly got up and looked at the white-clad women beside her.

"Is this heaven?..." She touched her chest, but couldn't find the fatal wound.

"Yes, kid. As she spoke, a cold touch wrapped around Ginny's neck.

The woman put on a necklace of butterflies for her, and the wings of the butterflies were like the withered glory she had once visited.

She knows, this is a token of the butterfly messenger!

Thousands of butterflies fluttered their wings and flew towards the necklace, and the necklace was receiving the power from them.

"It's a pitiful concubine..."

The necklace seemed to melt into her blood and bones, and she suddenly cleared her ears and eyes, and the smiling and smiling pity tore off the disguise of sin and turned into a witch with a withered heart.

"She is the spark that sows disaster, if you continue to indulge her, she will upset the balance of the world and lead bad luck to the world, and we are only messengers, we cannot directly intervene in her, I hope you can complete this task..."

"Why don't you let the butterflies you already have? Ginny put her hand on her chest, she was just a little more special than the others, but she didn't know how to fight, she didn't have great strength, and if she let the Emerald Butterfly go, it would be fine.

"She has what she has to do, and your abilities can help the whole of Bart in the future, kid, don't always look out for the present. ”

After saying that, the surrounding messengers sang a song of blessing together.

Ginny stretched out her hand, and a butterfly stood on her fingertips, and she crawled out of the coffin, running barefoot through the temple.

When I returned to Bart, it was a year later.

After Fournine's death, Mercy quickly enveloped his former social connections and tried to annex him, although on the surface she still looked like a poor lady who had lost her husband, but she had the resources and strength in her hands that the former Fouricius could not match.

As usual, she wore an aqua blue gown, danced lightly, and held a newly received letter of information in her hand.

"Madame is so elegant. Ginny sat at the window of the Viscount's Mansion and looked at the concubine in the house.

"Ginny?" "Mercy put down what she was holding and came to the window, "You are still alive, I saw you buried with my own eyes..."

"I also lit a fire on my coffin. Ginny chuckled as she did.

"What's the matter, I'm really glad you can come back, but because you don't have an heir, your office has also been taken away for re-auction, so there must be no place to go now, right? ”

"No, I don't have such good acting skills as you... Wait, you killed Fouries?"

"yes. Mercy grabbed Ginny's hand and pulled her down from the window: "Why are you like a cat now, don't get dirty with such a beautiful dress." ”

"What are you and me, Mercy?" Ginny broke free of her, seized the initiative, and grabbed Mercy's hand instead.

"Ginny is Ginny. She said this, picking up a key on the table: "It's okay if you don't want to live in the Viscount's Palace, this is the new key to your office, you can go back to live." ”

"You bought it?" Ginny looked at the beautifully crafted key in her hand, and the one in front of her was so strange that she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Yes. Mercy put the key in Ginny's hand: "The negative man who hurt you is dead, you hated me and alienated me before, I also burned your body to vent my anger, I have re-ordered people to pretend to be in your old house, don't mention the previous things again, if you still want to hinder me anymore, then don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

"Mercy... What the hell do you want to do?"

Mercy chuckled, "I want to be the queen." ”

Before Ginny could say "You're crazy", she put her finger on her lips: "Of course, if you are willing to leave here with me, I can give up everything I have now and return to the Demon Realm with me, and the two of us can still be the same as before in the future." ”

"As long as I go with you, can you give up those crazy thoughts?"

"Yes, my dear Ginny. ”

Ginny grabbed the key in her hand, sweat soaked in delicate patterns.

She struggled for a long time before returning the key to her, and promised, "All right." ”

"It's a gift for you, keep it. Mercy pushed Ginny's hand back, and stepped forward and pressed her forehead against Ginny's forehead.

The inky blue water of the lake reflects the bright red sky.

The blood-colored light spread all over Qionglou Yuyu.

She took off the elegant skirt she used to wear, and put on a short black and red dress inlaid with silver ornaments, the thick rouge covered her original peach-like lips, and the knee-high boots covered the slender elegance of the snow-white jade legs, her shoulders were bare, and her neck was only decorated with black pearls, and her once soft eyebrows were slightly raised, and the lake-blue eyes and long hair that was once like a golden glow were all dyed by the red glow.

At this moment, she lost the gentleness like water, and when she raised her eyes, she was full of charm.

"Is this the true face of a witch?" Ginny looked at the very different Mercy, and the weak but vicious image in her heart dissipated.

"Uh-huh~" Mercy snorted softly and pulled Ginny to the witch's castle.

It was much later that Ginny understood what the oracle meant by saying that Mercy was the spark of disaster.

She was the daughter of calamity.

After arriving in the Demon Realm, Mercy was as gentle as ever towards Ginny, as if they had been studying together at the Academy.

Unbeknownst to Ginny, Mercy had learned the tradesman's skills for her while she was at Barth, so that she could weave her a dress that suited her best, that she could learn how to cook, and that she would be served a snack when she was hungry for her evening study.

On this day, when the king summoned her, Ginny sat alone on the wooden ladder weaving embroidery, when suddenly the sound of broken glass startled her heart, and her hand was hurt by a needle and thread.

Ginny hurried to check and found that the new florist had tripped and fallen, and the vase had fallen to the ground, sprinkled with dew and white porcelain fragments, and the flowers were faintly fragrant.

"Are you alright?" Ginny helped the florist up, and the boy bowed apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention!"

The boy had curly orange hair, his eyes were as green as jasper, and under the freckles was a blush of guilt.

"It's okay if people are fine, and everything else can be replaced. Ginny said this, but didn't notice a drop of blood open on his finger, and the boy immediately took out his backpack and looked for the medicine patch: "You are injured, please use this if you don't mind." ”

The boy bandaged Ginny's wound and began to clean up the mess on the floor.

"You don't seem to be from the Demon Realm. "According to Ginny's recent discoveries, people in the Demon Realm naturally exude a cold and unapproachable aura, but the young man in front of him is different from them, like a wisp of color blooming alone.

"Actually, my home is in Bart, I opened a flower house, and the boss liked our flowers very much, so he caught me to raise flowers and send flowers. ”

"Really, I'm also from Bart, my name is Ginny, what's your name?" Seeing the people of his hometown in a different place, Ginny was a little more kind to him.

"Just call me Rite. After the boy finished cleaning, he bowed to Ginny again: "Thank you so much today, I will definitely not make such a mistake next time!"

"Will you come again in the future?"

"Yes, Lord Mercy ordered us to deliver it every three days. Ritet embarrassedly straightened her hat, "Goodbye, Miss Ginny." ”

After that, Rite kept sending flowers, and sometimes Mercy would pester her to go out at home, or play with her, and when Mercy was away, Ginny would say a few words to Rite.

Unlike Fornisius, he was shy, jerky and polite, and after more than half a year, Ginny found herself wanting to see Rite more and more.

She seemed to have a crush on the teenager.

On this day, Rite brought a bouquet of daisies to Ginny.

"I remember that I was going to give a lily today. Ginny asked, thinking about what Mercy had told her in the morning.

"The lily has been inserted into the bottle, Miss Ginny, and this is what I personally want to give you—" He lowered the brim of his hat with some embarrassment.

Ginny pondered his intentions for a long time, until she thought of Daisy's flower language, and she chuckled and reached out to take his flower.

When the relationship is more stable, tell Mercy...

She thought.

During the meal with Mercy, Mercy looked at Ginny as she seemed to be a little happier than usual, she put down her knife and fork, and did not speak.

It was no different after that day, except that Rite sometimes brought Ginny all kinds of delicate bouquets, and Ginny would give him some hand-woven cloth bags, scumbags, etc.

A year later.

Rainstorm.

Ginny counted the days, she hadn't seen Rite for more than ten days, and it happened that today was the day when Mercy went to see the royal family, and it was also the day when Rite sent flowers.

As if he didn't expect the rainstorm, Rite's clothes and hair were wet from the rain, but he still protected the flower and kept the petals as they were.

Ginny hurriedly pulled him to the fire and wiped his wet hair for him.

The sound of a roasting fire, the sound of water dripping, the sound of a towel wiping your hair.

And the creak of the door opening.

Mercy stood in the doorway with a dark face, looking at the two of them laughing.

Her clothes were soaked, but she didn't care about the cold, and stepped forward quickly, and quickly broke Rite's neck.

"Mercy, what are you doing..."

Syllable!

With tears in her eyes, she slapped Ginny hard.

"What am I wrong with you? What am I bad about! You're going to get all these retching stalls?!" she shuddered with rage, and dragged Rite's body out the door.

"What are you going to do, Mercy?!" Ginny couldn't help but summon the Dead Leaf Butterfly.

This is the first time she has used this ability.

The butterfly rushed straight at Mercy, but was reduced to ashes in the anger of Mercy.

Mercy turned her face sideways, tears and rain slid down her face, her voice was cold and without any warmth, and she said to her behind her—

"I'm going to destroy that junkyard like Bart right now. ”