Chapter 2: Why Do You Have to Kill Me?

The snow on the ground splashed into the air, and a one-meter-square pit was carved out of the flat ground hit by an unknown attack, and I, who had been driven by the explosion for some distance, stood firmly on the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I landed safely, but my heart was pounding.

I know very well that if it weren't for me, who has the physique of the protagonist, I would definitely be blown to slag after eating the blow just now.

"Hey, it's dangerous!"

As I spoke, a tall girl with long black hair and a black suit that looked like a cos agent stepped out of the shadows outside the streetlight.

"Cut, didn't you kill it?" The girl smacked her lips slightly in annoyance.

"Wait—wait!"

If I heard me right, she was really going to kill me, and what the hell was that black orb?

I'm afraid, like my ability to avoid danger, is not explained by human scientific knowledge.

She seemed to have calculated to do it when no one was around, and no one would come to my rescue even if I yelled.

But why, I can't think of any reason why I would be targeted.

No, I don't want to die yet, I have to find a way, I have to find a way......

Think about it, Zhao Jie, with your 16 years of life experience, what would you do when faced with this kind of problem?

That's right, no matter how cranky I think, my body will react extremely correctly, which is probably the constitution called "protagonist".

Without hesitation, I pulled my purse out of my trouser pocket and fell to my knees.

"Eldest sister, how much do you want, if it's not enough, there will be a bank card-"

And my words did not seem to reach the ears of the girl at all.

"I don't want to attract too much attention if I can, and magic is needed to maintain the barrier, so—" She raised her left hand, and a series of orbs like the black orbs that had been smashed into her were hovering beside her.

"Please don't move, it's over in an instant."

"Hey—"

Before I could speak, the black orbs shot at him at the same time.

Only then did I realize that this time, I was not in the same troubles as before.

Now, in front of my eyes, there is real magic.

A huge explosion swept everything in the area where I was standing and in a considerable area nearby, and this kind of explosion was probably not something that could be avoided with ordinary agility.

And I-

……

With a loud bang, the front of the black girl caused more than a dozen violent explosions in a row, and the snow rolled up to the sky, and the sound resounded throughout the courtyard.

However, she seems to have been prepared for a long time, so she is not worried at all that this kind of action will be witnessed by ordinary people.

The snow rolled up by the explosion fell again, the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and Zhao Jie, who was in tattered clothes and covered in bruises, was still standing there.

……

"If you can survive such a blow, you are really not an ordinary human." As if interested in me, the corners of the girl's mouth rose slightly.

"No, just an ordinary person, just a little used to facing danger."

His hearing was affected by the explosion, his left hand was caught in the black sphere, I don't know if it was broken, he still has no sensation, his right foot was rubbed and injured, and there were countless skin injuries caused by the explosion.

The lunch box I bought is gone, but now is not the time to worry about dinner.

The girl is right, it is impossible for ordinary humans to survive this kind of attack, and even for someone like me, who is used to trouble, it is already the limit to survive alive.

The injured right foot could no longer bear the weight, and I collapsed on the ground.

And this girl, who didn't seem to intend to let me go just because I had dodged an attack, walked towards me step by step.

"Why do you have to kill me?"

I still can't imagine why someone I don't know and who can use magic would do something to me.

If there is no enmity, is it being instructed by others?

Unfortunately, for a law-abiding citizen like me, I can't even think of someone who might command her.

"It's okay to tell you, it's a thing on the back side of this world, and you can't guess it if you live like ordinary humans.

Unfortunately, you seem to have the key we Magisters need, and we have to kill you to get it. ”

Although I had expected that it would not be an ordinary reason, I was still surprised to hear such a thing from her mouth.

"Can you easily kill someone for the sake of the key?"

And in response to my question, a sentence that is incompatible with this kind of human life is at stake.

"Isn't that a matter of course, that's a pretty important key!"

In all these years of trouble, I have also seen some violent bloodshed and even death, and although this girl wants to kill me, she does not feel the unique anger of a murderer in her body.

No, it is not so much that she has no anger, it should be said that she herself does not have a social outlook on life and death.

For her, killing for the sake of the key seemed like a matter of course.

With that, she held out her hand to me, and a black sphere appeared in front of my eyes again.

Now I don't have the ability to escape, and the pain in my left hand and right foot, which was directly involved in the black orb, is so severe that I can do my best just to not scream.

Can you only die here?

I can't help but think of the weirdo who gave me the main character's physique.

"Young man, do you know why you can't protect your important people, and you have no presence, no friends, and you live in the world and you can't achieve anything?

Quite simply, because you're not the hero of this world!

Young man, you now have a chance to change your destiny.

Want to succeed me as the protagonist of this world? ”

But now I'm the "main character" that the weirdo calls me, and I'm going to be killed so easily.

Could it be that the weirdo gave me a copycat physique? After all, where do I look like the protagonist now?

The real protagonist won't be helpless by this kind of attack, at least he should have a chance to change his situation.

I couldn't help but curse the weirdo in my heart, after all—

I don't want to die yet.

Please, everyone, give me a chance, give me the strength to escape from here-

Didn't I say, I'm the protagonist?

While begging for fate to give me the possibility of life, my heart felt like something was holding it.

Even though the attack hadn't hit me yet, I couldn't move, and my whole body was sweating.

In just two or three seconds, as long as years, strange sights that I could not recognize, a large amount of useful and useless information flashed before my eyes, like a hallucination before death.