12 Marisa the Thief
Red Misuzu lay quietly on the ground, and the fact that she had lost consciousness should be visible from her closed eyelids.
"Hey...... Are you still alive?"
It's very rude to poke Menfan's cheek with a broomstick.,The only person who can do this.,Probably only Marisa.γ
In response, the untouched janitor let out a series of strange sounds such as "Ahhh
γβ¦β¦ Looks like she slept soundly."
Speechless, Marisa finally loses interest in the funny creatures on the ground.
"But...... It looks like there's been a big battle here."
There is no need to explain what happened in this already devastated environment.
Completely unaware that her every move was being watched by a man, after confirming that Kirino had just fainted, she went on to look for the mysterious mansion near Lake Mai, which was very easy to find, because there was a fierce battle in that direction.
Even Marisa, who was more than a kilometer away, could feel the ground tremble nearby.
In fact, if it weren't for such a big movement, she would have wasted a lot of effort to find her destination.
"It's really unseemly......
Looking at the woman on the ground who looked stupid to her, and then at the ground around her, which seemed to have been ravaged by a level 10 storm, Marisa couldn't help but sigh.
ββββIf this is heard by Hong Meiling, it will definitely be quite entangled...... Is the other party praising her? Or is it belittling her?
For Marisa, this was just casual talk, but she must not have thought much about it, just said something that suited her mood without thinking.
Pulling the fainted Kadofan up from the ground, Marisa flew through the door of the Red Devil Pavilion and placed it on the ground.
Without any hindrance, the barrier that originally surrounded the Western-style pavilion had disappeared, and it was directly broken by the Hakurei witch with strong force, and then walked in in a dignified manner.
Marisa doesn't know any of this.
But even so, just looking at the mess and fainting gatekeepers outside the Red Devil Pavilion, at least she could know that someone had already solved the mutation before her.
"This is the time for Marisa to shine in the rain...... How can someone else steal the limelight?"
It seems that she is quite motivated.
But in addition to this reason, there is probably another reason why she is so excited......
Not for a particularly commendable reason.
In fact, Fei Li has been agonizing over Marisa's behavior.
He sometimes even thinks that Marisa is more promising as a thief than a magician.
No, a thief or anything is not enough to describe Marisa.
Ordinary thieves feel ashamed or panicked when they are caught red-handed by their owners, but Marisa is not at all, and she is always cheerful.
This kind of demeanor is not something that a petty pickpocket can have, it is the first-class temperament of a monster thief with his own unique style.
Marisa, the thief, who steals gold......
ββββAll in all, this strange feature makes Feili hurt a lot of brains.
If it's just stealing ordinary people, you don't need Fei Li to come forward, Lisha Mali alone can do it, but Fei Li doesn't know whether to scold or praise -- she can actually steal Yayi Yonglin's laboratory and the lost home.
That's pretty remarkable.
Bayi Yonglin's side is nothing because she is Feili's mother...... But Yakumo Murasaki...... If it weren't for Fly, Marisa might not know what to do.
I won't go into detail about all of the above, but I have to say that today, seeing the castle-like buildings with blood as the keynote, there is a pride in the heart of the magic that wants to add a few strokes to his glorious history.
In her opinion, that is not called stealing, it is called "taking" -- the brave generally do this.
She also said similar words to Fei Li, and at that time, the Phoenix Martial God had a tiger's eyes, and his eyes flashed, and he asked Marisa what brave man would do such an undesirable thing.
Marisa then pulls out a gray rectangular figure from under her skirt -- this indecent act has been reprimanded by Fei Fiercely, but in the end it has not succeeded -- and on the glittering LCD screen, a small person is rummaging through the cabinets in the house.
If it weren't for the excellent psychological quality, the sentence "/you/mother" would have been spit out of Feili's mouth.
Although Kaguya already had a lesson from the past, he didn't expect that Marisa, who was very different from the princess who had already become a squatting princess at home, was also a game enthusiast - and he/she was a typical Demon Quest RPG enthusiast.
"Fight the Demon King? Not bad...... This place seems to have a lot of meaning."
Speaking of a completely inexplicable mood, Marisa walked into the mansion.
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In the quiet corridor, only black and white girls are moving.
It's long gone that the first spirit is gone, and now Marisa is only tired on her face.
Isn't this Western-style restaurant a little too big? What's the point of building this big?
Exercising?
While secretly cursing the rich man's behavior in her heart, she also came to the end of the corridor.
Waiting for her there was a door.
This is the final result of Marisa, who runs around in this mansion, without any goal, and finally obtains a ...... Unknown paths.
It's like you don't run into anyone along the way, it's like there's something in the dark guiding Marisa, telling her that there's a fate ahead of you that you have to face.
This feeling was only fleeting, and although she didn't ignore it, she didn't take it too seriously.
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The wooden door was pulled open, and the rotting and rusty hinges emitted the kind of dull sound often seen in horror movies.
What appears in front of Marisa's eyes is a staircase that extends underground, and the darkness of the depths leads to no one, giving people a sense of unknown horror.
-- But Marisa isn't one to be intimidated by this level.
"Let me see what's down there."
Take the first step, and the moment you step on the stone steps with your right foot, the underground passage lights up...... The torches set up on the walls burned spontaneously.
That being said, the path hasn't become any more reassuring; Where the fire could not shine, countless shadows flickered and writhed, as if there were some demons lurking there, making the entire passage more like a ghost path to Hades.
(It feels much more sensual than a horror novel...... οΌ
The thought flashed, and Marisa didn't hesitate to take a step and head underground.