"As Shiki-kun said, the 'place of the first mound' is interpreted in the meaning of the sentence as the place where the head is buried." The White Mist Miko stood up and patted his buttocks, while carrying a flashlight to shine into the cave that was overflowing with cold air.

"And this is also a place where the secrets of the White Mist family are hidden."

"The White Mist Family's secrets?"

Xicheng Shi glanced at the White Mist Divine Son more.

"Hmm." The White Mist Divine Son responded, and then couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Her sigh was small, and the slightest loud wind could drown it out.

"The land of the first mound... It is the burial place of the gods of the White Mist family. ”

Hearing this, Xicheng-style paused as he stuffed the kettle back.

Because the god son of the White Mist family should be immortal, at least the god son of the white mist himself is not able to fight or die, no matter how she is treated, as long as Sen Bai's immortal mist gushes out, her body will be able to recover as before.

So how does this lead to a place to bury bones?

Xicheng Shi didn't ask, because he knew that the White Mist Divine Son would definitely answer this question for him.

"Shiki-kun should know about the Miwato, right?" The White Mist Miko asked.

"Yes, I do." Xicheng replied: "It is said that only the son of God can use the three wheels, and if ordinary people use it, their heads will explode directly." As for the specific effect of the three-wheeled mesh... I don't know about that. ”

"Well, since Shiki-kun knows this, then the next words are much easier to say."

The White Mist Divine Son took a deep breath and cheered up.

Her optimism was similar to that of the stupid White Mist Divine Son, who was only disappointed for a moment, and then quickly cheered up.

"As Shiki-kun said, ordinary people can't touch the cursed thing of the Miwame. After all, the curse on the three wheels will directly take the lives of ordinary people. ”

But—

"The Divine Son of the White Mist Family has no such worries."

The White Mist Divine Son said word by word:

"Whether it's fried or burned, whether the hands and feet are cut off or the head is separated from the body..."

"No matter how you kill me, I'll eventually get back to normal. And the immortality of the Son of God is exactly what the master of the White Mist family needs... The perfect tool to be able to start the tricycle. ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Xicheng's fingers moved.

The immortality of the Son of God is the most perfect tool that the White Mist Family Master needs to control the tricycle?

"You mean, Miko is just a tool man used to activate the three rounds?"

Hearing this word, the White Mist Divine Son showed an indescribable expression.

I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't pull out the laughing expression.

So she could only sigh: "As Shijun said, the Divine Son cultivated by the White Mist Family from childhood to adulthood is actually just a sacrifice for the use of the Three Wheels...The 'Divine Son' only exists for the Three Wheels." ”

After saying this, the white mist miko took off the upper part of the winter suit, and at the same time rolled up the sleeve of his right arm.

The fair, pink shoulders are exposed.

On her shoulder, there is a bright red imprint that is completely different from her fair complexion.

The intricate incantation roughly outlines the shape of a circle, and in the middle is a pattern that resembles a cloud pattern of flowing water.

"Shiki-kun, what do you think this will be?" The White Mist Miko asked.

“... Combined with what you just said... This must be some kind of spell that will pass on your immortality, right? Xicheng briefly analyzed.

After all, only by obtaining the ability of the Divine Son to be immortal can you use the three wheels.

"I'm close to the correct answer, but I'm still guessing wrong."

"It's actually a stand-in spell. And I can control the spell... Let him use the ability of immortality to a certain extent. But..."The White Mist Miko looked at the bright red incantation on his shoulder, and his tone paused rarely.

"But it also comes at a price, right?" Xicheng picked up the conversation.

"Well, the stand-in spell does come at a price." The White Mist Miko didn't intend to hide it: "I'll give you a simple example, let's say I used a stand-in spell on Shiki-kun, and one day, Shiki-kun was unfortunately hit by a car and shattered your bones..."

"......" Xicheng style.

Not to mention why this girl likes to take cars as an example, just because the car knocked him halfway, Xicheng style is a little unacceptable.

But after all, it's an example.

He calmed down and continued listening.

"And at this time, the effect of the stand-in spell will come into play. All the shocks and scars on your body will be replaced on the body of my White Mist Miko... In other words, it was I who blocked the impact for Shiki-kun. ”

"How else can there be such a thing?" Xicheng Shi frowned and said, "White Mist, the price you just said..."

"I'll take care of it all." The White Mist Divine Son replied without hesitation:

"This is a one-sided benefit spell, and the only beneficiary is Shiki-kun, and all the costs of being killed are borne by me. And the stand-in spell is mastered by Shiki-kun, whether to transfer the injury... These are all decided by Shiki-kun. My will cannot affect the incantation. And the spell can only be bound to one person, and once decided, it cannot be changed. ”

Unilateral benefits?

All the cost of being killed is borne by the Son of God...?

Can you even ignore the wishes of the White Mist Divine Child and transfer the damage to her?

It's no wonder that when he heard the word 'tool man', the White Mist Divine Son showed such a complicated expression.

It's a tool! Even the word 'human' can be discarded directly.

Think about it.

You live in a family and are surrounded by people who constantly instill in you the benefits of being a 'Son of God'.

You grew up in such an environment, and after continuous efforts and hardships, you finally became a son of God.

And then suddenly look back... I found out that my life was not a fart at all! From the very beginning, the elders who were optimistic about you were just using you as a tool, and your dream of becoming a 'son of God' was simply instilled by them.

At that time... What about you?

The three views, dreams, and ideas were all shattered...

This is no longer something that can be explained by the term lack of humanity.

It's simply the destruction of humanity! Treat 'people' as animals and tools!

Originally, the Xicheng style thought that the Eternal Festival would not be a good thing, and the White Mist family would be a little better than them... As a result, it now seems that -

It's really a dog-eat-dog! It's just a raccoon dog!

"Shiki-kun."

The soft voice of the White Mist Divine Son pulled the West Castle style back.

He suddenly came back to his senses, and then he heard the soft whisper of the White Mist Divine Son:

"I'm willing to use the stand-in spell on Shiki-kun's body... I just hope... Shiki-kun, please treat me well. ”