320 Reckoning
bgm: Loveless ~ Tsukishi Engraving - Taketori Flying ~ Lunatic Princes
"Hmm?γγ What's wrong?"
Lily put down the cake in her hand, and her little pink tongue spun around, licking the white cream off the corner of her mouth.
Not far away, Magpie, who was reading a book, suddenly closed the book and closed his eyes.
"Tired of watching?"
"Hee-hee. Why don't you Lily help you get comfortable? β
Magpie opened his eyes and glanced at her faintly.
Since the end of the conversation that day, these two people have often come to play.
I don't know if it's because the self-seal is completely unraveled, and now the cheap apprentice is wearing a normal lace goth skirt, and the whole one-middle-two disease Lori temperament.
Anyway, this product no longer has the mysterious and cold aura when I first saw it, and has become an ordinary girl who thinks about spring.
Well, it's really gratifying, congratulations.
"I won't say thank you. β
"Of course, the master's physiological needs are the apprentice's obligation~ Besides, I have long wanted to do this!"
The girl who got the consent instantly lost her reserve, and appeared in front of Magpie in the blink of an eye.
Then there was a puff of air.
"Ahh Huh?"
"Masterββ where have you been?!"
The magpie had disappeared in place at some point, leaving only calm words echoing in Lily's mind.
- "I've got something to go out for." β
- "Come back soon, if Suzune wakes up, help me talk to her." β
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In a certain Shinto enchantment.
The pious maiden is praying.
It's not because she has any pure faith in this unknown existence, it's just because she's just thinking about it.
For the thoughts of his own brother, such a simple and powerful idea is the real thing, and it is something worthy of the attention of the candle.
Pure remembrance, which in itself represents stories, histories, legends, is a miracle to be chased at any time, a torch that leads the way.
With the help of that strange spell, Magpie successfully determined the coordinates and came here before something indescribable happened to his apprentice.
A restrictive ability that can only be achieved by an individual who emits such intense longing and who has strong feelings for himself.
After all, it's not like a false disaster, it's almost omnipotent in terms of space.
Teleport!
Although magpie is not a spatial ability, it can accomplish many feats with the help of inhuman will and thoughts, inherited from the omniscient and all-powerful (himself).
Like what.
Psychokinesis
Hypno
Empathy
And so on and so forth, these are all part of the [Bottom Force], and they are the extraordinary characteristics of the candle flame.
Of course, the most important thing is "co-tone".
That's the basis of everything, the only specialization ability that is separated, and the rest is just incidental, an alternative extension of the same tone.
Of course, that's all for later.
βγγγ β
Magpie looked at the scene in front of his eyes and couldn't help tilting his head.
The curvature, the self-arranged pawn, the tool, is now indulging in fantasy in a morbid way, unable to distinguish between pleasure and pain.
It's completely drained.γγ
As for the child who calls for himself. Well.. Let me see.
An inorganic light flashed in Que's eyes, and through the comparison of the database of the "Twenty-six Destination Rubik's Cube", he quickly knew the basic information of this girl.
By the way, I roughly guessed the situation at the moment.
Extermination. Wanted.. Paradise.. Taboo.. Spells. Nanaaki Bus.
Is that the case?
Sure enough, being a person in power is so convenient.
Magpie thought boredly as he watched the passage of his life.
Yes.. If this continues, this thing will die.
Maybe.. Won't it?
Forget it, help it, it's a talent anyway, there are too few people in this world with such qualifications.
Although curvature itself lacks cultivation value in the normal judging system - the magpie's perspective is never normal.
Maybe it's useful.
Magpie muttered as he picked up the curvature of the back collar and pulled him out of the girl's white hand knife.
"This Lala"
With the sound of broken ribs and flesh being divided, the curvature was freed from the hanging state.
"Who'!ββ"
"Get out of here!!"
Ahir got up instantly, a cold chill flashing in her eyes, and the anger of the interruption of the ritual made her chest rise and fall for a while, looking majestic.
She couldn't see the magpie.
Because of the tone, if you want people to not see him, you can't perceive his existence anyway, and you are fundamentally insulated.
The reverse is also true - unless you have the ability to detect and block out Magpie's 1 thoughts and wills.
BB tried to do this, but it failed and was beaten back to the slime prototype.
"Didn't you look for me. β
Magpie rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.
Ash could hear the voice ringing from the bottom of his heart.
This made her confused and frightened, but the form forced her to bow her head, and she knelt on one knee to show humility.
No.. Even if you kneel in front of the air, it won't do any good.
Magpie reached out and pressed the curvature of the chest to close the large hole that ran through the front and back.
"Well, no more gossip. β
"I'm a god maker, so if nothing else, you should know me. So, do you want me to heal your brother?"
"Yes. . . Yes!"
βγγ Really smart little girl, then, what can you give?"
"Or is there anything you can impress me?"
To be honest, Que thinks that there is no shortage of experimental materials, and even if he does, he will not need this pair of siblings.
Even if he needed to, couldn't he catch it himself?
Hearing this, Ehir breathed a sigh of relief.
In the world of the transcendental, only the exchange of interests is the safest, especially when the lowly are begging for the great ones on high.
If the magpie behaves like a saint, it will make people afraid.
In addition, the attitude of the great god-maker did not surprise Ahir.
The other party didn't clean up the portal because of the school's position.γ
In this world, the candle flame is supreme and has all the privileges, and this kind of "little thing" is meaningless to these higher beings, who have enough confidence and strength to act according to their own preferences.
Because nothing but candle flames can stop them.
In the eyes of these monsters, the so-called transcendents are no different from the inhabitants of the surface world, the same ants, just the difference in size.
"I... β
"Wait. β
Just as Ahir was about to say what he could pay, he was interrupted by Magpie's cold words.
"How... What's wrong? β
"I'm a little curious, if you can tell me, I won't charge for the consultation. β
As he spoke, a waterfall-like data matrix flashed in his eyes, and his eyebrows were a little gloomy.
Who?!
Who would dare to calculate me?!
"Yes. . . β
"Ehil, how did you know you could contact me through this guy?"
"Don't tell me you did it on your own. β
The little white flame left by the magpie in the curvature was the product of the recreation of the light that simulated the primordial creation, and it would not have been perceptible if it were not for the candle flame.
This is out of the realm of mortal things, is the ultimate conceptual creation, and has even approached the theoretical limit of "chaotic thinking", which is the embodiment of miracles.
To be able to perceive the South Pole Star itself means that it is on the same level as oneself.