The retreat of the undead seemed to have declared the victory of the living, but the ominous fluctuations of magic seemed to announce that there was no end to it.

Of course, for the vast majority of people, the retreat of the undead has already made them happily welcome victory, and there are even brave people who are considering not to pursue.

While the rest of Starwood City celebrated the victory, a section of the city wall somehow became a no-man's land.

Well, no one is stupid, those murderous vines twisted in a mass are more effective than any obstruction, even now the upper echelons of the defenders dare not come to Roland.

There, two women are looking at each other, once a mentor-apprentice friendship and once colleagues in the dark organization of anti-society, but now, the two are turning their faces over a man.

"You have the ability to rob a man, why don't you have the ability to open the door....... why do you think that if I sing such a spit, I will be in big trouble."

In fact, I have always regarded the so-called strong temperament as a joke, and the legendary story of crushing the opponent's will and resistance with that one look, is it sure that I didn't use some dirty spiritual magic to confuse the other party, and then put gold on my face.

At this time, I believed that at least in the current atmosphere of competition between the two females, my escape instinct told me that the best choice for survival was to shut up...... But why do I have a strong desire to make some jokes to liven up the atmosphere when I come to such an occasion, am I really a funny character?

[No, you're just passionate about death, and some creatures have a tendency to self-destruct from the beginning.] 】

The system's spitting was as weak as ever, and before I could refute it, I heard Heloise's words.

"Roland. Don't be a bystander. Confirm my words. Do you want to make a lie goof? I'm here to help you, as long as you pretend to be with me, you will naturally have a reason to refuse Amira and them, what you want, I already know, are you willing to just go back and be a good family man. Besides, even if I lie to you, can I still restrain you? We are the Devil's Pet Contract. You are the master! ”

Hearing this, I thought about it carefully, and felt more and more reasonable, as if I would not suffer no matter what, so, in the link of the soul, I gritted my teeth and said.

"Okay, I owe you a favor this time."

Then the language was brewed, and ordinary lies meant nothing to Amira, and I finally thought of what to say.

Some words. Maybe I should have said it a long time ago.

"Senior sister, in fact, I know your intentions. I was also very moved, but the previous marriage proposals were all misunderstandings, and in fact, I didn't treat you as a woman...... Phew, I mean it's still a little wrong to say that I help you be a brother....... I mean, rather than as a member of the opposite sex, I think of you as a confidant, a brother who can say anything, a brother who can pursue the essence of the soul and the truth of the world together......"

Some words are still a little hesitant when they are spoken, but once they are spoken, the more they are spoken, the more they are spoken, the more they are spoken.

Perhaps, because many things are not usually thought about, the process of speaking is a process of asking the heart, and the process of speaking is not only convincing the other party, but also convincing oneself.

“…… I figured it out, maybe this was just a misunderstanding or a joke without malice at first, but now it has hurt you, and some things, the longer they drag, the more it hurts. I'm sorry, I should have said these words a long time ago, it's all my fault, how do you want to get revenge, come on......"

"I know."

And the refusal I mustered up the courage to say was met not with vine locks and vicious questioning, but with an understatement answer.

The green-haired witch smiled, as if she had longed for such an answer.

Of course, Amira knew Roland's mind, and in front of the reader of the soul, Roland's own careful thoughts, which he had not sorted out, had long been seen at a glance.

Before falling asleep, what prevented her from making a choice, she never saw through it, only her own mind.

And after waking up from a long sleep, Amira, who had seen her mind clearly, had already made a decision not to be influenced by others.

Now, even if you receive the Brother Card, the Good Guy Card, and the Ten Reject Cards at the same time, it is ...... for the witch

"What you think, it doesn't matter from the beginning."

And in the next moment, the wonderful feeling transmitted by the spinal cord could not match the witch's sunflower-like bright smile.

Amira smiled, the corners of her mouth showed a slight arc, her blood-red eyes were full of flame-like enthusiasm, and her faint smile was like a spring breeze, but it was like a flower blooming quietly.

The green-haired witch gently stroked my cheeks, red cheeks, like a girl in love, but lowered her head and imprinted her own traces on the side, feeling the softness, the traces of the red lip prints probably couldn't be washed off for a long time.

"I like you, I want to be with you, enough is enough."

A gentle smile was right in front of me, and this was when I suddenly touched my cheek and pinched it again to make sure it was not in a dream......

"It really doesn't hurt, dreaming, I said, my senior sister can't smile so cute...... Pain, pain, pain! Ahhh Relax me, my waist, my waist, it's not that I'm unconscious, how can it hurt so much! The smile is so terrible, it's really a real senior sister! ”

And the next moment, the gentleness just now disappeared without a trace, and the sudden pain made people very helpless, but the malicious gaze not only gave me a headache, but also locked my cat.

And this time, it's the same toothy bright smile, but it gives people a completely different feeling, just now it was a girl, and now just seeing it makes people's vests chill, like a murderer who sends death greetings.

"So, what do you think of the stealing cat, since you said you eloped with her, there must be a reason. Don't say I don't remind you, this cat is not ordinary cunning, and she may not have as much affection for you as you think. ”

"Think about your future, do you plan to go back to being a househusband now, or continue to be a happy bachelor. Think about what you just promised me! Think about the tasks you haven't finished yet! ”

Even if Heloise doesn't remind me of the contract just now, I know what to say, I don't want to be inexplicably dismembered by vines or fed human flowers, and die of an epic hero of domestic violence, it's too embarrassing.

"Dead Cat...... I'm so happy with her......"

While trying to squeeze the words out of my mind, I realized that I never seemed to see a dead cat as a woman, and our reunion after a hundred years seemed to start with killing each other.

"Is it a heroine who was divided into thirteen as soon as she appeared? It seems that this plot is so familiar......" (to be continued......)