"Report, Mistress Frey, the village has been cleared of humans. The various chambers were also searched, but there was nothing of value. ”

The man respectfully reported to Frey the news he had received from his teammates, and lowered his head from time to time to look at the human in Frey's arms.

"Now that the matter here is settled, hurry up and continue to hunt down Emiya, he has only been away for a day, and he shouldn't have run far. ”

The man's gaze frequently fell on Shirley in his arms, and Frey of course noticed, but she ignored it.

She expected that even if this person had ten more guts, he would not dare to snatch people from her, but she also did not dare to take Shirley to other demons to take care of her, after all, Shirley was not completely demonized, and she was still a human.

"Don't you wait for Nimiao-sama?"

"No, she doesn't know where to run now, and when she gets tired of playing, she will naturally come to us. ”

Having said that, in fact, Frey's heart was also wondering where Nimiao had gone.

The two had been inseparable since she had known Ni Miao, and this time was the longest time they had ever been apart.

"Yes. ”

The man saluted Frey, turned and walked out into the middle of the village, where the rest of the demons were waiting.

In a place where Frey couldn't see it, the man reached out and took out a book from his arms, flipped through it twice, and immediately put a smile on his face, and then quickly put the book back in his arms.

Since you don't give me a chance to kill, then I'll go find and kill myself.

――――――

The so-called life is to keep choosing.

People are always confused by certain things, and they always have to keep making choices.

Of course, the choice is very important.

In life, whether you succeed or fail, it can be said that it is the result of a series of choices you make.

Many great men have also made history through their constant choices. In other words, it is not an exaggeration to say that history is the accumulation of choices.

After struggling for a long time, Emia finally chose the latter between completing the mission of the god and sending Nimiao home.

The main reason why Emia chose to send Ni Miao home is because the mission of the god does not have a specific goal, and it can be carried out by the way to send Ni Miao home.

And. Nimiao looked so small that she shouldn't have walked far, and her home was probably nearby.

However, it has to be said that Emia has thought things too simply, and the problem has just begun.

"You really don't remember the way home?"

Emia arched her back slightly, looked at the girl who was only up to her waist, and confirmed again.

"I don't remember. ”

Ni Miao smiled and shook her head, like she wasn't worried about not being able to go home at all.

"Do you know where your house is?"

"I don't know. ”

Emia hid her face with her hands. Speechless for a while, he shouldn't have hoped that a little girl who looked less than ten years old could remember anything.

Emia held out her fingers and pressed them to her temples, hoping to soothe the dull pain.

Amia suddenly remembered the recording pointer that Shirley had brought to show the way, and couldn't help but look at Nimiao, making a final struggle, "Then do you have anything that can point the way? ”

Words without any information. It's harder to get Ni Miao back than to ascend to the sky. You know, even in that information-advanced world. It can be a hassle to help a lost child find a home without any information, especially in a world where information is not circulating at all.

"Hmm~ record pointers?"

Ni Miao pointed a finger at her cheek, revealing a look of confusion.

"Ni Miao knows, my sister told Ni Miao, is this thing?"

Nimmy reached out and pulled a recording pointer out of her bosom, and Amia glanced at it slightly. There are seven or eight to say the least.

Speechlessly, he took the recording pointer, put it in the palm of his hand, and counted it carefully, a total of eight.

"Did your sister tell you which one is the one that points home?"

One by one, he picked up the pointer in his hand and observed it carefully. Look at what makes them different.

Ni Miao's eyes went up, revealing a thoughtful look, and she shook her head slightly. However, before she could speak, Amiya's somewhat helpless voice sounded again.

"Well, it looks like you don't have to choose, this is the only one that is good. ”

Emia looked at the recording hand between the index finger and thumb of her right hand, then at the seven hands on the palm of her left hand, and put the broken hands back in Nimiao's hand.

"Forget it, it's better to have a goal than nothing. ”

Emiya's voice was full of a feeling of self-defeat.

Picking up the pointer to confirm the target, Emia carefully put the recording pointer into the space bag, this thing is too delicate, it is better to keep it carefully.

Amia picked up Nimia in the form of a princess hug and ran quickly in the direction the pointer pointed.

"Speaking of which, what about your father and mother, how could you let a child run away into the desert? ”

"Ni Miao doesn't have a mother, and his father doesn't want Ni Miao anymore, but my sister asked Ni Miao to come here, saying that she was here to find her father. ”

"Ni Miao is so cute, how can anyone not want you, there must be some reason. ”

There was a black line hanging on his forehead, how could he ask a question, and the answer was so heavy.

"Well! Ni Miao thinks so, too. ”

Nimiao nodded emphatically, as if agreeing with Emiya's point of view, and hugged his neck tightly.

Looking at the delicate and lovely Ni Miao in her arms, Emia couldn't help but wonder, would anyone really not want such a daughter?

―――――――

"Someone!"

Emia raised an eyebrow and looked at the sand dunes in front of him to the right, where he felt two human breaths.

Thinking back to the map he had drawn, he discovered that there was a human gathering place nearby.

Emiya strode to the place where the two were, didn't take two steps, but stopped again, and looked at the girl who was sleeping in her arms, Emia shook her head helplessly.

Changing the princess hug to one hand, Amia freed up one hand, took out the record pointer from her bosom, confirmed the direction, and continued to move in the direction of the target without the slightest memory.

It's obviously not a good idea to bring Ni Miao, who is a demon, to the human gathering place.

―――――――

"Whew~ Finally gone. ”

The middle-aged man watched Amiya go away, his nervous mood relaxed, and the breath he had been holding back finally spit out heavily.

"Senior, is that person really a demon? I see that he is still holding a child in his hand, not like a demon. ”

The young man straightened his hat with the same color as the yellow sand on his head, and asked with some curiosity.

"Absolutely, I've seen demons before, and the aura surrounding them is the same as that of demons. These damn demons, sooner or later, I will kill them all. ”

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said.

"Yes, it's a pity you don't have that chance. ”

There was a chill on his neck, and this sentence became the last sentence that the middle-aged man heard before he died, and his wish could no longer be fulfilled.

Sticking out his tongue and licking his blood-stained paws, the man looked at the black dot that had almost disappeared in the distance, and this man was Frey's henchman.

"Why is Nimiao-sama here? and with people I don't know. Forget it, it's none of my business, I'd better kill my people!"

The man waved his overgrown claws and slowly walked towards the gathering place of the humans. (To be continued......)

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