Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

He wasn't walking fast, but he was keeping a short distance behind Natsuki Subaru, who was jogging.

Following behind Subaru Natsuki, Morion continued to ponder and make sure she didn't lose him.

This world possesses magic, but the source of this magical energy is not called "magic power" as commonly found in Western fantasy works, but rather an energy in the atmosphere called "Mana".

Moraine sensed it and could indeed feel that energy.

Although he had never systematically studied the magic system of this world, his vast experience allowed him to easily grasp the basic techniques.

Mana gathered in Morion's palm, but quickly dissipated.

It is a pity.

Moraine's "door" seems to be very bad.

"Doors" are the magical organs that people in this world use to manipulate magic.

It is an energy system unique to this world.

However, it seems that Moraine and the others undergo an adaptive process with each time they travel through time.

Just as the sorcerer Morion awakens his sorcery after time travel, his brain will also be imprinted with the spell.

Moraine and the others speculated that this might be an adaptive instinct of the swarm.

As the "King Insect of the Myriad Realms," he naturally had to adapt to all the heavens and myriad realms.

However, this adaptation probably only works when you first transmigrate, and it doesn't work afterward, so it can't make Morion the same as Moxuro.

Ok……

With that thought in mind, Moraine nodded.

Speaking of which, I really envy Moxu Luo's adaptability; adapting to everything is just too much.

Let's go back and talk to the sorcerer and see if he can come up with a way to find an opportunity to get rid of Mo Xu Luo.

However, the fact that Morion is "out of control" does not mean that he cannot control the power of this world.

Moraine looked up ahead.

With his unclosable Eye of Secrets, Morion can easily see things that humans shouldn't see.

For example, right now, in Subaru Natsuki's eyes, he and Morion were walking one after the other on the road to the slums, one running and one walking, and there were only two of them.

But in Morion's eyes,

Tiny specks of light hovered around him, displaying various colors; they were quite beautiful.

It's a micro elf.

In this world, micro-spirits are everywhere. They are the original state of "spirits," feeding on mana in the air, with almost no consciousness, only simple emotions.

"Are you trying to form a pact with me?" Morion's voice echoed in the minds of the microelves.

Moraine used an interrogative sentence because if it were a declarative sentence, whatever the micro-sprites' initial naive expectations might have been, they would have been changed.

However, there's no need for Morion to change anything.

These elves, who were constantly surrounding Morion, shared a similar idea.

Clearly, Moraine's "charm" after multiple synchronizations is not entirely without effect on mysticism.

In energy systems like those involving elven warlocks, where a contract must be made with an elf, charm and charisma become extremely important.

Morion chuckled softly, not chasing them away, letting the micro-sprites continue to linger around him.

Natsuki Subaru, who was jogging ahead, had an increasingly strange expression on his face.

He started turning his head frequently, glancing back at Morion every now and then to keep track of his distance.

Still following...

A strange feeling kept growing in Natsuki Subaru's heart.

How suspicious!

This person is so suspicious!

They inexplicably appeared in places they shouldn't have been, and inexplicably followed me.

Subaru Natsuki started taking a detour, weaving through the slums, trying to shake off Morion who was following him.

Instead of shaking off the person, I got myself lost.

This forced him to ask the local indigenous people for directions in order to find his way to his destination.

Natsuki Subaru began to recall how his actions this time differed from his previous comebacks, and what caused the current chain reaction.

Just then.

"Ouch." Natsuki Subaru seemed to have bumped into someone and let out a soft cry.

He quickly lowered his head in shame, intending to apologize.

But the person who was hit spoke first.

"I'm sorry, are you alright?"

Her voice is very pleasant; it's an elegant female voice with a mature, older sister vibe.

Since the other party had apologized, Natsuki Subaru scratched his head as a gesture of goodwill.

"Haha...it's alright, it's alright," he laughed and forgave the other person. "Don't let my appearance fool you, my thick skin is my only advantage..."

He answered while raising his head with a smile.

Suddenly, the moment he saw the other person's face clearly, he froze.

His expression turned extremely ugly in an instant.

Natsuki Subaru desperately tried to control his expression, preventing his inner emotions from showing.

This caused his facial features to scrunch up immediately.

"What's wrong? Don't be so scared." The woman in front of me chuckled and reassured me in a gentle tone, "I won't do anything to you."

"I...I'm not scared...Don't talk nonsense..." Subaru Natsuki's body stiffened even more.

“Smell.” The woman interrupted Subaru Natsuki.

"People emit a fear odor when they are afraid."

"You are afraid right now."

The woman narrowed her eyes.

"And there's also anger directed at me."

Morion, who was following behind Natsuki Subaru, stopped a short distance away and watched what was happening with great interest.

The person in front of me is an absolute beauty.

For a woman, she was quite tall, about the same height as Subaru Natsuki, whom she had just bumped into.

She has a pair of droopy purple eyes that give her an elegant and quiet appearance, and a beauty mark under her left eye. Her hair is a very rare black color, braided on the left side and reaching her hips. She wears a purple flower as an ornament on the left side of her head.

Morion stared at her without any attempt to hide it, looking her up and down, and his gaze was immediately caught by her.

The beautiful woman turned to look at Morion, and said, tilting her head:

Are you staring at me like that?

"Even I get shy sometimes." Her tone rose slightly, every movement was alluring and charming, and her voice was very seductive.

Contrary to her words, she spoke conservatively, yet her body remained completely unconcerned, openly exposing herself.

Her skin was deathly pale, almost sickly. She had a slender yet curvaceous figure with high, firm breasts.

Beneath the long black robe was a strapless, backless jumpsuit with purple patterns and brown stockings.

The long skirt clings to the body, with slits on both sides reaching the pelvis and the front splitting down to below the navel.

Although games and anime often feature revealing clothing, Morion and his companions find that reality differs from what is depicted in games and anime when they arrive in those worlds.

Although the clothing styles are largely similar, they all appear much more conservative.

But she was different.

Because that's just her personality.

They don't mind other people's gazes and can even enjoy being watched by others.

At most, they will receive a small reward.

She opened her arms, letting her ample breasts bounce.

"You really enjoy watching him that much? Well, he's such a handsome young man after all. I'll make an exception for you this time."

"In exchange..."

Her tone remained gentle and provocative, but the words she uttered became strange.

Can I see the color of your intestines?

Subaru Natsuki, standing beside her, suddenly stiffened even more, as memories of being disemboweled, severely injured, yet lingering on the verge of death flooded his mind.

For a moment, the intersection became quiet.

Elsa the Bowel Hunter.

As the name suggests, she enjoys the feeling of cutting open the enemy's abdomen.

Obsessed with all kinds of intestines, they can derive pleasure from actions such as dissecting the abdomen to remove intestines and playing with steaming hot intestines.

Conversely, whether torturing others or being tortured, it was actually a kind of enjoyment for her.

He is an absolute pervert.

One second, two seconds.

Just as Subaru Natsuki's breathing became increasingly difficult, Elsa smiled, raised her hand, and waved.

"Haha, just kidding," she said.

She licked her lips, her gesture incredibly alluring: "Although I'm a little curious, it's best not to cause any trouble right now."

"If you don't want to, then forget it."