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"Hey, even someone as good-tempered as me would get angry if I were scolded like that."

The girl, wearing a blue pointed magic hat and carrying a magic wand, puffed out her cheeks slightly, revealing her displeasure.

Her long, soft hair had a gentle, golden color, like mature wheat ears.

Her aquamarine eyes, like jewels, now held a hint of anger.

I don't know which school's junior high students are wearing cute light blue printed magic cloaks over their uniforms.

The girl, dressed in a British-style witch outfit, looked slightly angry, raising her wand and waving it gently.

The next moment, the invisible wind transformed into a white ribbon, which, like a nimble snake, coiled around the middle-aged fallen angel who was desperately trying to escape, binding him.

"Damn it! Why are you getting in our way?!"

The middle-aged fallen angel let out an angry and resentful roar.

The girl responded to his roar with a slightly confused expression.

"Although I'm an uninvited guest, this place should be the territory of demons, right?"

The girl holding the magic wand raised her finger and scratched her cheek, her tone seemingly troubled.

"As outsiders yourselves, you shouldn't be criticizing my stance, right?"

"What's more, you guys are clearly fallen angels, yet you shamelessly occupy a place like the church."

"Moreover, they've ruined the hygiene of what was originally a perfectly good church."

"By the way, as punishment for what you wanted to do earlier, and for humiliating me just now—"

As she spoke, she waved her magic wand.

Then, the moisture in the air quickly condensed into a series of water blades, which pierced the middle-aged fallen angel's body like bullets from a machine gun.

Blood splattered.

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Blood splattered.

"Donashik!"

Upon seeing their companion in such a miserable state, the remaining two fallen angels cried out in anguish.

It wasn't out of grief for their comrades, but out of fear of the enemy's overwhelming strength.

A mature woman with large breasts named Caravana.

A blonde, twin-tailed loli named Mitilte.

The two fallen angels' faces clearly showed fear.

"I'm thinking..."

The innocent-looking, adorable English witch, holding a magic wand, slowly took a few steps forward.

Then, she raised her hand and smoothed her soft blonde hair.

"You two had better just surrender."

With an innocent and radiant smile on her face, she addressed the remaining two ascetics with a touch of sincerity.

Throughout, her movements were slow and sluggish, as if she had no interest in them.

Ah, to be honest, I really can't muster any interest.

Upon seeing her distinctive attire and appearance, Su Mu recognized her.

Ruffi Pendragon.

This world is said to be descended from King Arthur, possessing superb magic and extensive knowledge, and capable of using many advanced spells.

Compared to her strength, the remaining two mere lower-level fallen angels were naturally no match for her.

"Please—" The fallen angel, who looked like a mature, busty woman, showed obvious fear on her face. "Please, please let us go!"

"We won't be eyeing that little girl anymore!"

"Ah, this..."

Ruffi Pendragon gently shook his magic wand and took a step forward.

The way she brandished her staff silenced the two low-ranking fallen angels who had witnessed the power of her magic.

"No."

The English witch moves with a leisurely air, as if strolling in a garden.

With her strength, facing these two lower-ranking fallen angels was practically bullying them. "Since you've done something wrong, you naturally have to pay the price. How can it end with just saying you won't do it again? Besides—"

The girl named Ruffi Pendragon handed her wand to her other hand, stuck out her tongue, made a face, and made a cute "slurp" sound.

"While I don't have much prejudice against fallen angels, there's something about you—"

She slowly composed herself, revealing a cold expression on her face.

"It stinks terribly."

This stench represents human corpses, represents lost lives.

As a descendant of King Arthur, she disliked her family but was proud of her bloodline.

Although he is a magician, he also uses the code of knighthood to restrain himself.

Naturally, no one likes people who harm lives like this.

Thinking this, she slowly raised her magic wand.

"Hey, Mitilte! Split up and escape! At least one of you can get away!"

"I see!"

The two fallen angels panicked and tried to flee.

However, what they didn't know was that the enemy they were facing was one that they could not resist.

Seeing them about to flee, the blonde English witch remained calm, raising her staff.

Just as the staff was about to be swung down again, Ruffi Pendragon paused for a moment, then looked astonished.

As these two fallen female angels were trying to escape, their chests suddenly exploded as if implanted bombs had been detonated.

The rupture of the internal organs created gaps, causing the body to visibly shrivel up.

"Woo-ho-ho-ho—"

The two fallen angels let out their final screams before they stopped breathing.

"What kind of technique is this? Could it be spatial magic?"

The petite, blonde-haired, middle school-aged English witch raised her hand to adjust her pointed magic hat, her light blue eyes seemingly sparkling.

"It destroys the enemy's internal organs in an instant, but leaves their clothes completely unharmed. It's a powerful magic that combines precision and damage."

Muttering to himself, Ruffi Pendragon's face showed an excited expression.

As a mage proficient in many advanced spells, there is nothing more exciting than seeing an unknown type of magic.

Su Mu's figure appeared ahead.

He was still holding an antique-looking card in his hand.

"Hey, hey, you did that just now, didn't you?"

Upon seeing Su Mu appear, Ruffi Pendragon quickly approached him.

When he was dealing with the two fallen angels, his lazy yet mysterious aura vanished instantly.

"What was that just now? A curse? A spatial manipulation? Or something else? I have a feeling this is some kind of novel spell I've never seen before!"

However, before Su Mu could answer, Lu Fei slapped her forehead and playfully stuck out her tongue, seemingly a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, but whenever I see new and interesting magic, I can't help but feel curious and want to ask about it."

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P.S.: Author's note on the product launch

This is the Drummer, and this book will be available tonight at 10 PM.

Yeah, to be honest, I'm feeling a little nervous...

Now, it's time to see the results of all this time. I'm a little nervous. I hope you all enjoy the story I've told you.

I wanted to write novels because of my interest, but if I wanted to write them well, then writing novels would become a part of my real life.

I am very grateful that I was able to embark on this path.

Choosing this path and writing my first book on this website successfully brought me an income equivalent to more than a year's worth of university tuition and living expenses, greatly easing the burden on my family. So I am truly grateful for this profession.

Now, as I'm about to enter my third year of university, when I was a freshman, I had to rely on interviews with the city's TV station to seek financial assistance from the community because of my family's financial difficulties.

There are three children in my family, and my mother is also seriously ill. The doctor told my dad that my mom only had four years left, but she is incredibly resilient; perhaps it's a mother's unwavering determination. Thinking back to my freshman year of college, I wanted to attend a tutoring program to learn a second foreign language, but had to give up because of the tuition fees. It's truly heartbreaking.

However, those economic problems are now a thing of the past.

I suppose these are the reasons why I chose to write novels even though I got into a university that others considered very good.

If I were to say what the significance of choosing this path is for me personally, I would say it helped me overcome the inferiority complex that inevitably arose because of my family.

I will definitely take this book seriously. Because there are still practical problems in life to solve... We need to pay for medical expenses every month, and our house is still rented. A few days ago, my two older sisters and I discussed that if we could buy a house, even just for the down payment, it would make our parents much happier.

After it's released, there will inevitably be fewer people. But regardless of whether you leave or not, I'm very grateful for your continued support. Every click, every favorite, or every flower, monthly pass, or review makes me feel very fulfilled.

I hope that the stories I write can bring joy to everyone, and also bring joy to myself.

Enjoyment is my guiding principle in writing.

I hope you will enjoy the story I'm about to share.

Due to the author's limited skill level, there may be minor flaws, but I hope that overall, you will still find this to be a worthwhile book to read.

Thank you all for your company. I hope you can continue to walk with me, witness the protagonist's story, and also witness my story.

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