Regarding the fact that my best friend is a magical girl

Seruno still refuses to allow people to withdraw Earth Crystal from the New World.

Evacuation is like logging out of a game server, except that after logging out, it is very likely that you will not be able to log in again. The more people log out, the higher the chance of this happening, so Seruno dared not bring it up easily.

"Then I'll set off."

Even so, I just closed my eyes on the sofa.

Since the new world is virtual, only consciousness can enter it; my body will continue to sleep in reality.

But if consciousness dies, the physical body might be brain dead.

Putting this absurd speculation aside, I entered a new world where darkness was spreading.

Suburbs.

Even the animal magical girls were nowhere to be seen. It was a desolate wilderness where the land was turning black, the trees were twisted and withered, and all the phenomena were exactly the same as those of the Eternal Night era.

I'm pretty sure that she only has Michelle's looks.

This place may not be a utopia, but it's a world that Michelle worked hard to create, a world where everyone could find happiness, and yet it's been maliciously defiled like this...

As a father, I can't accept this kind of thing!

"Serno, guide me to fight the witch!"

"You seem quite motivated. I'll provide you with the coordinates... However, you can't handle all the witches by yourself. The number of witches has already exceeded four digits, and we can't keep up with the rebellious magical girls."

This was to be expected, but it's not a reason for me to do nothing.

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step! Let's take it one step at a time!"

Perhaps while I deal with the witches, more people will be consumed by despair and turn into witches themselves, but if I do nothing, the situation will undoubtedly be worse.

Activate the teleportation to reach the first coordinate.

Surrounded by searchlights, the magical girls who had fought the witch lay on the ground, their injuries horrifying, with bones even protruding. But the raging witch, her eyes still red, continued to try to exterminate them with her magic.

"That won't do! You're not even a witch!"

A witch born from the absorption of a personality will inherit that personality's ears, traits, and memories. In other words, a normal witch is at least someone she can communicate with.

But this thing in front of me had clothes riddled with holes, and its gray and white hair was a mess. It hadn't absorbed anything at all before it rushed up and started biting people. Calling it a witch was an understatement; it was more like a mad dog. Even its magic was a jumbled mess...

She roared and fired magical missiles that looked like bones from her body. The strange trajectories of these missiles didn't go straight for me; instead, they arced through the air and locked onto me firmly...

Does her magic also possess a certain ability to guide and track?

I managed to dodge and parry the missiles, and finally couldn't help but complain.

"Hey, does this guy even have a brain?!"

The visual effects of this bone magic were terrifying; just imagining it made one grit their teeth in pain. Even though the wounds were still bleeding, she had no intention of stopping. Two bloody pieces of bone pierced through the skin and suddenly stabbed out from under her arms, transforming into sharp bone spikes...

"Won't you lose too much blood if this continues?"

Even in the virtual world, we must still adhere to the basic law!

Even for her sake, I should stop her from doing that.

“Agent, I’m using the perspectives of other magical girls to livestream your battle with the witch… Don’t lose.”

Just as I was thinking this, Ptolemy's voice came through my thought network.

"Hmph, I'm not so low as to lose to a witch of this caliber in a one-on-one situation!"

I tried to use the defensive bubble to block the bone knife that she thrust out at my arm, but it didn't have the power I expected. After easily blocking it, I locked the bone witch in the bubble cage.

"This guy is too weak."

However, figuring out how to subdue her is the problem.

Even if they can be imprisoned for a time, there will always be a time when they break free.

"Should we just kill her?"

“No, I can freeze it here,” Seruno said.

"Can the consciousness of witches be frozen? Then why let them run wild in the new world?"

"Not yet, these witches are all influenced by Michelle."

Sure enough, this crazy behavior is inextricably linked to counterfeit goods.

"Then what should I do?"

"By severing their connection with Michelle and reconnecting their consciousness to the thought network, you could theoretically bring them under control and perhaps even restore their senses."

Unplug one network cable and then plug in the other.

"Hmm, how do we get them connected to the thought network?" I continued to ask.

“I will make direct contact with their consciousness for a period of time, and then I will use you as a relay to establish a new connection with them... The rest is up to Miss Terra.”

Seruno spoke haltingly, clearly merely repeating Terra's words.

Despite being the leader of the group's consciousness, she lacked independent judgment and decision-making power, always seeking opinions from below, like a puppet emperor without real power...

Perhaps this isn't just my imagination?

That's normal; her personality isn't suited to being a leader.

Reaching through the bubble cage, I placed my hand on the Bone Witch's forehead, waiting for the Earth Crystal to use my contact to drag her into the mind network and seal her away...

"Well?!"

Suddenly, the bone in my hand burst through my skin and shot towards my face like a bullet.

This guy can even manipulate the bones of those he touches?!

So that's how those magical girls got their injuries...

The defensive bubble no longer blocked my body, so the flight helmet was broken.

But before the finger bones pierced my head, I used the modified rules to block them...

"Connected."

As the good news reached my ears, the Bone Witch gradually disappeared from my sight.

"I hope you don't come up with such a bad idea. A witch's body is not something to be touched casually."

Seruno apologized quietly, but my right hand was clearly unusable.

"Feel sorry……"

I ripped off my badly damaged helmet with my left hand, but then I remembered the live broadcast.

"Oh no, this is bad."

It seems the secret that the agent is Serino is about to be exposed.

Chapter 496 A Pour of Despair

(agent)

Realizing that the magical girls around him were still watching him, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"This is too complicated to explain, so it probably doesn't need much further explanation, right?"

I need to send as many witches as possible to be cryogenically frozen, and I also need to figure out how to deal with the black mud that collapsed from the sky. I don't have time to give a speech to a global audience right now. I'm not an actor, nor am I a politician. I'm... a father!

Daddy has to go save my daughter!

"Serno, give me the next coordinates."

"Wait a minute, the medical team is on their way. Do you really intend to continue fighting with a hand crippled?"

"Too……"

The injury to my right hand is quite troublesome.

A jet helicopter belonging to the association slowly descended overhead, the branches and leaves of the beech tree swaying violently in the pitch-black environment, appearing like ghosts.

"They arrived quite quickly."

The coordinates aren't latitude and longitude lines, so I'm not entirely sure where I am right now, but judging from the skin color and language of the magical girls around me, as well as the environment and climate, this should be in Eastern Europe.

The crew members who jumped off the plane scattered to take care of the injured magical girls, but the lady in the white coat with a halo and glasses who was in the lead came straight to me.

She even saluted; could she be a soldier?

She has very fair skin, but her features are delicate and pretty like those of an Asian.

“We are a medical unit from the Siberian branch… Um, should I call you ‘Agent’ or Seruno?”

Her voice resonated through the network of thought, so no translation was needed.

"To be clear, just call me your agent."

"Then, Miss Agent, please allow me to examine your injuries."

She frowned as she stared at my right hand, where the finger bones had been removed, but still said, "My magic can restore your hand to its original state, but it might be a little... painful and itchy, and even anesthesia won't suppress it."

"It's alright, what kind of magic is it?"

"I can significantly enhance your self-healing abilities for a short period of time, utilizing the inherent characteristics of a magical girl to recover..."

No matter what kind of injury a magical girl suffers, her body will recover to its perfect state, and even severed limbs can regenerate. The magic of this magical girl in front of us amplifies this function.

"This is exactly what I need, come on."

Witches possess stronger self-healing abilities than magical girls, and this regenerative ability is amplified within a witch's domain. The darkness permeating the new world has somewhat the effect of a witch's domain...

"hiss--"

Accompanied by the excruciating pain and intense itching of bone and flesh growing back, my hand returned to normal in an instant.

The bespectacled magical girl patiently checked everything again, even moving the halo above her head to her eyes for illumination, before finally letting out a sigh of relief after confirming that everything was alright...

"It seems to be a success."

"Oh? Yes, thank you."

Try moving your fingers and then opening a wormhole at the next coordinate.

"I'm off to deal with the next witch."