I'm a fox girl, I took over the job of the Night Demon Queen

The heating system at home broke when I went home this time, but I didn't repair it because the temperature at home will be adjusted overall next year. My room has been very cold, and I've caught a cold two or three times during this period. I had a headache yesterday, probably because of a minor cold. Today I slept all day and felt OK in the afternoon, so I thought I could write. As a result, I took a break after finishing the previous chapter, and then started coding the next chapter, but I couldn't write anything halfway through. My temperature was also a little high (I didn't run around, and there are few cases in small areas, so I don't have to worry about pneumonia). I've taken medicine and my mother has ordered me to hand over my computer. I'm sending this leave application before I can't touch the computer and go to bed.

It's been like this for two days in a row, I'm really sorry, but I will really finish it, believe me.

268. Won’t you arrest me?

The end of the light system is the control of time. Healing magic is essentially a technique to accelerate time, and this is only applicable to the body that can provide so much vitality. For the little girl Lily who is lying here at the moment, there is not so much vitality to waste. After all, she is not the Elder Toad, and there is no such thing as extending one second.

However, these were just Amiya's one-sided words. Judging from the prejudice against the church revealed in her previous words, it might be intentional slander.

From the saint's point of view, light magic does not have the side effects that Amiya said, and the cult did not hide the truth. Gwendolyn wanted to refute it, but she couldn't.

Her eyes involuntarily went to Yazi. Death from treatment with light magic had indeed happened before, and it was deeply engraved in her mind.

No objection?

Raising her eyebrows, Hollyanna was surprised at Gwendolyn's silence, but no matter how it happened, it was an unquestionable fact that light magic had benefited many people, and she should treat it as a double-edged sword before discussing it. The most urgent task was to save the girl's life. Her brother Harry was watching the two quarreling and was so anxious that tears were about to come out.

"We should stop the bleeding and pain as soon as possible. But if we can't use light magic, how can we promote healing? We don't have a wood or water magician here."

Having been with Winnie for many years, Hollyanna is very clear about the aura of wood and water mages. Although Amiya's attributes are still shrouded in mystery, the question of whether it is true or not has an answer.

"Also, the bones in the lower part of the arm have cracked and broken into small pieces that have pierced into the flesh. How can we remove them? If we do surgery under these conditions, there will probably be an infection."

A doctor becomes a wise one after long illness. During years of practice, Yazi often suffers from various bruises and swellings. He is also very familiar with surgical treatments. With the influence of Jiang Lan, he knows that wounds should be treated in the cleanest place possible, otherwise it will be very dangerous.

"this......"

As if she just remembered this suddenly, Amiya twitched the corner of her mouth.

"You haven't thought about it."

Ako also twitched her lips along with Amiya.

"Stop talking nonsense. Of course I know about this. Really, it's all because the letter wasn't clear enough. I didn't expect it to be such a serious situation. If I had known, I wouldn't have brought you here."

How many words can a child from the slums know? It was already a stretch for Amiya to know the general situation by relying on those scribbled characters and guessing. She thought it was a simple bone correction, but she didn't expect it to be such a difficult situation, so difficult that it couldn't be cured without some special means. What's more, there happened to be a nun from the Order of Light standing next to her.

"What are you talking about? Let's all work together to find a solution..."

"Shut up and just watch carefully. Also, I have a kind heart and have never done anything bad. Even if you find out, you have to help me keep the secret, especially a nun like you."

Amiya had forced herself into such a bad situation. She really wanted to give herself a good beating for inviting them to walk together not long ago. It was all her fault for being obsessed with Ako's masculine beauty. No, it was the feminine beauty that made her do such a stupid thing now.

If she wanted to avoid being exposed now, she had no choice but to deal with Lily in a perfunctory manner, but her conscience did not support her doing such a thing. She had no choice but to give up and stared at Gwendolyn Amiya with a bad face.

If you dare to report me, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost, you running dog of the Order of Light.

Without waiting for the confused Gwendolyn to answer, Amiya turned around, placed her hand on Lily's lower arm, and whispered a spell. As her hand slowly moved downward, dark magic power continued to surge out. As her palm opened and clenched, the broken bones that were originally stuck in the flesh appeared in her hand, and the dislocated main bone returned to where it should be.

"Witch doctor..."

Seeing how Amiya took out the bone fragment out of thin air and feeling the dark magic, Gwendolyn couldn't help but murmur as her mind was shaken.

Gwendolyn's words startled her so much that she shivered and then managed to calm herself down, spreading the broken bones on the gauze beside her. Amiya moved her hand up to her elbow. Since her wound had already been seen, she no longer tried to hide it. With all her strength, Lily's wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. If it weren't for the ominous magic power gathering at the wound, one would have thought it was light magic at work.

"Hey, hey, Gwendolyn is not allowed to use healing magic, why are you using it yourself?"

The young man said anxiously, and Hao Lianna couldn't help but hold her forehead.

"Haven't you figured it out yet? Amiya is a user of dark magic. If I'm not mistaken, it's the necromancy of the dead. She can bring the dead back to life, and she has always appeared in the form of evil magic. I didn't expect that there is such a use for it. Magic is really amazing."

"I was wondering why it felt familiar. It turned out to be dark magic. Huh? Weird, why am I so familiar with dark magic?"

The words came out without thinking, and the moment they came out, Yazi found something strange.

"Maybe he's used to being chased by the undead."

Since you are a demon, of course you are familiar with it, you bastard Yazi. Not wanting Yazi to continue to delve into this issue, Hao Lianna complained in her heart but evaded the question.

"Ah! I don't want to get used to something like this."

"Eh? You guys..."

Amiya's red eyes flashed with surprise, and she didn't know what to say for a moment. She didn't know if she was too nervous or if these guys were too strange. Shouldn't she report them and take them to the temple immediately when she met a user of necromancy? When she used necromancy to heal Lily, she had planned in her mind that she would knock out these three guys and run away after it was done.

Of course, that is if she, a half-baked necromancer, can do it.

"Why can necromancy be used but light magic cannot? What's the principle?"

Gwendolyn pondered for a moment before asking Amiya a question, her words full of curiosity.

"Because dark magic can operate in space, it can aggregate the callus tissue in the human blood to achieve the same effect as healing magic. Although there is damage, it is much less than that caused by light magic. Even Lily can withstand it now. Wait, this is not the question you should ask now. Don't you have any hostility towards me at all?"

She answered the question subconsciously, and at the end Amiya roared. Everyone could see that she was a necromancer and a witch doctor wanted by the church for thousands of years, but she had no intention of exorcising demons and defending the way of faith. It was okay for Yazi and Hollyanna, but you, a nun, were the same. You even asked about the principle with great interest.

“That’s really weird.”

"Why are you hostile? Amiya, you haven't done anything bad. A knife is not inherently dangerous. It all depends on how it is used. Amiya is a good kid. Even if you use necromancy, it won't be a problem."

Tilting his head, Yazi answered as if it was a matter of course.

"Well, I've done worse things, so I don't care about these anymore."

He had even sheltered the upper-class demons in the temple, in full view of everyone, and under the glory of the goddess, so sheltering a kind-hearted witch doctor shouldn't be a problem.

"Anything more outrageous? Have we ever done anything like that?"

"No, I just said it casually."

"...You guys are really weird."

He kept repeating that the three of you are so weird, and Amiya felt relieved when she heard it.

Now, there will be no problem, and they won't be exposed. Looking at the three people opposite who were also grinning foolishly, Amiya's heart was finally at ease. In her joy and relaxation, she forgot that there were more than just four of them here.

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"Will this really allow my sister and I to escape from this damn slum forever?"

Holding the burning crystal in his hand, the boy asked the man in the shadows a question while watching the scene of Amiya rescuing Lily which was playing in a loop.

"Why are you still asking this question now? This is your only chance to change your fate. You are very clear about this, right? It's a choice between suffering humiliation in this dark alley or living a dignified life on the sunny road."

It suddenly flashed behind the boy and pushed him out of the alley. The sunlight without any haze poured down on him, so warm and peaceful.

"Breathe in, this sweet scent, do you still want to go back?"

Looking back at the dark and damp alley, Harry greedily breathed in the fragrance of the sun.

And the price of such a future is just a little guilt.

With a fierce look in his eyes, Harry ran towards the temple.

#Sometimes it is like this, the person you are afraid of is really doing you good, but the person you are helping will stab you in the back. #

ps: I am physically and mentally exhausted, good night.

Currently still counting 4/12

269. Perception is always contrary to facts

In this world, good intentions are never rewarded.

Not long ago, she and a few new girls who could be called friends helped to save a dying girl, and they had a great chat. However, after only staying in the city for a day, she was captured by the knights of the order and tied to this cross to face the torture of fire.

There's nothing much to say about roasting a person, but a rabbit like this one should probably taste delicious. Add some cumin, spread it with sugar bran, and roast it until it turns golden brown. The kids next door will cry with envy.

I hope the smell of roasted donkey meat won’t be smelling by then, otherwise the stigma of Ami Donkey will probably never be cleared away in its lifetime.

What does roasted donkey meat taste like?

Phew, Amiya couldn't help but let out a laugh when thinking about this.

This is probably what we call finding joy in suffering.

It's really boring and uninteresting.

Lowering her eyes, the girl caught a glimpse of Harry, the boy she had helped not long ago. His rags had been changed into decent monk's clothes.

Instead of escaping from slavery and becoming a commoner, did he choose to go one step further and use the merit of informing on her to get on board the cult's ship?

He seeks profit and avoids harm. Years of living in poverty and hunger have trained his mind well and enabled him to seize every opportunity he can.

It doesn't matter even if you go against your conscience.

Thinking of this, Amiya couldn't help but sigh, and then wanted to laugh.

The two girls who played with her (ears) yesterday did not report it, and the nun from the sect did not report it either. In the end, it was the little boy who had helped her who exposed her identity as a witch doctor. It was really ironic.

But he was just a pawn of others. The key evidence was the video recorded in the crystal. Such high-end goods were definitely not something Harry could own. Everything was a trap set against her.

But apart from being able to use necromancy and being a witch doctor, she has nothing worth pursuing. So what is her purpose?

I moved here with my father in recent months and have been living outside the city. I have also concealed my identity as a witch doctor very well. I was not discovered until yesterday. After careful consideration, I don't think I have any major grudges against anyone.

So it has something to do with Yazi and the others?

In the engraved crystal, except for Gwendolyn's face, the other two people also appeared well. According to the methods of the cult, those who harbored the necromancer would be guilty of the same crime. Harboring a necromancer is enough to put them in jail.

It makes sense to think this way. Gwendoline is, of course, very feminine. Although Ako and Hollyanna are dressed like masculine beauties, if they let their hair down and put on women's clothes, they will definitely be stunning beauties.

The members of the cult were proud of their status and faith, and would not do anything to a witch doctor who practiced necromancy, but they would treat the three of them as if they wanted to eat them all up and train them to death.

It was me who implicated them.

But now she was helpless and unable to protect herself, and there was really nothing she could do. She could only hope that they could get out of trouble. After all, in terms of clothing and demeanor, the three of them were quite outstanding, and their backgrounds should be quite noble. No matter what, it was not her turn as a "witch" to worry.

And now, I am about to face my own end.

I never thought that I would die the same way as my mother.

Looking at the merciless expressions of the onlookers, Harry biting his lower lip with a hypocritical expression of a wounded conscience, and the knights of the Order walking slowly with torches in hand, Amiya slowly closed her eyes.

The fire was burning fiercely. The scorching flames burned the soles of her feet and the burning black smoke blurred her vision.

She had clearly never done anything bad, and even when using necromancy she had never desecrated the dead. On the contrary, she had been healing others. Power should be beneficial if used in the right way. It seemed that the belief her father had taught her since she was a child was wrong.

But there is no time to worry about those things, because everything will end at this moment.

perhaps.

"Put her down!"

A familiar voice came from behind the thick smoke.