Do you like Yu-Gi-Oh even if it's like this?

"Oh!"

Another hard blow, and I could feel my skull cave in.

Warmth, pain, coldness, numbness.

--Very good.

… I was doing something wrong and some kid stepped up to stop me.

This kind of thing is really great.

"Do not!!!!"

——However, at the same time, there were also screams filled with grief.

It had to be Alice's voice—there was no one left here and now who would grieve over my impending death except her.

"Berta! Stop! Stop!!!"

"This is the last one--Hey!!!"

As if he was getting excited, Berta squeezed the white and bloody joints tightly, and then delivered the final blow.

——That’s really great.

"Oh!"

But the pain did not come.

——It doesn’t mean that I’m dead. The familiar feeling of standing in front of the Garden of Eden or the underworld did not come to me.

…but there was a body blocking me and taking the hit.

"...Teacher?"

It’s not like you’re calling me… I’m almost used to it.

Alice was stained red like eyeshadow by the blood I splashed, and in my hazy vision she looked like a red spider lily from hell.

"Teacher, please get out of the way - he is very dangerous. If we don't kill him now..."

"What are you going to do to my Master?!!"

With her elf physique, she seemed to be fine - her voice was full of energy, and the anger and anxiety in it were clear through the paper.

"teacher……?"

The strange look seemed to frighten the two children.

“… You can’t do this.”

I stretched my shoulders out from behind her, overcoming the pain and dizziness, and hung myself behind her, whispering in her ear:

"As a teacher, you cannot make your students feel this level of insecurity."

"……Owner?"

A tear appeared in her eyes - for a moment, it seemed that the gentle, tolerant, yet warlike and righteous spider had returned.

but……

"...So, you have to eliminate the dangerous factors from them, right?"

——Protecting dangerous factors is something you absolutely cannot do, Alice.

"【Black Moon's Low Tide】."

Let's use this last class to learn well, new teacher (laughs)

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Chapter 371 Asking for Leave

I'm going back to my hometown to attend a funeral these two days, so I may not have time to update.

The 30 years of mental retardation are coming to an end... Actually, when I was a kid, I would react to swear words like "mentally retarded", after all, I really knew people of the same generation who had mental retardation. As a result, my own use of the word "mentally retarded" has been assimilated (laughs)

I was used to meaningless actions and meaningless words.

Ridiculous, ridiculous... Are we also meaningless to the truly omniscient and omnipotent God?

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Chapter 373 101 Two lines were knocked down (difficult to see)

Reverse black and it is still black.

......................................................

--wave.

The sound of waves lapping in the distance.

The counterpoint of "desert" is "ocean", and the moon, which is supposed to cause tides, also shows a black side that has never appeared in front of the earth.

The pitch-black darkness of evil hangs high in the sky, capturing the eyes with another kind of gravity that denies brilliance.

So, apart from the phosphorus candle for a moment, there is no second light here.

"..."

That golden hair, that vital wheat-wave-like hair, and the eyeshadow that was smeared with my blood—Alice stood on the reef floating in the tide, staring at me blankly.

"Turning the dark game upside down doesn't reveal where life is - or so it seems."

I straightened my blood-stained collar, and my windbreaker was stained with phosphorescence in the misty damp air.

[Black Moon’s Low Tide]

I reversed the original dark game of the moon and the desert after my emotions ran wild.

If the desert of the moonlit night represents unattainable ideals and dead reality, the ebb tide of the black moon represents the surging reality (waves) and the vanished dream (black moon).

The similarity is that, whether it is reefs or sand, the dead are blown away by the wind in the eternal night.

What changes, remains the same - the dark game is still the dark game.

A dark game that involves death, arbitrary decisions, and the separation of good from bad.

"What are you waiting for? It's your turn."

I pointed at her from a distance, just like every time I faced my duel opponent.

"...Master, do I have the right to refuse?"

"Okay, then I'll kill you and then your students."

I wiped the blood off the side of my cheek, and the scarlet blood also stained the card holder of my prosthetic hand and dragon shield, fixed by the tide and dried.

"..."

She looked at me with sad eyes and then held up the card.

——We have to fight even if we can’t win. That’s the sadness.

"I... activate the effect of [Malfa the Purifier] in my hand, Special Summon myself from my hand, and Special Summon [Alice the Purifier] from my deck!"

"Proliferating g."

"...I cover a card and the turn ends."

"It's my turn. I'm going to prepare to use the Wind Beast to eat Marfa, equip the Beast with the Brittle Blade, use the Witch's Little Green, and equip the Witch's Water Wheel Dance."

——I know, that card is Litany, so I don’t even need to activate the search effect of Little Green.

If it is eaten by the evil beast, Litany cannot be activated due to the existence of the evil beast on the field.

The attack power of the Wind Beast increased to 4700 because of the Brittle Blade. After Xiaolu's counterattack, it was counterattacked by the Brittle Blade again - that is, 9400, and was killed.

"..."

She stared at the cards in her hand, tears dripping down her cheeks in the smell of the ocean tide.

"How? - How do you feel about not being able to protect you and your students?"

"…The one I failed to protect was you."

I could hear some reluctance in her words.

But if you think you can find peace by pleasing me, then the danger you will face when you fail to do so is obvious.

"Battle phase."

Beating up the small fry is also part of the duel.

“…Is this all right?”

She wanted to say something in the end, desperately, trying to express something:

"You're going to kill us, you're going to kill all these people who have protected and fought so hard... Is that okay?"

"Just take it as your last words - what do you want to say?"

I have always been generous to the dying.

But the tide didn't think so. From her instep, the dark and cold spread up.

"Do you find the happiness of peace so unattainable?"

“When there are no external enemies, the happiness of peace and stability will collapse from within.”

“…Even if there are already two Udumbaras alive in the world, you want to become the third one?”

"It doesn't matter - in a world with God, the strength of a person doesn't matter."

"…Is that god also a 'woman' to you?"

"..."

I closed my eyes and nodded slightly:

"The power she possesses will prevent her from ever finding so-called peace, so she is not included in this list."

"Then tell me, what do you want?"

Alice almost begged, she no longer had a loud excuse to cut through the night sky.

"That's for you to answer."