Comprehensive anime illustrations, but all the beautiful girls in the group chat want to pay for you

His voice is like the warm sun in winter,

"Don't forget the damn curses on you—if you weren't bound by these constraints..."

Patchouli's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the eyes behind the lenses lit up briefly, but soon dimmed again:

"Don't comfort me, Yuan..."

She gathered her large witch robes, her voice as light as a feather falling to the ground.

"Some things... I've gotten used to them."

The gentle yet broken tone left Lily Ling stunned.

She looked at this man who could make her senior let down his guard curiously——

Zhou Yuan was concentrating on helping Patchouli tidy up her fallen shawl. His slender fingers moved through the dark purple fabric, his movements so skillful as if he had repeated them thousands of times.

"wrong!"

Patchouli's body suddenly stiffened, and her violet pupils suddenly contracted.

She slapped Zhou Yuan's hand away as if she had been electrocuted, her pale cheeks flushed red in an instant, and even her pointed ears were stained crimson.

"H-How are you so skilled?!"

The witch's voice rose an octave, a rare occurrence, and her large witch hat tilted to one side with her excited movements.

She frantically tried to straighten her messed-up collar, and a few scattered pieces of magical dust floated out from her wide sleeves.

"And this healing magic—"

She suddenly grabbed Zhou Yuan's wrist, her fingertips trembling slightly.

"This is clearly... an elemental healing magic that I created!"

The living room fell into an eerie silence.

The flames in the fireplace suddenly jumped higher, illuminating Patchouli's red face even more brightly.

This witch who had lived for over a hundred years now looked at a loss, just like a girl whose secrets had been exposed.

Lily Ling's single eye widened slightly, and she almost spilled the tea in her hand.

She watched the senior witch stamp her feet in shame and anger, her wide skirt fluttering like petals—

There was still some golden magic afterglow left by Zhou Yuan when he was tidying it up just now.

"P-Patchwork Lady?!"

The little devil poked his head out from behind the bookshelf, so frightened that he even forgot to flap his wings.

Zhou Yuan showed a fox-like smile, and deliberately hooked his fingertips on Patchouli's palm:

"Well...a certain witch would recite the spell in its entirety when she was talking in her sleep~"

"boom--!"

The entire Scarlet Devil Mansion suddenly shook violently.

It wasn't Flandre's prank, but rather a surge of magical energy coming from the library—

Countless ancient books were frantically turning pages in the purple magic storm, and crystal chandeliers were jingling.

"Zhou! Yuan!"

Patchouli's voice was squeezed out from between her teeth, and dangerous magic lightning lingered around her.

"You really sneaked into the library where I slept last night?!"

Lily Ling silently moved the chair back, and the little evil god had cleverly crawled under the coffee table.

Only Flandre clapped her hands excitedly:

"Patch is so beautiful when she's angry! Do it again!"

Zhou Yuan looked at the rampaging witch, but still smiled with ease.

He slowly took out a notebook from his pocket.

The cover clearly reads "Patchouli's Nighttime Spell Record (with a Sketch of Her Sleeping Face)".

"Would you like to listen to the recording from last night? You said a lot of interesting things..."

Before he could finish his words, a royal flame magic ball directly shattered the stained glass behind him.

Under the moonlight, Patchouli's figure chasing Zhou Yuan and the magical light spots flying all over the sky constitute the latest "nuclear peace" scenery of the Scarlet Devil Mansion tonight.

Chapter 69 Lily Ling: So this is actually happening?!

"Then, as the Little Evil God's contractor, I will take full responsibility for any damage she causes."

Garden Lily Bell stood up gracefully, the black gauze of her Gothic dress rippled in the candlelight.

As she bowed slightly, her reddish-brown twin ponytails fell over her shoulders. Her tone was gentle but firm and unyielding.

"Wait! Lily Ling! It's obvious that I was the one who was bullied the most by them--wuwuwu!"

Just as the little evil god jumped up to protest, Lily Ling's fingers clamped her mouth with the precision of a poisonous snake.

The reddish-brown single eye suddenly turned darker, and a few wisps of ominous black mist seeped out from the edge of the eye mask. The temperature of the entire living room instantly dropped to freezing point.

"Shut up."

Those two simple syllables made the air stagnate.

The little evil god's snake tail stiffened instantly, and all its scales exploded, trembling like a small animal targeted by its natural enemy.

Zhou Yuan's pupils contracted slightly——

At that moment, he clearly saw a distorted demonic shadow emerging behind Lily Ling, and the hideous outline disappeared in an instant.

Patchouli's magic book turned automatically without wind, and the pages rustled to the chapter recording the "Contract with the Higher Devil". The dark red runes on the parchment glowed faintly.

“No, no, no action!”

The little evil god instantly knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the marble floor, even the tip of his tail stretched straight.

"I'll go get that tail fixed and help clean up!"

Lily Ling then let go of her hand and in a blink of an eye returned to her quiet girlish appearance.

She gently adjusted her slightly tilted eye mask and gave everyone an apologetic smile. The terrifying sense of oppression just now disappeared.

"I made everyone laugh."

The crystal chandelier in the living room lit up again, and the flame in the fireplace resumed its normal rhythm.

Only the little evil god still maintained his sitting posture, and the tip of his tail twitched from time to time, proving that the horrifying scene just now was not an illusion.

……

"I'm sorry, but I probably don't have that much money to pay compensation."

Lily Ling sighed softly, her reddish-brown twintails swaying slightly as she shook her head, and there was a hint of helplessness in her tone.

Zhou Yuan and Remilia exchanged glances, and the two seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding—

This young female magician might be worth making friends with.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhou Yuan smiled slightly, his tone gentle,

"For Miss Lily Ling's sake, we can let this matter go unaddressed."

However, this sentence seemed to have touched a nerve in Lily Ling.

"That won't work!"

Her voice suddenly deepened, and a dangerous light flashed in her single eye, as if a dark flame was burning deep in her pupil.

"We absolutely cannot let that little evil god know that she can be irresponsible!"

For a moment, the air in the entire living room seemed to freeze.

Everyone in the Scarlet Devil Mansion:

"...???"

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"Uuuuuu——"

The blonde snake demon, wearing a crooked maid's hat and with two clear tear marks on her face, sobbed while wiping the shiny marble floor of the Scarlet Devil Mansion with a mop.

"Why would I do such a thing? Wuwuwu——"

However, Lily Ling did not take her away as she wished, but stood aside with her arms folded, a happy light flashing in her one eye.

She looked at the embarrassed appearance of the little evil god, and a dangerous arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"That's how it should be, little evil god."

The dark magician girl's voice was soft but unmistakable, her fingertips playing with a strand of reddish-brown hair.

"I interceded for you and changed your original 'dangerous' job."

She deliberately emphasized the word "dangerous".

"You should understand how hard money is to come by."

After saying that, she turned gracefully to face Zhou Yuan, the hem of her Gothic skirt drawing a perfect arc.

There was a proper smile on the corner of his mouth under the one-eyed man, and he was completely different from before.

"Thank you very much for having me."

She bowed slightly, the silver hair ornaments in her hair gleaming in the candlelight.

"Next, I will provide you with compensation in other ways."

Behind her, the little evil god's wailing suddenly rose an octave—

"Wait! Lily Ling! Are you going to leave me here?!"

Lily Ling waved her hand without even turning her head:

"Work hard and remember to eat on time."

Zhou Yuan looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly had a new understanding of the identity of "Devil's Contractor".

……

In the reception room far away from the hustle and bustle, the flickering candlelight casts a warm glow on the girl with long reddish-brown hair.

Lily Ling gracefully took off her black lace gloves, revealing the three blood-red Command Seals engraved on the back of her hands.

The strange patterns glowed ominously under the magic lamp, wriggling slightly like a living thing.

"I assume you are all familiar with the Holy Grail War?"

After she finished speaking, her gaze fell directly on Zhou Yuan, with a glimmer of insight in her single eye.

This man had never concealed his identity, so Lily Ling was very sure of her guess.

"I can help you win this war."

Her voice was calm and firm.

"As for that so-called wish...I'm not interested."

For a moment, the living room fell into a brief silence.

The magic lights crackled softly, casting shifting shadows on everyone's faces.

The girl's confident declaration seemed oblivious to the odd looks that flashed across the eyes of those present.

In the end, it was Zhou Yuan who broke the silence first, his tone was subtly teasing:

"It's really surprising... In this Holy Grail War, so many people actually disdain wishes?"

Remlia shook the red wine glass in her hand in confusion, her bright red eyes full of suspicion:

"Patch, this Holy Grail... is it really that terrible?"

Even she began to doubt whether there was something wrong with her cognition.