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An inexplicable thought flashed through his eyes, and his knuckles turned slightly white from the force.

"In this way..."

Her voice was a little dry.

"So, is this Holy Grail War meaningless?"

Having prepared for so long, solely focused on winning the Holy Grail War, she suddenly felt that all her efforts had been in vain.

"Rin, you don't have to do this."

Lily patted her shoulder gently, and the young knight's long golden hair shone brightly in the candlelight.

Her emerald eyes were filled with determination.

"In my opinion, it's better to make wishes come true yourself."

Her warm smile dispelled the gloom in the room like sunshine, making everyone present feel relaxed.

And in a corner where no one noticed, a white-haired flower magician was leaning against the window, the moonlight giving his handsome outline a silver edge.

A trace of nostalgia flashed in Merlin's violet eyes, and a gentle curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

(As expected, Liya was still the cutest when she was little...)

He sighed silently in his heart, and a fleeting magical flower bloomed unconsciously at his fingertips.

The flower turned into stardust and dissipated before it hit the ground, just like an innocent era that can never be returned to.

"I don't care about this matter."

The calming sound of the garden lily bells broke the brief silence.

She leaned lazily in the armchair, her reddish-brown eyes slightly narrowed under the eye mask.

The candlelight danced on her reddish-brown twin ponytails, casting a warm halo on her hair.

The girl wearing an eye mask slowly raised her hand, and her slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, the rhythm like some mysterious spell.

The sound of nails hitting the mahogany tabletop made a crisp sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet hall.

"but--"

Her tone suddenly turned cold, and her originally lazy sitting posture instantly straightened.

The lace edge of her black Gothic dress trembled slightly with her movements, and she exuded a dangerous aura.

"Someone actually wanted to take advantage of me..."

A cluster of blue flames suddenly ignited at her fingertips, and the flames drew dangerous tracks in the air, lowering the temperature around them by a few degrees.

The firelight shone on her delicate face, outlining a cold outline.

Lily Ling's eyes became sharp, and a dangerous light flashed in her single eye.

She snapped her fingers lightly, and the flame instantly turned into a blue butterfly, dancing on her fingertips.

"I can't condone this."

"Abby, what do you think?"

She turned to look at the blonde girl beside her, her tone softening slightly.

The flaming butterfly followed her movements and flew lightly towards Abigail.

"It's all up to the Master~"

Abigail smiled sweetly, her long golden hair glowing softly in the candlelight.

Her slender fingers gently twisted the hem of her skirt, and the blue flame butterfly was reflected in her azure eyes.

However, her gaze passed Lily Ling and looked directly at Zhou Yuan.

Those eyes, as blue as the deep sea, flickered with complex light, as if conveying some silent message.

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, completely different from her usual innocent image.

Lily Ling couldn't help but twitch her lips when she saw this, and her brows under the eye mask slightly frowned.

She reached out and gently flicked Abby's forehead, making a soft "pop" sound.

"ah!"

Abby let out a cute exclamation, covered her forehead with her hands, and pouted in grievance.

His usual innocence returned.

"You guy, I really don't know whose servant you are..."

Lily Ling sighed helplessly, but her tone was filled with undisguised fondness.

She reached out and ruffled Abby's blonde hair, her movements as gentle as if she were petting a kitten.

She turned to look at Zhou Yuan, with a hint of determination in her reddish-brown eyes.

The candlelight danced on the metal decoration of her eye mask, casting a cold light.

"Anyway, I will get to the bottom of this matter."

Her voice was not loud, but it was resounding.

"I'm always available to help if needed."

But then, the young lady of black magic seemed to suddenly remember something, and her slender fingers gently touched her chin, and her black lace gloves shone delicately in the candlelight.

"Speaking of..."

Her voice was hesitant, and her reddish-brown eye narrowed slightly.

"Is that little evil god still here?"

Lily Ling looked around, her eyes sweeping across the magnificent hall of the Scarlet Devil Mansion.

The firelight from the fireplace danced in her eyes, reflecting a rare hint of surprise.

Only then did she realize that a certain stupid snake hadn't come home to make trouble for so long—

There was no familiar wailing of "Yurisuzu-sama" or the sound of broken dishes. Instead, this abnormal silence was disturbing.

"Could it be that the guy has finally changed his personality?"

She muttered softly, her tone full of disbelief.

She stomped her black boots lightly on the carpet and looked up at Zhou Yuan.

"So...where is she now?"

"Little Evil God?"

Zhou Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and a look of confusion appeared in his violet eyes.

His slender fingers unconsciously stroked his chin, and the hem of his black windbreaker swayed gently as he turned around, drawing an elegant arc in the candlelight.

"Didn't she sneak back to your place?"

There was some uncertainty in his voice.

"I remember seeing her secretly eating snacks in the kitchen a few days ago..."

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously glanced towards the restaurant, as if he could see the scene of cheating through the wall.

"what?"

Lily Ling was stunned when she heard this.

"No, isn't she in your Scarlet Devil Mansion?"

Zhou Yuan pondered for a moment after hearing this. His fingertips tapped the tabletop lightly, producing a rhythmic sound.

"I haven't seen her these past few days..."

The two fell into silence at the same time.

The firewood in the fireplace suddenly burst into a cluster of sparks, which appeared particularly clear in the quiet hall.

But Lily Ling spoke first, her tone as relaxed as if she was discussing today's weather:

"That's fine, that stupid snake can't die anyway."

She waved her hands casually, her sleeves fluttering lightly with the movement.

"I guess he's running away from home again. He'll probably come back on his own once he runs out of money."

The mood changed so quickly that Zhou Yuan didn't know how to complain for a moment.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Lily Ling picking up the black tea as if nothing had happened. He really couldn't tell whether this guy was concerned about the little evil god or something else.

"Okay then, let's continue talking about what we just talked about."

……

At the same time, the protagonist, the little evil god, whom the two had just discussed, was lying in a hidden basement of the Scarlet Devil Mansion with a look of fear on his face.

In the dim room, there was only the dazzling white light of the operating lamp, which made her blue snake-like pupils shrink into thin lines.

Her entire body was bound with specially made magical ropes, firmly fixed to a cold metal bed.

The snake's tail slapped the bed weakly, and the friction between its scales and metal made a teeth-grinding sound.

"Don't be afraid~"

A young scientist with long brown hair walked out from the shadows, the hem of his white coat fluttering with his brisk steps.

Little Black Tower pushed up his reflective glasses, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"You can't die anyway, so let me study it carefully~"

The scalpel in her hand gleamed coldly under the light, and in the other hand she held a test tube filled with suspicious liquid, the green liquid bubbling.

"Help, help! Yurisuzu-sama!!"

The little evil god twisted his body in fear, and his voice became distorted due to fear.

"I'm really going to die this time! I'm definitely going to die!!"

The little black tower hummed happily, completely ignoring the wailing of the experimental subject.

She gently shook the test tube, and the liquid gradually turned a strange purple:

"Don't worry~ It will only hurt for three days and three nights at most~"

Chapter 97 Humanoid Self-Propelled Surveillance Camera——Marisa

“I’ve never found it enjoyable to be studied!”

Marisa was firmly fixed to the experimental chair by a special magic restraint belt, with the black witch hat hanging askew on her head, and her golden ahoge hair standing straight up like an antenna due to her violent struggle.

Her fair cheeks flushed red, her black boots made a harsh sound on the floor, and the metal chair legs made a teeth-grinding noise when rubbing against the ground.

"Also, although I know you mean well, Patchy,"

She bit her pink lips, her voice was filled with obvious shame and anger, and her golden eyes were shining with water.

"But can you please let him out!!!"

Marisa suddenly turned her head to look at Zhou Yuan who was standing beside her, and her movement was so big that her witch hat almost slipped off completely.

At this moment, her top had been completely unbuttoned and casually draped over the back of the chair, leaving only her close-fitting pure white bra, which was particularly eye-catching under the cold light of the laboratory.

The girl's fair skin glowed with a pearly luster, her delicate collarbone rose and fell with her rapid breathing, and the faintly visible muscle lines at her waist and abdomen showed off the magician's good figure that had been trained by years of riding a broom.

As a teenage girl, it is too embarrassing to be seen like this by the opposite sex.

"Relax, relax~"

Patchouli continued to adjust the magic instrument in her hand without looking up, her amethyst eyes staring intently at the jumping values ​​on the scale through the lenses.

The wide sleeves of the witch's robe swayed gently as she adjusted the instrument, and the crescent-shaped gem hair accessory in her hair flashed a calm blue light under the magic lamp.

"This guy is so experienced,"

She explained nonchalantly, her fingertips in white lace gloves flashing with lavender magic circles.

"I've seen a lot of women, I won't get aroused easily."

As she spoke, she adjusted her round-framed glasses, and the lenses reflected a ruthless cold light: