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Marisa stood there like a statue, a complex expression of shame, shock, and despair flashing across her face.

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"My life depends on you!"

Marisa pounced towards Zhou Yuan suddenly. Her black witch hat hung crookedly on her head due to the violent movement, and her golden ahoge swayed left and right with her exaggerated movements.

She hugged Zhou Yuan's arm tightly, and her fingers under the black lace gloves tightly grasped the cuffs of his windbreaker, like a drowning cat grabbing a life-saving straw.

"I can't get married anymore, wuwuwu!"

Her voice was filled with exaggerated crying, but there was a cunning light flashing in her golden eyes. She was obviously taking advantage of the situation.

There was still a blush on her fair cheeks from the "surgery", which was particularly obvious under the cold light of the laboratory.

Zhou Yuan was speechless for a moment, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his violet eyes.

The black windbreaker opened slightly due to the sudden pull, revealing the dark shirt underneath.

He subconsciously wanted to pull his arm back, but stopped when he saw Marisa's red eyes——

Although I knew that this guy was probably acting, he was still in the wrong first.

"What on earth do you want to do..."

He sighed and shook his head, with a hint of resignation in his voice.

His slender fingers gently rubbed his temples, and the hem of his black windbreaker swayed slightly with his helpless movements.

Seeing this, Marisa immediately became more aggressive and almost hung herself on Zhou Yuan:

"I don't care! Since you've seen me naked, you have to take responsibility!"

Her voice suddenly rose, and her black boots made a crisp sound on the floor.

"Patch can testify!"

Patchouli, who was standing beside her, pushed her glasses elegantly, a hint of amusement flashing in her amethyst eyes.

The wide sleeves of the witch's robe covered the corners of her slightly upturned mouth, but the crescent moon swaying in her hair still revealed her good mood.

"But if you really think so..."

Zhou Yuan's voice suddenly lowered, and a complex light flashed in his violet eyes.

His slender fingers gently brushed Marisa's blonde hair, his movements incredibly gentle.

"I wouldn't refuse...Alas~"

The last sigh was so light that it was almost inaudible, but it instantly made the air in the laboratory freeze.

Marisa froze in her tracks, her golden pupils shrinking drastically, obviously not expecting such a response.

The star ornaments on the black witch's hat jingled with her dull expression, sounding particularly crisp in the silent laboratory.

Chapter 100 What do you mean by not in this world?!

Marisa tossed the Sealing Scroll in her hand out of boredom, the Command Seal flickering faintly with a dark red light within the scroll.

Those little white hands drew graceful arcs under the light as she threw and caught, as if venting her resentment for being cursed.

"Speaking of..."

She suddenly stopped moving, a glint of light flashed in her golden eyes, and the star ornament on the black witch's hat swayed gently as she turned her head.

"Is there one last person missing from this Holy Grail War?"

The air in the laboratory seemed to stagnate.

Patchouli pushed up her glasses, a trace of thought flashing in her amethyst eyes;

Zhou Yuan also looked at her, very interested in what she said next.

"You said..."

Marisa's voice suddenly lowered, carrying a hint of mystery, and her fingers unconsciously stroked the edge of the scroll.

"Could it be that bastard priest himself?"

Her fingertips exerted a slight pressure when she said the word "Father", leaving a shallow crease on the scroll.

This conjecture was like a stone thrown into calm water, instantly causing ripples.

Zhou Yuan nodded without comment, and his slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a dull sound.

"It is indeed possible,"

His voice was low, and the collar of his black windbreaker swayed slightly as he leaned forward.

"But this is just speculation."

A sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Until we find solid evidence, we'd better be cautious."

Marisa curled her lips, and her golden ahoge drooped listlessly.

She was about to retort when she saw Patchouli had already opened a thick ancient book, and the jeweled hair accessories in her purple hair were shining mysteriously in the candlelight.

"anyway,"

The witch's voice was calm and restrained, and her slender fingers gently stroked the magic circle on the page.

"We all need to prepare for the worst."

She raised her head, the flickering candlelight reflected in her purple eyes.

"After all, anyone who can set up such a situation is definitely not a good person."

But somehow, Patchouli's gaze lingered on Zhou Yuan for a moment, and she pursed her lips as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

"but..."

Her slender fingers gently stroked the gilded spine of the magic book, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her amethyst eyes.

The wide sleeves of the witch's robe swayed slightly as she thought, and the jeweled hair accessories in her hair shimmered in the candlelight.

"Through that Command Spell, we can conduct reverse tracking."

She finally spoke, her voice soft but with a hint of solemnity.

"At least it won't be so passive anymore."

"What are you waiting for!"

Marisa perked up immediately upon hearing this, the flame of fighting spirit igniting in her golden eyes.

She suddenly jumped up from the chair, her black boots making crisp sounds on the floor.

"Let's quickly find where that bastard priest is."

She waved her fist, drawing a sharp trajectory in the air.

"And then give him a good beating!"

Patchouli just rolled her eyes at her and shook her head slightly.

Her purple hair flowed like water as she moved, emitting a mysterious luster in the candlelight.

Zhou Yuan keenly noticed the strangeness in her eyes, frowned slightly and asked:

"What's wrong, Patchy? Is there something wrong?"

The witch sighed softly, her slender fingers unconsciously tightening the cuffs of her sleeves.

She hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly:

"If that were possible, I would have done it a long time ago..."

Her gaze fell on the scroll in Marisa's hand, and an elusive and complex look suddenly flashed in her purple eyes.

The lights in the laboratory flickered strangely at this moment, casting flickering shadows on her delicate profile.

"The first moment I got that Command Seal,"

Patchouli's voice lowered, with a hint of disbelief.

"I tried to use the divination technique of elemental magic to detect..."

Zhou Yuan leaned forward unconsciously, and the hem of his black windbreaker swayed gently with his movements.

A hint of curiosity flashed in her violet eyes:

"How is the result?"

Patchouli took a deep breath, her expression becoming extremely complicated.

Her slender fingers gently stroked the surface of the crystal ball. The mist inside the ball twisted strangely, and no clear image could be formed.

"The divination results tell me..."

Her voice was so soft that it was almost a whisper.

"The other party doesn't exist in this world, or..."

She raised her head, her amethyst eyes staring directly at Zhou Yuan, and said word by word:

"Not in this timeline."

The air in the laboratory seemed to freeze at that moment.

The scroll in Marisa's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter", which sounded particularly harsh in the silent space.

Zhou Yuan's pupils shrank slightly, and he was obviously surprised by this answer.

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"W-What do you mean it's not in this world?!!"

Marisa suddenly slammed the table and stood up, the star ornament on the black witch hat swaying with her excited movements.

Her golden pupils shrank slightly, as if she had some bad associations:

"Could it be that the guy I saw was a ghost?!"

Patchouli gave him a speechless look, a hint of helplessness flashing in her amethyst-like eyes.

The wide sleeves of the witch's robe swayed gently as she held her forehead:

"Let's not talk about the fact that you once lived in a fantasy village full of monsters and ghosts, and you said you were afraid of ghosts..."

She deliberately dragged out the tone.

"You're making connections a lot, aren't you? I haven't finished yet!"

Marisa, who was caught, stuck out her tongue playfully and twisted her fingers together unconsciously.

The fear in her eyes had long been replaced by cunning, and she was flashing with the color of an unfinished interpretation:

"Okay, okay~"

She drew out the tone, and the black witch hat tilted slightly as she tilted her head.

"Indeed, even if it's a ghost, we wouldn't be afraid. It's not like we haven't fought it before."

Her thoughts naturally drifted to the ghost princess buried under the Journey to the West monster. The fierce barrage battle in her memory made her unconsciously straighten her chest.

Although she deliberately ignored the major contribution of a certain Hakurei shrine maiden in the battle and took all the credit on herself.

Patchouli didn't expose her boasting, but just sighed softly.

The crescent-shaped hair ornament in her purple hair shimmered in the candlelight. She turned her gaze to Zhou Yuan:

"Yuan, I have to ask you for help again. I don't have any techniques to cross worlds."

There was a rare hint of apology in her voice.

"I really can't help you."

But suddenly, a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in her amethyst eyes, and her slender fingers gently touched her chin:

“No, it’s not that there is no…”

The corners of her mouth curled up in a meaningful arc.

"Remember that little Outer God girl?"