Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

The unforgettable pain from hundreds of years ago can still be vaguely felt when I think about it now.

"You said this is closely related to the fate of both of us, so..."

"After I die, you will no longer belong to this world. Without my magic power to sustain you, you will be directly wiped out and deleted by this world." Cecilia explained.

Baichuan couldn't help but get nervous after hearing this.

"So you said before that you can protect me from death, but if you are killed by the Saint, I will die with you, right?"

"Yes."

"So, you want me to be your shield and help you deal with this saint?"

"Not really," Cecilia came over and clicked on the cross on the saint's neck on the computer screen, "You should have seen this cross, right?"

When Cecia pointed and asked this question, Baichuan instantly recalled: "This cross belongs to Jackie. So, she is also one of the people who are hunting you?"

No wonder, Shirakawa didn't log Jackie into the app for saving fallen girls on his phone before.

"Her cross can indeed counteract my power. As for whether she is one of those 'saints', I don't know. That's why I asked you to ask about Jackie's situation so that you can prepare for the situation."

"Jackie..." Baichuan recalled the little things between him and Jackie. She was more like a punk cool girl, not a saint.

"She should be fine. Let me look through these clips for clues."

In order to prevent Cecilia from being killed inexplicably, Baichuan began to replay the videos, watching them patiently and looking for all kinds of unreasonable and strange places.

Seeing Baichuan looking over his memories again and again, with such carefulness and concentration for the lives of both of them, Cecilia's emotions that had taken root in school began to stir again.

That feeling was like a small light bulb, emitting a faint glow in her dark heart. Cecilia could only cover it with her hands to hide the light, but if she was not careful, the light would slip out through her fingers.

Simply put, she can endure it, but once her powerful mental strength as a god relaxes, she will lose control.

First, in the medieval scene, Shirakawa pressed the pause button when the saint kicked the door open and called out to Cecilia.

"Do you know that saint?"

"I do not know."

"That's not right," Bai Chuan replayed the scene over and over again, "She kicked the door open and yelled your name, which means she came here with a clear purpose, to find you. Either she knew you before, or she has heard of your name."

"I never use my real name when I go out to eat." Cecilia said, unconsciously moving her body closer and putting her hand on Baichuan's shoulder.

"Then she must have known you before. She hated you so much. Did you seduce her husband or boyfriend? Think carefully..."

"Hmm..." Cecia thought for a moment, "It's been hundreds of years, I really can't remember it."

"alright."

Baichuan felt that he was really unlucky to have met such a god after traveling through time.

He continued to play the video over and over again, and soon he found the biggest suspicious point.

"These saints seem to be the same person." Baichuan said.

"How is that possible? They all look different, and these hunts spanned a hundred years. It's impossible for these humans to live to this age. It doesn't make sense."

"I don't believe in common sense, I only believe what I see and what I analyze," Baichuan continued to explain.

"These people's clothes and opening remarks are exactly the same. At first I thought they passed down these props and were specially trained to look like this, but look at this."

Baichuan captured all the images of the Saint's first appearance in every memory as photos and placed them on the computer desktop for reference and comparison.

The way these women stood, how they held their holy swords, and even the placement of their five fingers were exactly the same.

Even their temperaments are very similar.

“Although they look different, I always feel like they are the same person.”

Shirakawa trusted his instincts.

"Then how did they become the same person?"

"It's these holy objects, the holy sword, the clothes, the cross. Wearing them should be able to transfer souls or something, similar to the existence of artifact spirits. Maybe that's the case, I can't really say."

Baichuan could only analyze up to this point. The remaining possible inferences still needed to be supported by evidence, otherwise it would easily distort the entire inference information.

This concerns the life and death of Cecilia and herself, so we can't jump to conclusions.

"By the way, Cecia, what is your earliest memory?"

Baichuan wanted to know when exactly she appeared in this world.

This saint may be related to the origin of Scythia.

"I can't remember." Cecilia shook her head.

Could it be that Cecilia has Alzheimer's? Why can't she remember anything?

Baichuan complained silently in his heart.

"In short, as long as you don't appear in the real world, she shouldn't be able to do anything to you."

Baichuan knew that as long as Cecilia snapped her fingers, she and the entire grocery store would enter the dark void.

That saint can't be a void walker who appeared directly from the void and killed Cecilia.

"Is that so..." Cecilia still felt a little uneasy.

After all, that saint had the means to kill herself.

It has been hidden in this neon country for some time, but I didn't expect that the holy cross would appear again.

"Also, could you please take your hand away? It hurts my shoulder."

Cecilia then realized that her hands were pressing Baichuan's shoulders so hard that her nails were almost digging into Baichuan's flesh.

She quickly pulled her hand away.

Baichuan rubbed his shoulders and stretched. "If there is nothing else, I will leave first. I still have to deal with the Nagasaki Club. Don't show up in the real world during this period."

"Well, I'll let you know via the app if anything happens."

Baichuan made an OK gesture, turned around and left.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jackie sneak in beside Baichuan.

She had been hiding secretly at the door!

when?

Cecilia's scarlet eyes suddenly revealed a fierce light, and the footsteps behind her appeared in unison, pointing directly at Jackie.

I wish I could kill her completely in the next second.

Jackie's blue-green eyes met Cecia's, and she wasn't nervous at all.

Baichuan was panicked.

If those holy objects really have spirits, then Jackie, wearing that cross, is now the saint hunting Cecilia.

What on earth should we do now?

141. I'm just joking, don't take it seriously

"Well," Baichuan stepped forward and stood between Jackie and Cecilia.

He gently pushed down the spider leg that was facing Jackie with his fingers, blocking in front of Jackie and protecting her behind him.

"Calm down, calm down, Cecia. She doesn't have the holy sword and she won't pose a threat to you."

Cecilia didn't listen and continued to stare at Jackie.

Jackie saw the silver cross on her chest glowing slightly.

It turned out to be the case.

Most of Jackie's mother's relatives are religious, and this cross is also a "talisman" given to her by her aunt.

They also taught me that eliminating witches is their mission passed down from generation to generation, and that you should take over this mission when you grow up.

Jackie ignored all the preaching, saying that witches and holy swords sounded like fairy tales.

Who would believe it!

But unexpectedly, here, Jackie actually saw the so-called witch in the story.

Moreover, it seems that Shirakawa has a close personal relationship with this "witch".

Just based on this point, I feel that this witch is not so evil.

interesting.

Jackie ignored Cecilia and asked Baichuan, "Xiaobai, I have a question for you. You have to answer truthfully, otherwise I will kill Cecilia." Jackie flicked the cross on his chest, making a light and crisp sound.

"You!!" Cecia was furious. In her own home turf, a human dared to speak so arrogantly that he wanted to destroy her. This really damaged the self-esteem of God.

But she didn't dare to take action, as she didn't know what tricks Jackie had.

Her heart was beating fast, and the tiny hairs on her spider legs were puffing up and standing upright.

This was the second time since she became a god that she had felt such great fear and such great emotional fluctuations. (The first time was when she first fought the Saint in the Middle Ages.)

"Don't be impatient, Cecia. It's not good for anyone if you two end up hurting each other."

One is the god who gives you props, and the other is a "good friend" who has helped you many times.

The palms and backs of the hands are all made of flesh, and Baichuan certainly doesn't want them to fight.

"Ah, Jackie, just ask."

"What do you think of me?" Jackie asked.

Jackie has a way of judging people, so she can naturally build good relationships with others.

But Baichuan always made her feel a little strange, which made her unable to figure out what he was thinking.

"I've always considered you a good friend...a comrade-in-arms who fought side by side with me." Baichuan spoke truthfully.

Shirakawa re-examined the girl in front of him. She was wearing light makeup, and her fluffy yellow short hair was gathered into a short braid. Her blue-green eyes looked particularly cute.

Fascinating indeed.

"Then..." Jackie leaned forward and tapped her white cheek with her index finger, "Give me a kiss as a proof of our 'friendship'."

"Ah?" Bai Chuan was confused. "What kind of proof is this?"

"Don't you know? This is the etiquette where we are..." Jackie said seriously, with a slight smile on her lips, like a little devil.

Come to think of it, Baichuan had heard about the Western customs of cheek kissing, kissing, hugging, etc.

"Can't I give you a hug..." It was a bit awkward in front of Cecilia.

"No, as long as you prove our "friendship", I will let Cecia go."

"Really?"

"Really? A friend of a friend is also a friend! You proved that we are friends. Doesn't that mean Cecilia is also my friend?"

"ok, ok, I got it."

Baichuan put his hands on Jackie's shoulders and looked at Jackie.

I have to say, Jackie's appearance gave Baichuan a sense of freshness.

The rebellious cool girl turned into an innocent girl.

Those blue-green eyes blinked as if they could speak.

"You're so hesitant. Are you afraid? Do you want me to close my eyes?"

"You let me brew some feelings."

"What's there to be brewing about? It turns out that East Asians are introverted and timid." Jackie laughed and sneered, not realizing that her cheeks were already red.

It is especially obvious against her white skin.

Baichuan slowly moved his lips closer and was about to kiss the red cheek, but unexpectedly Jackie tilted her head slightly, and their lips touched lightly and they kissed lightly.

I could feel the warm touch of her lips.