"Don't you want to touch me anymore, Miss Orange?" Beo was a little reluctant. He thought this kind of massage was pretty good.
"No, I still have a plan to think about. I'll play with you later." Orange shook his head and refused.
Beor was somewhat dissatisfied with the answer. It opened its mouth wide, revealing its fangs as sharp as daggers.
"Enemy? I really don't understand you. Just leave everything to me. We have a contract, right? I will bite all of Miss Orange's enemies to death."
"That being said, I still don't want to leave the fight with Aoko entirely to you..."
As she spoke, Aozaki Touko's voice suddenly lowered. She seemed to have suddenly figured something out, and her expression suddenly became a lot more relaxed.
"How could I have forgotten you? How foolish! Am I one of those old-fashioned people who thinks a familiar's power isn't their own?"
After a self-deprecating laugh, Orange looked seriously at the giant wolf in front of him, whose body was mighty and whose fur flowed like gold.
"Beo, the plan has changed. The battle against magic that I promised you will be postponed. I'll have to trouble you to deal with another magician first."
"Well, I don't mind. It's no problem if I bite one more to death." The giant wolf stretched out its beautiful long tongue and licked the edge of its lips.
"That's no problem now. Aether fiber will definitely not work on Beo. Even if it could connect, the mysterious weight is overwhelmingly stronger than the golden man-wolf."
But this creates a new problem.
"How can we deal with Yuju without Beo?"
In the final analysis, it is a matter of robbing Peter to pay Paul. Orange's current plan is a bit like Tian Ji's horse racing, except for the details.
Beo is a golden werewolf. Its existence is the natural enemy of magic and a trump card for victory.
Originally, Orange planned to use Beo to suppress Youzhu, but now he can only use it to eliminate the unknown magician. In this way, Youzhu can only be dealt with by himself.
"I hit Youzhu? This joke is not funny." Orange, who is very self-aware, sighed in distress.
"But...it's not completely impossible to win, if we can complete that transformation."
Thinking of this, Orange stood up and walked quickly towards the laboratory deep in the corridor, where the rare materials she had captured were located.
"I can't rest from now on. As long as I can complete that, I can hold off the witch even if I have to face her alone."
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at the same time.
On the other side, Aozaki Aoko looked speechlessly at Youzhu, who was full of murderous aura and had an expression of "I'm very angry", and was hesitant to speak.
She originally wanted to "interrogate" her roommate, asking why he went out alone every day and didn't tell her anything.
But now doesn't seem like the right time to speak.
"Qingzi, why haven't you slept yet?" Youzhu's eyes were filled with cold anger, his brows were furrowed, and his chest was heaving.
The tone, which was more than ten degrees colder than usual, made Qingzi shiver. Now she had no courage to question Youzhu's whereabouts and could only smile awkwardly.
"No, I'm already planning on going to bed. I'll go now."
"Wait a minute." The serious order interrupted Qingzi's raised right leg, forcing her to face the angry Youzhu again.
"Qingzi, I want to give you a piece of advice."
Unexpectedly, Youzhu did not mock her, but gave her a serious reminder.
"Qingzi, don't go out alone at night these days."
"What's wrong? What happened outside?" Qingzi's face changed. She knew Youzhu was not a person who would joke, and her reminder could not be ignored.
"It's the poison left by the dead apostles." Youzhu took off his heavy coat and walked towards the bathroom. "The remaining vampires have become even more crazy after the master's death. I was attacked on my way back tonight."
"What..." Qingzi was shocked. She knew what Youzhu meant.
"Perhaps it's because I participated in killing their master. I seem to be being targeted. This might be the reason why I was ambushed today."
"I can't guarantee there won't be an attack next, but they can't get into the mansion. So Aoko, you'd better not go out at night."
"They are not opponents you can easily defeat with your magic bullets."
After leaving this advice, Youzhu stopped talking, and her care for Qingzi ended there.
If Qingzi insists on going out, her life and death are her own responsibility, and Youzhu will respect her choice.
Chapter 20: Nun
The morning came again, and I woke up exactly the same as yesterday, but the world in front of me was still hazy.
Aiwen was already used to it, and he naturally and skillfully lifted the fur covering his body to greet the new day.
However, unlike the usual calmness, today there was a sound of mechanical structure collision outside the house, and the sound was regularly spaced and never stopped.
But Aiwen turned a blind eye to this abnormal situation and just tidied himself, took care of washing and meals as usual.
It was not until he took his schoolbag, pushed the door open and left that he turned around and looked at the back of the dilapidated house, where a dozen puppets were standing.
With their plain white skin, simple facial features and no hair, the existence of these dolls can easily evoke people's uncanny valley effect - that's how it is.
But no matter who comes, they will not feel any fear when seeing this scene.
Because these dolls are diligently digging the overgrown and uneven land, without even any tools, and they are digging with their bare hands.
That’s right, yesterday’s encounter was over in the blink of an eye.
It is difficult for humans captured by the [Branch of the Tree of Life] to resist the invasion and suppression of Aiwen's will, and puppets with only simple logical circuits have encountered their natural enemies.
It didn't even take a second. The moment they touched, the commands of the puppets were cleared, leaving them blank, just like when they first appeared.
Only the last chase of a puppet that kept running away took several minutes, but in the end, Aiwen gained more than a dozen workers with high-quality workmanship and centuries-old mysteries.
After catching all the dolls, Aiwen simply threw them next to the house and let them level the bumpy ground, with no intention of making them a fighting force.
"After they finish leveling the area around the house, have them level the path down the mountain as well. There are too many rocks on this path right now."
With the thought that the magician would scold her for wasting such a gift if she knew, Aiwen set out for school as usual.
He didn't care about last night's attack. In fact, even if he came with murderous intent, Aiwen would not respond with the same murderous intent.
To some extent, it may be a form of extreme superiority, and whether or not to retaliate depends solely on one's mood at the time.
Aiwen's understanding of killing behavior is very different from social common sense and is more primitive.
To live means to compete with each other, and it is inevitable that it will further develop into a fight. Life is like this, piled with blood, and then continues.
If I hunt the Dead Apostles because I hate them, then it is natural that someone would want to kill me out of lust.
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Today's route was different from usual. Aiwen took a long detour and came to the place where he killed the vampire last night.
He didn't know why he made this decision, but when he reacted, he saw the charred ruins of the building.
In today's era, the police's response is not fast enough, but after all, one night has passed, and they should have responded.
As expected, there were cordons around the collapsed building, and a large number of police officers were surrounding it, driving away passers-by who were watching nearby.
But there were some people who were not among those being driven away. Most of them were in ragged clothes and covered in dust. They either knelt or sat on the ground and cried without caring about their image.
They must be the family members of the deceased. Out of humanitarian considerations, the police turned a blind eye to them.
But the group of bystanders nearby was much more complex: there were office workers who remained silent, merely glancing sideways; there were elderly people buying groceries, whispering to each other and using it as a topic of conversation; and there were anonymous people who, demonstrating their empathy, laid bouquets of flowers for the deceased...
Aiwen just watched this scene from afar, without any ripples in his heart, even though these things were inseparable from him.
I can't empathize with them. I always feel like there's a screen between me and them and I'm just another member of the audience.
Seeing such a sad scene, my heart did not react, but the common sense in my mind told me that at this time I should sympathize with those who lost their family members.
Aiwen felt that he was not an indifferent or cold-blooded person, but although he could understand their sadness, he felt very distant.
"Let's go." With an inexplicable sigh, Aiwen turned around and prepared to leave, but before he took a few steps, someone called him from behind.
"Young man in front, can you stop for a moment?"
It was a stern and clear female voice. Although it did not have a delicate tone, it was just as beautiful.
Aiwen turned around and saw a woman standing in front of him, wrapped tightly in a nun's robe.
The dark robe was form-fitting but not revealing. The headscarf concealed her hair, and the cross on her chest revealed her identity.
From the perspective of others, the nun was clearly wearing abstinence clothes, but this actually brought a deep sense of temptation.
But all this had nothing to do with Aiwen, who was severely myopic. He couldn't even see the nun's face clearly.
He stopped just because he was a little surprised: "Can you tell that I'm a boy?"
"As expected? Because I'm blind, my senses are unusually sharp. While it's not impossible that the person standing before me is a woman, it's still slightly more likely to be a man."
As she spoke, she used her index finger and thumb to indicate a small gap: "Only a little bit."
"..."
"Oh, excuse me." The nun coughed and changed the subject: "Let me introduce myself first. I am a nun from the Goda Church, my name is Shuse Yuika."
"Evindon Euberel Oselheide." Evin gave his full name.
"Your name is so long, so Mr. Oselheide is a foreigner? No wonder I haven't seen you in Misaki Town before."
"I recently transferred here and didn't live in Misaki Town before."
"Oh, is that so? No wonder." The nun smiled slightly.
"Giving others help is also God's admonition. Mr. Oselhead, if you're willing, you can come to church. I'm always here. Even if you're not praying, you can still come and talk about your troubles."
"I see. Thanks for letting me know." After Aiwen responded politely, he looked at the charming nun in front of him with some confusion.
"So why did you call me? Just to preach?"
"It's not that there isn't one at all, but the reason is definitely not like that." The nun clearly couldn't see, but she still looked up and tried her best to make eye contact.
"Like I said, my perception is very sharp, so when I passed by just now, I discovered a soul in shackles."
"So I hope we can have a chat. It would be great if I could offer some comfort."
After saying this, the nun bowed and said, "I will soon pray for those who died in the fire, so I won't say any more. If you are willing, you are always welcome to visit Hetian Church in the future."
After a brief exchange, the two separated. Aiwen quickened his pace to rush to school, but the nun stopped and looked at his back.
Even though she only straightened her back slightly, the impression she gave was completely different. Now she was no longer a gentle nun, but a majestic temple.
A tall man dressed as a priest walked out of the shadows at the corner and came to her side.
"Sister Zhou Lai, that child is not simple. I can't find any flaws."
Chapter 21: The Holy Church
"Of course I know that child is not simple."
I don’t know if she was wearing a mask or taking it off, but Sister Zhou Lai’s tone became tough and serious.
"Father, you can't understand. From my perspective, his presence is so overwhelmingly heavy that it's even distorting the forms of others."
"Whenever he appears within range, I'm forced to stare at him, and it's not a pleasant feeling at all."
Her harsh words and angry expression kept passers-by at a distance. The priest who faced her was sweating profusely, and he took a few steps back with a wry smile.
"Calm down, Sister Weijia. Getting angry at me won't help. Isn't this the time to show the kindness of God's servants?"
"I don't need to be polite to you, a heretic priest." Zhou Laiweijia cursed angrily.
She had many complaints about this colleague who was always lazy and not pious at all.
"He's not pious. He's not serious about his work. He hangs out all day, leaving all the church work to me. He even randomly adopts small animals, and in the end I still have to take care of them..."
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