Type-Moon, I'm a magician, is that true?

A nearly full moon hangs in the sky, and the falling snow covers the ground. Tomorrow will surely be another beautiful scene.

No matter how fierce or painful the battle was, it would only become a memory of the past after a good night's sleep, and would be sealed deep in the hearts of the people present.

Perhaps in the unknown future, they will occasionally think of it and smile knowingly.

Just this is enough, this story is buried in the snowy night.

Aiwen thought so, quietly admiring the gradually dimming magical light.

——Until the wailing that broke the atmosphere was heard.

"Ahhhh! It hurts! Youzhu, help!"

From afar came Qingzi's uncontrollable and intense wails, as well as her twitching and shaking that looked inhuman, which made people feel the same way.

Youzhu and Aiwen looked at each other, with a hint of smile in their eyes, and Youzhu even had a bit of joy and helplessness in her eyes.

"I finally managed to gain some momentum just now, but in the end, I was still my usual unreliable Qingzi."

After approaching, Youzhu bent down and helped Qingzi up while complaining. Aiwen took a step forward, wrapped Qingzi's arms around his neck, and lifted her up together with Youzhu.

"Ah! Youzhu, be gentle! It's going to break, my arm is going to break!"

Qingzi was completely unable to refute at this time. She was like a fish caught on the shore, and all she could do was jump a few times.

"The fact that it still hurts means the body isn't necrotized. Is Aoko really that strong? Even after firing that kind of powerful magic."

Aiwen fixed the arm on his shoulder, supported Qingzi, turned around and left, sighing at the same time.

This sentence made Youzhu burst out laughing, and Qingzi's face turned red with embarrassment and a confused expression.

"What do you mean by strong? You make me sound like a rock. Please call this healthy!"

Aoko babbled incoherently, and then Yuzu teased her further, and the two of them fell into a verbal duel, with Aiwen listening silently from the side, occasionally interjecting - the last sentence made Aoko blush even more.

Just like that, they left the old school building covered with traces of battle. The footprints behind them would be covered by the heavy snow in just half a night.

The golden werewolf hid until Aiwen and the others left before quietly sneaking out and running cautiously into the house.

Aoko and Youzhu knew nothing about this. Aiwen just looked back, blinked, and said nothing more.

Walking through the dense woods, the terror of the night was also reflected in the conversations between the three people. As they talked to each other, the long journey was no longer a problem.

It will take a long time to return to the mansion. The thick snow covers the ground, and the journey home will surely be very distressing. However, as long as you are not alone, this trouble will turn into fun.

Aiwen looked up at the bright moon, listening to the two people's childish quarrel, and thought so.

He felt relieved and smiled at the perfect solution to Qingzi's dilemma.

Even though his body could no longer feel the chill of the falling snow, even though the red shadow tightened its grip around his neck, even though his leisure time was running out.

But this is nothing to be afraid of.

The vitality exuded by the person next to him was so strong that even he, the onlooker, could feel the warmth. It was not wasted that he had been able to get to know such a unique person during this time.

"Hey, I want to celebrate properly when we get back. Youzhu, don't object. This time, I must drink your treasured black tea."

"I refuse. Aoko has enough luxury at parties with just junk food. Black tea is unnecessary for you."

"Can't I just treat it as a way to comfort my injured body?"

"Most people would say they're hurt, but what you're saying is that you have a rough heart and you have no feminine manners."

"Well, Youzhu seems to be particularly sharp-tongued tonight. How did I offend you?"

"..."

They walked noisily and slowly on the white snow, heading home.

——Afterwards, a celebration was held in the mansion.

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In the deserted old school building, Jinlang carefully opened the coffin hidden in the dark. The moment the lid was opened, a burst of white mist overflowed.

It was not until the fog dissipated that the presence in the coffin became clearly visible. It was a mature female figure with curvy figures. Her fair skin and delicate facial features made her extremely seductive.

It was Orange himself who had been completely destroyed by Qingzi's magic cannon.

"Ms. Orange, they've all left."

The golden wolf Beo returned to human form and pushed the puppet that had its eyes closed and was motionless.

Then the puppet's eyelids trembled, slowly opened, and then it stood up while leaning over the coffin.

In the instant when the light in her eyes became clear and complete, the joint features of the puppet on her body suddenly disappeared, so that anyone who looked at it could not tell the difference between her natural flesh and the current puppet body.

At this moment, Aozaki Touko returned from the afterlife.

"Well, thank you, Beo."

"Here, clothes."

Beo obediently handed over the clothes, and Orange realized that his body was trembling with cold, so he quickly took the clothes and put them on.

"Since I woke up here, it seems that I have lost after all. I didn't expect that I would lose even in a one-on-one duel with Qingzi. It seems that I can't refuse to accept it."

After sighing, Orange's face seemed to be much more depressed.

For her, all her preparations for returning to Misaki Town this time were wasted, and she didn't even get a glimpse of magic until she failed.

It can be said that it was a complete defeat.

More importantly, she no longer has the ability to launch another wave of such attacks.

"Will my dream ultimately remain unattainable?"

Standing there in melancholy, Orange stroked the well-behaved Beo, who had turned back into wolf form, and his tone was full of confusion as if he didn't know where to go.

"So, Miss Orange, are you planning to leave this city?"

"Perhaps. After all, there's no point in staying. In ten days or half a month, I plan to leave. I'm sorry, Beo, that my promise to let you fight magic can't be fulfilled."

"Well, this is..."

Beo had a strange look on his face, and his words were filled with hesitation, as if he wasn't sure whether to say it or not.

But Orange ignored the small pause; it was still too difficult for her to discern the wolf's expression.

……

On the other side, Aoko, who had returned to the Kuonji mansion and was slumped on the sofa, jumped up because of Aiwen's words.

"What did you say?! Big sister isn't dead?!"

Chapter 73: You are not allowed to leave tonight

As a result, the celebration party was turned into a mess. After Qingzi heard that Chengzi was not dead, her reaction was completely different.

"How is that possible! My attack clearly hit the target!"

Qingzi turned over and stood up in dissatisfaction, completely ignoring the severe pain in her body, and looked directly at Aiwen who was sitting opposite her.

"You say she's not dead. What's your basis? Intuition or something... I won't accept that."

"My intuition is actually not accurate." Aiwen responded strangely, focusing on the location.

"No one cares about your intuition. Answer my question first."

Qingzi narrowed her eyes kindly, with a threatening look in her eyes, but Aiwen looked at her without changing her expression until Qingzi herself could no longer hold on.

It's like a fight between fools.

She turned her head and sighed weakly: "Okay, it has nothing to do with your intuition. Come on, tell me the conclusion."

"It's the Golden Wolf."

After receiving recognition, Aiwen directly told the secret he had discovered.

"Golden Wolf? Oh, is it the Phantasmagoric that fought back and forth with Yuzu's Bridge Giant?"

Qingzi recalled the previous situation and dug out the corresponding picture from the corner of her memory.

"Indeed, it can fight the Bridge Giant on equal terms. It must be a very rare and powerful familiar. After all, it is one of the most powerful fairy tale monsters in Juju."

The stupid Aoko had no clear understanding of the preciousness of the fantasy species. She only knew that Yuzu's familiar was a very precious legacy, so a golden wolf that could rival it must be extraordinary.

But she had no idea of the Golden Wolf's full strength, and there was no control group.

"So, Orange's original long hair is gone too. It must have been used as a tool for the contract. Twenty-year-old hair is the best magic prop. It can be considered a clone."

"Yes, I do see a connection between the Golden Wolf and Miss Orange. It feels like a thin rope."

Aoko nodded in approval at Aiwen's description.

"The familiar contract does have a sense of bondage, especially since the target is in wolf form. Using rope to describe it is very accurate and easy to understand. By the way, how did you see it?"

Qingzi suddenly thought of this.

"Did you use any special magic?"

"I used the Demonic Eye. After switching to the Demonic Eye's vision, I saw it. It was a rope woven from gold and red."

Aiwen pointed to his eyes.

"Oh, so you have the Demonic Eye." Qingzi sighed, "Tell me about it later when you have time. For now, let's continue with the previous topic."

"The result is that after you eliminated Miss Orange, the connection point of the rope was moved inside the old school building."

"Is that so?" Qingzi crossed her arms, hesitant. "But I can't be sure. Compared to the possibility that my elder sister is not dead, other possibilities should be more likely."

“Why are other possibilities more likely?”

"That's not a problem, because I burned my elder sister's body to ashes. Are you saying that Orange has become a ghost or something?"

"But Miss Orange's body isn't the same as it used to be. The body she used to fight me yesterday is different from the one she used today."

The scene suddenly became quiet, with only the loud sound of boiling water in the kitchen.

Qingzi's eyes widened, unable to utter a word.

"Ah? You, what did you say?!"

Aoko's screams were so loud that they almost blew the roof off. Even Youzhu, who was making tea in the kitchen, stuck her head out with a look of dissatisfaction on her face.

Judging from the look in her eyes, Qingzi’s life will be difficult in the future.

……

A few minutes later, everyone calmed down and sat together again to discuss the issue of "Immortal Orange".

"We understand that you were attacked, Aiwen, but please explain in detail the physical issues you had."

Qingzi sat upright, as if asking about the scare box, afraid that Aiwen would spit out some scary information again.

Youzhu on the side was also listening carefully, and occasionally stole a glance at Aiwen's expression.

"Miss Orange used her Mystic Eyes when she fought me yesterday, but she didn't use them once today."

"Indeed, my sister was born with a Mystic Eye, but it was only a very common low-level Mystic Eye. The target she was fighting at the time was a pearl, so this little trick was of no use to her."

Qingzi nodded and then shook her head, thinking that this was a suspicious point but could not be used as evidence.

"It's clearly a very powerful Mystic Eye. I don't think a low-level Mystic Eye could achieve that kind of strength. Can't Aoko even tell that?"

Aiwen looked at Qingzi as if he was looking at a student who was not paying attention in class and had not memorized the knowledge points.

"Also, Miss Orange's body composition today is very similar to that of a Dead Apostle. She possesses qualities and resilience beyond human capabilities. This isn't an acquired transformation, but rather a natural state."