Toyokawa Shoko doesn't want to become a witch

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"—She killed everyone she knew: her father, mother, prince, princess, the old witch who took away her voice...and cursed the land and the sea forever, becoming the most hateful and despicable witch in the world."

The Lost Tale: The Heart of a Young Man 06 (Part 4) Sulfur Weeping V28: Chapter 247 The Drunken Sailor

"Sigh... how much longer do I have to wait here?"

Miao Meng sat in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, holding Xiangzi's body, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of her with a bored expression.

She started to get bored, even though what she saw was a breathtakingly beautiful scene rarely seen in the world.

However, all of Miaomeng's interest vanished when she discovered that the GoPro's aperture and ISO settings couldn't capture the scene as seen with the naked eye into the data chip, but instead could only capture a blurry, indescribable mess that resembled a late-night adventure video recorded by a DV camera.

Without good equipment, you simply can't capture the scenery in front of you.

So sad.

Miaomeng sat down next to Xiangzi with a huff, and poked Xiangzi's cheek with her finger.

"It's all your fault, I'm stuck sitting here like this..."

As she was talking, Miaomeng lay down crying, as if hugging a large body pillow, and put her legs on Xiangzi.

"Xiangzi, tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"

Boom!

"Meow!!!!"

A deafening roar followed, accompanied by a violent earthquake.

Miaomeng was halfway through her rant when a deafening commotion sent chills down her spine. The ground beneath her feet trembled, and visible cracks were spreading from a distance toward her...

"Wow! The world is going to end!" Meow Dream took off running—

and many more!

Before she could run two steps, Miaomeng suddenly slammed on the brakes and stopped. Then, as if rewinding a video, she went back to her original pace, picked up Xiangzi, whom she had thrown to the ground, and ran off in the opposite direction of the spreading crack.

The cracks in the ground spread outwards at a speed no less than hers, until spiderweb-like fissures covered every corner of the entire cliff.

Clack.

Miao Meng suddenly stepped into empty air.

"That's it." Miao Meng lowered her head, her lips twitching.

Boom——!

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountain collapsed. Miaomeng and Xiangzi in her arms were swept away by the shattered ground and fell into the forest.

Then, as if a volcanic eruption had occurred, half of the island was blown away by the impact and covered the forest.

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The full moon had already risen to the top of the sky when a deafening roar ripped through the night.

Something crashed through the mountain and burst forth from the seabed.

The seawater looked like a giant bulge, enveloping the "thing" that had surged out from underwater.

Boom——!

The bubble burst, and a column of scalding water shot into the sky, forming a mushroom cloud of white smoke. Seconds later, the hot water vapor ejected into the sky met the coldest air of the day, turning into water droplets that fell back to the sea.

It's raining.

A thick layer of mist covered the sea, and a figure appeared and disappeared among the churning clouds. Only upon close inspection could one discern that it was a human figure.

A... an overwhelming figure.

"Hey, hey, hey, what is that? It's ridiculously big!" Aine stared at the figure that had obscured the moon, her mouth agape. "It's just like—just like what I saw in the reed fields that day!"

No one answered her.

Because everyone was immersed in the awe of witnessing a miracle.

"Sea Witch, you are finally, finally free!" Aden knelt down before the faint figure emerging from the clouds, his eyes brimming with tears. "From this day forward, nothing can stop you!"

Not only Aden, but also his sea slugs and the seafood familiars with self-awareness knelt down in the direction of the sea witch.

Except for Lin.

She, whom Aden called a "witch," showed no respect for the sea witch who had appeared. Instead, her eyes, which looked at the figure, held a hint of regret and sorrow that was hard to detect, even to herself.

"..."

Lin sighed, turned around, and shifted her gaze from the sea witch to Hailing and Mu.

"Aden, stop looking."

she says.

"Lady Sea Witch still needs some time to adapt to her new body. During this time, we need to help her clear away the obstacles around her."

The newly born tadpole is like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, its wings crumpled into a wet ball. It takes time for its wings to fully unfold before it can be considered to have truly completed its metamorphosis.

"Yes, Lady Shrine Maiden!"

Aden gave Lin a crooked salute, the style of which was unclear, and then drew his saber.

"My men! Did you hear what the priestess said?!"

“I heard you!!!”

The familiars around them shouted in unison.

At the same time, with the appearance of the sea witches, their bodies also underwent significant changes: they became larger, their marine life features became more pronounced, and they became more lethal.

Their regenerative abilities have become stronger. Some familiars that have had their heads or limbs cut off simply pick up a piece of tentacle fragment and press it against their severed limbs, which then grow back every few seconds. Even more remarkably, tentacles that have been burned to a crisp by flames have also regenerated in a short period of time.

This is an immortal legion, the immortal legion of the Sea Witch.

"Then let's give it our all! Time to have some fun, it's time to get down to business!!!"

Now, Aden, the self-proclaimed leader of the legion, brandished his saber and once again leaped off the ghost ship, charging toward Mu and Hailing, who seemed to be trying to stop a chariot with their bare hands.

"Forget about those little girls, charge in! The fat sheep are all inside! Chop everything you see into pieces and offer it to the newly born sea witch!!!"

""""roar----!""""

Mountains and seas of tentacles and seafood followed behind him, surging towards the magical girls.

Their aura was completely different from before. The casual, playful mood was gone, replaced by fanaticism, an utterly blind fanaticism, a fanaticism for the sea witch.

Mu manipulated the binding threads to weave a net in an attempt to form a defensive line.

However, without Su Shi's magical assistance, she had no time to attend to the many threads, and the large net was quickly breached by the tidal wave of familiars.

"Ugh!" Mu bit her lip, pulled back the severed thread, and grabbed the greatsword beside her to shield herself.

"Mu!"

Hailing drew her wakizashi and stood in front of Mutsu, blocking the oncoming tide of familiars.

However, the familiars already knew they were tough opponents, so they didn't linger on them for long. Instead, they parted like water encountering stones and naturally went around them.

Even if two magical girls can protect themselves in such a massive wave, it would be difficult for them to take care of others.

Countless tentacles and seafood-like creatures broke through the thin defensive netting and crashed into the walls of the cruise ship.

"What are we going to do with the drunk sailors?!"

In this fervent atmosphere, Aden even led the way in singing.

“What are we going to do with the drunk sailors—!”

The sound of the impact pierced through the reinforced wall, like a pair of hands called fear gripping the heart of the person behind it.

"Take him and feed him to the hungry rats for dinner!"

The high school girl hiding behind the wall clung tightly to her companion, screaming amidst the rumbling sounds outside.

"Take him and feed him to the hungry rats for dinner!"

A hatch on the upper deck was smashed open by a ferocious hammerhead shark, who was singing a ship song from Aden and holding a rusty machete, as he prepared to enter the cruise ship's interior.

whoosh-

The hammerhead shark's head and legs vanished in the blink of an eye, and the gunshot only came belatedly after its body began to fall.

Bang Bang Bang!

However, there were many more familiars, clinging to the iron plates on the side of the String with their suction cups, relentlessly climbing upwards.

The sniper rifle was no longer sufficient to deal with such a large number of enemies.

"Captain, the defenses are about to collapse." She pulled open her scarf and spoke into the walkie-talkie in a hoarse voice that was almost unrecognizable as gender.

"Slit his throat with a rusty kitchen knife!"

He stepped back half a step with his right leg, avoiding the trajectory of the cleaver by a mere foot's width, then stepped forward and slashed upward, the blade severing the fat arm of the flounder-like creature.

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Aine's eyes narrowed, and she placed the greatsword beside her, deliberately reducing her attack range by more than half to adapt to the narrow space on the side of the ship.

【Air Blade Spin】

Shine——

With a flash of light, the familiar that looked like a seafood was beheaded and tumbled into the water.

"Are you okay?"

Ai Yin turned her head urgently.

But all he saw was a familiar that looked like a narwhal standing in front of him, with a string of guards' heads stuck on its head by spikes.

Two of them were just praising Ai-yin.

"What are we going to do with the drunk sailors?!"

Boom——!

A clap of thunder echoed in the sky, illuminating a series of terrified and desperate expressions on the corners of the viewer.

—"Pierce his head with a spearfishing fork!!!!"

The Lost Tale: A Young Man's Spirit: Chapter 248 is not over yet.

"What are we going to do with the drunk sailors?!"

Boom——!

A clap of thunder echoed in the sky, illuminating a series of terrified and desperate expressions on the corners of the viewer.

—"Pierce his head with a spearfishing fork!!!!"

when--!

The narwhal sang a chilling boat song, dragging a half-dead person along the ground with one hand.

"Judging from your appearance, you're different from these ordinary people, aren't you?" The narwhal pointed to the string of human heads stuck in its horn with its free finger and chuckled. "Looks like they're worth adding to your collection."

As he spoke, he grabbed the head of the half-dead man and began to pull it out.

"what----!"

Screams echoed in the side corridor, startling Ai Yin from her shock.

"What are you doing? Let him go!"

"Oh? So you're not so scared you can't speak." The narwhal's face was completely expressionless as he continued to pull the severed head outwards with all his might.

The sound of muscles tearing grew louder and louder, and the person whose head was being grabbed turned their gaze toward Aine.

He opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to say something.

Hiss! A sharp, piercing sound!

However, before the sound could escape his mouth, the muscles connecting his head and body were torn apart, and the familiar formed from the pirate's ghost ripped his head out along with his spine.

Bright red blood gushed upwards, staining the ceiling above red, and Aine's gaze was also stained red.