Toyokawa Shoko doesn't want to become a witch

The gifts from the other side were not brought by Medion.

Just like when she received the mysterious anonymous letter, the magical girl from the Kaminhama school of eulogisms also passively received the gift from the other side.

They were like a group of puppets on strings, acting according to a script.

A god who controls everything...

Medion's gaze lingered on Xiangzi for a while longer.

"Although we had lost the Pentagon's investment by the time we joined the PR firm, that was enough. The experiment was a great success."

"You can't so easily infiltrate the central government or the ruling class. I don't believe a public relations firm has that much power."

"Of course, not every opportunity is as good as that of the Ahmed government. But using big data to create an SNDGA is all that's needed; for a PR firm, that's not a problem at all."

“SNDGA?” Xiangzi blinked.

She understood big data, but what was SNDGA? Such a high-level term; she'd never heard of it.

“S (social), N (network), D (directed), G (graph), A (analys) social network vector chart... never mind, let’s put it simply, does Al Pacino know this?”

"godfather."

"The fact that you can name The Godfather means you know that he starred in the same movie as Marlon Brando."

"The Godfather Part I".

"Then, he also starred alongside Robert De Niro in The Godfather Part II." Medine snapped her hands together. "That way, Robert De Niro and Marlon Brando were connected through Al Pacino, even though they didn't appear in the same Godfather film."

“An actor co-starred in a movie with another actor, and that actor co-starred in another movie with yet another actor—and so on, all people, past and present, East and West—note that it is people, not actors, can be connected to Al Pacino through just six relationships.”

"I remember this is something like the six degrees of separation theory..."

"Yes, the chart theory is a further refinement of this. Points are connected to form lines and eventually form a network. In the past, people built intelligence networks by observing how people in a certain field communicated with each other and exchanged information. Now, this task has been handed over to big data. Even a private public relations company can create a suitable SNDGA to help me find an effective position to disseminate intelligence in a certain country."

"In reality, I participate in the politics of small countries more as a civilian, sometimes as a missionary, sometimes as a psychologist... When I was in Kamihama, I established a cooperative relationship with the Kamihama Magic Alliance and served as their psychological counselor."

The survival rate of magical girls is closely related to their mentality. Psychological counseling is a crucial position for magical girls in an organized group. Through the position of psychological counselor, Medion spread the law of slaughter to the magical girls... creating a split in Kamishama.

"After that, I worked behind the scenes for a while, then handed that job over to Mami Ba and went back to dealing with Ahmed's mess." Medine recounted calmly, as if the matter of instigating the massacre and war had nothing to do with her. "After a series of experiments were completed, only the final practice remained."

Her hands were indeed spotless, yet she stood atop a mountain of corpses.

This is insane; everyone who has heard Medine's theory should come to this conclusion.

But when Xiangzi looked into Median's dark eyes, he couldn't see a trace of madness. On the contrary, she was calm, composed, and clear-headed, even revealing a hint of sorrow.

"I will attend the UN press conference immediately after the plane lands. Even if you know my purpose, you won't have enough time to gather evidence. If you want to force me... the big shots behind me can protect me for the time being."

“I don’t know who said that,” Medine said, making a “listening” gesture near her ear. “Ears have no eyelids, so no one can stop my words.”

Rumble————

Just as Medion finished speaking, a rumbling sound came from above.

"Ladies, afternoon tea time is over."

The green-haired girl's high-heeled boots clicked loudly on the empty rooftop, each step like a passionate tango kiss.

Alina finally reached the top of the "cocoon" and reunited with them.

“You two should be done talking now,” she said, opening her arms. “Then, it’s time to keep it company and help it pass the time.”

Boom——!

Something ripped open the dome.

However, without the cover above his head, Xiangzi couldn't see the sun. A winged figure completely blocked out the sky.

It was a very beautiful moth.

It lifted the dome of the cocoon, crawling on the top floor of the building, as if it had just emerged from the cocoon and was stretching out its wet wings.

Huge, beautiful, and blotting out the sky.

[Witch's Name: Heaven's Fall (HEAVENS DIVIDE)]

Its nature is one of nibbling, possessing a powerful aggressiveness, and it cannot exist in reality. Yet, at the deepest level of dreams, it can stretch its body freely.

This is the witch Alina transformed into, the culprit who corrupted the barrier, causing it to fall into this state.

I had never seen its true form before, but now...

Xiangzi saw it. (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the preceding sentences.)

The Tale of Reincarnation: The Path of Fall, the Road of No Return: Chapter 644 So Unwilling!

Xiangzi had to tilt his head back as far as he could to barely see the witch's full appearance.

The sorceress, blotting out the sky, stopped at the top of the building. Her crimson wings gradually crept down her back, and her compound eyes, reflecting the faces of thousands of Xiangzi, lowered, scrutinizing everyone on the platform.

"Xiangzi... should we fight?" A bead of sweat rolled down Miaomeng's forehead. She twitched her lips and took two steps back. "This guy doesn't seem so easy to deal with."

My legs feel a little weak.

It might be hard for anyone to believe, but she actually has a bit of trypophobia.

The moth's mouthparts opened and closed, making strange chirping sounds, and it shook its wings.

As the moth flapped its wings, some shimmering golden things fell from between its wings—those should have just been shiny scales, but instead of falling with gravity or being blown away by the wind, these scales gathered together as if by their own will, forming a cloud that reflected light.

Only upon close inspection can one discover that those so-called "scales" are actually small children with moth wings on their backs, each holding a long spear.

Those things are the witch's familiars.

“These little cuties have been bored for a long time.” Alina brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear and squinted her eyes. “Let’s play with them.”

"You—!" Xiangzi turned around and glared at her fiercely.

"Don't look at me like that. I didn't tip you off." Alina raised her hands in a gesture of surrender. "The 'me' you see now has nothing to do with the witch you see. I'm just a subconscious reflection left behind before her self-awareness disappeared."

The witch "Falling from Heaven" above and "Alina" standing in front of me are both legacies left behind by the original Alina after she voluntarily became a witch. They are buried in the deepest part of the dream, waiting for something interesting to appear.

That was Alina's last wish.

Interesting things

Boom——!

At the same time, a muffled sound came from the sky, and the clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a strong wind suddenly arose.

“There’s no time for that.” Xiangzi gritted his teeth. “This is a sign that the pacemaker is going to activate. You have to take Medine back to the third floor and force her to lead you to the ‘evidence’ hidden there.”

"But she has already told us her plans, so there's no point in trying to figure it out."

"Is it no use anymore...?"

“Yes!” Miao Meng looked at her in despair. “It’s over here, Xiangzi. You know everything you need to know. Is there any need to continue?”

"......"

Xiangzi lowered his head and stared at the floor.

Is there really no need to continue?

It seems so.

She has learned enough information in this cycle, so what if she fails?

If Medion's plan succeeds, the leaders of the nuclear-armed nations affected will press a red button that could destroy the world. Even if only one nation is affected and launches a nuclear missile, the other nations will be forced to perish together.

Even so, nuclear bombs are not enough to destroy the whole world.

But as long as there are nuclear bombs flying in the sky, that's enough for Nirvana.

It can reproduce the nuclear bombs so that there are enough to cover the entire world. This world, whether or not there is a Witch's Night, will be razed to the ground in the blink of an eye. Flame will still have to restart time. At that time, they will be back to the starting line. She will have a lot of time to deal with Medien.

On the bright side, she now knew what Medine's purpose was and where her vague, persistent mania had come from.

The grammar of massacre, is it?

I have been unconsciously influenced by the grammar of massacre, ever since the time of Kamihama.

The mystery has been solved.

There's really no need to keep dwelling on this in this cycle; just ending it like this... will actually make things easier.

But I'm so unwilling to accept it.

I'm so unhappy.

Why did I, despite all my schemes and machinations, still lose to Medion and Alina? Why?

She couldn't swallow this insult. Even though her reason desperately told her it was okay, it was okay, she still had a way out, she could just try again next time... she still couldn't swallow this insult.

I'm so unwilling to accept this!!!

Rather than lingering on in vain, it is better to burn brightly.

Instead of holding your breath, it's better to let it out.

If she couldn't swallow it, she couldn't swallow it. Even if it came to this, she would still try. It wasn't to save the world, not to defeat Medien, and not even to prevent herself from falling towards Nirvana. She just wanted to vent her anger.

If she could swallow this insult, she wouldn't be Toyokawa Shoko.

She just wanted to tell Medine, and Alina.

I was not defeated.

"it works!"

Xiangzi suddenly raised his head, grabbed Miaomeng's hand, and whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse and filled with a hysteria that Miaomeng had never heard before.

“If you take her back to the third floor, there should still be enough time left. There might be information on Pentagon officials who support her there. As long as we can get that list to Rebecca’s boss… as long as her boss isn’t one of Medien’s men, we still have a chance to stop her before the press conference starts.”

Miaomeng was now completely in awe of Xiangzi.

Even at this point, Xiangzi was still thinking about how to salvage the situation; if it were him, he would have already given up and lay on the ground.

Despite failing so many times, she still doesn't know how to give up.

She turned around and grabbed Xiangzi's wrist, revealing a somewhat bloodthirsty and excited expression, as if she wanted to peck at Xiangzi's stubborn little round face.

"You rascal, no wonder I'm so fascinated by you."

Boom——!

The thunder drowned out Miaomeng's voice.

"Huh?" Xiangzi didn't hear clearly at first.

"It's nothing!" Miao Meng wanted to slap herself.

Fortunately, Xiangzi didn't hear clearly. I don't know if he didn't hear clearly or didn't want to hear clearly, but Miaomeng felt that she must have gone crazy to suddenly say such greasy words.

She's not Hai Zi.

"Then hurry up, don't miss the chance to fall!"

The wind grew stronger, and lightning bolts darted wildly through the dark clouds, accompanied by deafening thunderclaps one after another.

"What will you do if I do as you say?" This is what Meow Dream really wants to ask. "You'll miss the chance to fall!"

Xiangzi looked into Miaomeng's eyes. In those bright golden eyes, Miaomeng realized that the mania and anxiety she had been carrying all this time were gone, leaving only a resolute determination not to give up.

“I have to stay and deal with Alina, otherwise you’ll all have to come down here to keep me company soon.”

The Tale of Reincarnation: The Path of Fall, the Road of No Return: Chapter 645 It's That Simple

"I have to stay here and deal with Alina, otherwise you'll all have to come down and keep me company soon," Xiangzi whispered in Miaomeng's ear. "What you need to do now is get back to the first floor safely. As for how I get back to the first floor, we'll talk about that later."

"Are you sure you can handle this?" Miao Meng was still a little hesitant.

"Didn't you say you were willing to believe me?" Xiangzi laughed. "What, have I failed too many times lately? Are you disappointed in me?"

Her smile was just too charming.

Miao Meng's face immediately turned red.

“…Of course not.” Miao Meng released Xiangzi’s hand. “Do you know about sirens? You talk like a siren. Even if you know there’s no turning back if you follow me, you will still jump into the sea without hesitation to follow the song.”

"You learned that from Hailing?" Xiangzi teased, looking at her with a wink.

"Hai Zi and I have learned about the same level." Miao Meng awkwardly wiped her nose. "Then I'll dance with Medien. Take care."