Sakura Emma, ​​I'm going to control you fiercely!

Emma's eyes welled with tears, then she suddenly laughed in a daze:

She felt ashamed of herself.

Before entering this place, I actually thought I could do anything and save anyone.

As a result, even his own friend died in front of him...

I can't do anything at all.

On the other side, the violinist has fully recovered.

It held high like a rapier, as if to stab Emma in the back.

Emma slowly turned her head, looking at the slender sword tip, her eyes devoid of joy or sorrow.

call--

The rapier sliced ​​through the air and stabbed straight at Emma.

She almost instinctively thought:

Was he going to die at the hands of the monster that killed Hiro?

But just as the rapier was about to strike her head—

Yang Wen clicked on "Cancel Automatic Mode".

Everything stopped.

It's not a reversal of time, but a halt to time.

The entire Earth, the entire world, and even the entire universe fell into an unprecedented silence.

It was as if the gods had reserved time for Emma to think.

She could see the dust particles still in the air, like a faint glow.

This was also the first time that the gods had demonstrated the power of stopping time to Emma.

"Go back (to the file)."

His words, as always, were full of a sense of security.

'Go back? Go back where?'

Emma asked herself this question unconsciously.

And the answer I gave myself:

Of course, we're going back to the time before Hero died.

"!"

Emma discovered:

Indeed, I can't do everything.

But if a deity is by her side, then she is omnipotent.

No matter what Emma did wrong, He could make amends.

No matter how he fails, he can always correct the outcome.

Because Emma received the attention of the gods.

Then, the world began to move again.

It is not "continue", but "go back".

Emma watched as the rapier aimed at her froze in mid-air and then retracted, and watched as the bricks and stones of the now-ruined music hall floated and reassembled.

Hero slowly rose and flew into the air. The word "full bloom" was swallowed back from his lips in reverse.

Hero was safe and sound again.

He manipulated time at will, just to save Hero alone. What an extravagant act of charity!

In a daze, Emma understood the god's intention:

He wanted a perfect timeline...

He will save everyone!

Only now did Emma seem to truly understand the meaning of the gods and the little story in the library:

It was because the gods had witnessed deaths like Hero's that Hero became hope itself.

It is precisely because the gods no longer wish to see the sorrow of young girls that they transformed into the Law of the Circle.

It was because the deity noticed the reappearance of wreckage and witches in the world that He descended upon Him.

As Yang Wen's screen entered the loading state, a rotating pink circular progress bar appeared in the center of the screen.

This game actually requires loading to save and load... I still want to complain about it even now.

Emma, ​​however, saw a trace of pink light during the time rewind.

She stared blankly as she looked up at the gradually reconstructing ceiling of the music hall.

Her gaze pierced through the rubble, through the clouds, through the atmosphere—

Emma opened her eyes wide, as if trying to memorize everything she saw.

Because she saw it!

I have seen the true form of God!

It was a sun-like pink that blotted out the entire sky above the earth.

Countless pink rings were arranged in an array, connected by neat straight lines, forming a vast circular formation that blotted out the sky and even the universe, extending to the endless horizon!

Emma opened her mouth slightly, her hands unconsciously clasped in front of her chest.

A smile unconsciously crept onto her lips, and her eyes shimmered with passionate tears.

Because Emma understood that during this time reversal, only she could see that ring.

"This is... true power!"

She unconsciously reached out towards the circle.

A strong sense of belonging and attachment made her want to cry...

After all, Emma Sakura is the only one who has received the Circle's mercy!

"Thank you, Your Majesty..."

The last words drifted away in the vortex of time's rewinding...

Off-screen.

Yang Wen tapped the table, watching the pink ring on the screen spin for almost half a minute, his patience waning.

"This optimization is absolutely amazing..."

It needs to be loaded every time a save file is read.

Volume 1: Chapter 42 I'm Surrounded by Magical Girls?!

The first floor of the Demon Government Bureau.

"Hey, junior! Want to come along later?"

"Don't be afraid! Everyone has a first time. The seniors will teach you step by step!"

"Speaking of which, Emma is so good at clearing out wreckage, could it be that she's also good in that area...?"

When Emma returned from the previous game, she was surrounded by a group of magical girls, their chatter filling the air.

Listening to the girls' pretty voices, Yang Wen suppressed a smile and checked the log to see what the current situation was.

The latest save file is after the Demon Bureau incident ended, and after planting the seeds for those two priests.

Based on the context, the magical girls probably planned to invite Emma to a karaoke bar to strengthen their friendship.

A very proper girl's private activities.

Hiro Nikaido will die tomorrow. At tomorrow's time, she will have used up ten full blooms.

Thinking about it that way, the battle might break out tonight.

Emma gazed at the setting sun outside the door, thinking that if she went to the music hall now, she would be able to run into Nikaido Hiro fighting the boss.

So she pushed through the crowd, eager to leave immediately.

"Um... junior?"

But looking back at the group of puzzled girls, Yang Wen had a second thought...

He controlled Emma to smile and speak.

"Sisters, can you give our little sister a few buffs?"

The level 32 wreckage was too high; even Yang Wen wasn't confident controlling it manually. It might even become as difficult as Sekiro, pure torture...

Having tasted the bitterness of "unparalleled power," one can no longer endure the suffering of "soul."

Why not make the most of these girls?

"Huh? Dad... Dad?" But the blue magical girl mispronounced it first.

"Why suddenly bring up a father?" The second person also misread the question.

"Does the younger generation want us to call her 'Dad'?" The third one followed immediately.

"Dad, Dad?" The fourth frail girl looked at Emma and made her move quietly.

Four soft, questioning "Dad"s in a row made Yang Wenhu's body tremble.

Seeing that time was running out, Yang Wen quickly controlled Emma and said:

"Call me 'Dad' tonight."

Emma: 'Why do you call for Daddy again at night? What does that mean...?'

Yang Wen, controlling Emma, ​​corrected her.

"I need magic that can temporarily make me stronger."

"Oh! Junior, are you going to battle?"

The red-clad magical girl stepped forward, showing off her perfectly toned muscles.

"Even though it's after get off work hours, we can still help out!"

Emma was deeply moved upon hearing these words.

Emma knew all too well that the job of a magical girl was always "everyone sweeps the snow from their own doorstep."

Providing cross-regional support, which involves risking their lives, is not within their scope of duty.

But thanks to the efforts of the gods, the bond between her and her magical girl predecessors has been firmly established—

"No."

But "oneself" refused without hesitation.

Emma sighed: "Indeed, it is a deity..."

Bearing all the despair upon oneself perfectly matches that little story.

Yang Wen felt he had gotten used to it: the NPCs in this game really do like to steal monsters.

The servants are mine! The wreckage is mine! The witch is mine too!

Even you are mine!!!

After all, Yang Wen spent money on the game.

Faced with a chorus of surprised glances, he manipulated Emma to smile and say,

"So, is there any enhancement?"

The girls exchanged glances.

They could see the emotion in each other's eyes.

The girl in blue stepped forward and patted Emma on the shoulder.