My older sister is a villainous rich girl

“I received a blessing from God at the Holy See. His Holiness the Pope said I was a hero chosen by God and asked me to find the remnants of God’s will for the Holy See. However, my arrival here was by chance. I was just searching for my ancestors’ treasure when I encountered a ghost ship at sea and was brought here by the star-shaped emblem with an eye carved in the center. As for what you mean by extraterrestrial visitor, I don’t understand what you mean. I’m just surprised that you seemed to have known I was coming.”

He selectively recounted the facts.

“Oh, that badge must be the imprint of one of my eyes.” Its remaining eye stared at Wayne. “You must have seen that visitor from outer space. Perhaps she didn’t reveal her true identity. I used my last strength to cast a curse, turning her into… a dog.”

Wayne: ? ? ?

He now felt a sense of exhaustion that was both unexpected and not so unexpected.

“She is the enemy of this world,” said the God of the World. “If this world ceases to exist, you who live on it will also disappear, so you should stop her.”

"You, the 'God of the World,' have become like this, how can I stop you?" Wayne said irritably, with the meme "Go and get rid of Tang Sanzang and his disciples" almost immediately popping into his mind.

However, Xiao Bai didn't seem to have any intention of destroying the world at all; at most, it was just a bit of a wicked hobby. In fact, the excuse that beast used to deceive him was that he wanted to save the world, and as for the curse, he didn't even have the slightest sense of urgency to lift it immediately.

Wayne even seemed to enjoy it.

wrong--

Little White knows it comes from another world! It knows it's a time traveler, and it even knows the [script]!

Although Xiaobai claims to be an observer and shouldn't interfere with the world, is what it says necessarily true? Perhaps establishing the identity of an observer is merely a way to lower one's guard and gain trust!

"Do you know about the phenomenon of witchification?" Wayne asked eagerly. "Or to be more precise, it's the power of another world invading, disrupting the existing laws of this world, and bringing distortion and pollution."

"Isn't that... the power of that extraterrestrial visitor himself?" The eerie eye darted up and down. "How do you think I became like this?"

"Actually, I am a human being."

……

King's capital.

Chris has been in a bad mood lately, not because anything she wants to do is going wrong. Whether at the publishing house or at Seiki Academy, her plans have generally encountered no obstacles. She should be living a very fulfilling life.

But she was very annoyed.

Because she always felt that Wayne had been acting mysteriously lately, as if he was hiding something from her.

It might have started when he led his army to quell the rebellion in the southwest, or perhaps it had been brewing for even longer. He had his plans, and Chris could understand that, but Chris couldn't understand why that person's figure and smile seemed to have become unreal.

What made her even more suspicious was that not only Wayne, but even her own father seemed to be deliberately avoiding her and Wayne from secretly planning something.

This gave her a sense of crisis, as if she were being excluded by the people closest to her, and it seemed that something very important was happening, but she was being deprived of even her basic right to know.

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt, and to make matters worse, she couldn't sleep tonight.

In the dead of night, after tossing and turning for a long time without being able to fall asleep, Chris suddenly threw off the covers and stepped barefoot onto the carpet.

Whatever he's planning, I have to confront him tonight and get to the bottom of it! We promised to be together forever, so why should I be the only one feeling anxious and insecure? Whether it's good news or bad, I shouldn't hide anything from him, because that's deception, and it means I'm not trusted.

Having prepared her opening remarks, Chris had already prepared seven or eight different ways to start, aiming to seize the initiative by questioning him from the first moment, to stand on the moral high ground and point fingers at him, leaving him no time to react and forcing him to confess obediently.

But after a fierce internal struggle, she sneaked into Wayne's bedroom like a thief, only to find that the figure who should have been sleeping soundly in bed was nowhere to be found. A half-open window swayed the soft gauze curtains back and forth in the night breeze, as if mocking her for her wits and battles with the air all the way here.

Perhaps due to the reflection of the moonlight, her face appeared somewhat pale as she stood silently at the door for a while.

Just as she was about to give up on this ridiculous and meaningless curiosity and turn to leave, another childlike voice, accompanied by a soft, moonlit glow, entered her ears from the corner of the room.

"Young girl, your life is about to undergo a cataclysmic change. An unknown disaster is invading, and the fate of this world depends on your choice at this moment. So—make a contract with me and become a magical girl!"

Chapter 758 Truth and Lies

When Wayne woke up on yet another ordinary morning, he was lying sprawled in his soft, cozy bed. The half-open window beside him was letting the gentle breeze sway the delicate curtains, and the bright sunlight softly caressed his bedside. Everything was so peaceful and serene.

It seems that life should be lived in this orderly manner, just like the countless days he has already spent in this world.

He stretched contentedly and got out of bed.

The consciousness that was summoned in reverse due to the clone of Ekos also dissipated the moment the phantom disappeared. From the current perspective, it seems that it did not have any adverse effects on its main body. It was like entering a deep sleep. After a night, it not only did not feel mentally tired, but also felt very energetic.

After dressing and washing up as usual, he took his sword and went to the lawn to begin his daily training.

Then he saw the white dog lazily lying on the grass, sunbathing.

"Hey, Little White."

Wayne was feeling a little guilty, but he still maintained a calm expression. "Did you already know what would happen after I went to sea using Aikos's clone?"

"Wang."

Whenever it doesn't want to answer a question, it will bark and pretend to be stupid, as if it really is just an ordinary dog ​​that can't understand human speech.

"It seems you're not really interested in what I encountered... Anyway, you seem to have everything under control, so I don't need to report anything further." He glossed over it lightly, waiting to observe Little White's reaction, hoping to determine whether the God of the World could still pose a threat to it.

If it's a hopeless and certain death situation, he feels it's better to surrender sooner rather than later, since so far his cheat system has almost entirely relied on the person in front of him.

The lawn fell silent for a moment.

After a while, Wayne couldn't hold back any longer. He glanced around furtively and, finding no one nearby, took the dog straight back to its kennel.

"Let's be honest with each other. Stop barking like dogs and stop playing dumb. I already know who you are!"

He grabbed Little White's front legs tightly from behind, restraining it from moving around.

However, the little animal just barked in panic and even trembled with fear.

Wayne paused, then put it down. Looking into its distrustful, timid, and hesitant gaze, he realized he'd made a mistake. This wasn't Little White! It was just an ordinary white dog!

He immediately got up to go find Chris.

"Miss went out early this morning, saying she was going to meet some friends..."

"The dog? We didn't bring it. Wasn't Xiaobai always at home? It was just on the lawn a moment ago."

The maids were completely unaware that there was anything wrong.

Ruined.

Wayne's sense of foreboding grew stronger. Although Chris was always making plans with her girlfriends, she would never go out alone without his knowledge. He forced a smile as he dealt with the maids, then returned to his bedroom and let out a deep sigh of frustration.

Thinking about it carefully, if I had to choose an otherworldly traveler to observe, I was never the only option. Chris was clearly a more stable subject of observation. Even bizarre abilities like magical girl transformations, if Chris could master them, would be infinitely more believable than forcing me to cross-dress.

Rather, it had no reason to choose itself, yet it excluded Chris!

Are we left with no choice but to believe the unreliable plan devised by that fallen world god...?

……

At this moment, Chris was wearing an inconspicuous gray cloak and riding a Shar horse, a common sight in Lorne, galloping out of the north gate of the royal city.

As she passed through the bustling crowds, no one realized that the figure rushing by was actually the daughter of a duke. Her striking blonde hair was tied up and hidden under her hood. Occasionally, someone would mutter a few curses at her for riding her horse so recklessly in the city, but no one stepped forward to stop her.

However, Chris couldn't care less about what others thought; she just gripped the reins tightly, as if she wanted to crush her own fist.

At this moment, the flowing wind in her eyes took on a trajectory, clearly pointing in a certain direction.

This ability to observe the world from another perspective was a realm she had never experienced before, and she didn't understand the difference between the so-called magical girl power and other people's high-level magic. A magical failure who suddenly awakens his cheat-like abilities many years after transmigrating might sound strange, but it's not entirely unheard of in entertainment works that have exhausted all possibilities.

But no matter what kind of script a time traveler is holding, at the moment of awakening their cheat ability, they should not have the absurd feeling that they have been living in a lie for the past ten years or so.

What is the truth, really?

Whatever the answer to this question, she is now going to witness it firsthand and prove it with her own "magic."

The wind's path was invisible, colorless, and odorless, elusive and unpredictable, yet remarkably reliable in perception. It guided her gradually away from the main road, leading her along a rarely traveled path into the depths of the dense forest. Until she came to a giant tree that looked to be over a hundred years old, she quickly dismounted, untied the tack and threw it on the ground, gently patting its poorly groomed mane.

“Leave, find your freedom in the wilderness, or be captured and tamed by someone again,” Chris murmured.

The horse seemed to understand her words, snorted, lifted its legs, and galloped away happily.

After watching it disappear, she looked back at the giant tree in front of her, then took out a monster mask that had appeared in the "Superhero Poppy" theatrical performance from under her cloak and put it on her face.

There has always been an urban legend in the capital about a masked man who punishes evil in the dead of night. After a novel serialized in a newspaper called "Mr. Mask" was published, it sparked a sales boom for mask-related merchandise, which inspired Chris.

"The only accomplice of the Dark Mage Norman Laird who's here today is Miss Mask, not Chris," she muttered to herself.

A magnificent and strange magical glow burst forth from a corner of the forest, radiating dazzling colors. With a deafening roar, the Wincher family's fortified and hidden underground fortress faced its most powerful enemy since its construction, breached head-on by an irresistible force.

The mages stationed there were also elites, but they were all knocked unconscious before they even saw the enemy's face.

"boom--"

A deafening roar, accompanied by a powerful tremor that shook the earth, jolted Norman Laird awake from his sleep.

"An earthquake?!" After the initial panic subsided, he suddenly realized that it wasn't an earthquake, but that someone had actually come to rescue him!

He almost burst into tears; heaven knows how agonizing it was to be locked up in this dark underground place.

Norman pressed his face against the railing, eager to see which of his allies was so reliable. Was it Bulwer? Or Willen? Could it be Mrs. Cherry? Surely it couldn't be his beloved son Wayne who had finally come to his senses.

However, the hooded masked man who finally appeared made Norman's barely concealed excitement suddenly falter.

"Uh...who are you?"

“It doesn’t matter. Now, cooperate with me. Do whatever I tell you to do. Otherwise, you can choose death.” Although the voice was low, it was clearly that of a young woman.

The other person would pause abruptly after saying a few words, using very simple vocabulary, which sounded a bit strange.

Chapter 759 The Devil

"--Feel sorry."

When Wayne saw Chris again, he thought he had a lot to say, but in reality, all he could offer was a single, extremely simple yet difficult word.

The moment their eyes met, he knew that many things had changed.

Perhaps the wind that whispers in her ear hasn't changed, nor has the soft light cast by the magic lamp beside her, but the Chris of today is no longer the Chris of yesterday.

Just like the deliberate humor of fate, he thought his life would continue smoothly until yesterday. Even the huge crisis of his identity as a dark mage seemed to be just a tiny ripple on the surface of the water, which would soon subside.

How could a time traveler possibly have anything they can't handle?

“Wayne,” Chris said, “maybe you’re underestimating me, which is why you think you don’t need to consider my feelings and only your own.”

She pushed aside Wayne, who was blocking the doorway to her bedroom, and took off her white gauze gloves, removing her headdress and earrings and putting them back in the drawer, her movements neither elegant nor gentle.

"On the way back, I had so many questions for you, but now I realize I don't really want to know any more." She looked up again, her eyes glistening like flowing water. "Is there anything else?"

"You...you knew everything?"

“I want to believe you, Wayne. You probably won’t understand what it feels like to have the world destroyed, but that’s okay.” She pressed her lips together. “You’ll know by tomorrow at the latest.”

What did you do?

“If I were you, I wouldn’t stay in the Duke’s mansion any longer. After all, you and others rescued your own father today, and Norman Laird will spread the news to every corner of the city tomorrow.”

"You want me to leave?"

“Yes, I want you to leave,” she replied curtly but without hesitation.

"You made me a traitor."

"Didn't you betray me first?!" She suddenly overturned everything on the table, letting out a voice that was louder than she had ever heard before.

Tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes, and her body trembled.

"I don't know why you still have the nerve to wait for me to come back. What do you think I'll say? 'Ge Li is very nice. I wish you and her happiness'? Or do you just want to see me like this to show off your victory in manipulating people's hearts?"

Wayne opened his mouth as if to speak, but then found himself speechless.

"You can leave now, but never show your face in front of me again. The next time I see you, I will kill you with my own hands."

She issued the final deportation order.

Only after a dejected Wayne finally gave up on his useless explanations and turned to leave did Chris sit back down in her chair, staring blankly at herself in the mirror.

……

Wayne walked alone on the street as night deepened. Although he tried his best to think about how to deal with the situation in front of him, in the end he just sat on the stone steps on the side of the street with a blank mind, watching in vain the sparse crowd of people who, after a day's work, walked wearily and happily toward their homes.

"Oh, what a poor little dog," a hoarse voice said.

The woman squatted down in front of him, reached out and lifted his chin, forcing his gaze to move upward and focus on her face.

The face that belongs to Aikos is both familiar and unfamiliar.

"You!" Wayne was practically bursting with anger. But the next second, he suddenly lost interest in continuing, pulled away from the other's slender fingers that were pinching his chin, and turned his face to the side. "Whatever, laugh if you want, it's all what I deserve."

He wouldn't be able to hold back his tears at a time like this.

"Laugh at me? No, I'm here to thank you. Without your help, I wouldn't have been able to get rid of the curse so easily."

"So this is how you repay me?"