Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　Laugh if you want to...

　With a touch of emotion, Cong Yu looked out the car window at the sea view... she could even see a huge baleen whale outside the window.

　There is also a lot of white pollution.

　Damn it! You guys who don't care about the ocean, watch out, one day I'll launch the "Blue Dream" project and establish the Blue Dream Company!

　With this in mind, Cong Yu casually summoned several other Jormungandr trains, which devoured all the garbage.

　That's right, this is proof that Cong Yu loves protecting the environment!

　Could there be anyone in this world kinder than him?

　No! There won't be any more!

　"So, what kind of person is this 'Demon King Light Night' mentioned in the prophecy?"

　Cong Yu shrugged and spread his hands in response to Xiao Ying's words:

　"I don't know that. The only information I have is what those monsters said..."

　"Besides, I haven't been to Britain in a long time. The King of Saints should know more about the specific details. Let's go find him first."

　"..." Saint King...

　Xiaoying knows this person... Although the information about the Thirteen Kings is rather general, the Saint King, who is always in the public eye, is still quite famous.

　The Saint King, who was active as "King" and "Lord of Britain," was known even to those on the surface.

　However, Cong Yu really does know everyone...

　Thinking it over, Xiaoying sighed and rested her chin on her hand: "You're doing quite well in the 'King' circle. You know the King of Wind City, all five Kings of Japan, and even the Saint King."

　As she spoke, Xiaoying touched the curtains by the window of the Jormungandr train, gazing at the train's interior, which could at any moment turn into a wall of flesh, binding and restraining people.

　"With your and my strength, becoming king shouldn't be too difficult, right? Is it because you prefer Fuuto?"

　Cong Yu coughed lightly and nodded in response to Xiao Ying's words: "Yes, I also like Fengdu, and the King of Fengdu also likes Fengdu... There's nothing I can do about it."

　As he said this, Cong Yu casually teased Xiao Ying, saying, "A throne cannot be sat on by two different faces at the same time."

　Wow, that's amazing.

　My ability to interpret "false truth" and "true lie" in two different ways is simply divine.

　……

　"Oh, that's really embarrassing."

　Xiaoying had no suspicions. She looked at the sea outside, picked up a biscuit and put it in her mouth: "However, neither you nor I need a throne to prove our nobility."

　Although Cong Yu was also a king, he had to agree with Xiao Ying's words.

　Then, Xiaoying continued to ask—

　Have you ever seen a strange emperor? What do you think his level of power was?

　Upon hearing this, Cong Yu almost spat out his coffee. He rolled his eyes speechlessly: "You really dare to think that way... It's best not to get involved in that idea."

　Xiaoying looked curious at Cong Yu's words and asked, "Why? Is that strange emperor very strong?"

　"..."

　"She's pretty weak. In a head-on fight, she'd probably only be able to barely defeat the boss, since she's in a sealed state."

　Cong Yu honestly revealed Miss Chi You's secrets, and what followed was obviously a "but".

　Xiaoying knew this too, so she waited for Congyu's next chapter.

　"The emperor has a bad temper. If you're in the right, you might be able to beat her up even if she knows she's in the wrong."

　As Cong Yu said this, he reached out and placed his hand on the last cookie, breaking it in half: "But..."

　With that drawn-out tone, Cong Yu stuffed half a biscuit into her mouth: "There are reasons why she became emperor, and those are also her bottom line."

　Xiaoying was a little curious about this.

　What happens if the bottom line is crossed?

　"..."

　What will happen?

　Cong Yu smiled, picked up the remaining half of the cookie, and pondered the location of Xiao Ying's mouth: "Anyway, it won't be anything good."

　I'm stuffed!

　That's my nose!

　The little shadow with a black face shouted this, speechlessly opened its mouth wide, bit into the last half of the biscuit, and swallowed it.

　Then, watching the train gradually come to a stop, Xiaoying commented on the cookies: "They taste good, where did you buy them?"

　Cong Yu responded casually to this.

　"Yaochuan Guang made it."

　Oh, so it was made by that magical girl.

　In response, Xiaoying10086-B, which split off from Xiaoying10086, revealed a maternal smile that only the big and little shadows could see.

　-

　"Digging and digging and digging in the tiny cemetery—"

　"Opening tiny blind boxes, creating tiny homes—"

　"..." casually humming, a cheerful hooded man, under the cover of night, led his brothers... in a frenzy of digging up graves.

　Like hardworking farmers, they are diligently working, carrying shovels and hoes, with straw hats on top of their hoods.

　Every now and then, when I'm tired or hot, I'll look up at the blazing... moon.

　Wipe away sweat with your sleeve.

　But they don't sweat.

　Therefore, the evaluation of the Shunni Baqianliu school is...

　"The drama queen."

　Saying this so coldly, the little boy leaned against the wall speechlessly, watching his subordinates slack off while working.

　Or, to put it more nicely.

　Working while slacking off?

　However, he had no intention of disturbing the dead; entertaining himself wasn't a bad thing.

　Going against their will and their lives is already going against their own wishes.

　Moreover, afterwards, Shunni Baqianliu will mercilessly send them to launch a frontal attack on the 22nd Group to draw attention away from the enemy.

　So, for now, let them do what they want.

　These corpses, whose life and death had been reversed, were already rotting and had lost the ability to enjoy life as humans should, and would eventually turn back into skeletons after a period of time...

　This is the limit of the reversal technique.

　This is the limit of the "following and reversing" family lineage.

　Therefore, eight thousand in both directions.

　Liu wanted to witness... and he had to witness it, even knowing he would die.

　Go and witness, as your own elder sister, who transcends the origins and lineages of the family, who flows through the three thousand streams.

　With this thought in mind, the young boy sighed, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the bright moon in the sky...

　Then, he realized something.

　"Stop digging! The cops are coming, get out of here!!!"

　As Shunni Baqianliu shouted this, his body quickly began to fold.

　It is neither a fold from left to right, nor a fold from the human body.

　Rather, it is a folding of "existence".

　Just like a cat in a box, it undergoes a fold from being observed to being unobserved... This is a reversal of "existence or non-existence".

　Subsequently, the corpses that had been working diligently also quickly began to fold in the same way.

　Disappeared in place.

　"..."

　"Holy crap!! Teacher, we're late again... Ouch, teacher, why did you hit me? What are you doing? Ouch—"

　"Don't say bad words."

　"Yes!"

　Chapter 296 Cong Yu: I told you sending flowers would easily be misunderstood—

　At this moment, a formation is enveloping Oak Town.

　Yes, above the town is a formation... a formation of arrays.

　Centered on the core of the spiritual vein nodule, a long array extends outwards, with magic power slowly filling the array along its lines.

　It consumed a vast amount of magic power, supplemented by the abilities of prophecy and location...

　All in order to find the Demon King mentioned in the prophecy of the monsters.

　"..." The Saint King found it difficult to comment on this.

　Because he didn't think it was a good idea to place the hopes of the so-called "Age of Monsters" on a vague and ethereal demon king.

　Moreover, the prophecy only mentioned a new era.

　The old era has ended, and a brand new one has emerged... an era in which gloom once again stands in the sunlight, redefining positive and negative.

　What kind of era was it? The prophecy was vague and ambiguous.

　If the Saint King is one of these monsters, then he certainly wouldn't easily define the new era led by the "Demon King" as the era he desires.

　However, the Saint King would not say these words aloud.

　"Ah, here you are again, Saint King."

　The one saying this was the monster with a displeased expression; the Saint King remembered her name as "Beng".

　Her expression remained unchanged behind the taut mask as she looked at the Saint King: "Are you perhaps quite free?"

　"..." That hit the nail on the head.

　In fact, the King of Saints was both busy and idle... If we're talking about idleness, he was always in the media and giving speeches.

　But if I'm busy...

　Aside from giving speeches and maintaining his presence on Twitter to solidify his status as "King of Britain," he had few other leisure activities.

　"Perhaps... After all, this is the era of humanity. As the king of humanity, even if he is a monster, he doesn't need to worry too much."

　Responding in this way, the Saint King unconsciously choked and "tightened up," looking at the magic array that was slowly accumulating energy.

　"So, in the age of monsters, will monsters replace humans, or will they replace us weirdos?"

　"..." Bong felt a little headache listening to the Saint King's words... because the Saint King's speech was roundabout.

　Such questioning takes into account aspects such as "inquiring about stance," "inquiring about thoughts," and "inquiring about the purpose of the investigation"...

　The negotiations with the King of Saints during this period have been really exhausting.

　"I don't know either... judging from what the Demon King said."

　"Beng" answered very honestly, sighing and hoping that the Saint King would hurry up and attend to his own business, because she was not in the mood for riddles.

　And at this time...

　A gigantic, illusory snake head slowly appeared in mid-air, after "Beng" and Saint King cast their gazes at it.

　Cong Yu led Xiao Ying out of the snake's mouth.

　“Oh, Saint King, you’re here too? And this one…”

　As Cong Yu spoke, she examined the mask on the monster's face and tried to recall which one it should be: "Bang, right?"