Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　At this moment, Miss Lin has truly become Moirai's Pope... or something similar.

　"..."

　"Why……"

　Realizing this, Lin asked in a low voice, then roared hoarsely to the sky: "Moirei!!!"

　Shouting like that, Miss Lin gripped her eye sockets tightly, her voice filled with a piercing pain, and went straight for her eyes.

　Then she looked in Cong Yu's direction, her empty eye sockets flowing with blood, staring straight at him.

　Then, in the blink of an eye, Cong Yu...

　Eyes as beautiful as iridescent gemstones have grown back in their sockets... as if they had never left them.

　This proves that the eyes were gouged out.

　All that remains are the blood and tears flowing continuously, and the dull, lifeless [former eyeball] held in Lin's hand.

　……

　A person trying to save their family killed innocent people.

　Innocent family members were also killed.

　Those who fanatically worshipped God, proclaimed "I am the master of fate," and longed for a happy future were killed by God's divine judgment.

　Those who hated God, saying "we are God's playthings," and who no longer wanted to live, were blessed by God.

　I can't refuse this blessing.

　……

　At this point, Cong Yu finally understood completely... the evil he had committed as the King of Monsters, and the wicked pleasures he had indulged in, were really just minor mischief.

　"I can roughly guess that the cat belonging to that Gya Hernand the Divine Messenger is probably in trouble now as well."

　As she said this, Cong Yu looked at the mess in front of her, took a deep breath, and commented on the incident: "It's over."

　With that, Cong Yu retracted the ouroboros and stretched: "I'll go back and check on the matter between the Holy See and the vampires, and then tell Chi You and everyone else about it... I think it's necessary for everyone to know."

　Otherwise, one day Moirai might target them.

　"..." Carlos Mario remained silent for a moment, then silently snapped the neck of the last Moirai follower... This guy was kneeling before Miss Lin before he died.

　"I will dedicate my anger to that terrifying evil god."

　The underlying meaning of these words is that they won't kill Miss Lin... but they'll probably beat her up or something.

　"what ever."

　Cong Yu responded by looking at Miss Lin, who had crawled to the body of her loved one and was holding her head in her arms: "Try to see if she's immortal."

　As Cong Yu spoke, she accurately captured the essence of Miss Lin's blessing, which stemmed from God's wicked sense of humor.

　It's also very clear...

　Moirai was by no means a blessing bestowed out of goodwill.

　The goddess of fate seems to possess a bizarre and terrifying sense of humor... just like fate itself.

　It's terrifying and frightening.

　"Well, I will."

　As he said this, Carlos Mario tossed his hat off, revealing a sharp, short haircut: "And you?"

　Seeing Carlos rubbing his hands together in anticipation, Cong Yu looked at the ever-silent barrier and the mansion within it: "I'll wait for you..."

　"And while you're at it, talk to the bystanders."

　Chapter 411 Establishing Bonds (Boundary Building)

　Moirai was clearly not a good boss, or rather... as a boss, she was the worst kind of person.

　Because she would "liquidate" the staff.

　What is liquidation?

　Ms. Lin's family is a good example... People who should have died were changed into people who shouldn't have died by believers under the guise of "welfare".

　It's about exchanging one's own or someone else's destiny for the opportunity to change one's fate. From Moira's perspective, it could be considered a win-win situation.

　Just like "dividends".

　(Red: Guh?)

　(Cong Yu: This is none of your business, but I'll kick you in the butt.)

　(Red: Huh! Uh—)

　"..." However, discussing profit sharing with the gods is like asking a tiger for its skin... After all, believers don't have any means to retaliate against the gods.

　They didn't sign any contract with Moirai, did they?

　Even if they sign, if Moira breaks the contract, who can they turn to for redress? Other gods?

　God knows if they're in cahoots.

　At this moment, Miss Lin and Ge Ya's experiences seem to prove something... When believers are no longer useful or have betrayed you, it's time to turn against them.

　No, perhaps it doesn't include betrayal.

　Because God doesn't care.

　Miss Lin was scolded by Cong Yu and Carlos, and it's highly likely she won't be able to do anything significant for Moirai anymore... The time for reckoning has come.

　Although the fate of a few may be negligible, even a small mosquito leg is still meat... Change? Change my ass!

　All of you, die according to your original fate.

　Geya's situation is even more interesting... because in her original destiny, she was "the one who deserves to die," just like Hong.

　They simply extended their life by offering employee benefits.

　(Red: Guh?)

　(Cong Yu: Get lost... um, here comes my flying kick!)

　(Red: Quack!!!)

　So, Geya, who is "deserving to die," should just die!

　That's probably what Moirai was thinking.

　After Geya Hernand becomes useless, all the fates she once changed will be returned to her by fate.

　The cats from the cat cafe? They're probably in heaven by now.

　Red's fate was also rewritten by Moirai... Due to the uncertainty about the quality of this deity, we will need to pay more attention to it in the future.

　It would be best to let Hong find a way to accept her destined death once, so that she can feel more at ease—she still needs to eat the fake death 2.0.

　With this thought in mind, Cong Yu watched as Miss Lin was lifted up by Carlos with one hand by her head, and then watched as Miss Lin was blasted away.

　Just like a tattered rag doll, it was sent flying into the sky by Carlos Mario's crazy combo.

　During this process, Miss Lin, whose face was ashen, remained motionless like a corpse... she had been completely tormented by God.

　A god with a perverse sense of humor created

　The depth of fate.

　However, in very deep water, the water pressure can easily crush a person to death.

　"..."

　"..." After a brief silence, Cong Yu pondered how to bring God down while watching the gradually dismantling mansion.

　"You've been watching all along, haven't you? The Immortal Master of China."

　Amid Cong Yu's questions, a young girl with snow-white hair and dressed in white walked out of the mansion.

　With a calm expression, Xian Kui spoke softly and elegantly: "That's right. I see... what is your surname?"

　In response to Xian Kui's question, Cong Yu sat nonchalantly on the blood-stained bluestone steps: "My surname is Cong, Cong Yu... and you? How should I address you?"

　Name? Immortals don't have such things.

　"Nameless and without a surname... just call me 'Immortal King'."

　As she said this, Miss Xiankui looked at the dead and corpses filling her field of vision: "Now that it's like this, cleaning up will be a hassle."

　"..." Cong Yu looked at her, realized something, and asked, "Hmm, you don't seem sad at all?"

　In response to Cong Yu's words, Xian Kui tilted his head, his face indifferent: "It wasn't me who died, so why should I be sad?"

　Should we answer questions with questions?

　"Then why aren't you going to stop them? I heard Miss Lin mention before that the Bright Moon Immortal Sect has a responsibility to protect the surrounding towns, right?"

　In response to Cong Yu's question, Xian Kui replied matter-of-factly, "Just because I receive offerings from the Bright Moon Immortal Sect doesn't mean I am a member of the Bright Moon Immortal Sect."

　"I am an immortal, and I have no need to concern myself with the affairs of mortals. My senior brothers and sisters have the responsibility to protect the town, but that does not mean that I am also required to protect these humans."

　As he said this, Xian Kui looked at the lifeless Mingyue Town and said, "I am not confident of victory, and I cannot die."

　"Humanity is in decline, and Heaven and Earth are displeased. I must seek a glimmer of hope amidst death, and my focus must be on all living beings..."

　"I...I must..."

　"..." Cong Yu stared at the immortal, looking at the suppressed sorrow in the other's eyes for the passing of "senior sister and junior sister".

　However, this sadness was quickly masked by indifference.

　All living beings under heaven...?

　Good, good, good, another one going to extremes.

　I just killed a cat lover and educated a selfish person... and then immediately went to the other extreme.

　"Feelings are superfluous. The annihilation of the Bright Moon Immortal Sect may not be a bad thing... It can be considered as severing my last thread of attachment."

　As he said this, the magical fluctuations emanating from the Immortal became increasingly apparent... In terms of intensity, it was roughly at the level of Takemikazuchi.

　In other words...

　The magical girl in front of me, hailed as "China's strongest," has indeed touched the edge of the Monster King, albeit only at the very bottom.

　But is it really worth extinguishing all emotions for this?

　Cong Yu thought to herself, but didn't ask the question aloud... She just had a strange feeling that if the other party continued like this, they wouldn't end up in a good situation.

　Under Cong Yu's watchful gaze, Xian Kui strode toward the mansion: "I'm going into seclusion, but if you'd like to come and have a cup of hot tea... that's fine too."

　"..."

　"No, thank you."

　As Cong Yu spoke, seeing Xian Kui's steps no longer hesitant, he realized something and followed after him in a few steps: "Wait, I want to drink tea."

　Damn it, why is there a subtext in every sentence?!

　-

　“The spiritual energy is gradually turning evil, which is not a good thing for mortals. If one wants to protect all living beings and stand above the mortal world, then one must exist.”

　"While this has allowed me to shed my worldly vanity, it is undoubtedly a good thing, but it is not something that the world can easily accept."

　As he spoke so calmly, two streams of hot tears dripped down Xian Kui's chin and onto the low wooden table in front of them.

　Cong Yu looked at the tearful woman with a hint of disgust: "Do you really think this is a good thing? Do you want to ask your tears?"

　Xian Kui made no attempt to wipe away her tears in response to Cong Yu's words, but simply replied stubbornly and firmly, "It is a good thing."

　"Forehead……"

　"That would be a good thing."

　"..."

　"walk slowly."

　Cong Yu responded, taking a sip of the hot tea the other person had brewed: "The tea is good... Hmm, I understand, I won't say anything."

　When someone invites you in for a cup of tea, they really mean, "Please don't publicize what I'm observing from the sidelines."

　This is so troublesome, I never want to talk to any Chinese people in this world again!