Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　Holding onto these memories, Saint King looked at the smile on Cong Yu's face and finally couldn't help but smile as well.

　Cong Yu: “?”

　What? Did I get some on my face?

　Thinking this, Cong Yu casually touched her face, and after confirming that there was nothing there, she looked at the Saint King with a strange expression.

　This guy is getting weirder and weirder.

　-

　Why did humanity begin to fight?

　It's not a struggle between humans, but a struggle between humans and wild beasts... Humans are omnivorous, that's beyond doubt.

　Humans first ate fruit.

　Then came the beasts.

　The first enemy that mankind fought against was wild beasts... The wild beasts that primitive people hunted evolved from small creatures in tree holes into huge "red meat" creatures.

　This process stems from cooperation and weaponry.

　The struggle between humans is the opposite of "cooperation".

　In other words, where there is cooperation, there will be struggle. Cooperation arises for survival, and struggle arises for survival as well.

　The meaning of survival is death.

　"call out……"

　Brilliant arrows, as sharp as lightning, intertwined with equally sharp and explosive arrows, creating a deafening explosion in the air.

　"Demand a binding agreement" and "Demand a binding attack"—without hesitation, they nocked arrows and aimed them at their opponents…without any murderous intent in their eyes.

　Because the other party is "oneself," there is no doubt...

　You are yourself.

　"..."

　"call out!!"

　"Zizzizi..."

　"boom!!!"

　"..." That is, a battle between half a king and half a king.

　It was a battle beyond the imagination of ordinary people...

　It wasn't an arrow large enough to be called a "light cannon," but rather a dazzling arrow like a flashbang.

　However, as it hurtles past, it can unleash terrifying and immense wind pressure... enough to destroy everything in its path.

　Then, in the very end…

　"boom!!!"

　The trajectory of the projectile was affected by the explosion of the "phantom" thrown by Erin Grenault, and the originally evenly matched "Taoshufa" was pierced through the heart by an arrow from another version of himself.

　Then, it was immediately riddled with holes in the rain of arrows.

　"Haha...really."

　"Tossing the Sword" said this, looking at "Tossing the Sword" speechlessly: "It's just like a props race."

　Yes, for the two of them, Erin Grenor and Semayerbo were essentially a prop attack under fair circumstances.

　Who will be attacked is random.

　This may also be a form of fairness under another model.

　Victory or defeat depends on luck.

　Of course, not everyone can do this; 100+10 is always more interesting than 100+1.

　And that's it...

　"..."

　"Huh...huh..."

　Amidst the panting of the two magical girls who had awakened from their coma, and accompanied by specks of light... the king of the four ultimately became one.

　The king who created strife, and then severed it.

　Through negotiation and compromise, a union was formed (born).

　Chapter 516 It's so refreshing to talk to honest people

　It's over... there's no need for the war to continue.

　The cycle of minor skirmishes every three days and major skirmishes every five days came to an end at this moment... In other words, Southeast Asia was liberated.

　War has indeed brought suffering and destruction to humanity, destroying homes, taking lives, and displacing people.

　Whether they are magical girls, freaks, or ordinary people, they have all been drawn into this vortex...

　And that vortex truly ceased to exist from that moment on.

　Peace has been restored.

　I'm relieved... that's truly something to be thankful for.

　They can escape the shadows, rebuild their homes, and resume their lives.

　"My hometown... the future will be better."

　. "

　Semayebo let out a long sigh, deeply feeling... that they really were doing something for humanity.

　Although it was only a small step, and only played a supporting role, they really accomplished something.

　That's enough, that's enough to satisfy me.

　burnt out.

　……

　I'm dying...

　The feeling of not feeling pain is truly wonderful.

　Thinking this way, she couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of "no pain," just like the addictive feeling of "not itching" after being tormented by mosquito bites for half a day... The "no pain" at this moment was the same.

　So peaceful, so serene...

　It feels so good to be alive.

　Erin Grenor was in a similar state; the two of them were currently lying in the reception room of the "Banquet of Yopha," struggling to revive.

　It's not about actually dying and being resurrected through a revival match, but rather... the souls and spirits of the dead are gradually returning to the world.

　Even though they thought, "I just want to fall asleep like this," they still had to get up... because they were still alive.

　A sense of mission was calling them both.

　"Ancestors..."

　Lost in thought, Eileen Greneau dragged her stiff body to sit up, struggling to breathe, and forced her eyes open: "Witness..."

　"..." Then, in the next instant, she saw Cong Yu's face full of admiration... Cong Yu's expression at this moment was truly one of amazement.

　That's perverted...

　These two magical girls are practically psychopaths.

　The sense of mission is excessively strong.

　I see!

　It is the imprint of thought, the imprint of thought!

　It's so scary.

　If this magical girl identifies herself as a monster king who needs correction... then killing her directly is a viable option.

　It's so distorted, it's scary.

　Fortunately, they didn't seem to have any complaints about themselves...

　Otherwise, even if you kill them like you would swat an insect, it would be as frustrating as killing a stink bug.

　"Hello."

　As Cong Yu spoke, she responded to Brad Van Mirion's message, indicating that she was indeed in Southeast Asia.

　"..." In response to Cong Yu's greeting, Eileen Greneau took a deep breath: "Hello... I was wondering before, what should I call you?"

　Eileen Grenor and Semayep previously knew Cong Yu as a friend of "Tao Shu Yufa" and had a good relationship with the Saint King.

　However, it is unclear who Cong Yu actually is.

　"me?"

　As Cong Yu said this, she glanced at Semayebo, who was struggling to get up: "People who know me call me Cong Yu."

　Eileen Grenault and Semaiebo exchanged a glance, then nodded to Cong Yu: "Hello x2"

　"..."

　"Hey, hello everyone."

　Cong Yu greeted them like this, then looked at the two magical girls whose bodies were already badly damaged: "Are you alright?"

　In response to Cong Yu's words, Eileen Greneau gasped, "Huff...huff...thank you for your concern, I'm probably alright."

　No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like it's "okay".

　At this moment, the cracks on these two magical girls, like the marks on a shattered porcelain bowl, seemed as if they might break at any moment.

　It's likely that getting hit by a truck would instantly send you to another world.

　"Hmm... that technique should actually be used as little as possible."

　Cong Yu said, resting his chin on his hand, looking at the two magical girls who seemed on the verge of collapse: "Neither the combination of [Origin Interception - Brilliance] nor 'Illusory Image' should be used too frequently."

　"..."

　"!!!" The "young man" in front of him was someone who knew the truth.

　The moment she made that decision, Semayep prepared to immediately blow up the magical energy they left behind and run away.

　But Eileen Grenault shook her head at her, then looked at Cong Yu and shook her head: "Indeed, I will rest for a while."

　As she said this, she stood up, her back to the dawn breaking through the living room window: "But we won't stop... Will you stop us?"

　"..."

　"Hmm... I'm not sure, but probably not."

　As Cong Yu spoke, he looked at the two who were visibly relieved and asked, "What are you planning to do after you've rested for a while?"

　When Cong Yu asked curious questions, Semayep chose to remain silent, while Eileen Greneau simply said, "Go to the North Capital of Japan."

　Oh, that's bad.

　Cong Yu thought to herself.

　"Are you planning to kill the Snow Woman?"

　In response to Cong Yu's question, Eileen Greneau shook her head: "That's no use. The severe cold of Beidu wasn't created by the Snow Woman, but rather by the gathering of strange people associated with ice and snow..."

　Indeed, they seem to be surprisingly intelligent.

　"Therefore, we designed a solution called 'A Revolutionary Urban Heating System Based on the Operation of Spiritual Veins'."

　Erin Greneau said this while nodding very seriously: "Go to Lanzarote, Spain, where we have the technology to achieve heating."

　Damn! This name sounds like the name of a graduation project.

　"hiss……"

　丛雨

　He gasped, deciding to retract his previous assessment of the two people... He was wrong; they weren't extreme or biased at all.