A former fool wants to change the world

A week later, at noon, the first floor of [Angel's Gift].

Brother?

I didn't hold back my laughter in Börning's face, "He's a man who can become Grandpa Lulu!" "

Börning had a stiff smile on his face, "If you laugh enough, please drink quietly, Master Diluc hates senseless noise." "

She definitely hated me for ordering two rainbow fissels.

"Then add me two glasses of water cut whiskey."

Börning's mask that has remained unchanged for ten thousand years finally cracked: "I still order these two things when I come to the tavern at noon, are you here to drink or to torture people?" And how many times do I repeat, my position at the winery is a sommelier, not a bartender!! "

You didn't ask me to meet me in the old place... However, ordering wine is indeed an unnecessary part, and I quickly replaced the wine with a screwdriver, and her face softened a little.

"So... Did Lulu tell you? "

"It's not a telling," Burning flipped through the ice and fire water under the counter and poured it into the cup, "I think Lulu is asleep, she thinks she's talking in her dreams, it's as simple as that." "

I wonder, didn't you sleep next to each other? The relationship is so close, and I don't want to say it directly.

"Even if Lulu tells the truth, what motive does Perron have to help her kill the fools?" I hastened to voice my doubts.

"Quite simply, because Perron is also a victim of fools... The scourge of this official organization, which is close to militarization, is much larger than you can see with the naked eye. "

Of course I know that. It's just-

"Words volley."

I don't know when Börning changed his name to me.

"The plan you mentioned earlier to set up a small self-help organization... Do you still do the numbers? "

——

"That was... A true demon god! "

Once again, I dreamed of their cut faces, and their last words.

When Volley sent the three piles of meat to ask Xiaomi and me to clean up, I must have a question mark on my face.

You call this thing the human body?

However, Xiaomi is also really capable, and it took five days to sew up all the bodies, and I plan to send them to the old place to die.

Eh, their bodies are cut like this, their resentment must be very heavy.

Although most people in my circle of communication dislike fools, people are dead, at least walk decently.

I saw spirits floating above the corpse, and then the three people screamed in unison the moment they saw me.

"Monster!!"

What and what.

Although more than half of my body has been replaced by machinery, I am a serious person. That's pretty rude for a kid in my twenties.

Well, it should be no problem to say so, Ning Zi said that there is a book that says that hibernation is not considered age....

The most important thing is that they are more like ghosts in the spirit state than I am still in the world!

"Ahem, long story short. I'm a professional in Liyue funeral, send you to... In short, you are dead, but the things that impressed you before, and the things that cannot be forgotten strengthened your obsession, causing you to die in peace, and it is good for you and me to say it. "

About to see that I didn't cause any substantial harm to them, three blue lights surrounded each other, and after a while, a person floated over: "We just explained to a girl who was so tall that our fools had great achievements and persuaded her to join, that white-haired girl was like crazy, and she didn't die when she was stopped by her guardian, and then tricked us into the ruins..."

"Tell the truth."

"Well, we admit that the girl is very good-looking, and she did say something inappropriate for children..."

I flattened, "Then you really deserve to die—what about after that?" "

Don't you have a 13 count of what you've done?

Afterwards, he has to dance in front of the human victim, saying that life should be light.

Three groups of ghosts, you look at me, I look at you, and they don't speak.

"Open your mouth, even if you are deaf and dumb in a ghost state, you can speak, you have so much resentment and don't say anything, how can people help you?"

"That... I don't really know how to say it. After the white-haired girl said that after she started it, she only heard something banging, but but but but but..."

Stuttering and refusing to say, then don't complain about me for violating privacy, anyway, this kind of scum doesn't deserve to have privacy!

——

"It's my friend, you should have met before. She saw you, didn't she? "

The demon god entrenched in the darkness nodded, and I heard the electric current.

Note:

A screwdriver is a cocktail made of vodka or gin with lime juice, lemon, grapefruit or citrus juice, rounded up to the point that it contains fire water (a famous spirit in winter, most likely pinched from vodka).

Don't ask me why Tivat has cocktails created by American workers, just empty fantasy worlds.