Crayon Shin-chan Won't Pick Up Demon Queen High School Students

The greatest drama in history has begun,

In order to compete for the unprecedented Great Holy Grail, fourteen gods, or saints, have each developed their own power in the world and are preparing to break out a battle of the gods. The victor will realize his wish and become the supreme ruler.

This is a war involving the whole world, and no one can stay out of it.

Everyone is a pawn.

Even the gods are just slightly larger pieces on the chessboard.

And the audience of this drama, the outsider, is also the director.

Your Majesty the Witch, who is watching the show, is also getting ready early,

Sitting at the appointed place, on the bench in the library room,

It was a long square table,

There is a chair at each end,

She sat alone on one of the chairs

The empty chairs on the other side seemed to be waiting for someone to arrive.

Before starting her viewing,

At the same time, I plan to choose a Miss Miko as the narrator for my viewing this time.

"I still need a lady witch who can read the story for me, well, who should I choose this time?"

The girl with the horns on her head is showing a wicked smile, but her eyes are as vile as dead salted fish, and there is a boring atmosphere all over her body.

She kept flipping through the books in her hands, choosing the young lady who brought her a wonderful drama this time.

It was supposed to be like this, but this time, there was a little accident.

A certain witch, the classmate didn't seem to intend to read the story for her this time, but blocked the witch's sight with a curtain.

The book in front of her was empty, completely blank, and the 'story' could not be presented in front of her eyes at all.

"This is really bothering me. Is there no suitable lady witch? Can I just give up watching the drama this time?"

at the same time,

Inside the library, a classical and luxurious door suddenly appeared, and the door was pushed open.

A woman in a dark blue dress and a lace umbrella came out of the door.

Although his appearance was extremely noble and elegant, his limbs were extremely thin and even a little sick, as if he was malnourished.

Her gestures reflect her excellent self-cultivation,

However, the eyes have always revealed a sense of alienation and disgust for everything, giving people a sharp feeling like a cat, as if they can see through everything.

Seeing the person coming, the witch who was watching the drama who was sitting comfortably on the chair and was about to flip through the book and read the 'story' also stopped her movements and gave a response.

I saw her slightly open her hands in a welcoming gesture,

welcome each other's arrival,

"Miracle Witch, Berencastel, cute kitty, this is really a rare visitor, you actually came to me on your own initiative."

In an instant, the original library was completely shattered, and countless books were transformed into fragments scattered in the air, reflecting the changes of the infinite world line.

Every fragment represents the cruel world that Miracle Witch has experienced before her eyes.

It is also the source of her eyes that seem to be uninterested in everything in the world.

Looking at the familiar sea of ​​debris,

Berencastel, with a long sigh,

The moment you step out of the portal,

When she saw the Witch of the Book, the disgust in her eyes was beyond words, obviously she had an unpleasant past with the Witch of the Book.

She snorted coldly and rolled her eyes in the library,

Quickly found what I was looking for.

He walked to the chair opposite the Witch of the Book and sat down, facing her directly.

"No matter how long it has been in the past, you are still as bad as ever. This time, who will you choose to be your witch to watch this drama for you?"

I don't know if I thought of something,

Berencastel spoke again and said:

""""

"I never gave anyone trials and despair, I just gave them the chance to roll the dice, you see, didn't you also successfully escape from the tragic reincarnation???, became a member of the witch ?”

As she said that, she took off a part of her horn, and soon her eyes returned to those of the original small animal, and her body began to retract slightly and become petite.

The purple hair color gradually turned into a pure white snow-like color, and the aura of the whole person was completely different.

I saw her dodge slightly with those cute eyes like a small animal, and said in a weak tone:

"Ewha, are you still... blaming me for not being able to help you escape from the cycle of... tragedy?"