Becoming a Villain from the Bishop of Sin

"Good afternoon! Miss Emnicia, how did you sleep last night?"

The enthusiastic woman smiled brightly, but her face, clothes and hands were all covered with blood, which made this scene quite scary.

Moreover, this enthusiasm obviously exceeded the usual enthusiasm, and the eyes were also inexplicably hot, especially the blood on the face and body, which made Emnesia instinctively think of Luo Mo's previous words.

...Even though she knew it was the blood of the big fox, she still retracted her head unconsciously, and asked cautiously:

"That, that...Auntie, I want to ask a strange question, have you...resurrected?"

"What's so strange about this? Of course I've been resurrected? Otherwise, how could I still be alive? It's really... You kid obviously..."

"—very good!" Luo Mo grabbed Emnesia by the back collar and pulled her over from the window sill, then closed the window in one go, slapped her dazed ear, and said seriously:

"You should have heard clearly just now, right?"

"Yes Yes!"

Although it was unbelievable, she could only nod in a daze as a result, and looked a little frightened by him.

"Then what to do next, you should understand?"

"..."

Although Luo Mo said very seriously, he was pressed against the wall suddenly, and the girl who instinctively held her breath with a flushed face just looked up at him blankly.

"Hello~? What are you looking at? Give me an answer?" He waved his hand in front of Emnesia.

"...Ah, yes! What, what's wrong?"

"What's the matter? Of course I'm escaping now!" As he spoke, he took out the broom: "Take your things with you, let's evacuate from this place with all our strength!"

"Oh, oh! Wait a minute!" Emnesia tidied up her things in a panic, but noticed in front of the mirror that her eye sockets seemed to be very red, and the movements of her hands gradually slowed down: "Huh? I. ...did you cry yesterday?"

"Oh~ what's so strange about this, isn't it normal for a girl to cry at her first night?"

"Yes, is that so?"

"I read a lot, and I won't lie to you about it."

"Book?" A strange picture appeared in Emnesia's head, and she pursed her lips flushed and stared at him: "... a strange book?"

"Your thoughts are really dirty, can't health care and sports work? Really..."

......

Luo Mo was just as usual, teasing the girl who had no memory, relying on the crushing of memory to confuse the small problems he found.

After prevaricating, he just dragged her to sit on the broom.

Without waiting for the villagers to react, they flew out of the window on a broom and disappeared across the horizon.

The villagers who were still processing the corpse were at a loss as to why he had to leave in such a hurry.

......................

Under a cloudless blue sky.

Sitting recliningly on the broom with two additional chairs, the two of them headed straight for the target.

Originally, Emnesia was a little flustered with her heart beating faster, but she gradually got used to it.

Or...she herself was surprised, she seemed to have gotten used to riding the same broom with Luo Mo.

It was even very natural, hugging his hand from the side, followed his head and leaned on it, just snuggled up to his side, and closed his eyes comfortably:

"The weather is really nice today..."

"You just woke up not long ago? Are you going to sleep again?"

"I can't help it~ I have nothing to do when I sit all the time."

"You can run below, and I'll cheer you on above?"

"I don't like this kind of joke."

"I don't like that joke either."

"Huh? Then..."

"I'm serious." Luo Mo's expression made Amnesia dumbfounded: "...are you a demon?"

"Hey, just kidding~"

"..."

"Ah, are you losing your temper again?"

"Humph!"

Emnesia pouted, crossed her arms and snorted softly, turning her head away, making up her mind to ignore him no matter what he said.

"You're really angry~" He looked at the girl beside him with a smile, and didn't intend to say anything at this time, but took out the map from his pocket.

After a little comparison with the memory along the way, he quickly locked his current location, and then gestured with his fingertips, and he found the location of the City of Faith accurately, and realized that he is now very close to the City of Faith.

"Well~ It only takes another week, and it should be there. Are you nervous?"

"...It's okay." Emnesia glanced at it quietly. Although he couldn't read the map in his hand and didn't know where he was now, he still believed him and cast his gaze into the distance :

"I don't know what I'm thinking about now. I don't know anything except that it should be my hometown. The only thing is——it's finally here...this kind of thinking."

"Well, there's nothing you can do about it. After all, you haven't been there, and you don't have any memory of it."

"...For you, it's a little different."

She secretly observed the young man beside her from the corner of her eyes.

"I?"

"Well, I just met you in the morning, but how should I put it... If we separate, I'm a little bit reluctant."

"It's 'slightly' and 'a bit', you are really ruthless, even though we have been together for a while, you actually only have this kind of attitude, oh~ I really don't trust people, I don't trust people Ah~"

Luo Mo pretended to sigh repeatedly.

After hearing this, Emnesia immediately remembered what happened in the morning, blushed and elbowed him, dissatisfied: "Don't keep saying such bullying things, I'm just shy!"

"Oh~ are you shy?"

"...what, can't I be shy?"

"No, no, of course."

"—I won't talk to you anymore!"

"Oh? Did you get into trouble again? You are really easy to get into trouble today."

Smiling and hugging her shoulders, watching her sulking, Luo Mo felt more interesting about her than reflecting on what she had done.

It's just that Emnesia really ignored him this time, and always carried out her attitude of keeping silent.

But she herself is also a little strange, it feels incredible...Even though she only has a short memory of getting along with her in the morning, she somehow feels that she wishes to be on the road like this all the time rather than returning to her hometown.

(When did the real me start to have such feelings? Or do I have some uneasiness about my hometown deep down in my heart?) She is very confused about her own thoughts, but now she can't find an accurate answer.

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Due to the great limitations of the flying speed of normal magicians, the sky was already dark before they reached the Gobi they had visited before.

It took them six days to reach the Gobi and cross it and on the sixth day they reached the edge of the Gobi.

"——Oh, it's amazing! It's so beautiful~!"

At night, he set up the tent, but the girl next to him who was supposed to help was half done, so he looked up at the sky and marveled at the beauty of the Gobi night sky.

"...Yes, yes, but compared to this, you should hurry up and help me set up the tent, or you will catch a cold at night, so don't say I didn't warn you."

"It's the same if we do that kind of thing later, obviously such a beautiful scenery is in front of us! Are you indifferent?!"

"Why do I have to be moved by the same scenery repeatedly? I admire you in turn. Every time I am moved by the same scenery, it can be attributed to the lack of memory, but..."

Facing the girl with a carefree smile on her face, Luo Mo just glanced at her fingers on the diary, and sighed helplessly:

"In the past few days, every night you have written a long list of how beautiful the starry sky in the Gobi is. How many times is this the first time? Why haven't you bothered? I should have seen it in the morning, and it's almost enough. , Can’t I describe it with another thing? Please don’t write about the sky anymore.”

"No matter how many times you write about beautiful things, you can always discover new beauty!" The girl who didn't listen to persuasion was still looking up at the sky, and kept describing the beautiful scenery she saw.

She just refuted for a while, but she suddenly realized something, suddenly stopped writing and lowered her head to look at him, narrowing her eyes as if trying to put pressure on him: "You...Did you peek at my diary? "

"Don't make your words so ugly, I just want to help you check for typos out of a sense of responsibility to take care of my best friend."

"—No need! Don't watch it! I'll be really angry next time I watch it!" Emnesia protested angrily, and he even doubted his self-talking behavior: "Don't you care about other friends? Will you peep at the diary too?"

"So, don't make your words so ugly, I'm just helping to correct typos, but... Among the people I know who will keep a diary, besides you, Irena is the only one, right?"

"...Irena?"

"I haven't read Irena's diary. After all, it's just a record of travel. I think it's not as interesting as yours. Others may have written it. I didn't care about it. Let's talk about it next time I have a chance."

"Hey~"

"what?"

"No~" Emnesia, who was looking at him everywhere, deliberately pulled out the ending, but just when he was about to say something more, he showed a gentle smile as if he was relieved:

"It's really great~ You still have friends, I thought you were my only friend."

"What you said made it seem like I have a bad personality, although it is true...but I have so many friends, it can be said that they are too many to count."

"Oh~ tell me? What do their names say?"

"Hey, I've forgotten many of them. Compared with those insignificant things, let's talk about today's starry sky."

Under her expectant gaze, Luo Mo quickly changed the subject, stopped working and looked towards the sky.

"Don't say that! What if they find out? It will definitely be very sad."

I don't know if I really believed what he said, or felt that his statement was very wrong. Emnesia began to preach very seriously, and finally lowered her head and kicked the gravel beside her, and a waving look appeared on her face. The haze that does not go:

"It's so sad to be forgotten....It's too much to forget casually."

The girl's small whispers were restless and weak.

But Luo Mo was a little speechless, shaking his head and said: "...you said this, it must not be about forgetting, I am forgotten by you every day, right?"

"Ah, indeed...I'm sorry." Emnesia recalled this undeniable fact, opened her eyes slightly and turned to him, and honestly lowered her head at him with deep apology.