Becoming a Villain from the Bishop of Sin

When the time comes, the end is estimated to be even more tragic, so I can only try to persuade them with words.

What's worth mentioning is that they didn't know that during this period of time, he had fled to the end. Although he searched hard, he still found nothing.

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Luo Mo originally wanted to seek compensation from Amelis, and then took the opportunity to blackmail her into listening to him.

However... Amelis, who has been doing all these years, has just come back. Seeing that he was also happy and covered in blood, she jumped on him like a child.

The lineup of the Flügel team that followed her hadn't changed, but they were all little lolitas, and they also held the heads of two strange giants in their hands.

It's just... two fewer people.

"What? Where's Yuffie and Michelle? What happened to them?"

Thinking of those two girls who used to stuff their heads all the way, he couldn't help but ask.

"Yuffie and Michelle? Ahh~ this time the luck is not very good, when he was dealing with those big guys, he came for reinforcements, it was really a disaster~ If it wasn't for Jibril's quick arrival, not only Yuffie Faye and Michelle, we're probably screwed."

Just like stacking Arhats, Amelis, who was stacked on Azrael's back, spoke the sad news of her sister's death in a flat tone with a look of rejoicing.

However, these words made Azrael jump off Luo Mo's body suddenly, put her hands on Amelis' shoulders in disbelief, and shook vigorously:

"--What meow?! Yuffie and Michelle! Dead, dead meow?!"

"It's dead."

"—Wow meow ah ah ah ah!!"

Amelis said it lightly, but Azrael pouted her mouth and immediately burst into tears.

This was a very normal attitude, but it made the surrounding Flügel look speechless.

Flying from behind, Jibril, who was also young, also sighed angrily:

"Here again, the battlefield is a place where you bet on each other's life and death, and sharpen your own life and soul. If you die, you deserve it."

"But, but! She, they...they are all Meow's younger sisters!!"

"So what? We are weapons, right? Death on the battlefield is the most normal way to end it?"

"Azrael, you are really outrageous. Why are you still sad now? I know you love them, but now you should be happy that they died on an open and honest battlefield?"

Raphael, who was originally the most sensible, surprised Luo Mo, and also cast a contemptuous look at Azrael's crying appearance.

The rest... the Flügel just shook their heads, not wanting to pay attention to her "broken" leader.

The lively atmosphere of Luo Mo's return was completely wiped out by Azrael's crying, and the girls dispersed in frustration.

After a while, only Azrael, who was lying on the ground and crying loudly, and Luo Mo, who was standing on the side, looking up at the red sky that seemed to be bleeding, seemed to be thinking of something.

As a Flügel, she was supposed to be a companion, happy to die on a fair battlefield, but as the eldest sister, Azrael couldn't help but feel sad.

The racial characteristics and her own identity made her feel that she was very contradictory. She couldn't help lowering her head and asked cautiously to Luo Mo behind her:

"...Xiao Luo, you also feel that Meow is ashamed? Is Meow broken?"

"Who knows, in fact, I am still unfamiliar with you personally, but if you look at it from my point of view, it should be someone else who is abnormal, and you..." Luo Mo smiled helplessly, walked forward and squatted She walked to Azrael's side, and stroked his head casually:

"I don't know anything about the Flügel, but I don't think there's anything wrong with mourning the death of a loved one."

"...Really meow?" Azrael, who just stopped crying for a while, but her eyes were still full of tears, widened her eyes in disbelief.

"I don't think I'm bored enough to lie to you"

"Woo~ woo meow ah~~~!" The affirmative answer brought tears to Azrael's eyes again, and she hugged Luo Mo again faster than before.

He just hugged him so fiercely, hugged him into his arms with all his strength, and cried desperately, as if a lost child finally found his parents after going through all kinds of hardships, dyeing Luo Mo's shirt in a short while wet.

But even so, she still didn't stop crying, but sobbed about her grievances over the years.

Although she felt that Azrael was a little too exaggerated, Luo Mo temporarily put down her depression and stroked her head to reassure her that she was not so much tens of thousands of years old, but rather a young girl at this moment.

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After a big cry, Luo Mo originally thought that Azrael would be clingier than usual or something.

However, after she got the understander unexpectedly, in the next month, she was much more peaceful than in the past.

Even after expressing in front of Luo Mo that he didn't like the room built by that head, even though he looked very depressed with his head down, he still found an empty room for him.

Luo Mo, who had nothing to do in his free time, just wandered around in the sky city for the time being.

During this process, he also discovered that there are a lot of rooms above, even far exceeding the total number of Flügel species. If it wasn't for "real estate speculation", many of them should be purely vacant.

"... There will always be losses in battle. After so many years, although Master Artoxiu has increased our clansmen, the total number is still relatively small, meow, and now you and Xiaoji are the last children. Master Artoxiu is here After creating the two of you, there will be no increase in the number of supplements; perhaps for Mr. Artosh, you have a special meaning meow, for example, now...you have the smell of dragon spirits on your body, and the smell of gods became more apparent."

Accidentally, she didn't hug him like an octopus, but Azrael, who just hugged his hand, talked about the changes in him as if inadvertently, talking about the situation of the castle in the sky and the Flügel.

It is precisely because the number of people has decreased that more houses have come out.

"Actually, I secretly made a cemetery cat for those children."

"cemetery?"

"Come with me meow~!"

Before he could be surprised, Azrael dragged him to her room.

The interior of that room is not so much a girl's room, but more like the room of a certain demon king. This demon king... likes to collect strange things.

As expected, there are all kinds of heads on the left... This is almost the standard configuration of the Flügel, and on the right is an exquisite transparent box, each of which contains a magic stone.

Projected on the magic stone are all kinds of unsuspecting sleeping postures of young girls—you don’t need to guess, they must all be secretly photographed.

"...Aren't you afraid that when others come to your room, they will find these and beat you?"

"It's okay~ They don't dare to come meow at all~"

"why?"

"They all know that as long as they come in for a month, they will definitely not be able to get out! Because I will hug them to the death and won't let them go, meow~!"

Azrael puffed out her chest with her hands on her hips, and she was so proud of the strange thing that Luo Mo couldn't help but knocked her on the head.

"Woo meow?! Xiao Luo actually hit her sister?!" She covered her head instantly, with a pitiful look on the verge of crying.

Even though he knew she was faking it and thought she deserved what she deserved, the beautiful girl's actions made people feel unbearable.

But Luo Mo was more worried about her crying than Yu Xin, and probably couldn't coax her well at the moment, so he could only apologize while touching her head: "Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't hold back a little."

"Yeah~! That's right! You should be gentle with your sister, meow~!"

Azrael, who had an overly expressive expression, broke into a smile instantly, as if she had forgotten that this was the elder's behavior towards the younger.

(It's also easy to handle, so it's more worry-free...) Facing a weird guy like Azrael, Luo Mo was simply annoyed at the beginning, but now it has changed a little bit.

And Azrael sorted out her mood, then mysteriously pushed away the huge display cabinet bookshelf filled with candid magic stones, revealing the space behind.

Of course, there is nothing on the wall behind it, only an extremely complicated magic circle is drawn.

"what is this?"

"Juejie... is also Luoyuan Meow."

"what?"

"I 'learned' the technique from the fairies, so I created a different world in this room."

"...Ah this...that's amazing, but what are you going to do with it?"

To be honest, Luo Mo couldn't imagine what she would do in a fantasy independent world like Avant Heim... Could it be used to build a cemetery?

"Come in, you'll know when you come in, meow."

Azrael didn't explain either, but with a tired smile, she grabbed his hand, and just took his hand to step into that new world.

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The interior of Juejie is more complete than Luo Mo imagined.

As a goblin species, the "Luo Garden" created for itself, used to hide and reproduce for avoiding wars, is almost the same as the complete world inside.

Of course, every Luoyuan is different. It depends entirely on your own energy and output. It can be a vast universe, or it may be just a round sky and a small box garden as Gaitian said.

And this place is an endless prairie that can't be seen at a glance.

There are many unknown flowers in pink, white, yellow or blue in the grass.

Countless flowers and plants sway in the wind, like a paradise, filled with the fragrance of green grass and charming flowers.

It's just that there is a high hill in the center of the grassland, and there are countless rock crosses on the hill, which look like tombstones.

"It's not going to be..."

"This is the cemetery for those children, meow."

"Sure enough..." Luo Mo nodded clearly, and while following Azrael forward, he couldn't help thinking of something and asked, "If I remember correctly, we shouldn't have buried And the custom of erecting monuments?"

"But the races on the ground all have the habit of burying their companions, so I also want...to leave traces of the existence of those children or something."

"Does the Flügel have any corpses?"

"...Only the clothes will remain, so I buried everything they liked in the past except their heads here."

Azrael came to the majestic but inexplicably sad tomb group, stroked the cold tombstone, and it was rare that she didn't have the strange mouth habit of "meow".

Luo Mo didn't ask why he deliberately created a new world to arrange cemeteries for those Flügel who died in battle, instead of directly finding a piece of land on Avant Heim.

After all, judging from the attitude of the other Flügel, they didn't take their lives as their lives at all, they just used themselves as weapons.

Whether it is killing or being killed, it is regarded as the necessity of fighting, and even a kind of glory.

Apart from the distortion, he didn't know how to evaluate it, although he himself was not normal, and the Flügel itself was made for the purpose of weapons, maybe this is the normal way of thinking of the Flügel?

However, Azrael's unusualness made him feel a little interesting, and he understood that she deliberately set up a cemetery in this secret place to avoid being ridiculed for lamenting her sister's death.

Or maybe she has shed her mind-as-a-weapon mentality?No, it should be said that some of them have lost their mentality as a weapon.

Luo Mo has no way to make any affirmations, but he also understands that if it is just a weapon, it is impossible to care about the life and death of his companions.

Just watching, Azrael, who couldn't help crying again, and Luo Mo, who dug a new hole and buried her sister's personal belongings in a low voice, couldn't help but appear in her heart. some kind of fantasy.

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