Becoming a Villain from the Bishop of Sin

"Well, the hero can save the beauty? I stopped her from committing suicide as soon as we met, and helped her regain the motivation to live."

"Is that so? This is something worthy of encouragement. It really helps the master to return to his daily life, which helps to understand the 'heart'."

"Uh... probably so?"

Although he really wanted to deny it, but he followed her twisted explanation, Luo Mo could only bite the bullet and nod.

Covering his mouth at the side, to avoid himself from the excessively bloody scene, the Shokuhou Misaki that he spit out directly made their conversation complete, forgetting the situation he was in, and instinctively correcting Teresa's strange misunderstanding up.

But... she dare not.

She could only raise her head cautiously, and asked, "Ru, if there's nothing else, have I left already?"

"No."

"why?"

"If you leave without understanding the situation, people will think that I am bullying the weak."

Actually not so.

He purely wanted to play the role of the villain, play with this girl who happened to bump into him and used him as a toy for a little bit, and let her satisfy his wicked taste.

But...Teresa didn't cooperate at all, and the low degree of tacit understanding made him give up. He could only explain hastily that these people actually had to deal with him, but her business, and planned to pinch himself again. The character of the hero.

Originally, Shokuhou Misaki would definitely not believe it, but...the equipment they used made it impossible for her not to believe Luo Mo's words.

Because in order to make the overpowering "Psychological Mastery" easy to use, she established "self-rules" that weaken the power.

The rule is that you must use the remote control to aim at the target before you can control the opponent. If the opponent's speed is too fast, it will be difficult to aim. Even if you can aim, you cannot stop the opponent's movements for a short time.

This usurping gun can almost be said to be a custom-made equipment specially designed to kill her, so it would be very strange to deal with other people.

But Luo Mo, a guy she hates, would actually help her in this way to solve potential enemies, but she was a little unbelievable.

"...Why do you want to protect me?"

"I'm rather surprised. Why do you think it's surprising that I protect a poor girl? Isn't this a matter of course?"

Luo Mo, who put on the appearance of a gentleman, exuded a majestic and upright aura, gently reached out to lift the girl up from the ground, and explained with a sad expression: "Actually, you have misunderstood me all along. I wanted to hurt you, but just now I just want you to understand that I am not a bad person."

"But, but..." The girl glanced at the bloody alley that made her instinctively sick. The smell of blood almost made her feel a little bit when she spoke, and she couldn't help but want to vomit.

"I really want to reduce the occurrence of casualties, but... I don't have that ability. Their speed is too fast and I can't stop them at all." Luo Mo clenched the girl's hand slightly with grief, and then raised his head at a 45-degree angle Looking up at the sky with a melancholy expression:

"Even if the sins I commit now will be with me for the rest of my life, it must be a burden that I cannot bear in my life, but even so, if there is a life saved by it, then I can believe that this road is absolutely not Incorrect."

Chapter 3 I'm just a passing hero

Although the role changes too quickly, normal people probably can't help it, so quickly changed from a failed villain player to a sad hero.

But Luo Mo has been acting since he joined the Witch Cult. After so many years, his acting skills can be said to be as good as fire.

Even at the end of the words, he restrained all his melancholy and sadness, and showed a faint smile to the girl who was still terrified.

This smile from the heart seems to penetrate into the heart, making people feel warm for no reason.

And the warmer the smile, the more Shokuhou Misaki's determination to kill him was shaken and even reversed.

Is there really someone in this world who is willing to shed blood for others?Is this... a hero? ——At this moment, Shokuhou Misaki couldn't help thinking this way.

Of course, for a normal person, the role changes too fast, no matter how good Luo Mo's acting is, I probably can't believe it, but... Shokuhou Misaki is not a normal person.

In other words, her mental state is not in a normal stage.

Shokuhou is now in a state of extreme self-abandonment due to the death of his best friend.

At the beginning, she wanted to reset her memory and let herself "die" at this moment, but she happened to see Luo Mo's truck on the road, and thought that it was death anyway, and there was no difference between mental death and physical death. After thinking about it, my heart jumped out.

But at this moment, she, who is too mentally fragile, can't help but want to believe that besides the ugliness in this world, there are also beautiful things worth nostalgic for.

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Although the lines are a bit secondary, and it feels a little awkward to read them, but he doesn't know how much this kind of lines have been said over the years, but he is very used to them.

Therefore, he still has a lot of confidence in letting this mentally empty girl fall into the trap, and he can't help but expect that the other party will be moved by him, and then take the initiative to offer a tribute.

In fact, Shokuhou Misaki was indeed greatly encouraged and moved, and even had the goal of living again, this time in a positive sense.

But he didn't wait until Shokuhou was moved to do something, when he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something very important......

"Master, if you want her to lift the hem of her skirt with shame, wouldn't it be faster to just ask? Why do you have to do so much foreshadowing? What's the point?"

Teresa lived up to his ominous premonition, and before he could do anything, she turned into Hundred Thousand Whys again and asked a very inappropriate question.

The once warm atmosphere also became weird in an instant, and the longing in Shokuhou Misaki's eyes gradually turned into suspicion.

"No, no! I don't have that kind of thought at all! There is something wrong with this guy's head! Don't believe it!" Luo Mo's face froze uncontrollably, he explained quickly, turned around quickly, and patted hard Teresa's head:

"What are you talking about! Can you take a look at the atmosphere when you speak! The atmosphere is just right now!"

"Atmosphere? State of the air? State of the air now... is there any problem?"

"I...you...ah..."

Even Luo Mo was speechless for a while to this strange question, and finally covered his face with one hand, he could only let out a long sigh.

Even if he thinks he is a teacher who can turn rot into a miraculous teacher, facing such a ignorant disciple, he doesn't know how to explain clearly to this heartless guy at the moment, and can only sigh in his heart. importance.

The air seemed to be at this moment, and suddenly became quiet.

Not far away, a girl who happened to have a companion as a meat pad and was the least injured, heard this from the side, but laughed out loud while coughing up blood:

"Even... even a psychic...is stupid! He's just—poof!?"

Before the girl could finish her words, her body felt as if she had encountered a sudden, invisible pressure, and the pressure continued to increase. The center of her body, that is, her chest, was under an inexplicable pressure, as if she was about to spit out the internal organs from her mouth. Unable to control, he interrupted his words and spit out a lot of blood.

Then his eyes turned white uncontrollably, and his hands and feet began to twitch and convulse, as if death was not far away.

"Huh... what, what?"

Shokuhou Misaki, who heard the voice and looked subconsciously, noticed that the girl's body convulsed inexplicably, and the color of surprise and fear appeared on her face again.

"Ah, the child who has returned to the light this time, is really pitiful...May the Lord bless you."

With a look of pity on his face, he pretended to be a magic stick and drew a cross on his chest, and then silently supported the girl, who was so frightened that she couldn't stand still, stared at her with very serious eyes, and said:

"I don't intend to ask you to repay your favor. My only hope is that you can live well and for yourself in the rest of your life. Please leave quickly, and I will take care of the rest."

"...Can I really believe your words?" Even Shokuhou couldn't help but doubt his words now.

"This is your freedom. Whether you believe it or not, it's your choice. I have no right to interfere."

With a fatherly smile, Luo Mo first patted her shoulder calmly, wiped off the blood on her shoulder before, and then gently stroked the girl's blond hair.

The atmosphere at this moment seems to have been greatly saved, but...

"But what Master is looking forward to the most is that you lift the hem of your skirt as a token of gratitude." Teresa expressionless once again, staged the atmosphere destroyer, turning the kindness on Luo Mo's face into embarrassment again, so angry, even Unable to hide the trembling from his shoulders, he suddenly pointed at the mechanical girl next to him:

"—Over there! You are really enough! I never said that kind of thing from the beginning to the end!"

"But master at that time..."

"It's long-winded, young people make mistakes sometimes!"

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After frequent disturbances, Luo Mo gradually forgot what he wanted to do in the first place, so he simply threw her out of the alley with Shokuho Misaki.

Shokuhou Misaki was already in a daze, not knowing what expression to make to Luo Mo, or who to trust, he threw his head out of the alley in a daze.

But she didn't have time to sort out her emotions. When she fell to the ground, she was shaken by the throw and couldn't control it. She just put her hands on the ground and vomited.

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in the alley.

After throwing away Shokuhou Misaki, Luo Mo just stared at the mechanical girl who was still standing in place with resentful eyes.

He has too many things to complain about, but... he doesn't know where to start, and he is always worrying about how to preach.

In the end, he felt that there was no point in saying anything, so he just put on a melancholy expression again, looking at the narrow sky above the alley, without looking at what was below, stepped on the dying boy and girl, and left with bloody steps This alley where the number of dead people increased dramatically because he passed by.

"Master, didn't you say you want to start a new life?" Teresa followed behind, looking at the young girl trampled by him, she couldn't help asking: "Isn't this killing people again now?"

"I didn't expect that you could tell jokes~" Luo Mo shrugged simply:

"Do you still see if you will step on bugs when you walk? In this case, stepping on bugs counts as killing? And... these guys who behave like terrorists are also considered human beings?"

"From the perspective of biological classification, terrorists should also be correct, or...is this a philosophical question?"

"I'll talk to you tomorrow when I have time."

"You say that every day."

"Well, so I'll explain it to you tomorrow."

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Of course, the tomorrow Luo Mo refers to belongs to the day that will never come.

Teresa also seemed to give up caring about this, and silently contacted the people in Anbu, asking them to deal with the corpse and the survivors.

And when he walked out of the alley, he smelled something strange.

Looking down, it was almost as expected that the familiar blond girl was exhaling "Fragrant" with snot and tears.

The picture was so beautiful that even he couldn't help but look away, he didn't want to make contact with her for the time being, so he silently walked away from the side.

However, before they had gone far, the vomiting girl behind them spotted them, wiped her mouth with her cuff, and quickly chased after them.

It's just that she started to get tired after taking two steps, and she didn't know whether to say that she was showing her true colors or what, this elegant young lady in the past, just panted unsightly, while performing slow motion of running.

"—Wait, wait a minute!"

Even if the people in front were just walking briskly, but after only a few steps after her, she, who was a super waste in physical fitness, couldn't help but yelled for them to stop.

It's a pity that Luo Mo ignored her at all, and just waved his hands without looking back: "See you again, Miss Weasel."

And Teresa regarded her as nothing, and followed Luo Mo without saying a word.

"Weasel, weasel?! Who is the weasel!!"