It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

"Is it enough to spray dung? Listen, I did it wrong. As compensation, I can inform the executors and informal wizarding gatherings in Paris, so that she is a little bit capable when she encounters any danger." If you don't mind I can give her Krupper's repeater. Are you satisfied?"

"You mean, the repeating rifle?"

"Yes, Krupper is obviously more careful than you in treating the guys who eat."

Viktor was apparently blinded by Alyssa's combo punch again.As for the repeating rifle, it was one of the two handmade weapons that Rona prepared for them 23 years ago, and the other was Victor's lost repeating pistol.The principles of these two firearms are exactly the same, only the difference in length.It had a set of 8 barrels arranged in a circle and, like later revolvers, turned once per shot.Although it takes longer to load it even with a special loader than ordinary muskets, it is much more convenient and quicker than inserting 8 guns on the body.

"Well... well, I always feel like I sold my daughter to you."

Victor had to accept the reality. He also understood that the power of the wizard in front of him was far beyond his ability, and it was extremely rare to be willing to give Victoria some benefits.

"Don't say that, Victor-Master."

Alisa smiled happily.

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The author Jun has something to say:

So far, most of the content of Lily fanfic has ended.It is said to be a fan, but in fact this work is more like a rumor, the content includes Victoria's past and other related content.

Thanks again to Lily for her love and enthusiasm for this novel.

After discussion, it was found that there is no actual conflict between the setting of this side story and this article, so some of the content will be regarded as official history in this article. Perhaps more related characters will appear in the future "Evil God".Of course, they will more often appear in the normal way of new characters and will not be inserted abruptly into the article, so readers who have not read the extras do not have to worry about this problem.

Finally, there should be one or two chapters in the side story, so stay tuned.

Also...it's the beginning of the month (you know)

Extra episode [-] (below...the problem with the previous document has not been finished)

"What more do you want?"

"Don't worry, I just need her identity."

"What? Alyssa isn't..."

"Alyssa's identity is not safe after all, and she is still a student, so her actions are much more troublesome than Victoria's. As for Alyssa, so far, almost no one knows that I am back, including people from the church."

"Ugh……"

Victor never expected her to be so calculated, so he could only let out a long sigh in response.Alisa, who had achieved her goal, immediately picked up Victoria's body from her lap, and walked to the living room of the church.

"Don't forget to close the door before you go!"

After saying this, the white-haired girl completely disappeared into the side door.

... the next morning

"Get up, Miss Tolly, get up!"

"Uh...ah"

As soon as Victoria regained consciousness, she found Alisa who was sitting at the desk gently patting her face.

"What happened to me yesterday, I seem to have seen an angel, am I dead? Ah, why does the air feel bad today, Alisa, go and open the window."

"Sister, what nonsense are you talking about? The window is open. Also, get up quickly, Grandpa Victor is here to see you."

Alisa put her hand on Victoria's forehead

"You don't seem to have a fever?"

"Godfather Victor? Why is he... wrong? Alyssa, what happened after we took a shower yesterday? I remember we went to Mr. Charlie's house to pray for him?"

"Yes, Mr. Charlie was a little uncomfortable in the end, so he didn't accept it, and then we came back."

Victoria put her head in her hands, but in the end she couldn't remember anything.What Alisa said sounded believable, but she always felt that there was something wrong.

"By the way, what did Godfather ask me for?"

"You go ask him, how would I know."

Victoria had just put on her robe and opened the door, and saw Victor waiting outside the door with a small bag and a large suitcase, almost falling asleep.

"godfather?"

Victoria asked softly.

"Huh? Oh. It's already this time."

Viktor was obviously a little unconscious, he shook his head and continued

"Listen, Tori, I have an urgent matter for you to go to Paris. I just bought a ticket yesterday, and the train will leave in about three hours..."

"Wait, Paris? Can I go to Paris?"

Unlike what Victor was worried about, Victoria seemed very happy.

"Uh, yes, it's Paris."

"Ah, I've wanted to go to Paris for a long time! Godfather, why don't you take Alisa with you."

Victor found that Victoria seemed to regard this uncertain journey as a wonderful trip, and he couldn't help feeling a little headache.

"Listen, Victoria."

"what?"

"Alyssa and I can't accompany you this time, and it might be a bit dangerous. You go and change this robe first into the leather jacket you had yesterday."

"Ah? Ah???"

Victor spoke a little too fast, and Victoria could only look at him in confusion.

"I said, go and change your clothes into the leather jacket you wore yesterday."

Victor repeated his words word for word, and Victoria finally realized it and ran back to her room.When she comes out again, she will already have a set of equipment suitable for going out.

Victor took out the short muskets he used to carry from his small pocket, and hung them on Victoria's body one by one.The legs, waist, armpits, and chest are covered with holsters for short muskets.Although Victoria's meager frame allowed her to hang a few extra guns, her wretched height limited her carrying capacity.In the end, no matter how Victor hangs up, he can only hang 7 guns and a rapier on her body under the condition that he can draw quickly.Victor's constant fiddling finally made Victoria a little unhappy.

"What's going on, Victor? It feels like we are about to part ways..."

"Isn't this because I care about you? Remember, after you go to Paris, there will be an old tavern owner named Franz Rhone to pick you up. He should be like...forget it, he will be at the station anyway Those holding signs, remember to pay attention.”

"Huh? Hmm. What about my stuff?"

"I've prepared a new set for you. I'll keep these in the house until you come back."

With that said, Victor took off all the weapons hanging on her body, stuffed them into the suitcase, and handed them to Victoria.After Victoria said goodbye to Alisa at the door, Victor took her away in a hurry.

Listening to the footsteps getting lighter and lighter outside, Alyssa smiled, took out a small bottle containing a viscous potion from somewhere, put a piece of golden hair in it and stirred it.The originally viscous potion slowly became clear but somewhat blood-colored with gentle stirring.

Alyssa drank the prepared potion in one gulp, and after swallowing it, she recited a Greek spell and put her hand on the side of her face.Soon, the skin all over Alyssa's body swelled up one after another as if it were boiling, but then slowly dissipated.As the bubbles dissipated, Alyssa's height and figure began to shrink, her white skin slowly gained some color, and her long white hair was dyed a touch of gold.After a while, when the bubble completely dissipated, the rather big Alyssa Miluthel disappeared along with the bubble.The person sitting on the chair now is Victoria Miluthel, who has a somewhat fragile figure.After Victoria got familiar with her limbs and shook her more delicate hands, she got up and walked out of the bedroom, starting the morning cleaning work and praying.

Chapter 1 Nursery Rhymes

Due to the laziness and negligence of the owner of the diary, the reliability of the time and place in this record is doubtful, and due to her own bad personality, the authenticity of the whole incident is also doubtful.

Rather than saying this is a diary, it is more like an excuse and lie made up by a bad-hearted girl——

This is what Ulysses Philip said about it.

In a private orphanage in Marseille, Vale Farmigne waits in line for her dinner in 1848.

Marseille is a port city. The port located on the southeastern coast of the city is close to the Mediterranean Sea. The waters are vast and safe. Trade and developed fishing have brought ample wealth to the city...at least that's how it should have been.

The young girl looked at the quarter slice of black bread on the tray and the seaweed soup, which was just a little saltier than water, and carefully covered them with her sleeves and sat in the corner of the room.

I don't know when, the originally sufficient food became scarce, the color of the bread on the plate changed from white to black, and the quantity was decreasing day by day.The oysters in the soup were replaced with seaweed and bad leaves from the market.

Weier has even forgotten what the feeling of fullness feels like, it is as distant as the sound of the waves in the horizon.

No, it has nothing to do with the changes in the food in the orphanage, maybe it's just me who has become weird.

Without time to daze, she drank the seaweed soup in a hurry, broke off a third of the poor bread that was already small, dipped the remaining liquid in the bowl, and filled the rest into her stomach.

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The employee in charge of distributing food, Mr. Alexy, looked at the scene in front of him and sighed softly.

There was a howling wind hidden in the night, and the weak windows rattled. He took a few steps forward and pressed his hands against the two glass windows, stuffing a roll of waste newspapers inside to stop the annoying noise. .

The waves were rumbling, and the weather and timing were equally unusual.

This is a too long winter. Although it is already January, there is no sign of spring outside. The Rhone River to the west of the city has not yet thawed, and there are occasional snowflakes in the sky.

The nobleman behind the orphanage lost power in the power struggle, but the bad luck didn't stop there. The merchant ship he belonged to disappeared in the sea, with a full load of sugar grains and a dozen crew members.Pensions and compensation made his financial situation go from bad to worse, and he was no longer able to continue to support the orphanage.

At the same time, the help the monastery can provide is very limited, and food is in short supply. With the turbulence of the current situation and bad years, the number of orphans is gradually increasing.

Alexy thought: The orphanage might not last until the end of winter.

Girls who are old enough and well-trained may be hired by rich people as maids, as for others who lost the protection of orphanages...

Thinking of this, Mr. Clerk could only shake his head and sigh.

After the usual prayer time, Weier walked to the door of the front yard and reluctantly handed the food she had taken to Javert.

Javert is the oldest boy in the orphanage. He is almost 14 years old this year, and he is two heads taller than Val Farmigne, who was originally very short.

"Let go, freak!"

The wooden stick hit the girl's red fingers, which were red from the cold, and the sudden pain caused her to drop half of the black bread.

Javert bent down, picked up the bread, and stuffed it into his mouth without leaving even a scrap.

"Give me half of your food every night after that, I know you don't really need that much, understand... I saw what you did, you should understand that exposure to that kind of thing will What are the consequences."

"I know."

The girl's gentle smile made him feel a little creepy, especially after seeing that scene... For some reason, even though the other party raised his head, Javert felt that Weier was not looking when he was talking to him. his eyes.

She behaved fairly submissively, not shouting or crying in anger like the other children.

Glancing at the slightly protruding chest of the other party, Javert swallowed his saliva, maybe this abnormal girl has already used her body to seduce the men outside in exchange for food... In this case , then I also—

Thinking of this, he shook his head rationally and restrained the impulse, that was different from threatening food, he didn't want to get into big trouble before leaving the orphanage.