Rules and Weird Talk: Hutao also wants to hang out with Weirdness

"Fischl, you are my god!You should replace Barbatos!No, you are far more than a god

!" "Oh,

Fischl, you are my second parent!You are my only one!" "Fischl

, Fischl !!"

"Woo woo

The cheers became louder, and everyone almost burst their throats for flattery.

Fischl's steps also became weaker, as if she was walking on an ice floe, and sometimes the weight of her entire body was on Bai Chen and Paimon's body.

Bai Chen looked at her eyes, and her gaze became more and more distracted, as if she was about to faint.

"Füschl, stand up, you're the best, Mom and Dad always believe in you!"

"Little Amy, stand up, it's okay little Amy!"

The two adventurers stood at the front, they were supposed to be Fischl's parents.

They watched eagerly as their daughter slowly ascended the steps, tears glistening in their eyes.

But this is still false....

Fischl hesitated, shook his head, and continued up the steps.

One step, two steps....

With his support, Fischl looked around his parents' false encouragement and slowly climbed the steps.

Seeing Fischl's parents, Bai Chen suddenly realized at this time.

"Sister Walnut... What's going on?"

Paimon was scared, the mechanical sounds had become more and more terrifying, like puppets in a weird movie.

Bai Chen didn't speak, just shook his head, and then winked at Paimon.

But in his heart, Bai Chen had already roughly guessed... This is exactly the way Fischl cocoons himself.

From the very beginning, I deceived myself: my parents just went out on an adventure and would bring good things to me.

Parents will understand themselves, they will!

, and later on, they began to use this trick on others, until they met Oz.

Parents are still the last hurdle Fischl can cross...

Finally, arriving at the door of the Chapel of Zephyr, Fischl stumbled and collapsed.

"Are you alright?" Fischl

seemed to be on the verge of reaching her limit, her face was a little pale, and she muttered something to herself.

But Bai Chen couldn't hear it clearly, the cheers and noises were too loud, and even the sound of Oz's battle seemed faint.

When she got closer, she could only hear Fischl's weak voice, and she only mobilized the breath in her throat by will, and she moaned: "No... This princess... I..."

"I can't... Stop fantasizing... I can't stop fantasizing... I can't..."

"Oz... Oz: You're far away from me... A little, fantasy..."

"Oz!

""Miss... I can't be with you this journey, and you'll need to fight against the [World] Behemoths on your own.

Oz didn't know when, but he had landed beside Fischl, and the black-red blood had already stained Oz's wings, making Oz look less like a crow and more like a shorter flame bird.

Then, Oz brushed his wings against Fischl's back and turned to look at the two girls.

"Hopefully, this part of the road... Ahem... You can go down with Miss. "

Oz's pitch-black pupils are like the most loyal warrior commanders, their eyes are full of indescribable complex feelings, but they always hold the sharpest blade in their hands, waiting to kill those assassins who dare to hurt Miss.

But the warrior commander is always just a warrior, never a true friend...

The rational Oz pinned all his hopes on the girl in front of him.

"Little Amy, let's go

!" "Don't worry about the hall master, the hall master's coffin can be moved

!" Paimon pouted and looked at Sister Hu Tao when he heard this, "Sister Hu Tao, you don't have to say a word! Say strange things again

!" "Don't worry, big black bird! Sister Hu Tao and I will definitely send Amy in!"

"Oh oh... It's not sent in, it's brought to the destination! Well, the destination... It's all Sister Walnut!"

Paimon scratched his head in embarrassment and looked at Oz.

Oz let out a rattling laugh and shook his head, "Come on, I'm the Oz of Day and Night! I'm about to meet the enemy!" Oz

poured a purple energy into Fischl, then waved his wings and continued back to the sky.

Fischl looked slightly better, glancing at Oz and then turning to the Chapel of Favonius.

With their support, they slowly pushed open the door of the Zephyr Church.

I don't know if it's because of Fischl's change in spirit, or because the church door is so heavy, there doesn't seem to be any noise in the church, only absolute silence.

The tall pattern stretches the distance of light for a long time, and the rows of glass windows soothe the fury of purple and blue light into a faint candlestick.

The multicolored glass evenly divides the mortal and the gods, filtering all the hurried eyes outside the church.

At the top of the church of Zephyr is the idol of Barbatos, and there seems to be a book under the statue.

"Huh, what about that terrifying, terrifying monster, isn't it right here?"

Paimon scratched his head in confusion, looking around.

The only thing that is different is that there are mountains of books piled up here, which are scattered on both sides, and I don't know how many there are.

And as Fischl slowly walked forward, the entire church seemed to begin to collapse, and some black shadows came out of nowhere, and instantly climbed the walls of the Zephyr church.

Some places are shrouded in black and red fog and cannot be seen clearly. Some of the long tables and chairs twist and float in the air as if they were attracted by a black hole.

On the remaining benches, there were many people sitting, all of their ages and appearances, but their faces were covered in black nothingness, and their facial features could not be seen clearly.

They didn't speak, they just looked at Barbatos at the front.

And some strange vein-like plants came out of the church floor tiles, and with each step, the veins gurgled and sucked the energy of the earth.

Paimon Jr. was terrified, squinting his eyes, not daring to look either way.

At the bottom of the statue of Barbatos, there is a small table, on the table, a stack of half-opened books, and two quills that look very new, but the style is a little old.

On the shabby sheepskin cover, a few words are written crookedly in a childish font.

"The Adventures of Little Amy (The Princess) of Guilt"

Fischl sat in a chair with a pen in his right hand and flipped the book thousands of pages until he finally reached a blank page.

Ignoring the eerie scene behind him, Fischl looked back at Bai Chen and Paimon.

"[The world] is really dangerous... Are you sure you're with me?"

"Of course! Paimon, little Paimon!" Paimon

nodded, squeezing out a smile.

Fischl began to write something in the book.

The Adventures of Little Amy

Chapter 1: A Beautiful Beginning.