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"Click...Click...Click..."

The sound of being cut and broken echoed in the dark mountain.

No bloodshed.

No severed limbs.

After the dark and fierce monster the size of a house was chopped to pieces by the moon-like sword dance, it instantly turned into floating ashes in the terrifying spiritual power of the sun.

The terrifying power that Zhujian Wuzhi erupted at that moment made the little girl named Meili's legs weaken and she fell to the ground uncontrollably.Especially when Takema Kirizhi's eyes were fixed on her, the indifferent look in his eyes made Meili's heartbeat stop.

"How is it? Can we talk?"

How dare Meili say no?

At the moment, Meili could only nod her head up and down like pounding garlic.

"Very good, let's sign this slave contract first."

Zhujian Wuzhi looked at the other party with a half-smile but not a smile, especially when the blood-stained long knife in his hand was shining coldly under the moonlight, which made Meili not hesitate at all.

Thus, the classic slave contract scene appeared again.

Fortunately, the younger Meili succumbed to the slave contract in a short time, instead of needing the help of Takema Kirie like the previous sausage hunter, which saved the time of removing traces and spreading green orange juice.

"You will go to the Royal Capital first to develop underground intelligence with Elsa. I need recent news about the Witch Cult."

After killing the monster at the source of the curse, Rem's curse naturally disappeared. After taking charge of Kirie Takema's task for his new slave, he turned around and flew towards the apartment without stopping.

Now is a good opportunity to strengthen the relationship with my little maid Rem!

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With the return of Takema Kirie and Rem's recovery, this time the Warcraft calmed down the incident.

After everyone was relieved, Betty kicked them all out.

Ram took care of Rem, while Emilia was forcefully taken back to rest by Kirie Takema. Of course, when he ordered the girl to sleep well, it was unclear what this guy did while he was in the situation. It was just that the silver-haired girl was wearing a singlet. Until I fell asleep, my whole face was flushed.

After two or three days, things gradually calmed down, and Rem, who was previously weak, gradually recovered.

Into the night

When Takema Kirie came out of the library and went to visit the blue-haired maid again as usual, finally, after hesitating, Rem grabbed the boy's clothes.

"Mr. Wuzhi...thank you before."

"Rem, thank you too much, but it seems a bit harsh. I have always enjoyed your service in the past, right? This little thing is nothing."

Takema Kirie tried to caress the other person's hair. After seeing that Rem didn't resist, she skillfully patted the other person's head.The little maid leaning on the bed felt the warmth of the other person's palm. After hesitating for a moment, Rem asked in a low voice:

"Mr. Wuzhi, can you listen to me tell a story?"

"A story about a ghost."

Volume 155: Chapter 6000: The Fall of Aunt Elf ([-] words)

"Of course."

The young man nodded gently in agreement.

"If you are lucky enough, I would like to hear your story about Rem."

"Well, when I was in the hospital bed feeling so weak that I was about to die, a lot of memories flashed through my mind."

Rem pinched the corners of Takema Kirizhi's clothes tightly with her fingers, and even her fingertips turned a little white.

"But, I don't know how to face these."

"Then tell me bit by bit."

Takema Kirizhi reached out and grasped the little maid's catkin. The man's generous and warm hand held it tightly, giving the girl an unprecedented sense of security.

"Well... let's start with the story of a small village..."

For the first time, Rem told the past events of her childhood in front of others.

"I and my sister are actually from the ghost clan."

"It is a type of demi-human race. It is famous for its outstanding physical ability and magical power. It is an extremely advanced race among all demi-human races. Perhaps it is because every individual of this race is too powerful. , the reproductive capacity of the ghost tribe is relatively low, so the number is relatively rare, and it is impossible to significantly increase the number of reproductive races. Therefore, the ghost tribe with powerful power can only gather in the mountains and live in sparsely populated remote areas, rarely in Activities before the eyes of the world. It is precisely because of this that in this world, the ghost clan has almost become a legendary existence."

"And to the ghost clan, the twins are--"the taboo sons"! "

When she said this, Rem's eyes were indescribably dark.

As a good listener, Takema Kirie asked the right question:

"Why? Are twins bad?"

"This is also one of the strict rules established among the ghost clan. Originally, each ghost clan was born with two horns on his head. The horns are usually hidden in the skull, but when the situation evolves into a situation that shakes the ghost instinct, The horns will extend out of the head and eat up all the mana around them. It forces the mana in the atmosphere to obey and greatly improves its own combat effectiveness. The horns are the organs that exist for this purpose, and they are also the pride of the race for the ghost tribe."

Rem said: "But twins are a different matter, because they are born with two horns. In the ghost tribe, individuals who lose their horns are called "hornless people" and will lose their identity as ghost tribe.Even if you lose a horn, you will inevitably be slandered and criticized, let alone twins who are born without an important horn. This can be said to be something that must be taboo.Therefore, it has been a long-standing custom that twins are regarded as taboo children and are disposed of immediately after birth. "

Under Takema Kirie's searching eyes, the little maid's expression became increasingly complicated:

"The fate of these twins was originally going to come to an end at birth. The patriarch, who made a bitter decision, was about to deal with the babies with his own hands. At the moment one of the twins released a huge amount of magic power - unless his talent is discovered, Only then can one avoid death.”

"And the twin sister is named Ram, and the younger sister is named Rem, and they are at the bottom of the ghost clan."

"Their lives are definitely not smooth sailing. Although they saved their lives, the fact that they are twins cannot be erased. The two people, who were labeled as "hornless people" from the beginning, grew up in the neglect of their clan.Even the parents who are related by blood are extremely indifferent, and the people of the same clan also make no secret of their disgust and contempt for the two uncles.For them, it can be said to be the worst growing environment.

However, such a harsh environment did not last long.After they become sensible - to be precise, after the sister's self-awareness is established. "

Takema Kirie can be sure that what appears on Rem's face at this time is admiration, respect and love, and happiness.

The little maid, who was still unaware of this, was immersed in thoughts of the past and continued to tell Takema Kirie the story of that year...

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She has an intellect that is unparalleled among the ghosts in the past generations. Although she is young, her elder sister can use more mana than anyone else. More importantly, the horns on her head are so beautiful that all the ghosts are fascinated by them.

But she is not immersed in her own talent and strength, just like the pure white horn on her forehead, she frankly shows her posture, and anyone of the same clan will naturally bow her head.

For a girl who has not yet reached the age of ten, that is an exceptional treatment.

The parents who were as cold as ice, the clan members who directly mocked and ridiculed her, and even the clan leader who planned to kill the newborn sister with his own hands had nothing to say in front of the power of her sister.

Among the many demihuman races, the ghost race is considered an advanced race, and my sister was born to stand at the top of the ghost race.

Because of the respect for powerful individuals, they are always respectful when facing powerful beings.

Precisely because the ghost tribe has such a habit, there is no intention in devoting oneself to my sister.

Just walking clumsily, following the superior "sister" on the road to glory, this is Rem's daily life.

He doesn't have any outstanding talents, and the amount of mana he can use is average. As a ghost, his ability is as average as that of a ghost with one horn.Unlike her sister, she has no self-confidence at all. She always hides and shrinks behind her sister, imitating her every move like a shadow.

That was the way the young Rem behaved, the way she protected her immature mind.

She is not jealous of her sister, she respects and loves her sister very much.

She doesn't hate her parents, because her parents not only love her sister, but also love Rem.

Her peers did not alienate her, and it was expected that she would be normal because she was her elder sister's younger sister.

The older sister who is better than anyone else, the parents who have high expectations for her, every member of the tribe who cheers for herself and hopes that she will become as good as her older sister——for Rem, these are like cutting the body with a knife. .

The reason why my personality and dress are exactly the same as my sister's is because of my sister's influence.

Although there is no difference in height, appearance, and appearance, the qualifications to be "ghosts" are quite different.

Of course, Rem has also worked hard to change this situation.

Even though it was just a shallow, childish and clumsy wrong attempt by a young child, Rem still tried everything just to get one step closer to his sister, or to beat her in any one thing.

However, my sister was superior to Rem in every aspect.

Her sister is in a realm that cannot be touched no matter what she does. She is closer than anyone else and more lovable than anyone else. Rem has realized this since she was a child.

I can't compare myself to my sister.

My sister always stands at the front, bathed in the light that illuminates the world.She timidly peeked out from behind her sister, and was shrunk by the dazzling light, which was where she was.

As long as you just give up like this, you will be able to identify with the daily suffering like the grass blowing in the wind.

——How long will the days of being willing to bear and give up?

One night, Rem woke up from the heat.

Lying on the wooden bed, lifting the quilt off his sweaty body, Rem looked around and suddenly realized that his sister who was supposed to be sleeping in the bed next to him was missing.

She thought to herself, she must go to her sister quickly.

If my sister is awake, I have to follow behind the majestic figure. Even if my sister wakes up because of a simple trivial matter, I can't fall behind. This kind of obsessive concept dominated Rem at that time.

Walking out of the room——Rem, who was a step behind, finally noticed when he thought about it.

It will be unbearably hot because the house I used to live in is surrounded by flames.

The doorknob being touched was so hot that he shrank his hand, and then Rem thought of this fact.After Shen Mian's sense of smell woke up, she smelled the burning smell, her forehead itched and then her horns came out.

Immediately use your enhanced strength to break the door panel and rush out of the house shrouded in flames.Although I didn’t know the reason, I just wanted to rush out under the instinctive command.

Kicking the weakened wall, Rem rushed outside.

Even at this moment, the only thing that dominated Rem's mind was this kind of fanatical and blind thinking.

This thought was instantly changed by the scene witnessed outside the house.

In the center of the tribe, there were high piles of charred corpses.

Houses were burning fiercely, trees were almost burned out, and the familiar world turned into a fiery hell in one night.

Seeing familiar faces huddling together among the piles of corpses burned and distorted by the flames, Rem gave up thinking on the spot and slumped on the spot.

The figures in black robes slowly surrounded Rem. The faces of the people with deep hoods could not be seen unless they came close to them. Even if they did, they could not remember where they had seen them before. However, there was no sense of friendliness from the shadows. A smile that was inconsistent with the current situation appeared on Rem's face.

That was the expression of a young girl who was overly optimistic and had given up countless times.

Shadow didn't pay any attention to Stepping's painful expression.

He raised his hand and swung the shining silver blade in his hand towards the girl - and then, the shadow's head flew up.Blood overflowed, and four lives were taken away at the same time. The clever technique even prevented the flying heads from realizing that they were dying, and there was no scream.

The skin could directly feel the familiar mana fluctuations, and Rem was sure that it was her sister who did it.

The moment he saw it through, Rem stood up on the spot.

Since my sister is somewhere, I have to follow her.There was no need for his eyes to wander, because he immediately saw his sister.The face that was like his own was now distorted with grief. Her sister rushed over and hugged her tightly. After confirming that Rem in her arms was not injured, she relaxed her body with peace of mind and hugged that body back tightly. Rem tasted Supreme happiness and sorrow.

She didn't remember much about what happened after that, she just wanted to leave everything to her sister.That is the best and most correct thing. What my sister does is always the best and most noble of all possibilities.However, when they came to their senses, the two of them were surrounded.

The number of figures covered her field of vision, and Rem stared blankly. Even so, she still believed that her sister would find a solution.

The figure in front of him screamed something desperately.She shed tears, huddled up, and begged for something at the top of her lungs.Rem was confused when she saw her sister kneeling on the ground, because looking down on her sister did not exist in Rem's way of life.

Behind your sister, shrinking your body smaller than your sister is the meaning of your existence.My sister yelled and stood up, spreading her hands in front of her.Mana springs up, my sister's unusual power spreads out, and the invisible blade cuts through everything around her and ravages the world.

However, before the power surged, my sister turned back and hugged Rem tightly, and then - impact.

Steel was swung from the side, and the white light on my sister's head flew into the red sky.

Turning, turning, turning, the severed horn kept spinning.

Blood spurted out from the broken horn, followed by someone's high-pitched scream.

What she thought of when she witnessed this, she still remembers clearly now.

Protect yourself, endure atrocities, have your horns broken, listen to the screams of your beloved sister, and watch the beautiful white horns you have always admired flying in the air.

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"Do you know what Rem was thinking about at that time?" The little maid's eyes were filled with tears at this time. Such a pitiful look made Takema Kirizhi's heart ache. ""It finally broke." This was Rem's thought at that time. "

Tears could no longer be suppressed and Rem cried in a tone of self-blame and regret: "What a despicable thought. She is obviously her most beloved sister. She is obviously the sister who has been protecting her since she was born, but, After my sister's horn was cut off, she had this idea."

"This is Rem, incompetent and despicable Rem."

"Perhaps, Rem shouldn't be born and take one of my sister's horns."

"That way, my sister will definitely be more perfect, and won't become what she is now because of the despicable Rem."

Takema Kirie wanted to comfort the girl in front of him, but instead of doing so, he let go of her hand.The young man stood up, looked straight at the little maid in front of him with clear and sharp eyes, and asked a question that struck straight to the soul:

"Rem, are you too self-righteous?"