The witch ladies want me to confess my love

The destroyed girls' school in the imaginary space is still intact in reality. The chapel bell rings and Thursday arrives. Both his promise and the client's wish are fulfilled at this moment.

Final return home

It was an extraordinary night for the citizens of Orleans. Toby Gerrard, the city's true ruler, died violently at the St. Mantua Girls' School.Ironically, the King of Orleans used to skillfully use the imaginary space to drag his real opponents into dreams and solve them, but this time, he was killed by people from reality in his dreams.

Those who are good at swimming will drown, and those who are good at riding will fall. Everyone is doing what they like, but it is their own misfortune.

His death meant that the decades-long thunderstorm over Orleans was over, but it did not mean that people here could look up and see the blue sky. The dark clouds that enveloped the city have not yet dissipated.The Senate who took over the city were shrewder and more powerful rulers than Gerald.

Fourier did not have the ability to go back in time. All he could do was to rely on the existence of the crazy black wizard to tremble based on reason, so that the dream and reality could be transformed back to the correct position. Therefore, Phoenix and Phoenix died in the imaginary space. Mrs. Gerrard and Ruota did not really die, nor did they let the chains become parasitic. Instead, they had a terrible dream. When they woke up from the dream, they saw Fourier and Heizhen huddled in the corner.

"We will discuss our grudges another day, and leave them the peace and quiet at this moment." Mrs. Gerald said to her clone, Mrs. Foer: "Although it is only a little bit, I think you are not so annoying, Gerald." Instead of copying my appearance, this disgusting guy did something good."

Mrs. Foer didn't care to speak, she just hugged her lost daughter. Osh hugged his mother and sister with his broad arms. Because he was too weak, he was paralyzed on the ground after Gerald's wave of AOE. He and his fellow sufferer Kane Gerrard watched the dazzling plot from the OB perspective, and still can't understand what happened in the middle.

This upright and immature worker felt that he had won somehow.

Compared to Osh, Kane's mood may be more complicated. His father turned out to be some kind of dark wizard, and he also tried to resurrect a dead person. It is impossible for him to praise the person who killed his father, but he also felt that his father's death Let him breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, all the insiders were busy fighting and did not expose the ethical relationship between the Gerald and Foer families. Otherwise, the fragile Kane would most likely commit suicide with a gun, and his lover was also his compatriot. The half-sister Phoenix will also break down emotionally and run outside to die somewhere. Ethics is so cruel to two people who love each other.

Their union was wrong. Although they were both innocent, they must be punished if they made mistakes. Behind the two little birds who knew nothing about it for the time being, Mrs. Foer, who was on the verge of mental collapse, endured the pain of being alone. The torment of the secret, the past with Gerald is still fresh in his mind, and now his daughter is about to follow her same path again.

She had doubted why she had to endure so much suffering. In the end, she could not find the answer and could only chew the taste of suffering.

Ruota also knew the crime revealed by the love affair between his brother and his half-sister. After knowing the facts, he gave up the idea of ​​having anything happen to him and his half-sister. Now he can only bite. He wore the crown to prevent his innermost emotions from being vented.

When he saw his biological mother, Mrs. Gerald, he felt sad again. He understood that this woman would never fulfill her mother's responsibilities because she was a selfish woman.

Whatever the circumstances, Mrs. Foer suffered more than Jota, and to a deeper degree. JoJo has his own energy to exert: he moves, runs around, is busy, eats tortellini (Spanish tortellini, cornbread dumpling wrappers, filled with chicken and seafood, fried and eaten), looks at his sister-in-law and sister, and feels in his heart I also feel slightly warm.

But Mrs. Foer was still and could not be distracted by her sorrow. The sorrow opened a bottomless cave for her, allowing her to delve down to the bottom to test its depth, and then use her wishes and Filled with tears.

Feeling, love, suffering, sacrifice, these four elements will always be the articles that should be in Mrs. Foer's life.

Fourier's efforts avoided the worst outcome for these people, but in the less bad route, the living people still have to grit their teeth and endure the pain, keep taboo secrets, and worry that this new and fragile balance will be destroyed again. break in.

In the same situation, in reality, the men Gerald captured in the girls' school and the rebels he killed all belong to the category of reality, which Fourier cannot change.The elites of Shinra Corporation and the resistance organization disappeared overnight, leaving a huge power vacuum in Orleans. Kane, the nominal heir to Shinra Corporation, failed to suppress the prestige of other pretenders, and the company fell apart.

The demon kings entrenched in the Senate quickly found their tentacles. The Orleans City Guards obediently obeyed their new masters, marched into the city to maintain martial law, and cooperated with the real imperial envoys from the capital to defeat the Shinra Group under the code name Avalanche. , and finally brought this country within a country into the territory of the empire.

However, the Senate's rule is limited compared to Gerard's. The dark wizard wants to uproot the leeks, while the Senate is committed to harvesting the leeks one after another, and will also provide nutrients when necessary——

For example, Santa Mantua Girls' School is a long-term consideration for cultivating high-quality leek and expanding the scale of leek. Not only has it not been abolished, but it has been greatly expanded. It has a sufficient budget and can be expected to become a beacon for nearby women to fight for the right to education. .

"Although it's not your wish, wouldn't it be nice to see your alma mater develop and grow."

Fourier, who had recovered after a short rest, said this to his companions. Heizhen nodded. She held a pot of anemone in her arms, which was given to her by Phoenix. Now that she is traveling far away, she gave it to her ex. Come to say goodbye to my friends.

Externally, she followed Fourier's excuse, saying that she was going to the capital to inherit a fortune, but in fact, this was the price she was paying to realize her wish:

First, she applied to Fourier to become an employee of his firm. After Fourier agreed, he handed over the contract as a reward for introducing a new coolie to the boss. She also received a salary from the Dimensional Witch that made him feel that he was making a lot of money. thing.

As a result, the expensive transaction between Heizhen and the Dimensional Witch was split into two transactions between her and Fourier and Fourier and the Dimensional Witch. Poor customers like this, and the black-hearted and kind-hearted Ichihara Yuko all passed through this A way to collect debts.

Every one of the little sparrows that Heizhen took care of cried when they were leaving, because not long ago, they also said goodbye to Phoenix, who had eloped with Kane with a fortune. Phoenix was the leading factor in this plan and was pregnant. She became extremely brave and convinced Kane to agree to her radical plan.

Mrs. Foer and Osh were furious, and the former felt a little relieved even when he was angry. If the unknowing brother and sister fled to the ends of the earth, where ethics could not catch up, there would be a glimmer of hope that they could live happily forever.

Mothers always want their children to be happy.

Fourier acted as an accomplice in a sense. When Phoenix ran away, he was helplessly pushed by Heizhen and stood in front of Mrs. Foer, tripping her up on the pretext of fulfilling the sword duel agreement.

The mother was distraught, but her opponent felt wronged, so the neighbors saw a strange scene: the kind and gentle Mrs. Foer they knew was furious, grabbing a frozen tuna and chasing after it with two handfuls of green onions in her hands. young people running all over the streets.

A Finnish singer who was passing by was inspired and wrote a weird ballad called "The Onion Song" to the rhythm of the attack and defense of tuna and green onions.

Ruota was also in the farewell procession. Mrs. Gerald got ahead of the Senate, plundered part of Gerald's property and fled. Not only did she forget about the idea of ​​liquidating the Foer family, but she also left her son there. Now an orphan, JoJo has gained the freedom he dreamed of. He has no idea what to do and is still doing whatever he wants, just like the wind.

"Good."

Osh helped carry the last piece of luggage onto the train. He felt a little strange because Heizhen next door had packed almost everything and put it on, except for the anemone his sister had given her, which he left behind in Orleans and entrusted it to Others take care of it.

This was probably due to some complicated thoughts, which he couldn't understand, just like even now, he still couldn't understand his mother's sighs in the dark night and his sister's behavior of running away from home.

However, there were some things he could understand, so he looked at Fourier.

"We're friends, right?" he asked.

"Yes." Fourier replied.

At that time, the young man had already boarded the train. He turned sideways and stretched out a hand downwards. Osh stepped on the steep steps of the carriage with one foot and stretched out his hands upwards. The train whistle sounded at dawn, and the two hands were held tightly together.

"Although it was short-lived, Fourier, did you leave any happy memories in Orleans?"

"It's so happy, just like a dream."

"I'm glad to meet you too. After bidding you farewell, I will go to the factory and work hard with my fellow workers to build our home. When you come back, I will definitely open your eyes."

"I'm looking forward to it, my friend."

The two men let go of their hands, and the station management began to drive away the crowd on the platform. Ouch waved and left the platform without looking back, while Fourier also boarded the train and disappeared into the carriage.

He booked a first-class berth for Hei Zhen and himself. After closing the door, they were the only ones left in this private space. The girl held her cheek, feeling the vibration coming from the front of the car, and then from the sealed glass. A faint black smoke was seen by the window.

Then, amid the rumbling sound, the flow of people and scenery on both sides moved backward faster and faster. The girl's eyes kept blinking, recording the first trip in her life.

For Fourier, it was almost a homecoming.

"We'll go north first, and when we get there we have to change trains to go to Sufayela. For long-distance travel, the biggest enemies are sedentary time and boredom."

Fourier, who has rich travel experience, enthusiastically teaches his juniors. When Heizhen's interest passes, he will realize that the train is actually quite boring.

So he took out the playing cards and was about to hand them to the girl to play a card game to pass the time. The indicator light of his weapon box suddenly turned on, and the hilt of the flying crystal blade hit Fourier on the back of the head with little force. But Fourier, who had already stretched out his body, stumbled and fell in the direction of Heizhen.

Hei Zhen was caught off guard. Most of her mind was still on the scenery outside the window. When she heard the man's cry of pain, she turned her head as if on reflex and cast a concerned look. The outline of the man's face in her field of vision became larger and larger. She stood up and faced After she tried to hide, Fourier's face was completely embedded in her soft chest.

The girl who acted as a buffer felt her chest hurt from being hit, and Fourier, who was hit by the buttons of his clothes and the steel wire of his underwear, also felt his face hurt, but he always took advantage of it.

"You may not believe it," Fourier raised his head, the tip of his nose scratching out of the ravine, and defended, "it was the hand that moved the weapon box."

Chapter of Storyteller·Anemone

Question: Fourier, what is the flower language of anemone?

If my question reaches your ears, you will definitely answer "I don't know."Botany has always been your weak link. Even if you make up your mind to find time to learn it, you will not be able to remember the language of flowers that exists based on emotion rather than reason.

So let me tell you, the answer is the illusory dream of lost hope. Don't you think anemones are a perfect match for your new black lady Joan of Arc, and she is indeed growing anemones.

Before describing the anemone of Jeanne d'Arc [alter], I want to say: This time the commission has been solved beautifully. Fourier, congratulations.

From your point of view, the starting point of your involvement in this incident was that Jeanne [Alter] entered the Dimension Witch's shop with a strong desire, which led you to take over a new commission.

The reality and fiction that run through the whole thing were vaguely outlined at that moment: the wish that the Dimensional Witch told you was false, but the real motive of the black Miss Jeanne was true.

One-third of the reason why Ichihara Yuko lied to you as an employee was that she wanted to bully you, whom she liked, one-third of the reason was that she wanted to help you kindly, and the last one-third was I'm looking forward to your choice.

The many elements of Orleans that span time, space and region can be divided into reality and fiction, reality and dreams. Your entry will cause them to change.

People say that the Dimension Witch has the ability to foresee the future, but it is impossible for her to see the ending from the beginning. It would be too boring and ruthless for her to be restrained in a shop like that.

The only things she can confirm are that you will definitely make a choice, and that you will definitely not die there.This is of course, because I am following you.

What happened next was beyond the scope of the Dimension Witch’s prediction.

Although I have seen through that point, I keep the same thoughts secret from you, Fourier. Watching what you have experienced is like reading a book, emptying your mind, forgetting yourself, and substituting your perspective into the scenes in the story. Only in this way can you get the best reading experience, which is also the most beneficial to your growth.

Just like that, you set off. This is what the Dimension Witch is looking forward to, what I am looking forward to, and what Gilles de Rais who is entrenched in Orleans is looking forward to.

After meeting with your client, you quickly noted the lie in your notebook and realized that the situation was not as simple as you imagined. Then you faced the first form of BOSS, as well as the family members of BOSS's first form, and got to know the man next door. The family has experienced the first battle with Kane in the imaginary space... At this point, you have finally entered the game.

The dark wizard defined you as real very early on, but you yourself were still hesitant and confused. Later, you joined the dispute between reality and reality through the pseudo-sword witch, Mrs. Foer, and through your junior disciple Jota Gerald. After threading the needle, I learned the truth from the real sword witch Mrs. Gerald.

At that time, you only had doubts about the true identity of the dark wizard. At that time, you already knew the positions of reality and fiction, but you felt that you were outside of reality and fiction.

But in my opinion, you have been dominated by the attributes of fiction and reality. Your desire to break Gerald’s black rose for the sake of justice is fiction, but your desire to keep the client alive is true.

Yes, the karma between people is so wonderful. Initially, what made you pay attention to your client was her name, which happened to have the same name as the Miss Joan of Arc we know. Later, when she was in the contract When signing, I can feel your favorable impression of her +1. You prefer hard workers to geniuses, and Jeanne d'Arc [alter]'s hard-working practice of signing just suits your taste.

Although Jeanne d'Arc [alter] looks like a beautiful girl who will make people look at her a few times, her heart is very immature. She has the common sense of adults but not the cunning of adults. This constitutes her distortion and malice, and also because of her simple and honest character. In essence, it has become a state of being out of touch.

At this point, my judgment is the same as yours. She is the kind of person who will turn away people with indifference and ridicule when they are strangers. After getting familiar with her, she unknowingly crosses the boundary and tastes the sweet spring of her soul. A girl who wants to tease or even possess her.

She is proud because she has low self-esteem. She is not kind and deliberately protects herself from evil. She can vaguely feel that she was born due to someone's wish. It is a dream in vain, and she will eventually wake up and be replaced by another existence. Instead of sleeping forever.

Despite this, she still wants to live and live her own life.

This is what makes you change your view of her. In her, you find the confused you, and based on the common feelings, you decide to give her a hand.

At that time, you were still studying at Charlemagne's Imperial High School. Later, a woman who made me unhappy reached out and gave you a hand. In the valley full of lilies, you examined and strengthened yourself, and found the meaning of living.

In order to help others realize their wishes, in order to practice the most powerful swordsmanship.

These two things have nothing to do with each other logically, but in reality they are realized on the same path: those who can come to the Dimensional Witch and ask her to fulfill her wishes are all people who have strong feelings for the wishes, and those who can make her wish come true. They hold strong emotional desires, often of great importance.

After all, if you want to find a cat to repair street lights and connect sewers, it would be more appropriate to seek help from the Guerrilla Association.

Behind this extraordinary wish, there must be enemies standing in the way.You must have noticed that your boss, an older leftover woman, does not aimlessly make you a tool, but selectively selects tasks for you:

[-]. Your ability is enough to cope with it;

Second, there are swordsmen who can fight;

Third, it is not enough to shake your three views

Under these three conditions, the Dimensional Witch carefully selected a task suitable for you. You had no idea about it or even cared about it, because you respected her to the point of blind faith and consciously became a repeater of Miss Yuko's quotes. .

There is no doubt that the Dimensional Witch expects you to be trained and grown in mission after mission, but just as she is stagnant, Fourier, your life will always stay at the age of 20, and those things are not enough to shake your three views. How can small things restore the flow of your life?

Despite this, she still chose to believe you and bet on a one-in-[-] possibility.

In this matter, I am just a bystander. It doesn’t matter what you become. I only hope to read more delicious stories... Ah, if I can appear in front of you and communicate face to face, you You will definitely correct me seriously. The story cannot be described as "delicious".

Fourier, you usually make wisecracks, but with your client, you have a simple and honest nature hidden deep in your heart, so before you have solved all the mysteries, you learned that Jeanne d'Arc [alter] will When you will face something.You still took action.

Yes, your trip to Orleans is not a puzzle game. The more you think about it, the more you will feel about the taboo ethical relationship and complicated grudges between the two families. The feeling will bring pain and you will be exhausted. Go all out to save them.

However, this is an unsolvable knot. Each of them has made mistakes, and their mistakes are entangled with each other and become a complicated knot.Some things are destined to be tragic from the beginning. You can avoid the worst ending, but it is impossible to deflect it so that everyone can gain happiness. That is something that cannot be accomplished in reality, but it is possible to accomplish it in a dream.

I am always worried that Gerald will use this to bewitch you, trick you into joining his team of dreams, replace reality and dreams, and turn all tragedies into comedies.However, when I knew that he placed you in reality, becoming a symmetrical existence to him in the dream, and violently knocked you down to achieve the exchange of reality and fiction, I felt completely at ease.

What he expects is intersection, while what you expect is parallelism. This contradiction is irreconcilable.When it comes to killing, neither Toby Gerrard nor Gilles de Rais is better than you.

Based on the known intelligence, you weakened Gerald's combat power as much as possible, and Gerald backhandedly weakened it with an unknown part. With your superiority in knowledge and skills, you counterattacked the enemy, making his When you wake up from your dream, Toby Gerrard no longer exists. The dark wizard appears in front of you in his fallen form, and by the way unlocks the memory seal of your favorite client.

The dark wizard shaped the new Joan of Arc according to his own expectations. The chain named Fafna was a gift with malice, inciting the most extreme part of the girl's spirit, making the Dragon Witch almost instantly crush you. The personality of the client lady.

The reason why it was not completely destroyed was only because of Miss Alt's strong desire to survive, and because she still didn't want to give up Phoenix... and you.

This girl has good intentions for you, this is something you have noticed, but you never expected that this love can compete with Jill's obsession with the Dragon Witch. She is at a disadvantage, but she is always unfazed. I believe you will Make her wish come true.

When the black Jeanne d'Arc becomes your enemy, I tried to interfere with the story for the first time because I smelled failure.But you rudely said "Shut up" to the weapon I gave you, which made me very sad and silent. I wrote this grudge in my notebook at that time.

However, when you were trapped by a dark wizard in a cage made of monsters, I still gave you a push and told you the meaning of the symmetry between reality and fiction, and what fate your client will face.

No matter how much you hate me, I can't let you go. Our destiny has long been tightly bound together, and we move forward under the gaze of the stars.

You didn't live up to Joan of Arc's expectations, nor did you live up to my expectations. You broke out of the cage, confronted everything in the dream, and used the two crystal blades that I didn't give you. The reality and dream that have been exchanged are reversed back to their original positions, which is the pain in your heart. Every time you use it, the individual named Baptiste Fourier will be shaken, and there is a chance that you can go back in time before it is frozen. .....That's the real nightmare.

So congratulations, you faced the nightmare in your heart in order to save others. After passing this trial of the heart, you are already a man.

After that, reality is still reality, and dreams are still dreams. The Dragon Witch and the Dark Wizard were crushed by reality and turned into bubbles... or so you think.

However, the red crystal blade that pierced their chests was made by me. Rather, Fourier, every time you use the ability of transformation to decompose fantasy into reality, I am the one who delivers the final blow.

You are a good boy. Denying other people's fantasy of escaping reality will make you feel guilty, so I will do it. I will dig out, cut, chop, and burn someone's fantasy, drag the fantasy person back to reality, and force He faced the depressing and heavy reality, forcing him to face his incompetence.

People who are addicted to stories will be full of melancholy when the story ends, and people who are addicted to dreams will cry loudly when they wake up.The destruction of dreams and the destruction of dreamers is the nourishment for my growth. Just as humans hunt wild beasts, I also hunt fantasies. This is an agreement and a fate.

Talking back to your client, her two personalities are symmetrically distributed between the real and the virtual, competing for the sovereignty of the same body, causing you to separate the two personalities and regard them as completely different existences.

But in my opinion, they are the same person, and they show different states in the face of different environments. When Joan of Arc [alter] is angry enough to tear apart her reason, the Dragon Witch will come back; on the contrary, if she can be with the dragon The witch can wipe out her grudges and eliminate her resentment, and she can turn back into your favorite client lady.

She has not yet been able to distinguish whether her liking for you is friendship or love, and your liking for her only remains at the level of satisfaction.When the Dragon Witch disappears and you hold your client in your arms and talk softly, she is actually awake. Because she is too shy, she can only endure and enjoy the feeling of being held in your arms.

This made her feel loved, and made her feel alive and beautiful.

Do you think she became an employee of Dimension Witch just to pay the price, your colleague?Seventy percent of her thoughts are directed at you.

In order to reward this brave girl, and to punish you for telling me "shut up", on the train, when you leaned out and tried to hand Jeanne d'Arc [alter] a playing card, I gave you a little push, which made You and she will produce more interesting changes.

I am a reader (virtual) and a storyteller (real). Please let me read more and tell your stories during the next journey.

So laugh, Fourier. Boys who love to laugh are not in bad luck. I hope your story can become a romantic comedy——