The witch ladies want me to confess my love

"No, uncle, are you possessed by the devil? You wouldn't talk to me in such a frivolous tone!"

"No, Eleanor, people change." Fourier raised his sword. "I did want to be an engineer in the past, but now, this life is made of swords."

Eleanor shook her left and right hands once, and after throwing out six darts, she picked up a one-handed training sword and rushed towards Fourier.

“Conceptualize the distance and movement between friend and foe as a visual circle.”

Fourier dodged the attack of the darts, raised his arm, and the strong blade of the orange crystal blade hit the weak sword of Eleanor's training sword accurately, interrupting Eleanor's rhythm.

"Use off-the-line pace to gain a favorable angle of attack."

Based on the principle of leverage, Fourier blocked Eleanor's attack with only a small amount of effort. He did not stop, but slid his left foot π/6 to the left, and the center of his body and the arm holding the sword deflected. , the interior angle of the two men's swords changed from 2π/3 to π/2.

He took a step back, and his defensive posture collapsed. Eleanor followed up and stabbed two swords in succession, but he turned his wrist and used the crystal blade to deflect both of them, and at the same time retreated again.

After two consecutive unsuccessful attacks, Eleanor felt a little unbalanced. She took a step forward, only to find that Fourier's two steps back were larger than her two steps back.

Fourier was thus at a fighting distance where she could barely stab but not reasonably.

Eleanor felt a sense of regret. Her focus was forward. Facing an experienced swordsman, retreating was almost the same as courting death. The only chance was to move forward... when she reached her own limit. , Honkai's power can help her transcend her limits.

The arches of her feet slid backwards, and the floor was shattered by the explosive force. Eleanor also took advantage of the situation and moved forward, piercing into Fourier's guarding range like a sharp arrow.

Three explosions sounded in the space between Fourier and Eleanor one after another, stabbing, lifting, and lifting. Fourier steadily caught every attack from Eleanor, but was not in a hurry to counterattack, as if Looking forward to what surprises Eleanor can bring him.

The young man's betrayal was an insult to Eleanor. The fourth sword she forcibly swung out after exhaustion was knocked away by Fourier with his gauntlet, and he struck the back of her hand with a backhand sword. She screamed at that time. , let go of the sword, covered the back of his red and swollen hand, tears of pain came out.

"I controlled the force, and your metacarpal bones were not broken." Fourier's shadow and cold voice cast on Eleanor's body, "Eleanor, you can't stop practicing swordsmanship. I think, no matter what kind of Each school of swordsmanship has several characteristics that can be summarized:

When the attack target is well prepared, avoid moving in a straight line towards the opponent;

The sword-wielding hand maintains a straight line from the shoulder to the tip of the sword to obtain the maximum fighting distance and a stable power posture;

Use a strong sword body against a weak sword body, and use the cross sword to control the opponent's weapon;

The attack areas are concentrated in the middle and bottom lane;

The use of a combination of stabbing and slashing.

On these points, you are completely unqualified, come again! "

"It's, it's not your turn to talk to me yet," Eleanor gritted her teeth and stood up, "Who can't just talk about it? You are taller than me and stronger than me. This is your advantage. In absolute terms No skills matter before the power."

Fourier cast a pity look: "Because you are a weakling, you have a blind worship of power. In an orderly society, power has a limit. Raising the lower limit and approaching the upper limit is the meaning of skill."

Eleanor picked up the sword on the ground and attacked Fourier, but was knocked down by the young man again with his sword. Eleanor then picked up the sword and got up again.

In a daze, Fourier recalled that when he was 17 and a half years old, in the courtyard covered by the shade of trees in the afternoon, his teacher held a parasol in one hand, the shadows of flowers flowing on his dress, and held a lead-filled wooden sword in his hand. Golden hair seeped out from the gaps between the parasol and shawl, emitting a dazzling light that could burn gold.

The teacher stood motionless on the spot, looking down at him who was dripping with sweat. His usually gentle light golden eyes conveyed only severity at this moment, just like his voice——

"Again, Fourier, it is not enough."

The past traveled through time and space and appeared in front of Fourier again.The crisp sound of sword fighting echoed, and he looked at Eleanor, and at his weak self in the past. Sternness was not cruelty, but an unforgettable teaching, just as guardianship was not about protection, but about showing value.

Looking at the past from the present, he understood somewhat what the teacher said.After waiting for a long time and repeating it day after day, he naturally crossed the weak ladder and moved towards higher ground.

This is a contract.

That's why the Destiny Engineer in the illusion gave Eleanor special care. Even after waking up, the Dimension Witch's swordsman was willing to waste time on a phantom.

When Fourier's sword penetrated Eleanor's defense again and knocked her to the ground, a string of barbell-like laughter sounded above Fourier's head. After spending a pleasant pastime, the real owner finally entered. field.

Although Fourier wanted to describe this laughter as a "silver bell", the sound source above his head was really inferior. Even Kiana's lively and innocent voice could not save it. It reminded people of the famous families in the Apennine Peninsula. ——

The Beatrice family, who hold the title of "Golden Witches", apart from their terrifying power of killing a thousand people, the Golden Witches are known to the outside world for their ancestral laughter.

Fourier paused his education to Eleanor, turned around, and saw Kiana sitting on the bronze bird table, her elbows resting on her folded legs, her chin resting on her palms, her eyes full of mockery. meaning.

"My dear, I saw you bullying an underage girl when I first came here. Does it make sense? She is just a record of the past, a story that has ended long ago.

Even if you teach her all your unique skills, you can't save her, let alone change her ending.

Just like the "Wuthering Heights" you have read, what you have witnessed is only the story of the past. What can you change?No, the harder you work in the established history and try to create a future that does not exist, the more ridiculous you will become.

History cannot be changed, and it cannot be changed by you alone. This is a law deeply rooted in the world and a part of the order.

People who have died will not be resurrected, and countries that have perished will still perish at the end of the predetermined time.You know this but still try in vain to change the course of history,"

"Kiana" cast a pity look: "You are just self-satisfied. The more incompetent you are, the more you want to change the past. Just like a junior high school student who comes last in the exam all day long. When he is depressed, he will occasionally The fantasy is to go back to elementary school and kill everyone and win the championship again.

After all, this dear junior high school student is an out-and-out loser in life compared to his current peers. He can only go back to the past and rely on his information advantages to establish a superior status among a group of elementary school students to satisfy his pitiful and ridiculous self-esteem.

This is not progress but degradation; this is not renewal but repetition.Haha, intelligent life really likes to do such boring things. "

Fourier replied: "Thank you for your wise words, but I think you misunderstood something. I respect order, revere reality, and do not want to change history. I am just recording."

Ms. Yuko said, "A person's path is uninterrupted and always connected with things, no matter how small things are."

For example, no matter how short a moment it is, even if it does not remain in the memory or leave any record, as long as it is a fate that has been established before, it will not disappear.'

All this is meaningful: it is meaningful to record this girl who has stepped into the grave, it is meaningful to record this long-finished story; it is meaningful to wait for you; it is also meaningful to talk to Otto, Karen, and Eleanor. meaningful.

Before that, let’s settle the score! "

Chapter 30 Fantasy of the Undead X

Fourier threw out the orange crystal blade in his hand, and the remaining four weapons popped out. The man jumped up and landed on the suspended blue crystal blade. The gray crystal blade above him had already formed a second step.

He jumped again and stepped on the gray crystal blade. The blue crystal blade under his feet pulled away and flew upward to form the upper step. The red crystal blade was held in his hand. The translucent crystal blade gradually deepened in color and became into a scarlet outline.

When "Kiana" turned her head to avoid the whirling orange crystal blade, she caught the scarlet shadow in the corner of her eye. She snapped her fingers, preparing to manipulate the environment to give Fourier a surprise, but found that she had lost her focus. Control of nearby environment.

"Kiana" looked up and saw the orange crystal blade nailed to her head. The phantom of the dolphin gently covered the nearby land with a barrier.

Damn it, I underestimated you.she thinks.

Two flashes of light appeared in "Kiana's" hand one after another, and "Conqueror" and "Executioner" appeared on her finger one after another. Through Fourier's memory, she had mastered the use of the two rings.

The next second, a red arc cut through her field of vision, and the murderous aura attached to the blade stirred the air, causing a stinging sensation on her cheek.

"Kiana" lowered her head and saw the thin red line spreading on her wrist. The blood squeezed out from the gap, spread, and finally turned into blood splashing.

The ringed palm of the unknown being disguised as "Kiana" was broken at the base. She covered her broken wrist and stepped back. She saw Fourier picking up her fallen palm with a sword and stabbing it twice in succession. The two blood-stained rings returned to Fourier's hands.

"Does it make sense? Fourier, you can't kill me."

"Kiana"'s severed palm had just recovered when she felt the cold sword against her neck. Then she saw Fourier's free right hand raised, and the green sword light cut across her eyes, making her vision Filled with azure.

The woman stumbled back, her eyes full of blood, shouting because of the pain and panic of suddenly falling into darkness. Fourier let the cyan crystal blade return to its sheath and held the orange crystal blade in his hand.

He kicked "Kiana" down, and the orange crystal blade turned in a circle in his hand. The blade penetrated her palm vertically downwards. The woman's body arched due to pain, and the knot spread by the orange crystal blade was Suppress the world back.

Fourier was not a sadist, but he did not mind using brutal methods on his enemies to achieve his goals.The purpose of cutting "Kiana's" two beautiful eyes was to cause pain and take away her vision. The purpose of piercing her palm with the sword blade was to cause pain and prevent her from escaping.

The pain from the wounds on her eyes, wrists and palms, and the panic of losing her vision made "Kiana" very weak in will.

Fourier grabbed the enemy's throat with his hand and used the "Conqueror" ring. The will fight was successful. Black runes shot out from the ring and tried to penetrate into "Kiana's" skin, but were bounced back.

The young man let go of his hand and threw the woman to the ground. He did not expect to really enslave the owner of the illusion. The successful confrontation of wills and the lack of triggering effect can itself explain some problems.

The time for emotional revenge has passed, and now it is time for rational social people to seek an answer.

Fourier withdrew his weapon and watched the woman stand up slowly, her wound healing between two breaths.

"I really want to 'thank you' for using Kiana's skin. As a result, I was embarrassed when I saw the real owner, and had to treat her with an attitude that even I hated.

If this kid gets too close to me, he will definitely notice that my Archon Spear is ready to go.In order to suppress the gun, the only thing you can do is keep a distance.

Originally, I loved this silly girl who made people worry about me as an old father, but now I have become a ghost father. "

Fourier imitated the other person's tone and said: "How can I thank you, my dear?"

The illusion has stopped running, and all NPCs have stopped moving and stood frozen in place, leaving only "Kiana" and Fourier.

"You have come back with your revenge just now. It's very hard for me to cooperate with you in acting. Besides, if you are too narrow-minded as a man, you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life. You don't seem to be the kind of abstinent swordsman."

"I'm from the health department." Fourier replied seriously.

"Pfft, are you that honest with your enemies? That's right. I can peek into your memory, so there's no point in lying to me."

"Kiana" laughed almost to the point of tears. At this moment, she finally looked similar to the real owner. The silly girl didn't pay attention to her personal image at all when she laughed.

"I originally thought that Kiana used this appearance to please you, but I didn't expect that it had the opposite effect. Fourier, I really want to gain your favor, so how can I please you?

Become the girl who doesn’t mean what she says but has been helping you silently? "

"Kiana" met Fourier's gaze and turned into Kurosada.Although she has the same appearance, the Jeanne d'Arc [alter] in front of her has gentler eyebrows and a more candid smile, just like a familiar girl next door.

"Or the simple vampire?"

"Joan of Arc [alter]" turned into a vampire. She jumped behind Fourier with a dance move, stretched out her arms to hug him, and the soft touch spread on her back.

"Keep calling you 'Uncle', 'Uncle', your favorite hard worker?"

"Eleanor" turned back from behind and hugged his waist tightly from the front. She raised her head, her eyes filled with longing.

"Or, the secret you've always wanted to uncover?"

"Eleanor" became "Otto", her lake-green eyes were full of coldness, and she reached out to hold the skirt of the dress and lifted it up with a look of disgust.

Fourier's eyes reflected Otto's flat body. Just as he thought, the Archbishop of Destiny was neither a man nor a woman, and Otto had no gender at all.

"Oh, by the way, you like Karen's kind with bigger breasts, right?"

"enough!"

Fourier slapped "Otto's" hand away. He was a step too late, and "Otto" turned into "Karen". She smiled and tried to hit him with the ball, but he pressed his forehead. inch forward.

"Do you treat girls so roughly?" "Karen" asked.

"This sword is called equality. In the name of equality, I have killed as many men as women. Do you think I care about gender if I want to kill people?"

"Liar, the five crystal blades you used are clearly called the First Law of Thermodynamics."

"You seem to have made a mistake," Fourier replied calmly: "No matter how true everything I say sounds like the truth, if there is no clear objective evidence to prove my words, then there is a possibility that I am lying. "

"Even to a companion?"

"Why can't you lie to your companions?"

"Even if you lie to someone who believes in you?"

"The point of lying is to make others believe it."

"Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"It hurts, but it's a necessary evil."

"You are not a subordinate of the great demon Lozoren."

"Isn't the leader of the Church of Necessary Evil Laura Stewart?" Fourier pondered, "So that's how it is. It was really set up by that woman."

"Karen" who has read Fourier's memory knows what the man wants to understand: two years ago, Fourier was hired by Laura, the greatest bishop of the Church of Necessary Evil, for a short period of time to protect and monitor the records of one hundred and three people. The "Catalogue of Forbidden Books" of Thousands of Pornographic Books.

At this moment, Fourier was probably worried about treating Laura as a human being.

"I think if you really wanted to kill someone, you wouldn't say so many words to him. That's so gentle, my dear."

"You're trying to give me an answer, and I want to figure out why you're giving me an answer?" Fourier replied.

"No, I'm not giving you the answer. I'm asking you questions to wait for your answer."

"who are you?"

"The number one God Key, 'Void Manzo'," "Karen" showed a pitiful look, "Human, do you want to make a contract with me to become a magical girl?"

"I reject."

"You can gain supreme wisdom by getting rid of that useless thing, and I can help you gain more power than Otto, but you don't even hesitate?"

"I am a swordsman," Fourier replied calmly: "I like wisdom very much. If I were still at the age where I dreamed of being an engineer, I would probably accept it happily.

But now, I live as a swordsman. Changing gender for the sake of wisdom will greatly reduce my physical fitness. All the skills I have accumulated will have to be redone, and there will always be a few days every month where the bleeding buff will seriously weaken my combat effectiveness. .

I don't like the word 'smart', but I also hate it when others think of me as a fool. "

Even the frivolous "Hollow Manzo" couldn't help but sigh. Fourier's serious answer made her feel like she wanted to complain, but didn't know where to start.

"Because you had an accident midway, the story has not been finished yet, so your attitude is not too strange." Kudos Manzo, who transformed into "Karen", snapped his fingers, "Let's speed up the story."

Fourier recovered his orange crystal blade, and the scenery in the fantasy world changed. In the blink of an eye, Fourier came to the church. Kallen, who was still a child, was crying next to the coffin of her beloved father. Otto looked at In his eyes, he turned and left.

"From the time I was discovered by the ancestors of the Akapolis family in the east until Otto appeared, I have been sleeping."

Void Manzang explained: "Who knew that the strange kid from the Akapolis family would break my seal and become a new host. As a price, Otto changed from asexual to a female."