The witch ladies want me to confess my love

"My seniors once taught me that a transcendent truly enters the realm of transcendence by killing a person. Only by having the experience of killing can a transcendent understand the fragility of life and the tyranny of power. Only when he wants to protect something can he You have the consciousness to kill your enemy, and when he decides to destroy you, you have the consciousness to sacrifice yourself and your companions.”

Jealousy shook his head: "In your team, this man who embraces miracles does not lack such awareness. Even if the warriors holding double guns and wielding famous swords are not aware, they can follow the man who has made it.

But you, Magician Kuro, your eyes are too gentle. Even if you look at me as an enemy, you don’t have murderous intentions. You just want to defeat the enemy and control the enemy... No, what will you do when faced with a fierce existence like Lizerota? Death, your hesitation and gentleness will kill everyone.

So, come and fight with me and experience the feeling of killing with your own hands. Magician Kuro, you will become powerful and can never look back. The moment you kill me, you will become a true transcendent. Harness the power of Crowrido's legacy. "

"That's enough, put away your evil ways!" Fourier stood in front of Kinomoto Sakura, "You have gone too far. Sakura is not from this world. She should not become a flower of evil, but adapt to it. Live on your own will.

The responsibilities of adults should not be borne by children. They are the precious future. If the future is polluted, if the future is destroyed, what is the point of our struggle?

If you have to sacrifice for Lizerota's crusade, then I should do it! "

Fourier rarely had anger written on his face, Kiana's face was full of worry, and Misuzu Kusakabe and Sakura Kinomoto raised their heads in surprise. The magician fell silent, lowered his head, and pulled Fu. Liye's cuffs.

"Senior, I will do it."

This time it was Fourier's turn to be surprised. He pressed Kinomoto Sakura's shoulder with his backhand, and the girl's slender body was shaken by him twice: "Are you crazy?"

"I just don't want to be treated like a child, senior. I don't want you to protect me but do nothing. It's so strange. I obviously have power, but I still have to hold everyone back, and may even bring risks to everyone." Something like that..."

She grabbed Fourier's hand and moved it away from her shoulder, her emerald eyes full of determination: "I always see you sacrificing and paying for me along the way. I think it's time for me to repay you. Senior, don't Look down on me, my heart is the same as yours."

Misuzu Kusakabe took Fourier's other hand away and shook her head. Kiana hugged his waist from behind, as if to restrain his movements and to comfort him.

"Originally, I thought I could keep your purity." Fourier sighed.

"Senior, even I will grow up. The 14-year-old me has completely different ideas from the 10-year-old me. I think the 18-year-old me will have different views on who I am now, but I can endure the pain of growing up. I can sacrifice so-called purity for something more important.”

Sakura looked around and said, "For example, you."

The magician's eyes were clear and firm. Fourier knew that once Sakura made up her mind, she would not change it easily, so he turned away and muttered: "You choose the path yourself."

"Senior is more like a child sometimes." Sakura Kinomoto stood up on tiptoes and touched Fourier's head.

"I agree." Misuzu Kusakabe said.

"+1." Kiana nodded.

"It seems that you have already discussed it." Jealousy looked at Kinomoto Sakura, "Thank you for treating me as a human being. If possible, I would also like to die as a human being, but don't expect me to let go. This is done with my life. The last lesson.”

Sakura Kinomoto nodded, and the two moved to the courtyard. The child with the Eye of Calamity sat timidly under the tree. Misuzu Kusakabe, Kiana and Fourier were witnesses and provided support to Sakura at any time.

Regardless of whether Sakura can defeat the Black Knight Envy, her life is protected, but she doesn't know this. She holds the warhammer wand tightly and experiences the fighting spirit ignited in response to the murderous intent released by Envy.

"Apostle of the Holy Province of the Index of Forbidden Books, Irene of the Dragon Bones."

"A member of the Dimension Office, Sakura Kinomoto, the magician of Clow."

The two of them each reported their real names. After Misuzu Kusakabe attacked, they released their magic power and pointed their weapons at each other.

Fourier kept his hand on the hilt of the sword. After a few minutes, Akaya disappeared and they returned to reality. Fourier walked over and looked at Kinomoto Sakura facing a wall. Her enemy, the Black Knight, was jealous. , or in other words, Eileen of the Dragon Skeleton was pulled back to reality, getting rid of the ugly body of the dark elf, leaning against the wall with her face in life, like Sleeping Beauty.

Sakura pulled out the long sword from the corpse, and the weapons quickly returned to sword cards and wands. The body of Erin, the Dragon Skeleton, turned into light and dissipated. Her face was calm, even with a trace of a smile, as if celebrating her emergence from the endless world. Be freed from captivity, or be grateful that your life has shown value.

From the moment she defeated her false life, Magician Kuro became a warrior, exchanging a life destined to perish for a future for the living, which satisfied the apostle of the Holy Province of the Index of Forbidden Books.

A drop of rain fell from the gloomy sky, and the crystal water droplets streaked across Kinomoto Sakura's cheek. The rainwater accumulated on her forehead and pressed down on her forehead, covering the girl's eyes.

"Senior, growing up is really painful." The magician whispered.

Fourier took her into his arms and felt his two small hands grasping his clothes tightly. The warm feeling spread where Sakura's cheek was pressed against his.

Mirror Chapter Letter Bee

The August rain came suddenly. Fourier and Kinomoto Sakura stood side by side in the corridor. Their shoulders and hair were wet. They smiled at each other and then turned to look at the rain curtain in the courtyard.

"Sakura, go take a bath, it won't be good if you catch a cold." Fourier said.

The magician shook his head: "It's okay. I haven't caught a cold in the past few years since I conquered Yu Pai. My brother always said that fools don't catch colds. Speaking of which, he rarely catches colds."

"It seems that your family is in good health...No, I mean...well, what should I tell you."

Because she was caught in the rain, Sakura's clothes clung tightly to her body. It happened that she was wearing a white dress today, and the white lines of her vest underwear were exposed.If young people are familiar with Eastern culture, they will definitely recite the phrase "The little lotus shows its sharp corners."

A 14-year-old is only of this size. Sakura Kinomoto will definitely have "mediocre" certain attributes in the future, but girls will always be girls. Fourier had no choice but to take the rainwater with his hand and wipe it on his chest. Sakura looked at it in confusion. He looked at the young man's chest, looked down at himself, covered his chest and ran away with a red face.

Her innocence made Fourier smile, and Fourier poured a strong desire to protect Xiao Ying. In other words, Fourier had a desire to protect every innocent child, which stemmed from his love for misfortune. Reflections on childhood and adolescence——

If he has the chance, he must avoid similar misfortunes and create a happy future for innocent children. This is the reason why he was jealous and angry at the Black Knight just now. If he can keep Kinomoto Sakura's innocence, he will get what he wants. The emotion will make his heart feel slightly warm.

Of course, judging from the results, it is very easy for him to be misunderstood as a lolicon, the kind who was taken away by the police uncle.

"What happened when I saw Sakura running into the bathroom in a hurry?" Kiana poked her head out of the glass window and asked.

"If she gets caught in the rain, let her take a bath so she doesn't catch a cold."

"It's so hot in August, it doesn't matter if you get caught in the rain, not to mention she's a magician."

"Be prepared."

This was a not very clever explanation, but Kiana believed it. Only at this time, Fourier felt that it was great that the Valkyrie was so stupid.

He touched Kiana's head. Kiana pouted and leaned forward, as if she rubbed her head against Fourier's palm. The girl's soft white hair touched the young man's rough palm. Make a rustling sound.

Fourier moved his palm away and felt the Valkyrie's eyes falling on him. He tried to interpret the other person's expression: "Kiana, you seem to be dissatisfied with me?"

"No, no, nothing!" Valkyrie shook her head and threw her braid on the window.

Ah, it turns out to be loneliness.Fourier thought.

No matter how optimistic she is, Kiana is only 16 years old. The familiar daily routine has been stripped away, her friends have gone away, and even her own existence has been denied for a time. Kiana must be very aware that Siren is still sleeping in her body, and the two of them Their souls have been connected together, and no one can truly disappear, and no one can truly replace the other.

One body, two personalities.Fourier tried to let himself accept this fact, and easily saw that Kiana became more dependent on him in a foreign land.

Kiana's life lacks male guidance. She has a reliable father, an older brother, and a strict teacher. There are almost no positive aspects that men can bring to her life. There are only the same sex, the same sex, and the same sex in her life. In fact, this is not conducive to her growth.

Fourier was determined to give her these things. Regardless of whether Kiana loved or hated him at the time, the relationship would become stronger over time.The young man knew that when he looked somewhere habitually, he would see a flash of white, and Kiana was standing there, smiling innocently at him.

But now, some of his energy is given to Kinomoto Sakura, and Kiana is too embarrassed to fight for things with the magician, so she can't say it clearly, so she will only use awkward ways to attract his attention... just like a child.

Kiana's upper body leaned out of the window, but her lower body remained indoors, so Fourier hugged Kiana's head and let it rest on his chest.

"Wait a minute, what are you doing?"

Kiana pushed Fourier twice in a panic. The force was more like a tap than a push, so Fourier closed his arms on the girl's back and pressed her against his chest.

"Don't think that people don't know what you are thinking."

After a long time, Fourier let go of the other party, and Kiana raised her head with a satisfied look on her face. She was no longer lonely. Instead, she moved her body, and there was a moist color in her blue eyes.

By comparing with Heizhen, Fourier knew that Kiana's estrus was also very high. Valkyrie herself said that she disliked Fourier's muscles, but in the end she still couldn't escape Moka's fate.

I have to leave, the young man thought, otherwise Kiana will eat me.

He found an excuse and ran away. Kinomoto Sakura was wearing a short skirt and hot pants, with a white towel on her head. When he passed by her, the young man felt the hot and moist breath and the fragrance of shower gel brushing against his arms.

"Senior," a shy voice sounded from behind, "I feel very happy to see you angry for me. I know that only when people care about someone will they have intense emotions for them."

Before Fourier could answer, she ran away in her slippers.

No, it’s me who should thank you.Without delicate flowers like you, I'm afraid I would really regard myself as a tool, as the sharp blade of the dimensional witch. The relationship with other people is the key to maintaining my personality.

Your influence on me has more effect on me than you can imagine.I don’t have the courage to say this sentence yet, but sooner or later, when my time slows down and returns to its normal flow, I will definitely express my gratitude to you personally.

Warmth brewed in Fourier's heart, but when he stepped through the door, the emotion was peeled off his surface again, and he turned back into the tool of the Dimensional Witch.

In the room, Misuzu Kusakabe and the holder of the Eye of Calamity sat face to face. Fourier exchanged glances with the red-haired swordsman and quickly determined their position: Fourier was the north wind, and Misuzu Kusakabe was the sun.

"Baptiste Fourier," Fourier held out his hand, "boy, what is your name?"

"Raga Singu," the boy whispered.

"how old are you?"

"12 is old."

"Where do you go to school?"

"No, I'm already working." The boy shook his head, "I'm a letter bee."

He was a little afraid of Fourier and kept staring at the floor while talking. The young man looked back at Misuzu Kusakabe, who nodded.

The so-called letter bee is a special postman system established by the Senate in its own jurisdiction. The purpose is to deliver special letters to dangerous/grey areas for the Senate. These letters are filled with the hearts of the writers and only have designated recipients. Opening the letter reveals its true content.

This is the category of extraordinary psychic abilities, and those who deliver these special letters are all the best among those with psychic abilities... It’s just that this messenger named Lager is too young. He is only 12 years old. Fourier Most of the letter bees I know are between 18 and 23 years old.

Xinfeng belongs to the category of national civil servants, with five insurances and one housing fund, as well as attendance benefits. All in all, this is a profession where you can enjoy glory and wealth as long as you live, because the rewards are proportional to the risks.

For the sake of its own reputation, the Senate generally does not recruit 12-year-old national civil servants. If the Senate can make an exception, Raghu's talent must be amazing, so amazing that even the old monsters cannot sit still and must take it into their hands.

Thinking of this, Fourier's molars became a little sore again. Comparing people should be punished, and comparing goods should be thrown away. When he was 12 years old, he was humble and cowardly, but he was already receiving public food and was treated like an elite civil servant. .

Each generation is always better than the next. Fourier knew that if he was better than the old people today, he would be photographed on the beach by the new people tomorrow. The wheel of the times is not moved by personal will.

But, it's still sour.

As if sensing Fourier's lemon scent, Lager lowered his head even further.

"Mr. Fourier, don't scare him, he is just a child." Kusakabe Misuzu said.

Fourier spread his arms: "No, he is a letter bee. He can become an elite national civil servant at the age of 12. However, I heard that letter bees usually do not act alone, but work in pairs with their partners. You Where is your partner?"

"It's gone. It's been gone since I entered the red night. My heart bullet has no effect on the dark elves inside, and the black knights are completely ineffective."

Heart bullets are the standard equipment for psychic psychics like Xin Bee. They turn different emotions into different types of power and seal them into bullet shells for use. When they fire, they will show different energy from conventional gunpowder weapons. A strange sight of weapons.

The reason why the Heart Bullet is ineffective against the Dark Elves is because the Dark Elves are more stupid than others, so the psychic abilities are naturally ineffective; while the Black Knights have an iron will, so the Heart Bullet is also exempted.

As for the disappearance of his partner, Raghu was dragged into Red Night by Lizerotra because of the Eye of Tribulation, which was the jade tablet fragment, and his partner did not have this artifact, so naturally he did not receive this kind of treatment.

Thinking of the Eye of Tribulation, Fourier looked at Raghu and said, "Are you the holder of the Eye of Tribulation?"

"You all say that but I have no clue, to me it's just... just a disaster."

Rag thought for several seconds before he came up with a word that was similar to what the Eye of Tribulation had brought to him.Fourier had heard from Ursula before that people who hold the Eye of Tribulation will gradually be eroded by the Eye of Tribulation and be lured by the artifact to use its power. As long as the host is willing, he can completely imitate the power of his previous hosts. and skills.

For example, if Fourier is one of the past holders of the Eye of Tribulation, then at this moment, Rag is holding two branches to completely simulate his sword skills. As a price, Rag's soul will be quickly consumed by the Eye of Tribulation. Until it is swallowed by the Eye of Tribulation, Lager's soul will be forever imprisoned in the Eye of Ring, becoming an image that the next holder can browse.

It can be said that the more holders the Eye of Tribulation devours, the more powerful it becomes. Few people can resist its temptation. After their temporary desires are satisfied, they usher in the ending of depravity. From the time the Eye of Tribulation appeared until now, Over the past few thousand years, the Eye of Tribulation has accumulated thousands of victims.

Like reincarnation, the only lesson people learn from history is that they cannot learn anything from history.

"It's called the Eye of Tribulation, and it's a powerful and threatening tool. I may be offended, but I want to check your eyes."

Lager was pinned to the spot by Fourier's aura and did not dare to move, like a small animal being stared at by a wild beast.As the young man moved his hand away from his forehead that was covering the eyes of calamity, Misuzu Kusakabe grabbed his wrist.

The red-haired swordsman stated: "Lage suffered serious emotional damage because of this eye. This eye brought him no favors, only pain. From the past events he confided, I know that everything he does now is based on himself." Obtained through hard work, the Eye of Tribulation has not yet lost control.”

"This is just a one-sided statement." Fourier said with a frown.

"We are all victims of being dragged into the red night. We should trust each other, understand each other, and help each other."

"Reliability is more important than numbers. If a time bomb is put into the team, everyone will be dead."

The colder the north wind of Fourier is, the more warm it becomes like the sun of Meiling Caobi.Rag looked at the red-haired swordsman who was in a dilemma and whispered: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Fourier's suspicion is reasonable."

He raised his head and took the initiative to lift the thick bangs covering his eyes. The golden Eyes of Tribulation were embedded in the young man's eyes.

Mosaic is Fourier's impression of Raghu's golden eye. It is incompatible with the young man's atmosphere, as conspicuous as a touch of black in pure white.

Fourier stared at that eye and saw at first glance that it had a transparent texture. Then, golden vortexes emerged from the Eye of Tribulation, and in those golden vortices, small black dots were moving in some way. Rotates regularly close to the eye socket.

The stinging pain in his spirit woke Fourier up from his "dream". He took a step back, feeling the clammy feeling spreading behind his back. The black dots he just saw from the Eyes of Tribulation were the souls in the Eyes of Tribulation, and when he stared at When these sacrifices were made, his soul also felt like being tempted and devoured.

The Eye of Tribulation has its own will. It was very fond of Fourier and couldn't wait to seduce and devour him. As a result, it touched Fourier's mental defense mechanism and woke up.

"You are right to cover it with thick bangs. No, you should wear an eye patch to suppress the magic power." Fourier approached again, "This is for your own good and for everyone's good."

Rag looked at Misuzu Kusakabe, who had a concerned look on his face. He was a kind and good boy, and he didn't want his kind red-haired elder sister to be harmed.

"I...will." He said softly.

Fourier and Misuzu Kusakabe looked at each other. The tricks of the North Wind and the Sun played on the young man's mind, but they had no choice but to do it. At this moment, golden hair came out from Rag's chest, instantly blocking the entire Room.

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"stupid stupid stupid!"

A petite girl wearing a pink dress emerged from the cradle of golden hair. She twisted Rag's ears and said, "I can't stand it anymore, idiot Rag. Can't you see that these two are playing you?"

"Play me?"

"Don't forget that you are a messenger bee, a professional who deals with all kinds of souls."