So I became a witch

From the looks of it, he should be a pretty capable painter.

"Hey? Just sit here?"

"Well, that's right, it will only take a while... Ah, I'm sorry, my stomach suddenly... Please, please wait for me for a while, just for a while!" Saying this, the young man quickly ran away from his booth, leaving us alone Messy in the wind.

"So, let's go, Master." Irene said quickly.

"Huh? But everyone's props are left here, so it's not good for us to just walk away?"

"No, we don't need to waste time on this civilian. Besides, this is his own breach of contract first, and has nothing to do with us."

"Although you said so..."

"Well, if that's the case, how about a compromise, let me paint for you?" I suggested.

Both of them looked very surprised, and Hiber asked suspiciously, "Can you still draw?"

"Well, I learned some sketches before, at least not to the point of embarrassment. What's more..." I said with some embarrassment.

"Then, I'll leave it to you." Hiber said decisively.

Now I'm at a loss.

"Then, let's borrow it temporarily." I coughed lightly, suppressed the tension in my heart, and picked up the paintbrush in my hand.

In order not to be ashamed, I even opened the Void Eye, and imprinted everything about Xibel in my mind in detail. The eighth-level strength of the mortal world gave me a strong body control ability, which is enough to see everything in my mind. All are faithfully reflected on the canvas.

"..."

One stroke at a time.

"..."

One stroke at a time.

"..."

One stroke at a time.

After all, how long has passed?When I finally woke up from my own world, I found behind me that the painter who had gone to the toilet had also come back. He didn't seem to mind that I used his paintbrush without authorization, and sincerely praised: " Bravo! Little girl, you have the potential to learn how to draw! If you can, please sell this painting to me!"

Facing his praise, my cheeks were slightly flushed: "It's just painting casually, and it's too strange to talk about selling it. This is your painting booth, right?"

"Oh, that'a pity!" The man shrugged his shoulders, but he didn't continue to ask, "Then, please be sure to put away this painting, the two ladies, maybe it will be brought to you in an unexpected place. Come surprise."

"Eh? Even me..." After picking up my painting, the head maid Irene showed a slightly surprised expression.

Presented on the screen is a girl sitting quietly on a chair like a flower, and a young girl beside her.

"Well, I'm a little embarrassed..."

"It's okay, the painting is very good, I like it very much." Hiber said with a smile, carefully rolled up the canvas and put it away, "So, as a borrowed paint from you... Al?"

In just a short while, the painter from just now had disappeared, and even his tools were taken away, leaving only an empty area.

"In the end, when is it..." Xibel whispered softly, and said with a sense of loss.

"Owner?"

"Ah no, it's just that when I saw the painting he put aside just now, I always feel that there is a taste of nostalgia." Hibel said briskly, "Well, it's okay, let's go."

The two quickly came to the front again.I paused slightly on the spot, and glanced at the trace left by the painter with some confusion.

Is it an illusion?

I quickly put this matter behind me, and chased after the two of them in a few steps.

The sky gradually sank, the pedestrians on the road gradually became rarer, and the street lamps on both sides were also lit, emitting a warm light.

"It seems that today's play is about to come to an end." Xibel looked up at the sky and said.

"Indeed, too much time has been spent here, originally..."

"Well, don't say that, don't you have a good time too?"

"How, how! I just want to..."

"However, speaking of the symbol of London, it really is there, right?" Hiber turned around lightly, and said with a smile on his face, "Then, as a final word, let's go together."

In the end, did he really come here?

After leaving the subway station, right in front of us is the final destination of this appearance, the London Eye.On our right hand side are Big Ben and the Palace of Westminster, which are quite close as attractions.In the city buildings full of golden light, the pink London Eye is like a weird one, revealing a different kind of warmth.Pairs of lovers hug each other intimately, and the long line has no end in sight, as if this is not a playground, but a sanctuary for marriage.

... Withdrawing the previous words, this place is really not a good place.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect to stagger the box with Luo Tianchen." My host said apologetically.After queuing for a while, when it was finally our turn, we found that the tickets for the three of us were not in the same box.

"I'm very sorry, this is all caused by my negligence, so please accept this ticket, I alone..."

"No, there's no need, it's fine for the two of you to go up first, I'm fine." I refused with a smile.

"But……"

"It really doesn't matter."

"...Alright then." Under the urging of the staff, Hibel and Irene sat in the box together.

Huh, then I'll sit in the next car too.

The box inside the ferris wheel is surprisingly large, probably enough to accommodate a dozen people, but before I could sit still, the door closed automatically.

……Why?Why, only me?

However, before I had any doubts, the box had already risen slowly, and I had to sit alone on the chair, turning my head to look at the night scene outside.

From this point of view, London is really beautiful.Surrounding the banks of the Thames, the reflections and lights of the buildings and the water reflect each other, as if two worlds are separated.There was a constant stream of people on the street. Although they couldn't hear the sound, they could still feel a thing or two from the joyful smiles among them.

But what to say.As the Ferris wheel rose, a certain defective part of my heart was torn apart more and more.

lonely.

What kind of emotion is this?

"Because, this is the original you." In the empty box except for me, someone else's voice suddenly sounded.

Chapter 62 Screenplay

"Because, this is the original you." In the empty box except for me, someone else's voice suddenly sounded.

A girl about my apparent age was sitting on the edge of the table, swinging her legs.I haven't seen her for a long time, but she actually put on the black nun's dress when I first met her. On the edge of the hood, the silver hair similar to Xibel's but brighter falls naturally on the table, like a Milky Way. corner of .

"What do you mean by what you just said?" After seeing the dream, I lost the mood to continue watching the night scene, so I sat back in my seat and asked seriously.

Meng didn't look at me, but stared intently at the lights outside the Ferris wheel: "Sometimes, I quite like human beings. Even if they are small, even if they are short-lived, they still persevere in pursuit of unattainable things. It is this persistence that They created such a wonderful thing. However, sometimes their ignorance makes me laugh. Blindly believe what you see, start a war over a boring argument, and in the end, even forget your original purpose , just killing for killing's sake. Sad, yet ridiculous."

"Hey, hey, don't say that it doesn't concern you. This kind of thing is not something that can be determined by one's will." I said.I always feel that today's dream seems to be a little different from before.

"Do you think so?" Meng turned around and asked me.

"Uh, what else? I'm not a partner of justice, and I don't intend to accomplish any redemption of all mankind. I should walk my own path. Even if I regret it, it's better than doing nothing, just blindly obeying. Is the command of the others better?" I shrugged and said.

"...Yes, you have always been like this since before, and you have never changed."

"Don't talk about these things. If you want to discuss religion or something, I will chat with you when I am free. The reason why you suddenly appeared must be something important, right? Don't Just tell me, is it Andrea's side or Luo Yuze's side?"

Seeing my shameless appearance, Meng also shook her head helplessly: "It's you."

"Me? What can I do?"

"In the near future, you will encounter the biggest difficulty in your life."

"What is that? It's more difficult than the witch game, isn't it?"

"To put it simply, in your current state, you will die." Meng said indifferently.

Because her words were too straightforward, I was also a little stunned for a moment: "I will die... what does that mean?"

"You will die, and you will die, and you will be completely erased from everyone's memory without leaving a trace."

"Um...but, if the witch is talking, won't she die?" I said, not knowing the situation.

"The witch will not die, but that is based on the premise that your 'heart' is not broken. In fact, didn't you kill the witch with your own hands?"

I was silent.

Selet, the witch who walked alone in the world for countless years, just to resurrect her beloved girl.

However, her efforts were doomed to be in vain from the very beginning.

People cannot be resurrected after death, and even a witch cannot change this fact.

So, she was desperate.

Countless years of pain, torture, and longing all erupted in an instant, corroding her heart and becoming a pure killing monster.

At that time, her heart must have collapsed, that's why she longed for "death" so much.

Ask yourself, if it is her in a normal state, is it possible for me to win?

The answer is impossible.Even if you try your best, you probably won't even be able to hurt her, the power of power is so terrifying.If it is said that the power of the Xingyan can destroy an ecological circle by one person, then the witch is an existence of the level of destroying the world. If it is not in the void, the aftermath of our contact is enough to distort the laws and lead to the collapse of physical constants , What will eventually be triggered will be the destruction of the world.

"You mean...my heart will die?" I tried my best to figure out the meaning of her words, and asked cautiously.

"Hey, Luo Tianchen, why did you become a witch?" She asked suddenly.

I was stunned, I really hadn't thought about this question: "Well, to save Ye Siya and the others, or something?"

Meng shook her head: "No, this is not what you really want."

Well, even if you say so, I don't know...

"Think about it carefully, otherwise, you will really die. Well, that's fine, after all, we have already made an agreement." Meng said with a smile.

"Agreement? What agreement?" I said inexplicably.

"When you are in despair, join me in worshiping that lonely god forever."

Looking at her sweet smile, I suddenly felt a chill down my back: "No, no, please forgive me for that kind of thing, and I only said it is possible, it is possible!"

"Then, please do your best and don't die." Meng said noncommittally, and suddenly jumped off the table, putting her hand on the door of the box of the Ferris wheel.

"Ah, wait, is this the end?" Seeing that she was about to leave, I hurriedly asked.

"Well, gone."

"No, no matter how you say it, tell me what's going on now, such as Andrea, or the Black Feather Cult."

"As for this, all the clues are already in your hands, and the only thing left is the thread that connects everything." She said, and she looked like she was planning to leave again.

"Wait, wait! What on earth does this mean! Even if you say that you already have clues, I still don't know anything!"

Looking back, Meng sighed deeply like looking at a child who is useless: "It's okay, you can do whatever you want - after all, the script has already been written."

"script?"

"The stage is ready, the actors are already in place, whether they want to or not, everyone will act according to the plot in the script, so you don't have to deliberately manage it."

"Including transactions?"

"..."

"Although I didn't feel it at first, I felt more and more that I became strange. Ye Siya, Bingying, and Andrea... When I'm with them, my heart will be inexplicably Convulsions, uncomfortable, but don't know why. You must know? Then, what is it?"

After a moment of silence, Meng said softly: "It's love. You lost it, love."

like?I silently recited this familiar but unfamiliar word in my heart.

I don't understand, but I seem to understand something.

So, is this the price of the transaction?

I really did an incredible thing unintentionally.

Chapter 63 The Premonition of the Storm

"Do you regret it?"

I shook my head: "How is it possible. But, if I also trade with you this time, will I lose the 'joy' like now?"

"Well, that's right, not only will you not be able to feel joy, you will even gradually lose all concepts about it, as if it never existed in the first place." Meng said, and for some reason, there was an inexplicable sadness in his eyes .

"Hey, needless to say, it's so scary, right? If, I mean, if, this goes on, what will happen to me?" I said in shock.

"...Who knows. No matter what, this is the path you choose." Meng said lightly.