The Time Cycler from the Type Moon

"Well, then, it's time for us to start performing."

After adjusting his expression, Hideo Ando showed a bright and serious smile at Yuzu Kuonji.

"I already have a clue about your magic base object."

Hideo Ando promised so.

The fairy tale witch, facing Hide Ando's bright smile, maintained a cold expression and did not make any more responses.

Chapter 15 Nursery Rhymes Sung in the Burning Village

A bright yellow full moon hangs high in the sky.

Burning houses light up a modest area.

A little ghost girl named Rem ran around the village in a panic.

"Mom, dad, sister."

"Where? Where are you?!"

The girl kept muttering in her mouth while running.

For this little girl who was only eight or nine years old, the scene in front of her was too exaggerated, so exaggerated that she couldn't react from everything around her.

Even though the girl had learned some truth from the bloody corpse by the roadside, the instinct of a child would force her to choose not to admit it.

Young Rem is trying to find her parents and her dearest sister.

"Hey, hey, hey, little girl over there."

A somewhat kind voice came to mind, and Rem subconsciously turned her head to the side.

I saw a human male, with a warm smile on his face, talking to her.

"You... who are you?"

The young girl looked at the figure in front of her, she raised the dagger in her hand, her body trembled slightly, her eyes were full of fear.

"I am the person sent by God to help Ram and Rem, and I know everything about you two."

"If you don't believe Rem, you can ask me."

Hideo Ando looked at the little ghost girl holding a dagger in front of her, with a seductive look.

The flames are still burning, and the sound of killing is still resounding in the ears.

To be reasonable, Hideo Ando's behavior at this moment is weird and dangerous to any normal adult.

However, standing in front of Hideo Ando was a little girl who was only eight or nine years old.

Rem, who lived in a mountain village since she was a child, is at an age where she still has fantasies, an age at which it is easier to believe things around her.

"Yesterday, do you know what Rem and sister did yesterday?"

With a vigilant and tentative tone.

Rem spoke to Hideo Ando, ​​who looked strange under the firelight not far away.

"I know, Rem, I went to dig cassava on the mountain with Ram yesterday, and when I came back, Rem accidentally fell heavily, and it was Ram who carried you back."

Hideo Ando answered fluently in a steady tone.

And the correct answer he said in a gentle tone also made Rem's originally dead eyes glow with some brilliance.

"Then do you know what Rem was thinking about in bed the night before yesterday?"

She asked questions in a hurry, with a certain urgency in her tone.

Uh... still asking?

There was a bit of embarrassment on the originally gentle face of the man in front of him.

"Are you wondering what you had for dinner?"

Hideo Ando spoke tentatively.

"Liar!! You don't even know..."

"Then tell me what you're thinking? If you don't tell me, how will I know if I'm right or wrong."

"At that time, Rem hoped that she could become as powerful as her sister."

"Oh, got it. Let's start over."

In the astonishment on Rem's face.

Hideo Ando turned around and rushed out of the forest into the village, waving at another pink-haired ghost girl who was fighting.

"Hey, Ram over there, I want to touch your sister..."

whoosh-

A wind blade flew from afar, chopping Hideo Ando's head off in an instant.

Time turned again.

Hideo Ando was familiar with the road again, found Rem to guide her, and answered her second question.

"At that time, Rem hoped that she could become as powerful as her sister."

"You're right, then..."

Just when the blue-haired ghost girl opened her eyes slightly, and was about to ask further questions.

Hideo Ando interrupted ahead of time.

"Well, Rem has asked me two questions."

"Now it's my turn to ask Rem for help."

"I have a way to save Rem and your sister, but only if you learn a song, Rem."

He looked at the little girl in front of him with a persuasive expression on her face.

"Song?"

The blue-haired ghost girl raised her small head and looked at Hide Ando.

"Yes, it's called London Bridge Has Fallen."

The light from the fire in the distance was mostly blocked by trees.

Only a little bit of moonlight illuminates the woods.

Hideo Ando began to teach nursery rhymes to the ghost girl with blue hair in front of her.

"Sing with me, London bridge is falling down..."

……

As the night darkened, the smell of blood blinded his eyes.

The young ghost named Ram kept urging the horns on his forehead.

She is absorbing the magic power around her, and she is doing her best to save the surviving ghosts around her.

However, it backfired.

Even the "blood of ghosts and gods", which is known as the "blood of ghosts and gods" that is rare in a thousand years, according to ancient records, will have unimaginable power when it becomes an adult.

Now Ram is still young, and the power she can wield is still limited.

The polluted magic power in the air kept entering her body because of Ram's absorption. The girl felt more and more tired physically, and her whole spirit was almost on the verge of collapse.

whoosh-

A sharp piercing sound sounded from behind Ram.

A huge amount of magic power once again gathered towards the crystal clear horn on Ram's forehead.

The spell Tingfeng was brought into full play at this time.

The air flowing around gave Ram a picture of what was happening behind him.

It was a ghost girl who was about the same size as Ram, and was being attacked by two Witch Cultists.

Rem, who had never been found before, suddenly appeared in the field for some unknown reason.

london bridge is falling down

london bridge collapsed

falling down, falling down

collapsed, collapsed

builditupwithwoodandclay

build with wood and clay

wood and clay, wood and clay

Wood and clay Wood and clay (build it, build it)

wood and clay will washaway,

wood and earth will be washed down

washaway,washaway

Get crushed, get crushed...

In the village filled with blood and flames, there were shouts of killing around.

The young blue-haired ghost girl sang some weird nursery rhymes over and over again.

According to the elder brother who claimed to be a helper, as long as Rem sang like this, she would have a great chance of saving some people in the village.

The young Rem didn't feel that she had been cheated, because she was useless, and she didn't have any need to be cheated. No one would deliberately deceive a useless person like Rem.

On the other hand, during the fight, Ram didn't understand why his sister suddenly sang such a ballad.

All her mind is on the magic construction, and her brain has no time to think about this aspect at the moment.

The only thing she saw in her field of vision was the fact that her sister was being attacked.

"Give Ram I stop!!"

The gust of wind whizzed beside him, and his expression became ferocious and tyrannical. Relying on this shout, Ram forcibly pulled himself together.

The one who was attacked was her younger sister, her dearest Rem.

Ram turned around without much hesitation, and immediately stood in front of a little ghost girl with almost the same face as her, except for a different hair color.

"Don't be afraid, Rem, sister..."

The words of comfort were not finished yet.

The sharp sword light flashed across his forehead.

With the full moon hanging high in the sky as the background, a crystal-clear horn like suet jade flew towards the sky, and around the horn were streaks of blood spilled from the girl's forehead.

The blood and long horns shone brightly under the bright yellow moonlight.

The nursery rhymes that were originally sung in the night came to an abrupt end.

The little girl standing behind Ram stared blankly at the long horns in the sky. The girl's expression was so momentarily relaxed and relieved.

She just stared at the long horns of the sky.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang

The crystal long horns hit the ground with a soft sound.

After it landed, Rem didn't take his eyes off him at all.

It was as if everything around her had disappeared in front of her eyes, and only her sister's long horn was left in the whole world.

"Lem, let's go."

Compared to her younger sister's full concentration, as her older sister, Ram didn't pay much attention to the broken horns. To be precise, she didn't have the time to pay attention to them.

The girl put her whole body and mind into the younger sister behind her.

"Tsk tsk~ I heard that after the ghost clan loses its horns, they are useless."