What's Wrong with the Witch

　　Mo Yubu looked at a painting on the wall and was stunned.

　　In an instant, he felt that his entire being had entered the painting.

　　He felt that he encountered the sticky cold wind blowing from the tomb, and he was extremely frightened.

　　Especially when he raised his head, he seemed to see a giant with the face of a goat, leaning over and bending over.

　　This is not a creature that the earth should have at all, as if it came from other planets in the universe.

　　The terrifying figure seems to extend to another time and space.

　　In that time and space, there is a terrifying power closely connected with the dark abyss.

　　"What the hell is this..."

　　Mo Yubu's body was trembling, and in a trance, he felt that some strange power was growing in his body, and he wanted to confuse everything in his body and turn him into a grotesque part.

　　"No!"

　　He thought of SCP-1066 "The Guardian of Time".

　　He wanted to activate the pocket watch immediately, fighting for 30 seconds of chaos to let him escape from here.

　　However, at this moment, he met the eyes of the terrifying giant.

　　Say something involuntarily.

　　Mo Yubu dared to swear that the voice that came out of his mouth was definitely not the voice he wanted to make.

　　This loud and weird tone should not be the sound that normal human organs can make.

　　To be precise, Mo Yubu had the illusion that he was connected with this giant's flesh and blood.

　　Sanity, madly lost at this moment...

　　Strength, runaway in the body.

　　"Am I going to lose control..."

　　Mo Yubu fell into deep despair.

　　At this moment, a crisp voice came.

　　"The latte is ready."

　　Mu Qiqi put the coffee on the bar and glanced at the guests standing by the bookshelf, slightly puzzled.

　　Does this guest also like her paintings?

　　Mo Yubu came back to his senses and took a deep breath.

　　He didn't dare to make too much noise.

　　Finally came alive.

　　His eyes moved, and he vaguely saw some strange eyeballs peeping at him in the books on the shelf.

　　When I took the initiative to read it again, the books on the shelf became very normal again, as if the disgusting eyeball had never appeared at all.

　　Mo Yubu hurried back to the bar.

　　To be honest, he didn't want to stay on the bookshelf any longer!

　　Just sitting down, Mo Yubu felt that his power had inexplicably grown a lot stronger.

　　In layman's terms, he was promoted and became a Sequence 7 Warlock.

　　By reporting his current strength, he will have the opportunity to become a B1-level operative of the Foundation, and the authority of the sealed artifact that can be used will be greatly increased.

　　At this moment, Mo Yubu understood!

　　The opportunity for him to get all this came from that terrible painting.

　　"Excuse me, the painting on the wall..."

　　"Oh, I drew it all, do you like it very much?" Mu Qiqi pressed the "Dark Canon" with one hand, "Even if you like it, I won't give it to you."

　　"..."

　　Mo Yubu choked.

　　As expected of a pretty girl store manager with such beautiful long pink hair.

　　Suddenly, Mo Yubu was refreshed.

　　The mysteries of many things are solved at this moment.

　　Why would the stationmaster personally issue a mission to let him explore this cafe.

　　And why did researcher Le Xiaozhi clearly say yesterday that he was being chased by human-faced zombie dogs, but finally he was able to receive Le Xiaozhi who escaped danger here.

　　All this is because the pink long-haired girl in a small Lolita dress in front of her looks like an ordinary beautiful girl, but she is actually an unfathomable existence.

　　Mo Yubu was extremely excited.

　　In this ordinary exploration mission, he undoubtedly came into contact with an unimaginably terrifying existence.

　　It may even be listed as the most mysterious by the Foundation - the gods!

　　"Your Highness..."

　　Thinking of this, Mo Yubu shouted solemnly and in awe.

　　"His Royal Highness?" Mu Qiqi was stunned, tilted his head to look at Mo Yubu, and laughed: "Hahaha, uncle, are you a serious middle schooler? I'm the owner of the coffee shop, an ordinary citizen of the magic capital, nothing. Your Highness."

　　Mo Yubu was choked again.

　　He is only thirty years old, is he that old?

　　I was just about to say something, such as that painting, and said it wasn't... God?

　　However, Mo Yubu quickly reacted.

　　According to the investigation before coming here, this "Magic Girl Cafe" has been operating in Modu for five years.

　　His Highness Mu Qiqi must have his own plans, and he doesn't want anyone to recognize it.

　　I really wanted to dismantle it, it made His Highness unhappy, and caused God's punishment...

　　Then, not only the SCP Foundation's Magic City Station will be destroyed, but even the entire Magic City may disappear from the map.

　　Thinking of this, Mo Yubu's heart shuddered, and he quickly explained: "This, I am indeed a two-dimensional, just saw the store manager you look like a character in an anime drama, and can't help but enter the state. ."

　　"Well, just call me the store manager or the boss."

　　To tell the truth, it is still a little pleasant to be called Your Highness.

　　Mu Qiqi smiled, as a witch, it would be perfectly fine if someone called her His Royal Highness.

　　Although her witch's magic never really succeeded.

　　The identity of this witch is also Mu Qiqi's self-setting.

　　"By the way," Mu Qiqi smiled slightly, "are you interested in that painting just now?"

Chapter 11 Is This the Evil God's Nest?

　　"No, no!"

　　Mo Yubu quickly waved his hand.

　　Just seeing the painting made him lose his mind. If he really took this painting, God knows what terrible things would happen.

　　"That's not what I mean, I mean, the manager, your paintings are very distinctive and of great artistic value."

　　"Ah."

　　Mu Qiqi smiled and continued to read the "Dark Canon" on the table.

　　Although the magic experiment failed last time, it should not fail next time.

　　Mo Yubu drank his coffee and breathed a sigh of relief.

　　To be honest, the coffee tastes pretty good.

　　Take advantage of the free time for coffee, continue to observe this cafe.

　　As the elite operator of the SCP station in the Magic City, and the leader of the Site security team, Mo Yubu already believed that there was something wrong with this cafe.

　　As for the guests?

　　Mo Yubu noticed a tall and thin man in a trench coat on the bar.

　　Because of the hood, he couldn't see his face at all.

　　He sat quietly, his eyes fixed on the heavy book in front of him.

　　The coffee in hand was still steaming, and it should have come a little earlier than him.

　　However, when Mo Yubu was about to withdraw his gaze, the figure of the tall and thin man in the windbreaker in his eyes began to blur.

　　Overlapping space ghosts appear in the field of view.

　　There are strange whispers from the unknown state of the universe starry sky.

　　The blood was rushing like a brain frantically.

　　The brain is shaking!

　　Eyes are going to burst!

　　Mo Yubu was going crazy.

　　What kind of existence is this?

　　"Hey, it's rude to stare at other guests like that."

　　Mu Qiqi's voice came, pulling Mo Yubu back from the terrifying hallucination.

　　"Ah..." Mo Yubu gasped, "I'm sorry."

　　This cafe has serious problems!

　　Mo Yubu no longer dared to look at the guest beside him.

　　Even if it was just out of the corner of the eye, there was a feeling that the soul was about to be torn out and pinched into various shapes.