Witch Punk 2840

Chapter 326 Crash
"So... do you know the second half of it?" Xia Ye asked cautiously.

"-SmDsfmLrfsDr-" the girl pronounced the second half skillfully.

Xia Ye immediately discovered a suspicious point: "Do you recite it often?"

Even compared to other witch contracts, the pronunciation of "Prayer" is complicated and difficult to pronounce. Unless it is recited frequently, it is hard to imagine that someone can pronounce it so fluently right out of the box.

The girl nodded: "Yes."

"..."

Before Xia Ye could ask, the girl took the initiative to explain: "Because I accidentally discovered in the past that reciting it would improve my luck, so whenever I encountered danger during a mission, I would recite it silently."

This was totally beyond Xia Ye's expectations. He thought for a moment and asked, "Give me an example?"

"During a previous mission, my team was ambushed by the enemy due to intelligence leakage. All the team members were killed. In a desperate situation, I recited it out loud. After that, I eliminated all the ambushed enemies and successfully survived."

"Maybe it's just because you're better?"

"But all the enemy's bullets passed by my body, so close that they tore my clothes, but not a single one actually hit me... And this happened more than a dozen times during that battle."

This really can't be explained by coincidence, Xia Ye thought, but compared with the effect of "praying", it doesn't seem to match. "Praying" requires an advance price, and the effect of fulfilling a wish is far stronger than the girl described. If it is a real "prayer", it will either make the girl a real superman in a short period of time, or make the ambushed enemy die on the spot.
But no matter what, if the other party knew the name of the "Prayer" contract, then it was most likely related to the city lord. According to Dong Zhou's story, the city lord used the "Prayer" contract to exchange his own life for her survival, but "Prayer" has always been fair. If the advance payment exceeds the wish, the remaining part will be returned in other forms.

The city lord paid for the life of a great witch, and in return he got Dong Zhou's life as an ordinary person. In the measurement of the "prayer" contract, the value of these two may not be consistent.

So, is this girl in front of us the return of surplus value?

"Do you remember your past?" Xia Ye asked suddenly.

"I know my past, but I don't remember it," the girl replied.

"What do you mean?"

"When I participated in the Fourth Company War, I was knocked unconscious in a bombing. When I woke up again, I found that I had lost my memory. I couldn't even remember my own name. Later, the doctor retrieved my information from the company's archives. It recorded in detail when and where I was born, where I went to school from childhood to adulthood, when I joined the company's army... until this time I was injured. But it was like I was reading someone else's story. I couldn't recall anything recorded in the archives at all."

"What about your relatives? Didn't you go to see them?"

"According to the archives, my parents died in the Third Company War. I was an orphan since I was young and had no relatives. I was raised by the company's welfare organization."

"Could it really be the effect of 'praying'..." Xia Ye couldn't help but mutter to himself.

If "Wish" wants to create a reasonable person out of thin air in this world, an orphan who has never had any relatives since childhood is undoubtedly the most convenient. Otherwise, it will take considerable effort to build a complex set of interpersonal relationships for her.

Could this girl in front of me really be the city lord? The city lord who has not yet recovered his memory...

"What is...prayer?" the girl asked in a low voice.

"It's a witch contract. The string of characters that has been in your mind is its name of witch text." Xia Ye decided to tell the truth because there was a high probability that the other party was the city lord.

If possible, he hopes to awaken the other person's memory and let the other person return to Debsota, because this is both the wish of Winter Day and the wish of "Summer Night" who has merged with him.

After hearing his answer, the other party still looked confused: "What is the witch contract...?"

So Xia Ye explained to her the matter about witches, witch contracts, and Debsotah in the simplest language possible.

After hearing this, the girl obviously didn't believe it: "Is this a setting from some online novel?"

"No."

"So according to what you said... I am a very powerful witch in another world, or the lord of a city?"

Xia Ye smiled and said, "That's right, so I decided to call you 'City Lord' from now on. Maybe this will help you recover your previous memories."

……

"She may not wake up for a while. I suggest we leave now."

On the island of Medusuzaya, next to the giant pit formed by Saint Grinning, there was a circular pit of similar size. Not long ago, Lillian, Tang Li, Kelun and others saw Xia Ye falling from the sky, and with a loud bang, he accurately hit the island. When the smoke and dust cleared, everyone found Xia Ye at the bottom of the pit, with his entire body completely embedded in the ground.

Lillian was so scared that she almost cried again, but when Tang Li dug Xia Ye out, everyone quickly breathed a sigh of relief. Her body was intact, and it seemed that she had just fainted or fallen asleep.

Soon after, Nana also found Xia Ye’s message in the “communication debt”.

The message only contained the first half. Xia Ye asked everyone to take her body and set sail as soon as possible to the Pibrivoska Islands, but she did not have time to explain the reason for doing so. But in any case, since it was confirmed that she was fine, the fleet had no reason to stay any longer, especially Zelul, who urgently needed to go to the islands to report to the Vladis Palace that Medusuzeya had been attacked and had become a ruin. But at the same time, there was another destination.

"...I promised 'Old White' to bring her cup fragments to the giant jellyfish in the southern sea. This is a promise made in the name of the knight, and I must abide by it. Moreover, 'Old White' connected to the virtual sea before her death. Her request may be related to the mutation of the jellyfish. For me, this is equally important." Zelul said.

"It's not difficult to do." Carunh smiled. "You go to the archipelago, and I will use the 'Brenhill' to deliver your fragments to the jellyfish in the south."

While Zelul was still considering the proposal, Lillian raised her hand: "I...I want to go, too."

Everyone looked at her curiously.

"Is there any reason?" Yaha asked.

"There's no reason... it's just intuition... Ever since I saw it, I've had an increasingly strong intuition... I feel like I must go see it." Lillian stammered.

Although this didn't sound like a reason at all, no one looked down on it. Witches' intuition often came true, and Lillian had an extremely special contract. Maybe the jellyfish was really related to something very important.

"You and Kelun go together." Now that Xia Ye is not here, Yaha has the final say on the affairs of the fleet. "But you can only take one-third of the bodies with you. The rest will remain in the fleet."

"Okay~" Lillian nodded obediently.

"It seems that we can only eat fried whale steaks for the next period of time." Yaha joked and looked at Zelul: "What do you think?"

"I have no objection to your arrangement, Captain." Zelul replied. Compared to delivering the fragments, reporting the tragedy of Medusuzaya to the Vladis Palace was obviously more important, and it could only be done by Zelul, who was a knight.

A moment later, the fleet slowly set sail amid the roar of the etheric ramjet thrusters. The Strike Witches catapulted from the Moby Dick and headed for reconnaissance in the direction of the archipelago. Shortly after departure, the Brunnhill turned right to the south, parted ways with the other three ships, and rushed towards the phantom-like giant jellyfish.

……

"Ladies and gentlemen, our plane is expected to land at St. Francis International Airport in 45 minutes. It is currently 8:45 a.m. local time, and the ground temperature is 13 degrees Celsius and 55 degrees Fahrenheit... Please fasten your seat belts, and the toilet will be closed in 10 minutes..."

"We're finally almost there." Xia Ye rubbed his lower back while complaining quietly, "It's a flight of more than ten hours, and they only let us buy economy class. Isn't the company too stingy?"

The "city lord" hesitated for two seconds, put his mouth close to Xia Ye's ear, and said in a voice that was almost drowned out by the roar of the plane: "Because our current identities are two poor students with little money, and it is best not to mention the "company" in public. I can't guarantee that we are not targeted by people from Z Company."

"You're right." Xia Ye smiled indifferently: "But this is not reality, this is just a dream based on my memory. In my memory, it was not until a year later that Z Company noticed me for the first time..."

boom----

A sudden loud noise interrupted her words. The plane suddenly tilted violently, the feeling of weightlessness came over her, and terrified screams rang out in the cabin.

Even Xia Ye was stunned for a moment, and only the three words "impossible" flashed through his mind. Only the city lord sitting on the side was unusually calm. She quickly glanced out the window and turned back to tell Xia Ye: "The engine is on fire, it's serious."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another loud noise.

The city lord looked out the window again: "The engine is gone, and half of the wings are broken."

At this moment, the plane's attitude completely lost control, spinning and falling almost vertically towards the sea below.

The cabin entered a state of complete weightlessness. Several passengers who were not wearing seat belts were thrown out of their seats and hit the ceiling of the cabin. Amid the screams, there were several dull thuds and the crisp sounds of broken bones.

Xia Ye was tied to his seat by a seat belt and was not injured. However, according to the current situation, in just a few dozen seconds, it would make no difference whether he was buckled or not. He shouted to the city lord beside him: "This is different from my past! I have never experienced a plane crash in the past!"

The city lord turned his head and looked at him, his face still calm: "Are you afraid?"

"How is it possible?" Xia Ye said, "This is just a dream. When I die, I will naturally wake up from the dream. I am just wondering what the meaning of this dream is? I have done almost nothing, and I am forced to leave..."

“I won’t leave.”

"what?"

"If this is reality, I won't let you die. If this is a dream, I won't let you escape." As the city lord spoke, he unbuckled his and Xia Ye's seat belts.

"Because protecting you is my job." She held Xia Ye's hand, "Hold me tight."

Xia Ye subconsciously clenched his fists. The next second, the explosion sounded again, and the cylindrical body disintegrated into two parts with a loud bang. The city lord and he were thrown out together. At the last moment, he heard the girl recite the name of the "Prayer" contract:
"SrbD-lc-RrMt——■-SmDsfmLrfsDr-"

Then he lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)