Magical Girl's Knight Brother

Chapter 147 Blood for blood
Qin Nan stood quietly on the devastated land ravaged by the aftermath of the battle.

The black mist stirred up by the negative energy has mostly dissipated, and the strange phenomenon in the sky has gradually subsided. However, the lava on the ground is still churning, and it will probably not be extinguished for a while.

Her chest heaved violently, and the amethyst dagger in her hand, which shimmered faintly, was still trembling slightly.

Gazing at the massive, mountain-like corpse before him, the grotesque mass of flesh was rapidly dissipating, thick bone spurs peeling off one by one, and the crashing flesh turning into a black, foul-smelling liquid.

Qin Nan looked completely bewildered, as if she still couldn't believe that what was happening before her eyes was real.

Did the Qiong Niu really die?
Has this mortal enemy who murdered his own blood relative, who caused immense destruction in the real world and severely injured countless magical girl predecessors, really been killed by him?

Qin Nan slowly raised his head and looked at the sky, which had become strangely turbulent due to the energy released by the Qiong Niu.

The next moment, a raindrop landed on Qin Nan's nose.

This first raindrop was like a signal, followed by a second, a third, and more and more large raindrops poured down, quickly forming a curtain of water on the slope.

Tears welled up uncontrollably in her bright eyes, mingling with the rain as they slid down her face, ruining her eye makeup.

Over the years, she has seen her loved ones die tragically in flames countless times in her dreams.

The memory was already blurred, and if it weren't for the magical girl's power, she wouldn't have been able to recall anything from that night at all.

But precisely because the dream was so blurry, Qin Nan was unable to clearly see the faces of her parents in the dream no matter what she did.

Every time she woke up from a nightmare, she could only curl up alone in a corner, silently enduring this indescribable torment.

Watching Qin Nan's thin figure standing in the rain, looking up at the sky, from afar, Xiao Hui silently landed on Tang Cao's shoulder.

He knew very well that Qin Nan had given almost everything for this moment.

She could have refused the identity of a magical girl and lived a relatively normal life like the other children in the orphanage.

Embarking on this path of revenge means that Qin Nan has already disregarded his own life and death.

Xiao Hui deeply understood the pain she endured during those long years. Every time she was injured or suffered a crushing defeat, she gritted her teeth and persevered—even though she could have asked Tan Zhixin for help.

Although Qin Nan once complained that Tang Cao and her brother were cut from the same mold, in this matter, how is she any different from the two siblings?

With a flash of blue light, Qin Nan deactivated his transformation, his arms hanging limply at his sides.

It was as if all the strength in her body had been drained away at that moment, and she only felt an unprecedented exhaustion wash over her.

Just then, the oncoming raindrops were blocked, and a white-haired girl came into view, holding an ice umbrella, and stood gently beside Qin Nan.

Tang Cao didn't speak. Although she didn't know what Qin Nan had gone through in the past, she was genuinely happy for her because she could feel that the burden on her senior's shoulders had lightened.

Qin Nan turned to look at Tang Cao, the corners of her mouth gradually turning up into a big, bright smile tinged with bitterness.

That smile contained relief, excitement, and also a remembrance and farewell to painful memories of the past.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Nan's red lips moved slightly.

".Thanks."

Tang Cao smiled and nodded vigorously.

Their eyes met, and both pairs of eyes conveyed the same meaning.

They may not have known each other for very long, but they both understand that after this battle, their relationship has already surpassed that of some friends who have known each other for years.

Seemingly unaccustomed to the current atmosphere, Little Grey shook off the rainwater.

"Although getting soaked in the rain together looks cool, this isn't an idol drama. You two don't need to be so lovey-dovey. Don't tell me you're going to kiss."

The warm atmosphere was broken by the sharp tongue, and Qin Nan glared at Xiao Hui.

"Are you determined to ruin my good mood?"

However, the next moment, Qin Nan burst out laughing, looked deeply at Xiao Hui, and shook her head slightly.

"Thank you too, Little Grey, for being willing to face all of this with me and for putting up with my temper."

"Who are you?" Little Grey screamed, feigning surprise. "My Sister Nan would never say such cheesy things! Give me back my boss!"

"Fuck you uncle."

Qin Nan rolled her eyes at him. After Xiao Hui's antics, she couldn't even muster a sigh. She turned around and silently looked at the huge corpse being washed away and disintegrated in the rain.

"I can't believe it, we actually did it." Tang Cao followed Qin Nan's gaze to the corpse of Qiong Niu and murmured.

"Yes." Qin Nan's feelings were also complicated.

Although killing her enemy was indeed a very satisfying thing for her, after actually doing it, she had a feeling of unreality.

If Qin Nan were to fight to the death, suffering severe injuries and paying a heavy price, ultimately killing his opponent in a final, desperate counterattack, then Qin Nan would at least have a sense of reality.

But thinking back on the battle, she felt that something was off.

Almost instantly, the moment Tangcao and her wind line were severed, Qiongniu suddenly fell into a state of extreme fear.

Qin Nan didn't know how to describe that feeling; she had never seen such an incomprehensible reaction from a heretic demon before. Did heretics also experience fear?

What kind of being could instill fear in heretics and demons?

The look of terror didn't last long; soon after, Qiong Niu descended into extreme rage.

He began to attack everything around him in a frenzied manner, as if he wouldn't stop until he completely destroyed everything around him.

Under this frenzied attack, Qin Nan and Tang Cao quickly retreated, widening the distance between themselves and Qiong Niu, and reached a safe position. Then, they saw Qiong Niu unleashing its energy as if it had gone mad.

Strangely, although Qiong Niu seemed crazy, he seemed to be controlled by some kind of entity, as if someone had drawn a circle on the ground, and no matter how crazy Qiong Niu was, he could not leave the circle even half a step.

This was the first time Qin Nan had ever seen a heretical demon encounter a 'ghost wall', but she didn't just stand there foolishly. She and Tang Cao both knew that this would be their best chance to kill each other!
As everything settled down, Qiongniu finally died by Qin Nan's dagger.

The tiny blade, almost as small as a toothpick, easily pierced the cracked dark crystal of the Qiongniu, bringing its life to an end.

However, a question remained deeply buried in Qin Nan's heart.

Who exactly is helping me?
Who else possesses such a bizarre ability?

Qin Nan turned her head slightly to look at Little Grey. The tacit understanding between the two of them didn't need any words. Little Grey immediately knew what Qin Nan was thinking.

He didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly at Qin Nan.

Although the situation was very chaotic and the person's methods were very subtle, even in just a brief moment, Little Gray still sensed the faint deceptive power.

That is a power born from lies, a power that assumes human thought cannot interfere with cognition, and the source of this power is only one—the greedy.

Seeing Xiao Hui's reaction, a look of realization flashed in Qin Nan's eyes.

I knew it!
Even while on a business trip, he never forgot to take care of his sister's safety.

Looking at Tang Cao, who was trying to contact Xiao Bai with her telepathic abilities with a blank expression, Qin Nan felt a pang of envy.

If it's him, then it wouldn't be surprising.

However, new questions have arisen.

Although he did not show himself, he was able to drive a high-ranking heretical demon into madness.

Just how strong is Tang Zijun's fighting ability?

How many cards does he still have up his sleeve that he hasn't revealed yet?

Just as Qin Nan was lost in thought, Tang Cao suddenly noticed something and hurriedly walked towards the corpse of Qiong Niu.

"Sister Nan, come quick! This boss dropped gold coins!"

".ah?"

Qin Nan was momentarily dazed. The dark crystal from Qiong Niu had been completely recycled, or at least undergone natural filtration. Therefore, this dark crystal could become the best material for Tang Cao's advancement.

Apart from that, heretical demons will not drop anything unless there is some special energy residue in one of their organs, but no matter which organ it is, it is impossible for it to drop gold coins.

She was about to say something when, in the next moment, she saw Tang Cao pick up a golden leaf from a disgusting liquid.

Tangcao immediately presented the golden leaf to Qin Nan as if offering a treasure.

"Look! Gold leaves!"

"Wow...it actually dropped gold coins!"

Qin Nan's lips twitched as she took the gold leaf and prepared to examine it carefully.

But as soon as he made his move, a special kind of magic emanated from the leaf.

"This is?!"

A world turned upside down.

The figure in the white tuxedo slowly withdrew their gaze from the shattered mirror.

Calling it a tailcoat isn't quite right; the material of this outfit looks very unusual. Although it's described as formal wear, it looks more like an exquisite cloth armor worn by Western court priests.

He raised his hand and removed the white mask from his face, revealing Chang Lei's honest and simple middle-aged face. At the same time, the cloth armor on his body slowly turned into a phantom and disappeared without a trace.

His slender figure had become obese and hunched over. Looking at him now, no one could associate him with the handsome and eerie figure from just moments before.

"They've given up their power for so long, and now they're being dragged out to fight again."

Chang Lei's gaze fell on the white mask in his hand, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

A strange red light flashed in his eyes, and a greedy, bloodthirsty desire surged from his chest, only to subside almost instantly.

With a heavy sigh, Chang Lei wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Alright, that should be enough."

(End of this chapter)