I loaded the dream game

I just don't like it, but that doesn't mean I can't do it, right?

Xia Zhi complained in his heart.

He and Xia Zhi had played similar word games countless times before. After years of practice, even that girl had begun to stop believing in such nonsense.

But... forget it, just tell it, I didn’t do anything strange anyway.

Xia Zhi thought so, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, the light blue flame in the girl's body had appeared in his sight.

"Are you ready?"

...Before Xia Zhi could ask, he saw Yang Nai had already skillfully unbuttoned her coat and blinked at him, indicating that she was ready.

Summer Solstice: "..."

So, haven’t I said it before? It’s actually okay not to take off your coat.

"never mind……"

He shook his head slightly, raised his hand, and stretched out his hand to the short-haired girl in front of him...

"Dong dong dong..."

Just then, a knock on the door interrupted Xia Zhi's actions.

Yang Nai was slightly stunned, then looked at Xia Zhi and asked, "You have a date with someone else tonight on March 3.2?"

……No?

Before Xia Zhi could utter the words of denial, the half-closed door was gently pushed open, and the figure of a girl with light blue hair standing at the door appeared in front of the two of them.

"Hecate?" Xia Zhi called out the girl's name, looked at her and asked, "What's the matter?"

I'm busy here.

"Um……"

Hecate nodded slightly, and after pausing for a moment on the short-haired girl next to Xia Zhi, her eyes fell on Xia Zhi again:

"...I agree to your request."

Witnessed by the bright moonlight outside the window, as if she had finally made a decision, the girl made a promise in an ethereal and clear voice that would change her life and the meaning of her existence:

"I am willing to...be your witch."

Chapter 342: Let the Tiger Return to the Mountain X Infiltrate the Interior√

Early morning, somewhere in Misaki City.

On the rooftop of an empty apartment building, Shana held the boy's hand tightly and slowly opened her eyes.

"Feng Jue!"

When her clear and sweet voice fell, a blazing red flame appeared on the ground. The flame continued to expand, forming a colorful barrier with the two people as the center. The ground inside was depicted with flames and totems arranged in strange characters. This was the manifestation of "sealing" the inner part of the barrier from the operation of the world, isolating it from the outside world, and concealing the causal independent space.

In this space flickering with a faint red color, the girl's petite body is wrapped in a black coat, her straight long hair emits a red glow, and fire powder is flying all around.

It was a scene like a painting...if you ignored the fact that the girl was wearing loose pajamas and slippers underneath her black clothes.

"You're so long-winded!"

Facing Xia Zhi's somewhat strange gaze, Shana's cheeks flushed slightly. She glared at him fiercely but did not loosen her hand that was tightly holding his.

She took a deep breath, feeling the power flowing from the hand she was holding, stirring and interweaving in her body...

"drink--"

The girl shouted, and stretched out her other hand. Red fire powder began to fly around her arm. The fire powder surrounded her arm like a whirlpool of flames, flying in the air in the same direction, and continued to expand forward. The density of the fire powder also became thinner, and the three-dimensional shape gradually formed around it. A huge arm like armor with a total length of about ten meters emerged.

"It seems to be a little bigger than the last time?" Xia Zhi gave his opinion.

"Not at all!" Shana said unhappily, "The power of existence I use is exactly the same!"

This person doesn't take the compliments seriously at all, Shana thought angrily.

They have been training like this for more than a month. In order for Shana to get familiar with her strength as quickly as possible, high-intensity training and using her strength are of course necessary.

However, the Fire Mist Warrior's power of existence is limited. Even Shana cannot consume her own power of existence without scruples, and she cannot plunder the power of existence of ordinary people to replenish herself like the Red World Apostle.

Then what should be done?

It's very simple, all she needs is someone with enough power of existence to provide her with extra energy.

There just happened to be someone like this with inexhaustible power of existence by her side.

only……

"If it's just something like this, Yang Nai can do it, right?" Xia Zhi looked at his hand held by the girl, thought for a while and said this.

I was clearly still sleeping with Eluke's soft body in my arms, but the next second I was pulled out of the warm bed... To be honest, this feeling was quite uncomfortable.

"No!" Shana rejected it immediately, and then she lowered her voice, blushed slightly, and said in an inaudible voice:

"Only you... can do that."

"what?"

"...I mean."

Shana raised her head again, as if she wanted to answer, but when she saw the boy's eyes, she panicked again and turned her eyes away to change the subject, "Yes, yes, where is the apostle named Hecate?"

"You mean her..." Xia Zhi thought for a moment and replied, "Let her go back."

"……Eh?"

……

In the darkness somewhere, an incredibly large light blue totem shone on the floor.

Objects that look like both geometric patterns and living things are the "free laws" that the "Apostles of the Red World" use their own will and structural power to display various incredible presents in this world.

Under the light blue glow of the flame of existence, a huge stone door was closed as a dense and heavy sound was heard.

The floor of this palace, like black crystal, reflects the figures of the returnees.

In this space which can be described as "transparent darkness", silver dewdrops are flying, gradually forming the outlines of the surrounding objects and the two rows of columns side by side on both sides of the palace.

"It's been a long time, General..."

The woman walked forward with graceful steps and spoke to the "empty" palace hall in front of her.

"...Ah, long time no see."

After a moment's silence, a slightly tired voice sounded in the palace. Looking in the direction where the voice came from, a familiar female figure appeared in the field of vision.

"Have you calmed down a bit?"

Without asking when the other party appeared, Bellpeolpe folded her arms across her chest and asked the man not far away.

"What can we do if we don't calm down?" Xiu Denan leaned against the pillar and said in a nonchalant tone, "After all, we lost miserably this time."

"……yes."

After a moment of silence, Bellpeol shook her head, sighed softly, and said softly: "This time, we lost miserably..."

Not only did the initial goal not get achieved, but two powerful fighters were lost in succession, and even the "Great Imperial Shaman" was captured.

As far as I can remember, except for the time when the leader was exiled to another world, I'm afraid we have never lost so completely, right?

In fact, just from the perspective of despair and powerlessness, she felt that the situation she faced this time was far worse than that time... After all, they really didn't have any room to fight back this time.

"That guy...what on earth is he?" Recalling that person's figure, Bellpeol's voice couldn't help but be filled with a hint of deep fear.

"...No matter what." After a long silence, Shunande took a deep breath, threw the burning cigarette to the ground, stomped it hard, raised his head and looked at Bellpeol and said firmly: "Hecate must be rescued."

"Of course I know about that kind of thing."

For the "God of Life", other people may not be important, but the "Great God of Life" is absolutely indispensable... Bellpeol knows this better than anyone else.

However, knowing is one thing, and being able to do it is another, especially when you are aware that the other party has overwhelming strength.

"What should I do..."

Just when Bellpeol was lost in thought, she suddenly heard the stone door behind her, which had been tightly closed, opening again with a delicate and textured sound.

who is it! ?

She was slightly startled and turned around quickly, only to see a familiar petite figure in the open door.

"Hecate!?"

She was surprised and called out the girl's name.

"Um……"

Hecate nodded slightly and slowly extended her hand forward.

"This is..." Bellpeol opened her eyes slightly.

Above the girl's white and tender palm, a clock-like mechanical device was quietly floating, and the faint light emitted from the core slightly illuminated the surroundings.

"The lost child of zero hour..." Hecate slowly opened her mouth and said in a voice without any emotion: "I brought him back."

The girl's voice was still ethereal and clear, and her appearance had not changed at all. However, for some reason, Belle Ole had an inexplicable feeling that there seemed to be something different about the girl in front of her...

Chapter 343 Confirmed Feelings

The problem of missing children at midnight may be difficult to deal with for others, but for Xia Zhi, it is just a matter of copying the image and opening port permissions.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he could also stuff all the messy things in the Zero Hour Lost in Yang Noi's body into this mirrored virtual machine, which could be regarded as a kind of virtual machine protection to some extent.

Anyway, for the current Zero Hour Lost, one more or one less extension to divert the output energy will not make much difference to it which is already equivalent to a second-class perpetual motion machine, so this kind of thing does not matter.

What Xia Zhi is more concerned about now is...

"Is this the end of morning training?"

Looking at the girl who lifted the seal and took back her hand, Xia Zhi asked this.

"Um……"

Shana took a deep breath, adjusted her tired mind after a long period of training, and nodded in response.

……Yeah?

After looking at the girl holding his hand tightly and thinking for a while, Xia Zhi still didn't say "When are you going to let go?"

On the other side, as if she had noticed the gaze of the boy next to her, Shana's cheeks and the ears that were exposed from between her hair turned slightly red, but she still had no intention of letting go.

"Let's go quickly!" She pretended to be calm and took Xia Zhi's hand and walked towards the corridor: "If we dawdle any longer, we will be late for lunch again."

"If you can't catch up, why not just eat pineapple buns?" Xia Zhi said indifferently: "It's all the same to you anyway, right?"

"In your eyes, all I have to do is live on pineapple buns every day?"

Shana stopped, turned around and glared at him with dissatisfaction.

Although she likes it very much...but if there are other options, she doesn't have to eat pineapple buns every day.

The boy's words made her feel that her image in the boy's mind seemed a little strange.

"...That's not the case."

After thinking for a while, Xia Zhi continued, "What I actually want to say is... if you want to hold hands, you don't have to be so roundabout... as long as you say you're willing to hold hands for as long as you want."

"You're so long-winded, how can I love you..."

Shana habitually wanted to refute, but the next moment, she was slightly stunned, and then as if she had just reacted, her face was suddenly flushed, and she quickly let go of his hand as if she had been electrocuted and jumped to the side, looking at him and stammering: "You, you, you, what are you talking about!?"

"Am I wrong?" Xia Zhi tilted his head slightly and continued, "So, if you have any ideas, just say them directly. Isn't it good to be like Ai Luke?"

"That's totally wrong!" Shana blushed, stared at him in embarrassment and shouted, "Who wants to hold your hand? You idiot, fool, narcissist!"

"..."

Narcissism is somewhat related, but how can you say he is a fool or an idiot? Xia Zhi complained in his heart.

Without giving him the chance to ask the question, Shana left the rooftop with heavy steps and slammed the door to the corridor.

He seems to be quite angry.