Starting with "The Demonic Cultivation," I had no choice but to pretend to be a magical gi

The person wearing the mask clearly misunderstood the silence. After a moment of hesitation, they seemed to realize something and uttered a helpless sound.

"How greedy!"

He shook his head.

"However, in this industry, greed and ability are matched. As long as you perform well enough to prove you're worth the price, the subsequent compensation... even doubling it is not impossible."

"After all, magical girls are a very precious resource."

Add a zero, so that means five million?

The pie in the picture is a little too big, but the wind chimes aren't bad.

She had a rough idea of ​​where these guys came from, and then made a decision.

"I would never betray the association."

Suddenly, Feng Ling spoke up righteously, her clear, cold voice echoing, full of unquestionable authority.

The moment those words were spoken, a sudden change occurred.

Without any warning, the shadow beneath the masked man's feet seemed to come alive, detaching itself from the ground and sweeping towards the box full of banknotes with incredible speed.

"Smack."

A soft sound.

The silver-white briefcase vanished instantly, appearing behind Fengling in the next second, completely hidden from her view.

The entire operation was carried out smoothly and quickly, leaving people dazzled, and the stolen money was instantly in their pockets.

"..."

The masked man was clearly bewildered by this move—a man who said no but actually acted faster than anyone else.

His ever-present smile froze for a moment as he watched Fengling casually hide the box behind her back. It took him quite a while to realize what was happening.

"Ha...hahahaha!"

Then came a burst of hearty laughter.

"Interesting, very interesting indeed! You're truly a smart person; you speak so frankly!"

Wind Chime blinked, indicating that she didn't understand what he was saying.

Isn't this a classic case of double-crossing?

After all that whining and arguing, I'll fine you 500,000 yuan. It's money I earned through my own hard work, what business is it of yours?

That's how it's written in the script.

However, seeing that Fengling had accepted the money, the masked man was too lazy to deal with any more complicated matters and simply waved his hand.

So his henchman bent down and gently placed another box, which was radiating cold air, on the ground. He was very careful, as if afraid of dropping the contents.

"This is for you too."

He pointed to the two rows of silver-gray reagents and then spoke.

"This is our latest magic enhancement potion. Although it has some minor side effects, it's still a priceless treasure for a magical girl like you who can't enjoy the association's subsidies."

Once those words were spoken, the nightingale could no longer contain herself.

"A fart-enhancing potion!"

Nightingale immediately started cursing and swearing.

"This stuff is Demon-Devouring Powder, capable of eroding one's very essence; it's a poison that dissolves one's foundation. How could something like this have leaked out? These guys are treating you like an idiot!"

If Fengling really is some kind of completely unaware magical girl, then she might really fall for this big scam.

Wind Chime didn't quite understand what Nightingale meant, but she could roughly tell that this thing was definitely not a good thing.

But since it's free, I might as well accept it.

There are no useless things, only useless users. Fengling thinks that studying this would be of some reference value.

She remained unfazed, not even glancing at the box, merely nodding slightly in acceptance.

Although killing these guys wouldn't prevent me from keeping the two boxes, it's still a good thing that they wisely handed over the items to avoid further trouble.

After all, there's no point in arguing with demons. She, Fengling, is a magical girl, completely different from anyone else. Exterminating demons is one of her main duties.

How can magical girls and magic coexist?

The masked man was pleased with the reaction. He straightened up, took a step back, and his tone became troubled, like an old friend complaining about everyday matters.

"Oh dear, actually, I'm having a bit of a headache too."

He sighed.

"You know, this magical girl audition is supposed to be a fair process, so why are there always some clueless people trying to cause trouble?"

"This world is a mess! There are even bad guys among magical girls. Imagine if my master's carefully planned... 1.5-meter-tall little master with beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes, her plan to become a magical girl was ruined by those clueless bad guys..."

The masked man paused for a moment, then his voice suddenly turned cold, carrying an indescribable sense of murderous intent.

"What should we do?"

Feng Ling thought for a moment, then looked puzzled.

Why are you telling me this? Do you think I've already been bribed?

She's not stupid; by now, she would have realized what was happening.

Thinking about this, I was quite speechless.

Even if we take a step back and say that I accept, it doesn't mean I agree. Where did these idiots come from?

You don't even know such a classic inequality?

However, this information is quite noteworthy.

1.5 meters tall, blond hair, blue eyes.

Is this the mastermind behind it all, the young master who wants to become a magical girl?

Feng Ling's mind raced, and a sudden burst of extraordinary wisdom struck her. Even a fool could tell that this so-called young master was no ordinary contestant.

She might just be the illegitimate daughter of some bigwig in the association.

Then the nature of it changes all at once.

After all, colluding with the demonic path is one thing, but being a front man for the association's bigwigs is another.

The former is of course absolutely unacceptable, but the latter might just be the key to quickly infiltrating the core circle of the association.

Taking the conventional development path is certainly not bad, but getting on the coattails of a powerful player to advance quickly is also a much better option.

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As for whether he is a demonic prodigy or a big shot in the association, Feng Ling will make her own judgment after she gets to know this so-called young master.

The masked man's meaning was simple: he accepted the money and medicine, and then he had to wait for the cleaner. If anyone dared to block the blonde girl's path, he would have to find a way to deal with them.

Before that...

The one who blindly blocked her way was none other than Fengling herself, whose debut performance ruined everyone's plans.

That's why I came into this situation and came into his sights.

The wind chime indicated that it understood everything.

"Understood."

From the moment this group appeared until now, Fengling has finally spoken.

Without saying much, she strode forward, and as she passed the box containing the medicine, the shadow surged again, engulfing her completely.

The purplish-black magical girl turned her back to the masked man, leaving behind this ambiguous statement. Magic exploded beneath her feet, and she vanished in an instant at the end of the alley.

"I'll keep an eye on it..."