Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

The complete defeat in the confrontation left me with a lot of frustration and resentment, but these emotions were only fleeting.

Calm down, all plans are proceeding as scheduled.

There's no need to be anxious or disappointed; everything is as expected.

Next, we simply continue along the plan until we succeed.

She struggled to climb out of the medical pod, water splashing out from inside and staining the luxurious stone floor. She staggered forward.

"It's ok."

Her body became somewhat uncontrollable, she murmured, her bloodshot pupils, somewhat dim and empty, were difficult to focus.

The field of vision also became somewhat narrow and blurry.

The slippery ground caused her to stumble and fall to the ground.

The pain slightly narrowed my vision.

"It doesn't matter……"

Lying on the transparent floor, curled up, trying to push herself up.

But she always failed; the slippery ground prevented her from finding a foothold...

The fingers, braced against the ground, gradually began to scratch at the slippery glass bricks.

He scratched and scratched, over and over again, until his nails almost split open.

Several scratches were made on the glass brick, stained with blood, and blood seeped from under the fingernails, with some nails flipped open.

She opened her mouth, then went from scratching to clenching her fist and slamming it on the floor.

"It's okay, I... I won't..."

The pain of falling caused all my emotions to explode, like a flood bursting its banks and destroying the defenses.

Wet hair dripped water droplets down her nose, earlobes, and chin.

"I wouldn't care about something like that!"

The transparent floor began to vaguely reflect its own image.

Weak, ugly, wretched...

It's a complete mess.

The self she hated most, the self she least wanted to see, the self she couldn't deny, squeezed into her blood-red pupils, almost blurring them into a hazy blur.

When he came to his senses, he had already smashed the floor tile in front of him with a single punch.

Several faces were cut out from the cracked glass.

Pride, mockery, indifference, pity...

"Die! Die! Die! Die!"

His fists were mangled and bloody from each impact, and the floor shattered completely, utterly smashing his ridiculous self to pieces.

The empty house echoed with the sounds of shattering glass and hammering, when suddenly the sharpest sound pierced my finger, and the house fell silent once more.

"This isn't me! It wasn't me..."

The trembling voice denied what it saw, until it could no longer see its own vulnerable state.

She slowly moved her legs and knelt on the ground, supporting herself with her hands. Strands of white hair were wrapped around her mouth and spread out to cover her face.

hiss-

With her bloodied hands, she tore open her stockings, carefully removing all the decorations she had used to attract him, and then used the stockings to wipe away the water and bloodstains on the ground.

Her fair feet touched the floor; it had been a long time since she had walked barefoot on the floor.

The cold, slippery sensation spread from the soles of my feet, gradually reaching my stomach, then my internal organs, and finally my brain.

The wet streaks continued to drip from her hair, running down her face.

She picked up one of the stockings and casually wiped it.

After standing up, she walked barefoot towards the door little by little.

Here, all systems are shut down, and no Alice can enter.

No one is allowed to enter this place, where the wedding bed, which had been arranged beforehand, and a dressing table are placed.

She slowly moved to the dressing table. Her face, which had been slightly tidied, was still weak, disheveled, and her wet hair made her look somewhat disheveled.

But in his bloodshot eyes, there was no longer any weakness or resentment.

She picked up a comb and carefully combed her hair, little by little, along her shoulder.

I combed up all the overly long sections and then picked up the scissors.

Without hesitation, she cut off her troublesome long hair.

Pick up an eyebrow pencil and draw your eyebrows yourself; pick up a lipstick and apply your lip color.

As her blood-red pupils gradually hardened, she used lipstick to curl the corners of her mouth upwards.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she smiled.

"I am the Mirror King."

She said to herself, "I am the Mirror King Ithaan."

So she put down all her cosmetics, stood up, held her head high, and strode to the door.

When the door was opened.

Alice, along with the systematized little bird, waited quietly at the outer gate.

The barefoot Mirror King revealed a calm smile.

There was no anger, no disgust, and no joy or love whatsoever.

A calm, indifferent smile, like that of a true king—

All that remained was a haughty arrogance that looked down upon the world and an unquestionable majesty.

"Let's go."

"Go and kill Shion."

written request for leave

I went to buy steamed buns yesterday, but it rained. I got soaked on the way and felt dizzy and lightheaded. I only planned to take a nap yesterday afternoon, but I slept until dawn.

I don't know if I've caught a cold or not. I feel really tired and was planning to take some more medicine, but I don't have time for it today. I'll have to take a day off. Sorry, everyone.

Chapter 293 The End of the Annulment, the Beginning of Revenge (7,000 words, seeking monthly votes)

"Is it possible that the reason for annulling the engagement is actually because the Yan Emperor also had a little bit of a problem?"

When the light faded, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect sat obediently on the ground.

Because the mental images had been completely destroyed, they were actually floating in the spatial turbulence.

However, the sect leader simply pinched the remaining remains into a floorboard, allowing them to sit down.

Many inner disciples were also holding captive members of the Witches' Guild and members of the Old World who had come to the banquet.

All the magical girls had deactivated their transformations and were now sitting on the ground, looking up at their sect leader with curiosity, just like students.

Waiting to escape from the spatial turbulence.

At this moment, Ziyuan's expression was also somewhat forlorn.

Although it destroyed an S-class calamity beast from the inside with a single blow, and not only were the people around it unharmed, the beast's remains were also easily crushed into a floorboard, giving everyone a place to stand.

However, Ziyuan still didn't seem very satisfied, so much so that several disciples went over to the sect leader to comfort her.

"I think Nalan Yanran's scenes are actually quite good."

"Yeah yeah."

The surrounding golden curses constantly hindered the intrusion of the spatial turbulence, so that An Shiyu and the Qingyun Sect disciples remained safe and sound even without transforming.

An unparalleled sense of security.

So much so that the inner sect girls began to whisper among themselves as they watched the True Disciple circling around Ziyuan:

"The sect leader looks so forlorn. Could it be that this fake marriage has turned into a real-life affair?"

"Nonsense! Do you think a stinking heretic is worthy of moving the sect leader's heart? I think only the true disciples are qualified. By the way, Yueji is actually the most likely candidate. It is said that three years ago..."

"That's enough, take it away. We've already tasted enough. Everyone knows that roses are your teammates."

"No, no! The Sect Master clearly intended to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness. This time, he killed his wife to prove his Dao, establishing the foundation for the [Seven Emotions Reaching Heaven Technique]. Then, using the lives of his seven true disciples as a catalyst, he ignited the divine fire, burning away all humanity, and then elevated the foundation to a hundred thousand perfect destiny. He then transcended the Three Realms by becoming an immortal, and went on to conquer even higher realms..."

"Wow, someone's reading dark literature! Everyone, stay away from her, she'll be sacrificed..."

Listening to the chattering gossip around her, Mu Jin couldn't help but sigh inside An Shiyu's body.

The Qingyun Sect disciples' blind trust in Ziyuan, and Ziyuan's strength that was fully capable of reciprocating that trust.

That's probably the key to Qingyun Sect's crushing victory over the Disaster Prevention Bureau.

The magical girls, of course, trust their seniors and their companions.

However, in times of crisis, many magical girls will subconsciously want to sacrifice themselves and protect everyone.

After all, that's why everyone becomes a magical girl.

I don't want others to get hurt, I don't want others to die in front of me, and I want to use my own strength to protect others.

This is how the hibiscus faces the Mirror Kingdom, this is how the iris and blue phoenix are in the remnants of the heart's image, this is how the hyacinth is glimpsed from the reality of the heart's mirror, and even the past Venus is like this...

These righteous heroes, with their excessive self-awareness and lofty dreams, inadvertently created a problem.

They tend to have more faith in themselves during times of crisis.

Of course, this isn't necessarily a bad thing; it just means we've made different choices...

Moreover, if the magical girls from the Disaster Management Bureau were to follow Shion, they would most likely develop the same level of trust.