I just hope to live a leisurely life in the world of anime.

Could something have happened to my sister?

This thought has lingered since it first came to mind.

"Just going out for a quick look, I'll be right back!"

He carefully climbed out, wandered around the room a few times, and finally grasped the doorknob and gently pulled it open.

"..."

The sight before her left her stunned. She gasped, staring into her blue eyes as if in disbelief.

The parents' bodies were engulfed in flames...

The usually arrogant clan leader now lies dead in a pool of blood...

Those whose corpses were incomplete were the clansmen who had mocked and ridiculed him back then...

"Sister!" Upon seeing the red figure leaping through the crowd, she shouted with all her might, her voice hoarse.

The older sister stopped and looked in that direction.

Along with her gaze, there was a flash of silvery white light, the luster of metal!

"Rem! Watch out!"

The blue-haired little girl froze on the spot, staring at the sharp blade approaching her, completely at a loss!

It's...too late!

Chapter Sixty-One: The Broken Horn

"Rem! Lie down!"

Whether she listened to her sister or was already paralyzed with fear, she finally stopped standing there dumbly.

Whoosh—ding ding ding ding—

A series of crisp sounds.

It was the powerful energy emanating from the space in front of Rem that shattered the dagger.

"elder sister!"

"Huff—huff—" After catching her breath, she was a little tired from the continuous output of magic. Hearing her sister's call, she mustered her strength and ran over.

He raised his hands again and unleashed another wind wall, tearing away the enemies that had followed him.

"Rem, thank goodness you're alright!" The flickering flames reflected her sister's shadow, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

He slowly reached out his hand, as if wanting to help his younger sister, whose eyes were brimming with tears.

However, the sudden, approaching flash of the blade froze her body.

"Heh!" A sharp, hoarse laugh rang out.

The unicorn, radiating a pure white light, soared high into the sky, seemingly to illuminate the heavens!

The moon is out! It's blood red!

Before she could even feel the pain, she collapsed to the ground, her magic power instantly draining away.

It finally broke... Sister's horn...

The corner that makes me feel like I can't lift my head...

The tears that had been welling up in her eyes finally flowed down her cheeks, and an uncontrollable smile crept onto her lips.

Despite his sickly expression, he exuded a sense of relief!

Holding a blood-stained blade in his hand, the enraged archbishop grabbed the unicorn horn. "Retreat!"

Having been lying in wait, she suddenly launched a surprise attack at the crucial moment, successfully completing the mission. She was very satisfied with her own intelligence.

"what happened?"

Suddenly, she realized something was wrong.

Why did the air become still? Even the crackling sound of the flames disappeared!

"You've come, and you think you can just leave?"

It was a question, not a thunderous roar, nor a captivating whisper.

Yet it can evoke a nameless fear from the depths of one's heart.

My body started trembling uncontrollably!

In just a moment, fear overwhelmed the bishop's reason, and she could barely think straight!

Why is this happening?! Emotional manipulation?! This is clearly my territory! Who?! Who stole the power the witch bestowed upon me?!

Yes! Power!

"Ugh... Ah!" A low growl, like that of a wild beast, was squeezed out of his throat, finally buying him a second of time to act!

She hurriedly activated her powers, attempting a final act of resistance. If she could share her emotions with the other party within a certain range, she could turn the tide!

"What's going on! Why can't [Emotional Connection] be activated! Witch! Witch..."

Before she could finish speaking, intense fear had effortlessly extinguished her will.

"Ah...haha, witch, witch..."

From the moment that question was uttered until now, at most five seconds have passed.

Rem, still sprawled on the ground, stared blankly at the crazed man in black before her, completely bewildered. It was she who had just chopped off her sister's horn!

But why did she suddenly tremble a few times and then inexplicably start crying out?

Instinctively, he was still afraid of her, but then he remembered his sister lying on the ground, and he scrambled over to hug her.

The delicate face that looked exactly like hers now had a gaping, bloody hole on its forehead, ruining the beauty of the entire face.

“Sister…” She gently shook the unconscious Ram, but Ram was clearly unable to respond.

……

“I’m still too late…” An Shu sighed, looking at the little girl who was staring at him.

I had just tried to teleport here, but I found that no matter what I did, I was stuck in the same place.

"That's why I've always hated worlds with supernatural powers..." He sighed again, glancing at the angry bishop gesturing wildly beside him.

If I weren't afraid of the two girls following behind complaining, I would have loved to chop her up with my own hands.

How could anyone lay a hand on such an adorable little girl! Unforgivable!

"Aren't you planning to come out?" An Shu asked casually, turning back to look into the depths of the woods.

Rem hugged his sister, shook his head, and looked around, not understanding what he was saying.

“Mr. Anshu, we meet again…” A rustling sound came from the side, and a person walked out by parting the bushes.

"Roswaal, you've been here for a while, haven't you?" Anshu waved her hand, interrupting what he was about to say.

“Yes…” He gave a wry smile and nodded.

"Oh! Is there anything else you need here?" She didn't ask him why he didn't take action; it was pointless to ask anyway.

"That's all!" The Gospels fell silent, offering no new instructions.

"Brother Anshu! Huff... What's wrong?" Holding the little girl, Sima Weizhi also rushed over from behind, panting. "Ah!"

She was startled by the sight of corpses scattered all over the ground and a group of crazed men in black robes coming down.

"Don't look, Hitomi!" He held the little girl's head in his arms, preventing her from peeking out.

"Let's find a clean place first..."

The little girl on the ground still looked wary and instinctively hugged her sister tighter again. However, it seemed that her tense spirit had suddenly relaxed, causing her to become disoriented and fall backward.

Chapter Sixty-Two: The Standard Opening###

“Sweetie, please don’t cry, okay?”

Holding the little girl's hand, Sima Weizhi came to the bedside and looked at the blue-haired little girl who was hugging her older sister and sobbing softly.

"Waaah, waaah..." Hearing her words, the other person gradually stopped crying.

"What's your name, little cutie?"

"Rem..."

"Rem? Is this girl your sister?" Keeping a smile on her face, the little girl tried to lower her voice so as not to scare her.

"It's...it's my sister, Sister Ramu..."

"Are you twins?" After all, apart from hair color and eyes, the two look exactly alike.

The little girl voiced her doubts, clearly intending to get to the bottom of things.

"Um……"

"Hey, your sister's injured. Can I bandage her up?" she said, holding up the bandage in her hand and waving it at her as she asked gently.

Because the little girl is used to wearing them, we usually prepare some, and we never expected them to come in handy at this time.

Rem didn't answer, and hugged her sister tightly.

"Sweetie, your sister is still bleeding!" The little girl stepped forward and, mimicking how An Shu always did to her, patted her head.

"..."

Rem, who seemed startled like a frightened bird, appeared to be taken aback.

Not sensing any ill intent from the other person, she didn't stop her as she watched her reach out and take her sister away. She simply asked worriedly, "Will my sister be alright?"

"Of course, don't worry! Hitomi-chan, come a little closer."

The little girl approached and helped support Ram's body. The little girl then took out a tissue and carefully wiped the wound on Ram's forehead before gently bandaging it.

After finishing everything, he sat on the edge of the bed, allowing the injured Ram to rest her head on his lap.

"Are you alright?"