I was reincarnated in Gensokyo and aspired to become a great magician!!

Chapter 65: Two Weeks of Holding Back

Zuo Linqin took a deep breath, picked up a green herb and was about to put it into the pot of boiling water.

However, Patchouli reached out to stop Zorin's capture and spoke.

"Zorinqin, you can't achieve this alchemy with your reckless approach. Here, give it to me." Patchouli took the herbs from Zorinqin's hand, closed her eyes, and explained, "I've said before that this alchemy is to fulfill the wishes of the materials and transform them into the form you want. In other words, you have to listen to the wishes of the materials... and ask them to become part of the medicine of the mountain master..."

As she said this, the herbs in Patchouli's hand suddenly emitted a little light, as if some magic was cast.

"Well, this herb wants to become the medicine of the mountain master, and it has been completed." Patchouli smiled and threw the herb into the pot. "Most of the materials are innocent and kind. As long as you ask them with a grateful heart, you will succeed. Then Miss Zuo Linqin, you can try it next."

"Hmm, hmm..." Zuo Linqin swallowed nervously, picked up another herb, and closed his eyes like Patchouli.

Patchouli hugged her chest, stared at Zuo Linqin's behavior and suddenly spoke.

"...Oh, by the way, if you can't learn this alchemy, Miss Zuo Linqin, then I will have to re-evaluate your financial ability." Patchouli said cruelly calmly, "I'll leave you to Remi depending on the situation."

"Please don't say such cruel words so suddenly!" Zuo Lin's hand trembled, and the herbs almost fell into the pot. He twitched his mouth and said, "I, I will definitely succeed. Just watch!"

Zorin steadied his elbow and fell into his imagination, trying to bring his intelligence up to the same level as plants...

It was surprisingly simple! Zuo Linqin felt that she was in a white space with only one herb in it. If she guessed correctly, it was the one she was holding in her hand.

Patchouli hadn't lied to her. This non-magical miracle actually existed...

"Um..." Before Zuo Linqin could open his mouth to ask, Herb spoke on his own.

"Ah, I want to be a cheese bread."

"..."

The scene was awkward for a while. How to persuade a herb to give up its unrealistic dream of becoming cheese bread and become a bottle of Shanshi's medicine?

To be honest, Zuo Linqin didn't know exactly what to do (just like she didn't know what kind of unspeakable accidents the herbs had to go through to become cheese bread).

After all, nine years of compulsory education will not teach Zuo Linqin how to deal with plants.

"I want to be a cheese bread."

Although he did imagine the communication space of the herbs, these herbs were obviously stupid with insufficient IQ. Zuo Linqin even doubted whether they would say anything other than this.

Unconsciously, a sense of pride arises in me for crushing my opponent with intelligence.

"No, no, there's nothing to be proud of about crushing a blade of grass with intelligence!" In Patchouli's eyes, Zolinqin suddenly complained loudly.

...

“…Um, please turn around.” Although Zuo Linqin didn’t know whether a herb had the ability to hear or see, he still said it.

Looks like a fool.

"I command you in the name of the Dark Evil Ring." Zorin, who hadn't acted like a middle school student for a long time, was captured in the communication space and loudly ordered the herbs, "Seal... Ugh, give up your dream of becoming cheese bread and become the medicine of the mountain master!"

“In my hands, you will heal others and achieve greater service than just being a cheesebread.”

“……” Herb was silent for a long time.

"I am just a piece of cheese, how can I be made into a medicine for the mountain master?"

It seems like this guy even got his own species wrong, Zuo Linqin complained.

"No, you are an herb that can be found anywhere, not some cheese, that's obvious."

"..." After a moment of silence, the herb asked back, "I'm not cheese bread? You are not me, how do you know that I am not cheese bread?"

No, no, no, you can tell that just by looking at it!

"You are not me, how do you know that I don't know if you are cheese bread?"

"You are not me, how do you know whether I know you know me..."

Zuo Linqin chose to punch the herb in the vital spot.

"…you."

Yaocao looked at Zuo Linqin deeply, as if she wanted to imprint her appearance into her mind...

The emptiness around him receded like the tide, Zuo Linqin opened his eyes, and the scene returned to the dim reception room.

"It seems you have succeeded." Patchouli nodded. "People with pure hearts are more likely to communicate with the material. I'm surprised you succeeded so quickly. Well done...your face?"

Patchouli looked at Zuo Linqin's sparkling face and hesitated whether to complain.

"Well... there's a sense of satisfaction that comes from having done something right, which is very pleasant." Zuo Linqin smiled, holding his face and waving the slightly glowing herbs in his hand. "Next, we just need to follow the instructions. I think I have already got the hang of it."

"Well, there's not much difficulty left. As long as..."

〖Pong――！〗A violent explosion and vibration came from the ceiling, interrupting Patchouli's words.

"It seems that your friend and Remi had a fierce fight." Patchouli looked at the vibrating ceiling and suddenly chuckled, "Remi should be very troubled now. After all, the ability of the invader is quite restraining to Remi."

"But since you plan to repay the debt for repairing the Scarlet Devil Mansion, there is no need to continue this battle. Miss Lin Qin, could you please stop them both?"

“…I actually forgot about Meihong!” Zuo Linqin slapped her head. She was shocked by so much information all at once that she almost forgot about Meihong who came to save her. She didn’t know how much time had passed.

In short, we must stop this unnecessary battle.

"Well, it's best to stop them before the damage spreads." Patchouli supported her head and said in distress, "They actually hit us nearby, Remi, you idiot."

"Sorry, I'll go first!" Zuo Linqin was a little concerned about Meihong's current condition and ran out anxiously.

"Wait... ah, she's already gone far away." Patchouli looked at Zuo Linqin who was running away and shook her head. "Little devil, clean up this place. I'll follow her now."

"Okay, Patchouli-sama." The red-haired woman known as the little devil bowed and said, "Please return safely."

"Ah."

……

"Kukuku, burning and regeneration, what a bunch of foul abilities, you invader!" Remlia dodged Meihong's flames, put her feet against the wall, opened her mouth slightly, showing her fangs and chuckled.

"Well, it's really hard for a vampire to deal with me." Meihong sneered, her face darkening. "You're running around, can't you just stand there and let me burn you to ashes?"

"It's a pity. Everyone in the Scarlet Devil Mansion is still waiting for me to lead them. If you want to defeat me, you'll have to work harder." Remlia pretended to be relaxed. Although Meihong had attribute restraint on her, if Remi relied on her high mobility to dodge all the time, then Meihong would have no way to end the battle quickly.

"Tsk." Meihong clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction.

Now she had no idea of ​​Zolin's condition, which made her even more angry. The guy in front of her was much stronger than the two she had met before, and she couldn't resolve the battle in a short time.

“Silly Apple…” Thinking of someone whose life or death was uncertain, Meihong gritted her teeth and her whole body was on fire. She rushed towards Remlia and said, “You stinky bat that’s in the way, get out of my way!”

“That won’t do. Ahhhh.” Remlia stepped onto the wall, passed Meihong, and a crimson light gun appeared in her hand. “Pierce her! Gungnir!!”

Chapter 66: Fighting is not as good as dancing

Gungnir, firing two rounds per second, never misses a target, and the impact is enough to tear a chariot apart.

He is a hero among the sharpshooters.

Meihong was ultimately unable to escape this divine spear that had twisted her fate and was doomed to hit the target before it was fired. She was accurately shot in the heart, and the surrounding area was almost turned into pieces of meat. The impact force caused her to break through several walls before she stopped, and the blood kept flowing.

"Ha, it looks like it's working a bit." Remlia walked slowly out of the dispersing smoke, touching her lips with her red nails. "Even though you're immortal, it doesn't mean you won't feel any pain... In this case, there's still a chance that you'll lose your ability to fight."

"I just need to torture you until you pass out from the pain... How many more attacks of this magnitude can you take?"

The Gungnir on Meihong's body dissipated like smoke, and then condensed in Remlia's hand. Meihong, who lost her support, fell from the wall to the ground.

"…If it's just this level, then you'll never be able to defeat me in your entire life, you stupid bat." Meihong's face changed again and again. She endured the unimaginable pain, but still made a mocking gesture and said, "I don't know how many times I've been attacked by this level. I'm too lazy to even move. It doesn't hurt at all..."

"Everyone can be tough, but it's meaningless." Remi sneered and raised Gungnir high in her hand. "After all, fate is on my side!"

"Oh? Really?" Meihong took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff, feeling the fragrance of the fruit filling her mouth. Her eyes suddenly became sharp. "So, I really hate you guys who always act like big shots... You don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is."

"Hmph, bring me victory, the magic spear - Gungnir!!" Before Meihong could make a move, Remlia threw out Gungnir again and released countless demonic tracking bullets towards Meihong.

"Possessed by Phoenix" She uttered some awkward words softly, as if she had opened a mechanism that shouldn't be opened. Astonishing heat gushed out from Meihong's body, almost melting the stone slabs under her feet.

"Let me show you how the Penglai people fight..." Meihong stared coldly at the flying Gungnir, and instead of retreating, she rushed forward.

...

While Meihong and Remi were fighting fiercely, Zuo Linqin, who was supposed to stop the fight between the two, was blocked by the endless corridor.

"Strange, strange, why can't I get out of this corridor? What kind of problem must a person have in his brain to design his home like a maze..." Zuo Linqin bent over and took a breath. He had been running for almost five minutes, but there was still no end to this corridor and he had no idea where the stairs leading up were.

"Idiot, you're a magician, but you can't see such an obvious confusing formation." Patchouli's voice came from around Zorin Qin, attracting Zorin Qin's attention.

"A confusing formation?" Zuo Linqin tilted his head and was about to express his doubts when he discovered that Patchouli's expressionless face was halfway through the wall and stood in front of Zuo Linqin, like a ghost.

"Meow--?!" Zuo Linqin quickly covered his mouth, almost scared to death by Patchouli who suddenly appeared.

"There's no need to be so surprised." Patchouli crawled out of the wall. "This formation mainly deceives the vision to make people lost. In the final analysis, it's just a third-rate formation and not worth mentioning."

“Ahahaha…” Comparison makes one feel nauseous. A certain idiot was trapped in this third-rate formation.

"I set up three layers of formations, and this sleight of hand is just the first layer." Patchouli explained, "It was originally intended to prevent you from escaping, but the negotiations went unexpectedly smoothly, so this thing was set up in vain."

“…Do you want me to escape?” Zuo Linqin was speechless at Patchouli’s caution.

There are three layers of formations set up, but with Saringo's poor magic skills, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to fly out even if he had wings.

"No, I just want to say." Patchouli moved closer to Zuo Linqin, and her soft little hands smoothed Zuo Linqin's smooth black hair. "Linqin is such a good child."

"Gu..." Although it was only a fleeting touch, it was still enough to make people blush. Zuo Lin twirled his hair between his fingers, trying to divert the embarrassment.

"Well, I'm not complimenting you. You just accepted your fate like that. You're really spineless →_→" Patchouli suddenly said, choking Zorin half to death. "If you had the courage to resist, this might be a different ending now."

"I…"

"Okay, now's not the time to chat."

Then, without waiting for Zorin to complain, Patchouli opened her thick magic book and whispered two spells.

Three soft sounds were heard in the distance, which seemed to indicate that the formation had been lifted.

The corridor revealed its true form.

The magnificent library was dim and magnificent... the books filled almost all the shelves, which was dazzling.

"Let's go." Patchouli snapped the book shut and extended her hand to Zorin. "Welcome to the Bavaru Magic Library... I don't mean to show off. Come on, give me your hand."

Hand? Although he was a little confused, Zuo Linqin still stretched out his hand obediently, and was held by Patchouli.

“Eh? Eh?! It’s flying!” Zuo Linqin’s body glowed with purple light, and he shouted, “I really want to learn this magic!”

"These are some very simple ways to use magic. Look for them in the book yourself." Patchouli replied calmly, holding Zorinqin's hand and starting to fly at high speed.

"Uh... so cold... you clearly didn't say that just now." Zuo Linqin narrowed his eyes and complained with his chin in his hand. Anyway, she couldn't control it. It was just like sitting in the passenger seat of a car.

Although the two were flying very fast, it still took them quite some time to reach the exit of the Bavaru Library. They could clearly hear the sound of Remlia and Meihong fighting, which almost overturned the entire house.

When Zorinqin and Patchouli walked into the hall where the battle took place, it was already surrounded by flames, burning wantonly and about to engulf the entire mansion.

In the air above the hall, orange-red streams of light and blood-red streams of light intertwined, sometimes separating, sometimes colliding. Countless bullets were fired by the two people at the same time, and they also dodged at the same time. Nothing could touch the corners of their clothes.

To outsiders, this battle might not be considered a battle at all; it might be more appropriate to describe it as a gorgeous dance.

"Meihong..."

...

"Oh, I wonder which old man is going to teach me a lesson?" Remlia held Gungnir in her hand and collided with Meihong again. With her strong physique as a monster, she once again repelled Meihong. "But until now, you haven't even touched me. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"…You have been releasing your demonic power so recklessly. Your physical strength has reached its limit. Are you still pretending?" Meihong said coldly. The wound on her body just appeared and healed again. "There is no need to hold on. Wouldn't it be better if I burn you to ashes?

“Limit? No, no, no, this level is nothing to the invincible lady (Queen Remlia!)!” Remlia put her hands on her hips, hiding the fact that her physical strength was close to the limit, and snorted coldly, “With this low output, I won’t get tired even if I fight for another thousand years!”

"Oh, really?" Meihong's face was filled with indifference. "Then you will fight me for another thousand years, you fool!"

"Uh…"

Chapter 67: The Pause of the Battle

Remi and Meihong stayed in the air for a moment, then turned into streams of light and collided with each other again. The high-speed battle was dazzling.

"Lady Patchouli."

"Ah, Sakuya and China, are you okay?" Patchouli turned around and saw Sakuya and Benimisuzu coming towards them. Apart from their clothes becoming tattered, they didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries.

"Yes, no problem." Sakuya nodded and said, "But this time the enemy is really tricky. She has no way to deal with my ability."

"Me too! I was just risking my life to exchange injuries. I couldn't use any of my moves... and ended up getting knocked out, haha..." Hong Meiling smiled flatteringly and touched the back of her head, looking embarrassed.