The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

People are discussing with lingering fear, the twists and turns and tragic stories that happened today.

No doubt about it.

The "sleeping black magician".

After today, his reputation will definitely resound throughout the magic world.

However, as the protagonist who everyone is talking about.

Su Shu didn't care about these at all.

He is very busy.

Very busy right now.

The most distinguished and luxurious VIP carriage, the group of people from the Clock Tower is arranged here.

however

In Weber's wry smile and Melvin's slightly embarrassed smile——

Disciple, Gray.

Step sister, Reynice.

The eldest lady who is also the monarch, Olga Marie.

A guy who can barely be regarded as an old friend, Aozaki Touko.

The four women all shrank furtively to the door of the private bedroom, and tried their best to put their ears on the door, trying to hear what was going on inside.

The train kept shaking.

I don't know that the bumps are caused by the friction between the wheels and the tracks.

It was still a big cart named Witch, which slammed into the track of the black-haired young man with force, and the ups and downs caused by the violent ups and downs.

All curtains are drawn.

All sounds are blocked.

In the familiar, dark twilight.

As always, he stared into her blue eyes from bottom to top.

I am being ridden.

Be aware of such things.

As Alvin, Su Shu, who had experienced fierce battles, couldn't help feeling a little shy in his heart.

that is, naturally

because.

It's the first time that my own original factory is going into battle at this time.

Do you want to experience such a fierce battle?

The witch was just like that, looking down at him from top to bottom.

The shimmering lake seems to be rippling with cascading and turbulent ripples.

Those silvery, silk-like silky hairs, hanging down slightly, spread out on his chest, making one's heart itch unbearably.

Love and enthusiasm are exchanged, the charm in the eyes is endless, and the heart beats in the shadows.

It seems to make people feel a certain sense of loss and emptiness.

Body and mind are constantly being filled and filled——

in front of the witch

The black-haired youth was like a stream of water being manipulated at will, falling all the way to the deep valleys.

She lowered her blue eyes and narrowed them slightly, as if provocative.

With the charming breath of hot mist, like gentle waves, it rushed to Su Shu's face layer by layer.

The words spit out from the sandalwood mouth are directly instructive, and the bones are crisp.

"Dear

"Fill all the vacancies of 500 years to me."

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"Hey! The woman dragged the senior brother to the room, and she must have taken him back as a pawn."

What a nephrosis crisis.

I wish you all a sweet dream.

Chapter 8 "What I love most is your pure and pure soul." (6K5)

The filled atrium overflowed with tide.

Even though 500 years have passed.

The rose named Witch has not faded, nor has it withered, but has become more plump and coquettish.

She is like the night, embracing

Silence and stars.

Embrace her black sun with a broad heart.

as always.

Su Shu read the Witch very carefully and word by word.

"Morgan Le Fay"

Her skin, blushing from the heat, was as delicate as a dewy rose.

Even though her whole body was covered with a cool tulle, her body was burning like a fire in her heart.

Such a broad mind.

Such a hot temperature.

Carrying one's own sins, washing one's soul.

Tighten your lips, press the soft tip of your tongue against the palate, and you can softly pronounce the first syllable calling her.

"Morgan Le Fay"

Su Shu stared at her, as if trying to brand her into his eyes.

From this angle, he could see the ripples in the witch's pupils.

own reflection.

Just like that, swaying in her blue eyes.

A dark rose that blooms voluptuously in the shadows, plump, ripe and fragrant.

Willow waist twigs, hanging fruit.The deep gully seems to suck away the soul of people.

50 sun rises and moons fall.

Never washed away, her tenderness.

Facing such a witch.

Facing such a pair of white and soft palms holding his face.

Apart from devoting all his heart and soul to the queen, Su Shu has offered the vacant tribute for the past 500 years, what else can he say?

There should still be some, right?

That is, the feeling called "sorrow"

"—Excuse me, wife."

Holding a guilty conscience.

The more she called such an intimate name.

In Su Shu's heart, he couldn't help but feel his despicableness.

The evaluation of the system is extremely accurate.

It has glimpsed its own nature——

Yes

"Full of evil".

I am really a guy full of evil.

She overcame thorns and thorns in the dark wilderness, endured 500 years of loneliness, and the pursuit came to her.

Answers coming soon.

But it is so cruel.

But even so

Su Shu also had a reason that had to be said.

Because, such a cruel truth.

Trying to bury deep in the deepest part of my heart in vain, and avoiding it for a long time.

It will only create more gaps and bring more harm to each other.

The black-haired youth lowered his black eyes.

Obviously just kissed her.

but immediately want

sting her—

"I am not just your "Alvin". "

Su Shu said in a low voice.

The voice was as ethereal as the wind, and it was instantly dissolved into the twilight.

admitted

Acknowledged with relief.

Because this truth must be admitted.

He didn't want to tarnish the witch's feelings.

The empty words fell to the ground.

Silence echoed in the room.

Su Shu had already imagined, imagining the expression that would appear on Morgan's face.

Will she be sad, will she suffer, will she go mad, will she be silent, or will she shed tears?

Will you question yourself angrily?

Will you grab your neck hard?

It would be a good ending if he suffocated in her hands.

that's it--

It doesn't matter if I take off my own heart and call back my lover named "Alvin Pendragon".

Because ah.

If "Su Shu" dies.

The soul of "Alvin" will probably ascend to the Throne of Heroes.