What should I do if my girls are all Chaos Witches?

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Speaking of this, the master magician Randolph Carter paused for a moment, and then smiled calmly: "Of course, the above content is bragging. If you want, you have the right to think that this is a frustrated writer who likes to gaze at the stars. It's good to have a good dream after getting drunk."

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Undoubtedly, although the desire to communicate has declined slightly, the self-introduction of the master magician Randolph Carter is still enough to shock everyone. Following her words, the entire office was silent, and needles could be heard, from humans to witches. He looked at her without saying a word, his eyes filled with strange emotions.

After a while, Wendigo was the first to break the silence. Looking at the smiling Randolph, she tilted her head slightly and asked with a puzzled expression, "Chagugulala?"

"It's Chagura Gusha." Randolph corrected him solemnly, raising a finger.

"Chagura Shasha?"

"It's Chagura Gusha."

"Chasharagula?"

"It's Cha-Gu-La-Gu-Xia-!"

After staring at Randolph who stared at each other for a few seconds, Wendigo suddenly realized, and said excitedly, "Cha Agraxia!"

"Forget it, child, you should just call me by my name..." Finally giving up on correcting, Randolph turned around as if discouraged, and said helplessly while looking at the people in the office: " Anyway, that’s about it, do you have any questions?”

"There are so many questions that I don't know where to start..." Facing Randolph's self-introduction, June Xiang couldn't help but murmured softly.

"Miss Carter, if I heard correctly, did you just say that you have thwarted Nyarlathotep's conspiracy? You have also faced the one who returns to everything...that is, the three pillars in the myth of Cthulhu One of the gods, Yogg Sotos?" On the other side, surprised by the huge amount of information hidden in Randolph's self-introduction, Bai Muqingliu frowned slightly, and asked calmly, "Excuse me, are you here?" When did you defeat Nyarlathotep's conspiracy? What was the specific content of the conspiracy? And when did you confront Yogg Sothos?"

"It's a long story. Considering the cause and effect, it may take a whole day to talk about it." There was a bit of pride in her eyebrows, and Randolph subconsciously straightened her back.

"That...Miss Carter, I'm a little curious. Is there really a town called Arkham in Massachusetts?" Seemingly suspicious of Randolph's self-introduction, Mimi Kobayakawa, who had been exposed to many entertainment works, Ji looked suspiciously and said: "After all, as far as I know, Arkham seems to be just a fictional madhouse, and there doesn't seem to be any secret...Misca...Tonic University in Massachusetts?"

"That's why I said, you just think it's the fantasies of a psychiatric writer." Shrugging at Miki Kobayakawa, Randolph raised the corners of his mouth and said with a candid smile.

"That is to say, most of the content of your self-introduction just now is just your delusions?" Frowning slightly, Gabriel asked solemnly.

"Well... who knows?" Randolph blinked without answering Gabriel's question and said, "The mysteries of the universe are deep and wide, and there are countless possibilities under the starry sky."

"So, you are so weak, why do you dare to call yourself a master of magic? You even gave yourself such an awkward name..." Paracles asked with a contemptuous look on her little nose; Even a tick like you dares to call itself a master of magic, so shouldn't this seat be called the number one black death star magic master in the super invincible universe?"

"It's a pleasure to meet you, the number one black death star magic master in the super invincible universe." Bowing towards Paracles, Randolph performed a very standard European nobleman's salute.

"When were you born?" Li Yexing asked in a deep voice as he put down his crossed legs and sat upright on the office chair.

"Are you talking about the time when you came to this world?" After pondering for a few seconds, Randolph replied with a chuckle: "March 1937, I remember it very clearly."

"That is to say, you and You Wan... met Zhushen after March 1937." Looking at Randolph, Li Yexing continued to ask.

"No, it was actually much earlier than that, probably...before 1930..." Randolph murmured as if she was talking to herself, with her jade finger lightly touching her chin: " To be honest, at a certain stage of my life, my perception of time on a human scale has become much duller because my thoughts have traveled too far, and too many things have been stuffed into my head..."

"Sorry, Miss Carter, I can't understand..." Bai Muqingliu's brows were frowned, and she paused, "You mean...you came to this world in 1937." In fact, you met Yugo Sothoth before 1930, and you even participated in the First World War between 1914 and 1918, which is really..."

"Randolph is probably talking about things on another worldline..." Patting Randolph's shoulder lightly, Sister Klass intervened in the topic at the right time, meeting the gazes in the office, her lips The corner outlined a pleasant arc and said: "Unlike everyone here, Randolph once mentioned to me after being drunk, saying that she was originally in a world line different from ours, as if borrowing a certain key. The power of her has traveled through time and space, to put it simply, she is a witch from another world, but her world is extremely similar to the world we live in."

"And I came here to continue to thwart certain conspiracies that lurk in the chaos." Seeing that Sister Klass had completed the complicated explanation for herself, Randolph not only didn't appreciate it, but also gave Sister Klass a vicious stare glance.

"That is to say, in your original world... have you ever faced Nyarlathotep?" Instantly grasping the key to the question, Miki Kobayakawa asked with a frown: "So, Klass The contract witch of the nun is..."

"There is no doubt that it is Nyarlathotep..." Nodding slightly, Randolph said with a serious face: "To be precise, it is a part of Nyarlathotep..."

Just as he was talking, seeing Miki Kobayakawa's complexion was unkind, Randolph quickly explained: "Don't be impulsive, Miss Kobayakawa, Nyarlathotep does have many incarnations, such as with this... Nyarlathotep, who was contracted by Sister Klass, and the Swollen Daughter we are looking for, but having a unified source does not mean that they have a unified thought.”

"What do you mean?" Kobayakawa Miki asked in a deep voice without rushing to restrain her magic power.

"To put it simply, Nyarlathotep is a very troublesome evil god. As the messenger of the blind and ignorant, even the one who returns everything and the black goat that gave birth to all things cannot understand her will..." Subconsciously raised her hands, trying to appease Kobayakawa Miki, Randolph, who felt the strong magic power, patiently explained: "Although it may be difficult to understand, most of the time, she acts without any motive at all."

"Absolute chaos." Hearing Randolph's description, Gabriel couldn't help whispering.

"To be precise, it is the spokesperson of absolute chaos, although you have no problem understanding it this way..." After affirming Gabriel's summary, Randolph continued: "Back to the topic, since Nyarato Tip herself speaks for absolute chaos, so her incarnations will naturally inherit her characteristics. In other words, each incarnation of Nyarlathotep actually has an independent will. If there is a conflict, they will choose to kill their half body without minding, not only do not mind, they may even be happy."

"This..." Inexplicably thinking of the killing stone and herself, Miki Kobayakawa restrained her magic power, and said with a cold face: "This sounds... not only disgusting, but also mentally ill."

"That's right, this is Nyarlathotep..." His gaze shifted to Sister Klass vaguely, and Randolph said with a look of disgust, "A disgusting psychopath."

"It's too much, Randolph..." Sister Klass slapped Randolph's shoulder with a wave of her hand, and said softly, "How can you say that about Little Naia? She is so cute..."

"Get out!" With undisguised disgust in his eyes, Randolph said with a look of disgust, "In my opinion, all vicious satires on religion are worse than hanging a cross around your neck!"

Accompanied by voices of coquettishness and bursts of cursing, Sister Klass and Randolph quickly entangled together, making it hard to tell whether it was intimacy or scuffling. Just as Randolph held Sister Klass's face, trying to put When Sister Klass pushed aside, suddenly, the door of the office was opened wide, and Mikkelsen's figure suddenly appeared outside the door of the office.

"Mr. Li..." Beads of sweat hung on his forehead, and he held on to the door frame with one hand. After sweeping his gaze over Sister Klass and Randolph, Mikkelsen frowned and looked at the man sitting on the office chair. Li Yexing said in a deep voice, "Follow me, Zaimam is awake."

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The footsteps are numerous and chaotic, stepping on the sunlight under the window, the figures overlapped together, and passed through the clean corridor. Wherever the crowd passed by, the officers stopped and the soldiers looked sideways, just because the road was pure or pure. Seductive, sassy or tranquil beautiful landscape.

It has to be said that Li Yexing's girls are really out of tune with the Assad Air Force Base, which is full of men's sweaty smell.

"About 5 minutes ago, the military contacted me and said that Zaimam had opened his eyes. At that time, I was working with the technical support staff sent from China to study the treatment plan for the wounded soldiers in the operation last night. After receiving the news, I came to inform you as soon as possible..."

"Before Zaimam woke up, the technicians wore some small devices for Zaimam, which can ensure our control of Zaimam. According to the previous arrangement, after Zaimam woke up, the guard in charge The military personnel will directly send Zaimam down below, where there is a special temporary detention facility..."

"According to common sense, we should wait for Zaimam to adjust his state before starting further work, but we really don't have much time, and the military also expressed the hope that Zaimam can be taken over as soon as possible, so I decided to send Zaimam Mam's interrogation is ahead of schedule..."

"Of course, it's good to leave the interrogation work to me. Ms. Bai can be responsible for the record work. As for Mr. Li... Considering your participation in the Tokyo incident and the beheading operation last night, I think your judgment is very important for the interrogation work." Proceedings play a vital role, and once Zaimam chooses to speak, you may be able to read more useful information from his confession..."

Walking at the forefront of the team, Mikkelsen quickly introduced the current situation. Mikkelsen walked fast and looked quite excited. In stark contrast to him was Li Yexing, who was following behind him, frowning and saying nothing. Hair, look a little cloudy and uncertain.

To be honest, it wasn't until he got the news from Mikkelsen that Li Yexing suddenly realized that he didn't want his girls, especially Bai Muqing, to participate in the interrogation of Zaimam. According to his idea, The interrogation of Zaimam would ideally have been done between him and Mikkelsen without the intervention of others.

However, when Li Yexing left the office, the girls followed him out. Considering that Liu Yuexiang and Miki Kobayakawa had just lost their temper with him because of the issue of information closure, he really couldn't open his mouth to send his girls away. They are all persuaded to leave.

In this way, following Mikkelsen's footsteps, a group of people walked through the sunny corridor and stepped on the stairs leading to the underground. When the surrounding light became increasingly dim, a door was covered by two A The thick iron gate guarded by soldiers of the national army blocked in front of everyone.

"Agent Hannibal." Facing the eyes of the two soldiers from country A, Mikkelsen said in a deep voice while showing his ID.

In the next second, the two soldiers from country A raised their hands in unison, saluted Mikkelsen, and then opened the gate from left to right, letting Mikkelsen and the people behind him go. The people quickly walked into the narrow corridor behind the iron gate. They took another step and quickly closed the heavy iron gate. The harsh sound when the door shaft turned was as if what they closed was not a door, but a is a whole world.

Outside the door, warm sunlight shone into the corner of the corridor and the stairwell, and the laughter of the soldiers of country A could be faintly heard. Inside the door, the light was dim and dark, the corridor was long and dark, and there were fans on both sides of the wall. Paint-smelling iron doors, each with only a small window no bigger than a palm.

"I've been here for a few days, and I didn't even know there was a basement here..." As if affected by the inexplicable and eerie atmosphere, Bai Muqing subconsciously tightened her arms around Pad, and leaned closer to Li Yexing. Asked in a low voice: "What is this? Your secret prison?"

"No, it's just a temporary holding place, used to detain some dangerous elements waiting to be transferred..." Facing Bai Muqing's question, Mikkelsen explained with a light smile: "Of course, according to the military people, Earlier, it was also used to confine some ordinary soldiers. However, the situation changed a little later. More and more people pointed out that the confinement of soldiers was a violation of human rights against soldiers. Therefore, although the Army did not fully The confinement was stopped, but there were indeed far fewer soldiers in confinement than in previous years."

"As an A-type joke, your explanation is quite interesting." Miki Kobayakawa said in a strange way, who has always been at odds with people from country A.

"Do you mean the part about human rights? Or the part about talking about human rights in the military?" Mikkelsen said half-jokingly, indifferent to Miki Kobayakawa's ridicule.

This time, Miki Kobayakawa didn't reply, but let out a cold sneer.

The corridor built underground in the barracks was actually only less than a few tens of meters long. It was only because of the narrow space and dim lights that it seemed extraordinarily long. Not long after, a group of people led by Mikkelsen He stepped down and stopped in front of an iron gate. Unlike the previous iron gate, this iron gate was painted with gray paint and no windows were opened. There were two soldiers from country A with live ammunition standing outside the gate.

Without a word of nonsense, Mikkelsen directly showed his ID, raised his hand, and led everyone to push the door in. With the rattling sound of the door shaft due to friction, a rather crude interrogation room The room suddenly caught everyone's eyes.

The room is fairly spacious, but the lights are still dim, and there is even a slight musty smell in the air. On the concrete floor reflecting the cold white light, a few worn-out chairs are randomly displayed, supporting three There are gloomy figures, two of them are wearing casual clothes, one is fat and the other is thin, one is tall and the other is short, although the age difference may be ten years apart, but the hair is so thin that it is touching, while the remaining one is wearing a military uniform with a cloak on the outside. Wearing a white coat, one can tell at a glance that they are medical personnel from the military of country A.

Of course, the above is only half of this simple interrogation room. As for the remaining half, it is separated by walls and iron doors on the other side of the glass curtain wall. Seeing the small metal square table on the other side, the small metal square chair, and the middle-aged Arab man in shackles, bare-chested and with a white glowing collar around his neck in front of the square table, at this moment, perhaps because he heard At the sound of the door opening, he raised his head with difficulty. Although the haze after anesthesia still remained in his eyes, they were still as sharp as a slashing blade.

"You are here, Agent Hannibal..." Seeing Mikkelsen leading a group of people into the interrogation room, the three waiting people got up together, and the older fat man in casual clothes walked forward quickly Come on, chuckled and said to Mikkelsen: "Although I didn't wait too long, I still want to say that I don't want to stay in this damn place for a minute. The air here makes me feel uncomfortable."

"Indeed, the air quality here is worrying..." Mikkelsen nodded in agreement, and the corner of Mikkelsen's lips curled up and asked, "How is the equipment running?"

"Don't worry, it's absolutely safe..." The middle-aged fat man said with a low voice as he glanced secretly at the A-army doctor standing next to him, "This time, that damn nigger Freeman and our leader are very serious about it. So directly prepared super-standard equipment, don't underestimate that thing, that thing is used to deal with real guys."

"This is really... flattered..." There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, Mikkelsen turned his head and shifted his gaze to Zaimam behind the glass wall, waiting to meet Zaimam After losing his sight, he frowned slightly, and said with a puzzled look: "By the way, can he see outside?"

"I can't see..." This time, it was a military doctor in a white coat who answered the question. He shrugged his shoulders and said to Mikkelsen, "That glass is one-way transparent and strong enough to resist bullets. The walls themselves have been sound-proofed, but... as you can see, the gentleman seems to be a tough guy with great instincts."

"How is his physical condition? Can he accept our inquiries?" Mikkelsen nodded slightly, and continued: "After all, people who have just woken up from anesthesia may have some..."

"I understand, but don't worry about it, after all, there will be that kind of..." on the other side of the wall occasionally..." After thinking for a few seconds, but unable to find a sufficiently elegant description, the military doctor twisted his face awkwardly, and nodded embarrassingly. The head said: "In short, after the human body convulsions, it is easy to excrement and urine, so we will have a special person responsible for cleaning...you understand."

"I understand..." Although I don't want to be interrogated in shit, but the work is still important. After making preliminary mental preparations, Mikkelsen turned around and smiled at the guard The fat man in casual clothes said, "It's not too late, can you leave us a little more private space? We're about to start working."

Chapter-69. Absolute Chaos