I, Madoka Kaname, am just a Kamen Rider passing by

Ignoring the pink-haired girl who was pretending to be stupid, Tian Chao's gentle eyes gradually became sharp, as sharp as a knife, as if they could even cut off the boundary between day and night. At the same time, they also contained a determination as strong as steel.

"You didn't leave any traces in this world before 2002. Although the information at hand cannot fully prove the authenticity of my judgment, my intuition tells me that I am right."

The elegant and kind-hearted pretty boy Amakusa frowned, revealing a serious look that was completely different from before.

"Li Lin, who are you?"

The young man's pupils dilated slightly, and his tone became more serious.

"Or rather - what on earth are you?" As he spoke, Amakusa's voice even trembled.

But that doesn't mean fear. Instead, people can clearly feel the hatred and anger contained in it.

The girl named Li Lin is not human. This is the only conclusion that Amakusa Shiro Tokisada came to after thinking for a long time. The reason why he stood here instead of somewhere else on the battlefield to deal with Frankenstein as planned was because of Li Lin's existence.

"..."

Hearing this, Li Lin, who had a poker face and a blank expression, really didn't know what to say.

The last time this was speculated, even the Tobiichi Origami who shot at Li Lin was white-haired.

what's going on?

You bunch of grey-haired people, do you all like to analyze and snoop into other people's personal privacy so much?

"Excellent. Since you have investigated this far, I have nothing more to say." Li Lin lit a cigarette, but did not put it in his mouth, just let it burn quietly.

"You know what? I've been looking forward to meeting you, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada."

"As expected, there is something wrong with you knowing this name. You are not an ordinary magician."

"You are right, Father. I had another identity before I became a magician. Since you have worked so hard, I will be merciful and let you listen to me."

——God.

Li Lin spit out a simple byte.

She first served as the unifier of the Circle Principle that controlled the entire parallel multiverse of the "Puella Magi Madoka Magica" world, and later integrated all the spiritual powers of Takamiya Mio who belonged to the Kabbalah Tree of Life system. If you must exaggerate, Li Lin herself is God.

That’s right, the seemingly harmless pink-haired ball in front of Amakusa is actually his master.

"...Heretic, your lies are truly laughable. I wanted to purify you, but now there is no need."

Totally unconvinced.

Moreover, Amakusa's compassionate expression had turned into a helpless sneer.

This is like a priest who prayed for God's grace to come, but refused God's rescue in a helicopter during the Great Flood, because it did not match his imagination and he felt it was not OK. Well, after all, this is human nature. Believers will only accept what they imagine. Even if Gabriel is actually a dead otaku who only stays at home and plays games all day, these believers can imagine a perfect image of the archangel.

Well, actually, these guys are the most ancient otakus. Their godly (paper man) wives are the best and they will not tolerate anyone questioning or refuting them. Otherwise, they will grab weapons and catch them, hang them up and burn them at the stake (FFF group).

"He carries a winged snake wrapped around him, and yet he calls himself the Lord. A heretic is indeed a heretic... There is no cure."

According to Amakusa, no god would wear accessories that could provoke him.

"So? You're planning on fighting your master? That would be really disrespectful."

Li Lin lifted up his coat, and the belt assembled with the evolution bottle was already ready.

"No, Caster, please use your troupe here."

Before Amakusa Shiro could finish his words, Shakespeare in a red cloak suddenly appeared in the corner next to him.

"I see, I see... Then, let us begin!"

——The time for the show to begin has come, and we should give thunderous applause now.

Chapter 52 Li Lin's Moldy Octopus Head Theory, please

——The time for the show to begin has come, and we should give thunderous applause now.

That being said, Shakespeare actually used another Noble Phantasm called the King's Men.

"A person's life is nothing but a wandering shadow, just an actor in his own life. When it is his turn to appear on the stage..."

As if bathing in a storm, Shakespeare flipped through the book in his hand quickly and began to chant the spell to activate the treasure.

Although Shakespeare is a weak writer-type Heroic Spirit and has no commendable accomplishments in combat, the Noble Phantasm he possesses is extremely troublesome.

His weapon is a vicious weapon specifically targeting people's past traumas. Almost no one has a smooth life, and there will always be some past events that are more or less unbearable to look back on. Shakespeare's weapon is to tear open these unsightly wounds and put them in front of the person involved.

But there's nothing to be afraid of as long as you don't finish the chant.

In this world, perhaps only a complete fool would stay where he is and wait for the mage to finish casting the spell.

Li Lin was not far from Shakespeare, only about ten meters away, just within the range where Li Lin could control the direction of the mercury bullet. Now Shakespeare still had three sentences to chant, and Li Lin was confident that he could shoot through his throat before the chant was completed.

After all, the second lesson of modern magic is to teach students how to interrupt the magician's chant. As for the first one... it is to strengthen the application of magic to the body and the entry basis of Bajiquan. El-Melloi II even used his connections to find a certain Mapo priest to teach the class.

He drew his gun, removed the safety, and pulled the trigger, emptying the seven bullets in the magazine.

The whole process was done in one go, and Li Lin did not show any hesitation or confusion.

Under the clear moonlight, seven bullets flew out of the gun like a meteor shower in the sky, flying towards Shakespeare who was chanting the treasure. Their target was, without exception, the man's throat.

However, six of Li Lin's seven bullets were blocked by Amakusa's black keys with the same number of bullets. However, one bullet eventually slipped through the defense line and pierced Shakespeare's throat.

"When it's my turn to play, all I can do is look up to the sky and scream."

But it was too late, before the bullet embedded in Shakespeare's throat and cut off his vocal cords, because Shakespeare had already chanted the last sentence, and the densely packed pages covered the sky, surrounded Li Lin, and pulled her into Shakespeare's treasure "The King's Men".

Finally, through the gap in the paper, Li Lin saw Shakespeare covering his bleeding throat and the uncontrollable crazy smile on his face.

For a writer, for Shakespeare the man, nothing is more interesting than writing a tragedy of a "God".

He is a well-deserved writer, unprecedented and unrivaled, who has composed the tragedy of God.

—You are right, right? God.

At that very last moment, their eyes intertwined, Li Lin stared at Shakespeare's slightly trembling lips, and she read what the writer wanted to say.

Obviously, when Amakusa was still in the dark, Shakespeare had already seen through the divinity in Li Lin with his outstanding vision.

Shakespeare knew it. Even though he couldn't see through where Li Lin came from, he saw the strong divinity that was almost overflowing from Li Lin.

......

The scene around him changed rapidly. One moment he was in the night forest of Tuliface, but in the blink of an eye, Li Lin was standing in a public cemetery lined with tombstones.

The bleak autumn wind blew up the fallen leaves. Two "girls" with similar looks stood in front of a tombstone, staring silently at the names engraved on it.

"Why, Li Lin...Why didn't you stop her at that time?!"

Holding Li Lin's collar with one hand, the "girl" lifted Li Lin up directly.

"...I have nothing to say, and no reason to want to tell you."

Li Lin lowered his eyes.

"It's all your fault. If you had stopped her, things wouldn't have turned out like this."

"...I know, but even if you do this, Lian won't come back. It's meaningless, don't you understand? Mo Bai."

"You seem indifferent to her death, my dear brother."

“If crying and regret could bring the dead back to life, then there would probably be no more sorrow and criminal law in this world.”

"You guy..."

After letting go of Li Lin, he gritted his teeth, glared at him fiercely and left. Li Lin, who was left there, just dusted himself off and looked at the tombstone in silence.

Since then, Li Lin has never seen his brother again. Even all the photos at home were taken away by him, leaving not a single one.

"I really had a stupid face in the past, and that idiot Mo Bai had good arm strength, no wonder he ended up going to counter-terrorism."

Li Lin, who had been watching from the sidelines, was not only not moved, he even felt like laughing out loud.

"why?"

Shakespeare, who appeared next to Li Lin at some point, widened his eyes and looked at Li Lin in shock.

"Why? Do you think I would question myself over a boring memory?"

That was Li Lin's painful memory. No matter how long it had passed, it was a shadow that he could not get rid of. He even had to find a hypnotist to help him block the memory.

But that was only in the past. In the world of Date A Live, Li Lin, who was almost shot dead by Tobiichi Origami, briefly met her childhood sweetheart and brother in hell. Although the specific circumstances are still unclear, Li Lin is sure that Qiu Yuelian did not die in that terrorist attack.

suspended animation.

In order to prevent Li Lin from being involved in related dangerous incidents, she chose to fake her death to protect the people she cherished.

"And instead of this, shouldn't you complain about the fact that I was once just an ordinary person, and a "cute boy" at that?"

"..."

Staring at the speechless Shakespeare's stupid face, Li Lin shrugged and threw his coat aside.

"Shakespeare, I think that human growth is the continual triumph over the immature past."

The pink-haired girl took off her top as she spoke, revealing the black tights underneath. The headband that held her long hair disappeared, and her long pink hair spread out like a waterfall, her golden eyes full of teasing.

"Are you ready for judgment? You idiot who tried to spy on my past... No, you've already seen it. You've seen my shameful side. That won't do. I will never allow anyone other than Madoka and Homura to know this and still be alive."

Chapter 53: A Man Shining Like the Sun

"It's not polite to pry into someone else's painful past, right, Shakespeare!"

The armored Li Lin grabbed the writer's neck, and he could do nothing but kick his legs.

Shakespeare's strength is only at the lowest level E. Even Astolfo and most Assassins can pin him to the ground and rub him casually, not to mention Kamen Rider Evol whose punching force is dozens of tons.

"I will not allow anyone to survive after knowing my true past. Even if you are a Servant, I will destroy your spiritual foundation right here."

Servants are like avatars of Heroic Spirits, and their remaining spirits after defeat will return to the Throne of Heroes with a "historical record" of the Holy Grail War. During this Holy Grail War, everything Shakespeare saw and heard will be presented to the main body of the Throne of Heroes in the form of a diary.

Therefore, Li Lin needed to destroy Shakespeare's spiritual base here and not let any information about her past leak out.

She was not afraid that the memory of the past would become her weakness. After all, she was neither Italian nor the boss of a passionate organization. She did not have a daughter, only an adopted son, who was not even her biological son.

However, the only people who are qualified to know the truth about Li Lin's past are Kaname Madoka and Akemi Homura. Other than that, even Miki Sayaka and the group of "sisters" who call Li Lin sister do not have this qualification.

Li Lin would not allow Shakespeare, the old man who deserved a beating, to stand in the same position as those two people. He would never tolerate it, especially when he was peeping.

This is a "trial", and people always have to overcome their immature past and move towards the distant future.

Click——

Under Shakespeare's horrified gaze, Li Lin's hand pierced through his chest and went straight to the spirit core. Then he turned into a rain of light and disappeared into the air. Only the full brown bottle storing his spirit base in Li Lin's hand was left to prove that he had existed.

Li Lin was not good at magic such as summoning spirits. In order to prevent some spirits that she failed to destroy from returning to the Throne of Heroes, she chose to directly crush Shakespeare's spirit into a bottle and keep it in her hand, and then ask the genius engineer...scientist Homura Akemi to take it and process and decompose it in the future.

"Very good, after Shakespeare it's your turn..."

After shaking the full bottle in his hand to confirm that there was no problem, Li Lin turned his gaze towards Tiancao's original position, but the black-skinned priest had disappeared. He must have seen that the situation was not good, so he immediately abandoned Shakespeare as a chess piece and quickly slipped away.

Plastic teammates.

He said he would sell it, and Amakusa was too realistic. Li Lin even admired his decisiveness, but he still had to kill those who deserved to be killed. What Li Lin hated most was the clergy like Amakusa who were so serious that they were disgusting.

Although Honjo Niya herself is very shameless, but in terms of art design and taste in the two-dimensional field, she has a master-level level. At least Li Lin thinks that the winged snake reverse cross designed by Niya herself is quite handsome, and it's a shame that Niya doesn't design toys for Bandai.

It's the 21st century now. The Showa era is over, and the Heisei era came to an end not long ago. Now it's Reiwa. Why are there still people who are fussy about a piece of jewelry and come here to pick a fight instead of doing anything else?

Nowadays, in modern popular culture, demons are more popular than angels, regardless of east, west, south, north, gender, age or status. Vampires have even collectively learned how to put on makeup and use Photoshop armor. They either go lesbian or wear open-crotch pants and throw steamrollers on the streets of Cairo. Some time ago, one was thrown into China by mistake.

You religious people should know your shame and keep up with the development and trend of the times. Hire two-dimensional artists to create a bunch of cute signboard gods. I guarantee that the threshold of the church will be trampled by otakus. You can also officially authorize a game and peripherals, making money and preaching at the same time. It is even legal and reasonable, and can generate income. Isn't it wonderful?

In fact, if the magician hadn't wanted to keep the writing mysterious and pronounced as Wfi secret, Li Lin actually wanted to suggest promoting the Clock Tower. But she just thought about it in her mind. If she really dared to say it, she would probably be dragged by Mr. Nisei to work overtime with him.

After dealing with Shakespeare and confirming that there were no enemies around, Li Lin canceled his transformation, obediently picked up the clothes thrown on the ground and put them on, then clumsily tied up his long hair that was scattered on the ground.

"call......"

She kind of missed the days when Xiaoyuan was around.

The two of them sat in the warm morning sunshine, helping each other comb their long hair and straightening the wrinkles of their clothes, sitting together at the dining table discussing the interesting things they learned from chatting with the guests yesterday, sitting together on the roof to appreciate the moonlight, and sleeping together. It would be great if this tranquility could continue forever.

However, it’s not bad to have some small “adventures” occasionally to spice up life.

What Li Lin wants is to do something with Xiaoyuan.