I, the villain, have a system for listening to advice

Jin Ruochu, who had a high combat IQ and had heard some secrets, was the first to react, "Are you avoiding the prophecy?"

Hibiscus did not answer because it would trigger the poison of knowledge, so silence was the answer.

Jin Yulu murmured disapprovingly, "It turns out that thing really exists. The military controls so many cards but keeps them tightly under wraps and even gives them to private institutions. It's ridiculous."

"So things are even more difficult." Nan Zhiyi's caution made her alert but also excited.

As the saying goes, good and evil depend on each other.

It would be laughable if the Savior Cult could knock down a miscellaneous puppet with a big move. On the contrary, if the human leaders made all kinds of bets, provided resources, and gave green lights, but the boxer they pushed out still lost in the ring, that would be more telling.

With their intelligence, they guessed this immediately.

Mu Jin said quietly, "It's not just the prophecy book. Future vision alone is meaningless. What's more terrifying is the ability to choose the future."

As soon as the magical girls heard this, their scalps tingled and they broke out in cold sweats. How could the strength increase within half a minute of being happy? What are you talking about? There is actually such a relic!

"Don't worry, leave it to me, and you just follow the plan."

The seemingly sudden decision was actually the result of repeated deductions by Mu Jin and the think tank of the Optics Institute. You have your own tricks, and I have my own tricks. Who is afraid of whom? The Salvation Cult has made a lot of preparations for this operation, but it is difficult to point it out. The most important chess pieces have been assembled, including myself. Everyone has entered the game. Why not have a chance to compete with the so-called invincible mercenary giant?

Although the enemy seemed stronger the more they assessed it, the three men felt more confident when they saw that Mu Jin was confident, and they turned to study the intelligence seriously.

From then on, they split into two groups.

……

For Pesha, the politicians who were unreasonably attacking the Salvation Church were simply outrageous, and it almost destroyed the goodwill she had worked so hard to build. At this moment, the nun was holding her forehead and sighing in her office, with the loss report in her hand crumpled.

Then she looked at the female secretary in front of her and asked, "The four councillors still don't intend to retract their accusations against the cult?"

"Not only that, the informant said that in his upcoming second press conference speech, he will declare it an illegal activist group and even advocate the arrest of all those involved."

"A good dog finds a good master to support him."

"Should we kill him?" A clone of the nun offered, "Just like the Holy Relic showed its power to humans back then."

"I do think so. It's a good opportunity to show our attitude. But times have changed after all. We have to fulfill the agreement, otherwise everything will be a mess."

"Is there no way to stop it?"

The two Pesha clones looked at each other and shook their heads. However, they were not the type to sit and wait for death. They should at least be there in person to put pressure on them, otherwise the press conference would become even more arrogant.

In fact, isn't the idea of ​​a clone also a kind of thought? It is often easy to solve the problem of the person who caused the problem, but the solution is more important, and the holy remains cannot do it.

Unless he can create a shocking assassination and clear himself of all charges.

But it's impossible.

From the depths of her chest, Pesha took out a photo of Kaori Minase, on which lay a snow girl who had shrunk to the extreme and looked so weak that she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

If it was the magic of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, it should be easy to assassinate the target without leaving any traces, which is one of the reasons why she protected the girl. However, something unexpected happened. The monster might be part of the clue, but unfortunately she couldn't control the magic power for precise transmission. I don't know how long the little girl can hold on.

"…Forget it, let's go to the press conference."

Pesha and her secretary went to the hotel where the press conference was to be held. Reporters had already set up their cameras, were making a lot of noise, and the shutters were snapping. It was a perfect stage for a performer trying to gain some fame.

She gave her a sharp look, but the congressman pretended not to see it and avoided it, obviously not intending to listen to her advice.

It was too late, because the local head of Goshawk Company was whispering to him.

As expected, the press conference was filled with statements like "the cult maliciously manipulated the election", "an uncontrollable force wreaked havoc on society", "why did the Goshawk Company target you", and "look for the reasons in yourself". It's such a classic, victim-blaming theory, right?

Boring as hell.

Pesha was furious, not because the other party attacked the organization she liked, but because her words were useless? This is a very dangerous political signal!

Just as the nun was thinking about how to launch a counterattack, she suddenly became dazed and the qualified person for the spiritual relic suddenly lost her perception.

She was surprised to find that her vision had lost color since she hadn't seen it before, everything was still, and the world had frozen!

There was a silver-haired girl leaning against his back.

Chapter 90 Live Execution (6K)

Pesha had been through many battles but had never been so shocked as she was today. Who could have thought that in a moment of distraction the world would stop and there would be no trace of life. The sounds of wind and breathing that she was accustomed to in her daily life were no longer there. She was surrounded by an immense loneliness that seemed to be gripping her heart and stopping it from beating.

What's even more terrifying is that in such solitude, there was someone standing back to back with her, and one of the top holy relics was completely unaware of it.

Who?

A time stopper?

Several thoughts flashed through her mind but Pesha chose the safest one: "You may have something you want from me. Ms. Hyacinthus. Minase Kaori believes you will save her."

"Of course, we agreed, and she sent out a distress signal."

The reason why Mu Jin rushed here in such a hurry was not only because she was worried, but also because she guessed that there must be a loophole left by Quincy, which was a possibility of victory.

When I took the photo, I saw a line of beautiful handwriting on the back: Your Excellency Peisha, please use this photo as a missing person notice. Sister Hyacinth will definitely come to find you.

And a snow girl who turned into Thumbelina was cheering and using magic to show the master's location. It was really hard for her. If the summoning magic wanted to ensure that the summoned creature stayed for a long time, it would cost a huge amount of magic, and the user would fall into a coma... But in that case, it might be a good thing.

In short, no matter who you are, anyone who stands in my way will die.

The communication between the two was completed in a flash, and only 5 seconds had passed.

"Remember, be careful of the relic of cause and effect: the prophecy book. If the prophecy book predicts detailed events related to you in the next two days, the perspective is microscopic. Then the prophecy book can realize the self-verification of the prophecy from a macroscopic perspective. The combination of the two will make it possible for an event to develop completely under your own constraints... It's amazing that I said so much and nothing happened."

"If something happened, you wouldn't bet on me, right?" Mu Jin asked with a smile but very confidently.

"You are the prophet."

"Goodbye."

Peisha was in a trance as soon as she heard it. She guessed that she must have been suspended in time. What a terrifying magic power! She had no idea how to deal with it.

She clearly felt that time had stopped and Hyacinthus had left, so why did everyone still seem stunned...

Looking up, the press conference was quiet because the congressman sitting in the chair was facing the cameras with his back. It was really rude, but he remained sitting upright. Then his spine made a teeth-grinding sound, and his back slowly dropped to reveal his neck with twisted skin and flesh.

The people around didn't dare to believe it at first, and their scalps went numb when they got closer.

"Ah—murder!"

Following the scream of a female reporter, people were thrown to the ground and there was no time to cut off the signal. Countless people witnessed the ugly scene:

They cried, were shocked, dazed, and even pushed and trampled on each other. One person who was sitting next to the congressman was frightened and fainted. Faced with absolute power, ordinary people have no chance. When an elephant crushes a mouse to death, it doesn't even bother to care about the ant nest at its feet.

Although the murderer has left, the casting of powerful magic is often accompanied by coercion, and people can easily faint if frightened.

The scene before my eyes was one of sheer terror and horror, and it was truly unbearable to watch, but it served well enough as a comedy.

Peisha covered her ears with a gloomy face, sighed at the mess, and finally took a few deep breaths to hold back her smile. It was terrible, I almost laughed out loud the first time. Damn, well done, who told you not to give face to me or the cult.

Politicians? Politicians? Times have changed. Since the invasion of the disaster beasts, the main theme of human civilization has become an overtly violent order. You are just a group of stewards.

The murderer is Hyacinthus. The effect is quite shocking:

At this moment, the television screens broadcast live the public execution of the four party members, whose necks were twisted like tops in front of millions of people.

According to the principle of "whoever benefits is suspected", it is obvious that it is closely related to the Salvation Cult. But so what? In public, with countless cameras focused, bodyguards in groups, and various cordons outside the press conference... The defense armed to the teeth is no different from paper, and the execution is clean and direct.

The murderer never showed up from beginning to end, which can be regarded as a magic show of the century.

Some people in power should be unable to sleep. Tonight, they should reflect on how much stronger their security is than that of the four parliamentarians. Even if they are ten times stronger, can they beat the killer who can come and go freely in time? Yes, there must be some mechanism, such as specific time limit, scope of action, activation conditions... Maybe there are restrictions, maybe not. Do you dare to bet?

Gamble your life?

Those guys who valued their lives the most were the ones who would certainly not dare to act rashly after being shocked like this. It was indeed a perfect and impeccable performance, and perhaps more effective than a nuclear bomb.

Because a nuclear explosion may not be able to reach the cowards hiding in the bunker, but it can definitely reach the killer hiding in time.

Peisa held her chin in her hand as she recalled the details.

Time magic once again revealed more mechanisms, such as maintaining contact should not be suspended, but there are obviously other tricks besides that. Taking a step back, even if magic is restrained, it does not mean that the magical girl can be defeated.

Recall the performance of Hyacinth and her companions on Island 24: they fought hand-to-hand with the leader, the Disaster Beast, and their magic output alone was no less than that of a bomber.

Only a new magical girl like Minase Kaori can be easily targeted and subdued in a few moves.

Young people, oh~

Pesha likes to look at things from a developmental perspective. On the surface, the mercenary company and the official forces are colluding to suppress the magical girls, but don't forget that the pressure of the disaster beasts always exists, and the external enemies will not disappear because of your internal fighting. Moreover, the little sisters who have the cult as their backer have no shortage of places to stay. Even if you can provide social welfare and other sugar-coated bullets, it can't compare to the sense of security of being with your own kind, which is determined by the genes in social animals.

She patted the pale-faced female secretary beside her and said, "Don't be afraid. It's just a broken neck. If it were me, I would definitely chop off his head and put it in his arms for a photo."

"Boss, you have to be kidding, right?"

"People who haven't experienced the Holy Relics Riot half a century ago won't resonate with me. What a pity." Pesha shook her head. "Let's get back to the point. Don't worry about the mess. Let's return to the headquarters and prepare all the liquidity. Then call a few hedge funds. I'll organize the game and we'll all make money."

"Want to buy up the assets of Goshawk Company? To be honest, I don't think the few people in the Salvation Cult can defeat the second largest mercenary giant in America."

"I don't believe it either, but I'm actually a madman who gambles at critical moments."

Pesa laughed out loud and strode away from the press conference, with a bloody stretcher being carried out beside her.

……

In the suburbs of Los Angeles, Goshawk Corporation's laboratory center.

The monitoring hall shows the conditions of the girls in each containment room. They are against a snow-white background, wearing light blue hospital gowns and restraints. Depending on the specific magical characteristics, there are dangerous types such as being merely imprisoned, agreeing to cooperate, being anesthetized, or being completely restrained. In addition, there are a large number of disaster beasts.

Although there were countless screens, Quincy, Gallup and headquarters security captain Dennis, who had just returned from a long journey, were only staring at the TV broadcast.

"Murder!" The heart-wrenching exclamation made people feel cold all over even though they were thousands of miles away.

They were used to death.

But we should have been staring at the screen from the beginning, and we can guarantee that we did not miss any details, but the person is dead, which is consistent with the content of the prophecy.

The reason why I didn't remind you is because of another relic: the prophecy book. If you achieve more effects according to the prophecy book, you will accumulate a lot of "historical inertia" so that you can completely do what you want when you want to rewrite it. For example, if you can achieve the first three events of having a good sleep, having breakfast, and buying a kite one by one, you can easily achieve the fourth event of flying. Of course, the actual operation is more difficult, but it is easy and feasible in principle.

For example, kidnapping Kaori Minase, who was related to the Salvation Cult, and allowing the four councillors who were friends with him to be retaliated against were accomplished.

But the risk is very high!

When the prophecy book gives a prophecy, it will also display the "danger level" according to the font color or say "it is recommended that you rewrite it immediately." However, the prophecy book wants to accumulate this kind of danger and convert it into victory, so the combination of the two relics seems to be creating possibilities, but it is actually a gamble.

The content of the prophecy book on the theme of "Quincy's war with the Salvation Cult" is all red, the kind of red that is dripping with blood, which gives people a dazzling feeling.

When the catastrophe beast attacked that year, it was only light red.

The person who manages the relics said that he had never encountered such a situation before, and it felt like the scarlet words on the mottled paper would be filled with black and red blood in the next moment.

This performance alone shocked the top brass, and they became even more wary of the Magical Girls Organization. After all, according to the divination relic, the target was even slightly ahead of the first catastrophe beast. This battle was extremely dangerous, should we really be their enemy?

Quincy was also puzzled by this: the divination target clearly indicated that I should go to war with the cult, but it turned out to be so dangerous. Could it be that the other party's forward organization is comparable to an army?

Or would the Salvation Cult bet big? No, why would they give up their advantage in the dark? He was puzzled, but his honor and courage as a soldier made it difficult for him to retreat.

Never be a deserter.

Continue to act according to the original plan according to the rules of the relics, that is, the prophet personally participates in controlling the events and creates the magic of destiny.

Having accumulated two historical inertias, the next event will be an attack on the laboratory.

The goal set by payment inertia is to capture all attackers. To this end, Goshawk Company has made a series of preparations.

The three events correspond to the three contents given in the prophecy book. This is the information revealed by the official who manages the relics. Of course, the user cannot just lie down and leave everything to fate. Previously, Goshawk Company also set up a large number of traps, but Quincy's character only relies on it for assistance. The key is to play more of the power of the relics at home. The laboratory is not short of the remains of the disaster beast that can be used as fuel.

He has a secret that he has not told, which will not trigger the control of the prophecy book and the prophecy book, and he treats it as a trump card. That is, the destructive sound wave is actually another kind of power:

The art of words.

Magical girls can also cast some spells after research and targeted stimulation, but the relics currently have a higher upper limit and unfathomable power, so there is no need to worry even if the Salvation Cult launches a large-scale invasion.

Quincy turned off the TV and instructed: "Remember two things. Keep your distance and strengthen your defense or regeneration. Otherwise, you won't be able to survive the time magic."

Dennis replied, "Everyone has received a short-term booster injection, and there are also controlled forward disaster beasts to help, which is definitely enough."

"How are the people I brought with me?"

"Kaori Minase is still in a coma, and the doctor recommends not trying to wake her up."

"Just let her stay in the ward for now. If anything goes wrong, I will have to completely break up with Pesha." The masked man held his forehead and sighed, "If it weren't for completing the contents of the prophecy book, I wouldn't be willing to fight with that troublesome old witch."

Gallup said dimly, "Pesha understands that mercenary companies rarely go to war directly with each other. She will guess that the country is backing them, and then think about it from the perspective of causal relics."

The three of them nodded in unison, certain that the other party had seen through their tricks.

Having been colleagues for so many years, and because of the nature of the job that involves walking on the brink of life and death, one can tell at a glance who is reliable and who is not, and Pesha is definitely top-notch.

"...So the fact that that guy didn't catch up directly can be considered a kind of accomplishment. No matter what, she wanted to witness how powerful the Savior Cult is. She would rather scare the girl who was promised to be protected." Quincy sneered, "Pesha's idea is very cruel, but her style is softer. Anyway, I accept this concession. When we catch the people from the Savior Cult and have new experimental subjects, of course I can return Minase Kaori to her. So everyone behave better, our colleagues and the higher-ups are watching us."

"As ordered."