Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"Let's get started!"

The girl rubbed her hands happily, then stretched out her arms, holding Abdullah's shoulders with one hand and squeezing his rough palm with the other.

In a very decompressed ripping sound, he could see.

His entire arm was torn off.

Chapter 15 Types and Coincidence

This is an abyss with no bottom in sight. What used to be Abdullah’s paradise has now become his nightmare.

The pungent smell of blood in the alley made it almost impossible to breathe.

Several arms of varying thickness and length were thrown casually into the mud. The door panels on both sides were splattered with blood. An eyeball was resting in a mass of slippery pink organs, like a pearl on a crown.

The scattered fingers that could no longer be identified were buried in the blood mud. A few black nails were buried in the blood mud. White bone stumps protruded from the skin like barbs. In the empty space at the corner of the alley was a wall of thorns made of human flesh and bones.

The noisy screams broke out briefly and then quickly subsided.

Abdullah's limbs disappeared, leaving only his torso connected to his head, leaning crookedly on the steps. I had a vague hallucination in my sight - the wailing of countless girls pierced my eardrums like fragments, chaotic panting, and...

An endless, surging, wave-like feeling of fear.

He wanted to scream like those girls in the past, but some kind of other kind of majesty held him down where he was. Everything around him was still, including himself.

pat, pat.

Heels tapped on the stone steps.

The girl looked down at the organs and limbs on the ground from above, squinting her eyes, trying to find a complete human head among them so that she could look at them and ask questions.

Finally, she met Abdullah's eyes.

The small, soft back of her hand was stained with a few drops of blood, making it look even paler. Her foot slowly approached Abdullah's sight, and then the tip of her shoe came up and kicked him in the head.

"Excuse me, how do I get to where the miners live?" The girl thought for a moment and said, "Is that where the children live?"

Abdullah panted for a long time before he could make a slight sound. The girl didn't have that much patience to wait. She repeated it doubtfully, then her eyes turned to disappointment. She took two steps back, lifted the blood-spattered sheet, and held the small bag in her hand again.

"I want one--" The girl reached her wrist into her bag, stirring it around, and then took out a piece of candy - wrapped in gray paper.

Seeing the gray, the girl seemed dissatisfied: "I didn't choose the one I like."

Abdullah finally found that he could speak, although a cool air was constantly disappearing from his body.

"Please……"

"Hey, don't spray blood on my shoes!" The girl stomped her feet in disdain, dodging a few pink and white intestines: "You'd better turn around and talk."

A shadow flashed by and jumped down from the eaves nimbly, avoiding the bloody organs on the ground.

"Why do you always make it so dirty?" followed by an exasperated female voice: "Planeswalker, can you have a little more innocence at your age?"

The black cat glided over several incomplete corpses, its face wrinkled in a very human way, and it looked at Abdullah with disgust.

"Hi, butt devil." The girl stood on tiptoe happily to greet him.

"Shut up! I am Bast! Bast! Goddess of war! Protector of the home! Forever—"

"——Ass-licking Black Lightning."

"Mori! Yue! Sha!"

Click click click.

"Bite you, bite you!"

Seeing the black cat using her left front paw to vent her anger again, Mori Yuesa smiled and picked it up and held it in her arms.

"Come to play with me?"

The black cat struggled for a long time before finally squeezing its head out, and used its four little black paws to push the girl hard.

"I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm suffocating—" The cat meowed twice, its body visibly elongated, revealing its tiny black nose: "Ah..."

"You almost suffocated me!"

Bastet pushed away the finger that was stretched towards her chin in dissatisfaction. She could also hear the girl's teasing sound of "tsk tsk tsk" in her ear: "Don't let your canteen get close to me! Wait... don't move, I just want to talk to you about something."

"Ok?"

"They." The black cat talked to himself while grabbing Mori Yuesha's arm. He rested his head on the girl's arm and pointed at the remains of Abdullah and his gang with his paw pads.

Mori Yuesha hesitated: "Could it be... your relative?"

"They are pagans." The cat's eyes stared at Abdullah with green eyes. It rarely paid attention to Mori Yuesha's joke, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in its voice.

"Pagan?" Mori Yuesha tilted her head in confusion and looked at the cat: "So what?"

"I want you to take them—"

"They have the right." Mori Yuesha tilted her head: "Other religions are not allowed here? I remember that monotheism did not exist in the religious history of ancient Egypt, right?"

Bastet Cat sighed, "I don't care what they do, but they shouldn't have codified the sun god into their original religion."

After saying that, Black Cat began to use his unique stage play style accent again, which was both awkward and strange.

'Ra is the evil that walks the earth, and his poison becomes the sea. The only God looks down from heaven, and all who follow his will are my brothers and sisters.'

After reciting a few sentences, the cat head was so angry that the black hair on its head stood up: "How dare you do this... this...!"

Mori Yuesa blinked and rubbed the little head with her palm a few times.

"So, I happened?"

The black cat purred a few times, and its sharp claws stretched out from its bald front paws. It carefully dodged Mori Yuesha's arm and scratched Abdullah fiercely a few times.

"Help me get rid of this blasphemous organization."

"All."

Bastet habitually adopted an imperative tone, just as she had shown and said to her followers for thousands of years.

"Oh." Mori Yuesha didn't care about the pagans. She held the cat's head and refused: "No, I'm already at the limit of my fatigue today."

Bastet snorted and poked the girl's soft fingertips with her little fangs: "I've helped you find the dragon!"

"That was the last transaction." Mori Yuesha still shook her head vigorously: "Besides, it may not be there."

"Oh, really?" The black cat suddenly blinked cunningly, stretched comfortably in the girl's arms, and chuckled confidently: "Yes, it is possible that nothing can be found. But...what if there is? How do you plan to identify it? Little girl, you don't think that the eggs of this creature can be taken away by you like catching fish with a net?"

"I remember that creatures like you have that... is it called 'ground'? A source of energy?"

"How much energy do you have? Do you want to take it all with you?"

"Can't I?" She tilted her head and looked at Bastet strangely.

Bastet slapped her unhappily.

"Then... please go on?"

Bastet folded her hands, changed her posture, and looked knowledgeable: "Fire dragon, boulder, sharp blade... In short, there are seven kinds of dragons and three categories of life..."

"Some can breathe fire; some can manipulate ice and snow; some even have skin as tough as—"

Before the learned cat could start his speech, Mori Yuesha jumped in the blood, grabbed Bastet's neck and shook her hard!

"I want white! Lilac is fine too!"

What she actually cared about was the color... Bastet, who was being held in the air while swimming, curled her tail helplessly.

"Hmph, white..." The black cat turned over and hugged Mori Yuesha's wrist. It glared at the girl twice with its hind legs, stepped on the girl's head and jumped onto her shoulders. It looked at the cheering Mori Yuesha with a complicated expression.

Is it the intuition of the new god or the perception of the spell rhythm from the walkers of all realms...?

"Anyway, without me," Bastet hugged Mori Yuesha's neck, sweeping her tail back and forth: "You might hatch one... Sorry, what color do you hate the most?"

"Um...grey?"

The black cat nodded: "Without me, you would have hatched a lot of gray cubs when you returned."

Mori Yuesha kicked away someone's head, full of energy: "I'm going to deal with that organization!"

Bastet squinted her eyes and said sarcastically, "Hasn't your fatigue reached its limit today?"

“I bought a new one!”

The excited girl stepped over the piles of broken limbs and walked towards the end of the alley. The black cat on her shoulder was looming, and the conversation between the girl and the cat gradually became inaudible.

“The Egyptian gods are bad liars.”

"You are disrespecting the gods!"

"But you didn't tell me those kinds before. You're a liar god."

"I bite you!"

"Bite me and I'll pull your short black tail!"

"It's huge!"

"No. It's very short... Can't you see it yourself?"

Chapter 16 Strategies from Horse Racing

To deal with a criminal organization based in the slums, Mori Yuesha doesn't need to do it herself.

After releasing the goblins and waiting for Mori Yuesha to find a way out, all that was left in the huge two-story wooden house were piles of headless corpses and broken limbs.

"If the master is cruel, the servant will be just as cruel."

"You just think it's dirty, you butt demon." Mori Yuesha grabbed the little black cat and pretended to throw it into the blood. Sure enough, all the short black hairs on its body exploded, and in an instant...

The black cat turned into a sea urchin.

"Bastet, the sea urchin in the dark night, the god of nutrition in the ocean, the heretic who manipulates waves and proteins to lower blood pressure..."

"Shut up!"

A man and a cat walked into the quiet wooden house. When they passed by the goblins on the tables and corpses, the guys who were carrying the only valuables of the organization put down what they were holding and bowed to Mori Yuesha.

If you ignore the huge gold ring behind Kunna, her expression is still very respectful.

"Planeswalker, you and your squire are nothing more than bandits."

"What does it have to do with me? They just like it." Mori Yuesha rolled her eyes. Kunna on the side also responded indignantly. There was a small tooth mark on the gold ring in her arms.

There is no need to say who bit it.

"As a qualified servant." Kunna moved with difficulty while holding the ring, and said to Bastet, her whole body trembling: "You must learn to serve your master. What's the problem with that?"

"Isn't it, Your Majesty?"

"Oh..." Mori Yuesha thought: "It makes sense, no wonder you collect so much gold."

"It's all yours!" Kunna laughed. "Your Majesty the Queen can use it to buy some beautiful girls!"

"Girl?" The black cat turned his head and stared at Mori Yuesha with a half-smile: "Your servant knows you very well."

Mori Yuesa rolled her eyes.

Suddenly, a thin black and white shadow carefully dodged the broken corpses on the ground, took small and graceful steps, and jumped onto the table.

It slowly lowered its body, moved closer, and touched Kunna, who had just placed the ring, with its nose.

That's a cow cat.

"Eh? Your—"

"Not my kind! I am a god!"

"Hehe...it's a little smaller than you." Sen Yuesha felt a little itchy. After putting Bastet down, she quietly walked behind the cow cat and quickly reached out her hand -

Pinch its tail!

The kitten turned around cursing, only to see the girl standing there with an innocent look on her face, her finger... pointing at Bastet, who was already beginning to feel something was wrong.