Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

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Several small boats were swaying and approaching silently.

The waves hit the hull, making an eerie sound like bones touching each other; between the impact and contraction of the waves, the group of men in black crawling in the boat stared at the ferry with burning eyes.

"Kill them."

This is the only instruction.

On the small boat further at the end, there were two figures that did not match the group in black.

"Sir, we really want to follow?"

If Mori Yuesa was there, she would definitely recognize these two guys - well, maybe she forgot about them in a blink of an eye, but... Nagini would definitely recognize them.

Mr. Skender and his freak show chief unpaid employee.

The man with thick powder on his face playing the trumpet outside the tent.

"He ruined my show and took my pet." The voice coming from Skender's fat neck was sonorous and powerful, and the hatred was so strong that it made the people around him shiver.

"You think I shouldn't put that damn No-Maj on a leash and make him my new pet?"

Perhaps it was because of his long-term accumulated power, his employees were very afraid of him and their voices were trembling when they answered him.

"I... I'm not, I'm not sure, Mr. Skender. No...! I'm sure! You should!" He spoke incoherently, holding the edge of the boat. This small boat powered by magic was not much faster than the boats carrying the men in black in front.

"How are you going to...treat her?"

Skender didn't care who this 'she' was. He waved his arm and said, "My new pet, how is it? That girl has no magic power, but she has a lot of jewelry. Do you know how much the necklace that fell in the animal pen is worth?"

The middle-aged man raised five fingers and said, "If converted into gold Galleons, it's enough for us to earn three... no! Five times! It's enough for us to earn income from five performances! And it's the best place with the most people!"

The voice continued through gnashing teeth: "I will kill Nagini and use her skin for shoes and her bones to make a wand!"

"As for the other little girl… you know, I'm pretty good with the Imperius Curse."

"I want her wealth! Everything in her family...and her body hahahahaha!"

"Mr. Skender's big show needs more Galleons to support it!"

The waves were foaming with white foam; the ferry was getting closer.

Chapter 33 Death Curse

Mori Yuesa hummed a song and came out of the bathtub steaming.

The girl's thick black hair, like seaweed, was scattered wetly behind her. She was wrapped in a bathrobe and was pushed back into the bed by Nagini - she wanted to go to the deck to get some fresh air.

"It's night time now, and your hair is wet." Nagini stuffed the girl's restless feet into the quilt and pressed them down hard: "Or is it that you don't have a constitution that will cause you to get sick?"

"I probably really won't--"

"But it looks like it." Nagini was very tough now, staring straight into Mori Yuesha's eyes: "It looks like it, so it's possible. Arrietty and I are worried about your health. Please warm up in the quilt and get some sleep. It's night now."

Arrietty was writing and drawing on the table, her hands and feet - including her face - were stained with blue ink: "Please say 'you worry', Nagini."

"Try to say it, it's not too shy." The elf flicked his fingers, and another artistic ink spot appeared on the white paper: "I am not worried about your majesty, don't use me as the first layer of fence to stop the bull."

Nagini turned around and looked at her. Arrietty shrugged her shoulders with a half-smile. "What's the big deal? You just said 'I'm worried about you'. Isn't that cute?"

The little fairy was laughing, and suddenly her vision became blurry - in the bright yellow circle, a narrow vertical pupil was staring at her closely...

Rubbing her eyes, Nagini had already turned around quietly, facing Sen Yuesha again, and lowered her head quietly.

"I am indeed worried." The woman's soft waist seemed to be boneless. She slowly moved closer to Sen Yuesha's upper body and helped her pull up the quilt: "Sen Yuesha is the one who saved me. I should take good care of her."

Mori Yuesa, who was 'taken care of' very well, pulled the quilt with both hands, put it under her chin, and gazed at Nagini, whose face was full of tenderness.

"Oh, thank you." Mori Yuesha said dryly, "You've been getting weirder lately, Nagini."

Nagini looked calm and composed: "There's nothing strange about the maid."

"You're not a maid."

"I am now."

"Aha!" Arrietty cheered. "Take her, take her! Your Majesty! I like this little snake! It will be fun if she's here!"

Ever since the little goblin let the cat out of the bag last time, Nagini has been very curious about the so-called 'other world' - Mori Yuesha has nothing to hide, she can tell Baloo casually, and doesn't mind telling Nagini.

"Just as you heard, Arrietty and I don't belong to this world." The girl struggled to sit up and wrapped herself in a bra with the quilt. "I often travel to different universes and have the ability to take away... interesting guys."

"Arrietty wants you to leave with me. Will you?"

The black hair blends into the quilt with golden edges, the Mori Yuesha raises the corners of her mouth, and with the teardrop mole at the end of her eyes, she is like a black rose that is emitting the poison of temptation.

Nagini was already confused before she could listen to what Mori Yuesha said more.

what?

Out of this world, the multiverse, planeswalkers, goblins - where does this fit in?

Aren’t wizards the biggest secret of this world?

"Take your time to think about it."

Mori Yuesa chuckled, got out of bed, put on a heavy beige travel suit, and stretched out her hands tentatively.

"It will be convenient for us to move around for a while." The girl carried Arrietty to the cabin window, opened it casually, and let the wind from the water surface pour into the cabin.

"Activity?"

Arrietty and Mori Yuesha were looking at the black waves not far away. When the master and servant, one big and one small, turned around, the sharp scimitar pointed directly at the girl's neck!

Ding--

The metal vibrated with a hum, and a much shorter dinner knife blocked the sudden assassination!

The girl stretched out her hand and gently pulled the person in from behind the window.

Arrietty lay on top of Mori Yuesha's head with a piece of dry tea in her mouth, chewing and watching the fun: Thank God, the window was barely big enough for an adult to pass through, otherwise what would have been pulled in would have been some spare parts.

She didn't want to sleep among a pile of broken limbs.

boom.

The man in the black burqa was thrown to the ground. Nagini covered her mouth in surprise: this happened in a flash, she couldn't even react, and everything was over.

The man in black robe was knocked unconscious after the fall. He was half-kneeling and swaying back and forth, yelling in the local language at Mori Yuesha.

Mori Yuesha would say a little: "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Nagini: ...What to do? She began to understand Mori Yuesa's train of thought.

Two or three exchanges of communication did not produce any effect. The man's face looked extremely hideous in the firelight, and his rough skin showed that he had been living in the sandy and dusty desert for many years.

From the corners of his eyes to the bridge of his nose and then to his chin, there were countless black hieroglyphs tattooed on it. When he raised his eyes, his face looked very strange, and the tattoos seemed to be alive.

"Ah!" The man roared and pulled out the second scimitar from his waist. The two bright crescents slid across each other, and the sound of metal friction was very harsh!

The man rushed towards Mori Yuesha again like crazy!

puff.

Arrietty covered her face with her hands.

"Your Majesty, if you could change your bad habit of killing people where you sleep, I think I would love you more."

Mori Yuesha kicked the corpse with a smile, and only then did Nagini slowly catch her breath...

"I...I'll take care of it." She looked at Mori Yuesha, her pupils flashing with determination: "Go find Evelyn and O'Connor! I saw that the man was armed, he can protect you."

"Hurry up, and Arrietty, go find them! There can't be only one enemy!"

"I don't have a wand! And if there are a lot of them..."

The more nervous Nagini made the arrangements, the weirder Arrietty's expression became.

Until...I couldn't hold it anymore.

"Puchi——" the little goblin covered his mouth.

"What are you laughing at?" Nagini looked up and saw a blank expression on her face.

"I thought of something funny..."

"What's so funny?"

"Hmm... a story about a black cat with a bald tail."

"What bald-tailed cat?"

"It's the bald-tailed cat waiting for us at the port where we disembark..."

Mori Yuesa gestured to Nagini and prepared to take her out of the cabin - she wanted to check on Eve's safety.

"Nagini, don't worry, we—"

As Mori Yuesa was comforting Nagini with her back to the door, another voice penetrated the cabin door.

"Diffindo!"

Bang! Broken iron and wood chips flew everywhere!

Immediately afterwards, the second spell followed seamlessly!

"Avada Kedavra!"

The dark green rays flew towards Nagini at a high speed!

In an instant, the woman seemed to see a rusty sickle in her pupils; it was raised high above her head, waiting to chop off her head -

Warmth, joy, freedom - all of this began to gradually move away from Nagini's body. She felt a little cold. A stream of liquid seeped into her neck and slid into her heart. They lingered there, waiting for the final moment.

Then, a streak of long black hair obscured the blade.

Dumbledore, who followed the trail, saw this scene:

Mori Yuesha frowned and turned sideways to block Nagini from the trajectory of the killing curse.

The green light exploded with a bang!

Chapter 34 The sister who made it into the top three

Mori Yuesha opened her eyes.

This place seems to be... a wasteland.

Ashes rained down on the desolate landscape, and the sky was blocked by thick leaden clouds, not missing a single ray of light.

The world is bright and clear.

Mori Yuesha stood on the dusty ground, and her feet made a crackling sound - it was a snowy ground made of thick dust.

I stretched out my palm, and soon, a small layer of soft and coldness formed in the palm of my hand.

Not far away, two dust balls were piled into a snowman by someone, with a chocolate-colored finger inserted as a nose, and ashes fell like a curtain.