Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"Kill it!"

"Execution!"

The candle girl withdrew her hand with satisfaction and gently extinguished the candle.

"He was the first ray of light that ignited the world, as great as Amaterasu. He was extinguished for thousands of years, and finally - the world is still kind! It gives us humans the opportunity to see and serve this great and selfless god!"

"It starts with you and me! From now on! We will carry His teachings in our hearts and spread the candlelight to every corner of Tokyo! From now on! Starting from Tokyo! Then, all of Japan, all of Asia!"

"As the first Candle Maiden! I will expand the number of believers and lead you on the path of spreading the Divine Truth—"

The excited old woman sang and gave a speech breathlessly, and at the climax, she had already begun to enjoy the pious and respectful gazes of the believers kneeling at her feet.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, from the far floor below, a few untimely and childish echoes came...

"The cultists on the second floor!"

"You are surrounded by me!!"

Candle Girl: ...

Believers: ...

"Who?! Who is blaspheming God?!" As the angry footsteps moved, the crowd parted like water. The Candle Girl limped to the window, slightly twisted a corner of the curtain, and glanced out quickly.

"Go find the blasphemer! Her skin and face need to be sacrificed to the great God of Candlelight!"

Amid the roar and splatter, several relatively strong old men were ordered to turn around.

A few candles left in the darkness, the flames flickering.

…………

……

"Nagini's face doesn't look good from a while ago?" Mori Yuesha looked around as she stomped on the stairs. She was like participating in a horror escape room game for free.

Arrietty had no interest in escaping the room, but was reluctant to play around with Mori Yuesha for a while because it was 'free'.

"Because it's a cult." Nagini answered her softly: "Ansuna told me many stories from their time."

In the days of ancient Egypt.

Cults are both troublesome and terrifying things - not only do they shake the foundation of the rulers, but the consequences they cause are also mostly extremely serious.

It has the magic that makes people willingly stop being human.

"Ansuna told me that she had seen mothers who happily offered up their five-year-old daughters."

The mother was brainwashed by the cultists and, out of faith, "dedicated" her five-year-old daughter to an unknown evil god's earthly walker - a bishop who should be cut into pieces.

Amid the crowd, the mother watched her daughter wailing with a look of satisfaction and interest, as she saw her arm, which was not even as long as her forearm, being ripped off from her body by two or three men.

She watched her daughter screaming "Mother!" and "Save me!", watched her struggle under the hands of those strong cultists, and gradually extinguished the hope in her pupils - finally, she became a hollow, helpless puppet.

Two days later, after suffering so much pain, the tattered puppet finally closed its eyes forever.

She died of an infection.

Ansuna was very calm when she said this, but the sensitivity of a snake still allowed Nagini to sense the energy fluctuations around her. This was the first time she saw Wu Ji in an angry state.

"…What happened next?"

Ansuna smiled: "Later, Imhotun found them."

You don't want to know what happens to the cultists caught by the high priest.

Death is a relief for them.

Nagini followed Mori Yuesha up to the second floor and told the story she had heard intermittently. In addition, she had been in Mori Yuesha's world for quite some time and knew a little about the history of the cult in this country.

Disgusting.

This is not a "natural disaster" brought to mankind by "chaos" or "order": most cults are man-made, and they all come from the evil spirits, unwilling greed and vicious tricks in people's hearts.

With their mouths full of bloody and rotten teeth, they devoured their compatriots mouthful by mouthful - stepping on their miserable lives and fragmented corpses, embarking on their own unbearable and smelly path of desire.

for them,

Nagini had only one thought.

"Owner."

"Please kill them all."

Mori Yuesa shrank her neck.

"Nagini was horrible today."

Chapter 87 Smacking lips

A gunshot greeted Mori Yuesha's arrival.

On the silent and dark second floor, there was a loud bang, and the sound and the smell of gunpowder lingered for a long time.

Nagini stuck out her tongue and swiped it across her lips a few times, then turned her head to look to the side of the corridor.

"There, I smell it."

Mori Yuesha shrugged. The immersive experience made her happy today. The girl never worried about killing monsters. She couldn't level up this way, and it was rare that her lazy servants were interested. No, no, no.

She pushed Nagini's shoulders forward: "Barry Barry, it's up to you!"

"A giant forest python roaming in the shadows of the sick ward!"

As lousy as always.

Arrietty was too lazy to complain, she just...

She seemed to smell a strong smell of blood.

A lot of people definitely died on this floor in a short period of time.

Following the sound of gunfire, a group of people stopped in front of a door at the corner of the corridor near the end.

"right here."

Nagini stuck her tongue out of her lips, swept it in the air, then took the lead and stepped forward, holding the broken umbrella, and took two steps back - leaning sideways and raising her legs!

Kicked it up!

Boom————! ! !

There was a crisp metallic sound and the door fell upright into the room.

A stronger smell of rust was blown out.

"Look at you, look at you, no one around you can learn from you."

Arrietty purred like a puppy, shaking her head, her big red fur shaking off the dust. "What has become of the quiet maid?"

Isn't this good?

"I'm really afraid that all your servants will become like this in the future."

Imagine the battles of the future—

Somewhere, some battle, difficult.

Senpopo Regiment, pre-war staff meeting.

The flame flickered in the verdigris lantern. In the flickering light, a group of people gathered around the wooden table, staring at the spread-out old map in a serious atmosphere.

Mori Yuesha slammed the table and said: "I have a good idea! I will lead the way and charge into the enemy camp head-on!"

Nagini raised her hand: After the master's plan is implemented, I will attack the enemy head-on!

Ansuna & Imhotun: Then I will wait for your signal! Finally, charge into the enemy frontally!

Isn't that my job...

Shaking his head wildly, the little goblin tried to shake those foolish servants out of his and Mori Yuesha's future.

--That is impossible.

It was visible to the naked eye that Nagini had already begun to "transform into a forest"; a very impressive speed. Perhaps, the next one would be Ansuna or Immorton. In Arrietty's opinion, this pair of ancient Egyptian lovers were not in their right minds when facing Mori Yuesha.

She was ready for Mori Yuesa to lead the charge one day.

"Wouldn't it be better to be braver?" Mori Yuesha didn't understand what Arrietty was worried about. "Some people believe that 'the body is the best weapon', and I think that's right."

Arrietty sneered, "It must be a young lady who said that."

Mori Yuesha took out two candies from her pocket and shook her head: "Young lady? There is no young lady? It's a bald old man."

Hearing the rustling sound of candy wrappers being torn, Arrietty climbed up Mori Yuesha's shoulders and onto her wrists as if she had smelled something.

"Give me a bite."

The girl ignored her and put the candy into her mouth, leaving only a thin layer of icing on her fingertips.

"Here."

The thin index finger stretched out in front of the little goblin's face.

Unexpectedly, this action caused Arrietty to misunderstand something. She screamed in anger: "Don't even think about it! I'm telling you, Mori Yuesa! Don't even think about it!" She kicked her legs back and rolled and crawled back to the top of her head.

"Don't even think about it! You already have the foot-washing snake, and you still want the finger-sucking demon! Greedy! Too greedy, Mori Yuesha!"

Stretching out her finger, Mori Yuesa blinked, not understanding what was going on.

"Why are you pretending to be innocent? I see you enjoy being washed every day!" The sour words poured down from the girl's head, like a bottle of vinegar gurgling out after the lid was opened. "How dare you wash with the door open!"

I could even hear Nagini smacking her lips.

Mori Yuesha understood this sentence...

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head and murmured, "Nagini said to open the door for ventilation—"

"How disgusting! There are no windows? She just wants us to hear how delicious she is eating!"

"Disgusting snake! Eh..."

The master and servant chattered non-stop until Nagini came out after a walk in, just in time to hear the goblin say "disgusting snake". Miss Snake's face immediately turned bad.

"What are you talking about, Arrietty?"

The caught little elf pouted and turned away, ignoring her.

"A male corpse, probably a patrolman." After glaring at the little elf who had hidden herself in her hair with only her butt exposed, Nagini tore open the wet wipes and wiped them hard on her hands a few times.

"All the skin and blood was gone from his body."

脸…

"Yes, like the body hanging upside down on the first floor."

It was dripping with wax.

"This cult is really disgusting."

To Arrietty, fighting and killing were nothing more than a matter of swordsmanship. Except for the missions assigned by Her Majesty the Queen, the young warriors of her clan rarely insulted the defeated in this way.

Although their small stature and inability to be detected by magic make them more suitable for stealth and assassination, Arrietty prefers to fight head-on rather than being a killer, defeating the enemy with a fierce charge like two armies facing each other.

Nagini glanced at the hiding little knight and said nothing.

"Owner,"

"Shh..."

Mori Yuesha turned her head and looked at the dark corridor. In the empty and quiet floor, any sound would be very obvious.

Three clusters of orange flames flickered and slowly approached from far away.

The three elderly people were wearing the same hospital gowns as Grandma Hiratsuka's, and they carefully protected the candles in their hands. Nagini did not see the grandeur and surprise of meeting a stranger on their faces.

The candle was held high, and a skinny forearm was revealed from the hospital gown.

Her wrist nearly broke at the touch.

"The Candle Girl's request..."