The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

Ichiro Makita's mouth trembled and opened wide, and after confirming that the girl had left the bar, he felt his sphincter loosen and the liquid stuff was sat under his butt.

......

Perlis walked out of the tavern drunkenly. The halo in her eyes held on to her last bit of consciousness, making her subconsciously walk towards the direction of the B&B.

Before she had taken a few steps on the empty street, Perlis bumped into two soft things, was immediately bounced away, and staggered back in a series of small steps.

"..."

But she didn't seem to explore what she had hit, but stubbornly maintained her original route, and then bounced off the wall again and again, bounced off the wall, bounced off the wall...

"......"

Aoi silently watched the bubbling drunken Perlis bump into her chest again and again, with a hint of stubbornness in her dull mind, and sighed silently.

No wonder Carly said she couldn't drink... If she was kidnapped by some bad guy, she would have a miserable end...

I have to take her back... Aoi thought so and grabbed the back of Perlis's collar, ready to take her back -

Suddenly, the drunk and bubbly Perlis stretched out a hand and accurately grasped Aoi's wrist.

"Hey~ Hehe~"

The next second, her bloodshot eyes, which were shining with halos, suddenly met Aoi's eyes, and a brilliant smile appeared on her face:

"I...I know the way back by myself, I don't need anyone to help me, hehe~"

Aoi stared blankly at the bright smile on Perlis's face, and felt a little dull for a moment.

She let Perlis pass by her, stumbling and dancing on the dark street, mumbling those sentences mixed with laughter:

"Aoi...you are not allowed to betray me...you are not allowed to be like Carly...hehehaha...haha..."

Watching Perlis's floating figure gradually disappear into the distance, a rare trace of pity rose in his brown eyes.

What exactly happened in that competition?

"..."

Under the silver moonlight of Broken Misala, two dark shadows walked in the night, one floating in front and the other following behind.

"..."

After a long time, the moonlight gradually dimmed, and after the gray fog gradually filled the eaves, a pair of huge wings quietly spread out and looked at the street.

......

Testimonials

77 words, just enough to get the book on the shelf...

Fortunately, from the moment I chose to go the unpopular route and not cater to the market, I never thought about making money, but simply honed my abilities and character and wrote a story I like...

Otherwise this book should have been cut long ago...

But I still made it this far, didn't I? This book has been standalone for a very, very long time, and now there is a small circle of readers around the campfire listening to my story. This is magical, compared to the dark road I originally expected, this is a gift from fate.

Thank you for reading my text.

Thank you to all the friends who have supported me on my journey, and thank you to all the book lovers who have read my words.

I would also like to thank my editor, Sister Xizhu, for signing my non-commercial internal contract and providing me with a platform to constantly try and error and gain feedback, which is very important to me.

My creative philosophy has always been to hope that more people can appreciate the charm of words themselves, rather than the sensory stimulation brought by labeling and commercialization. This may be a bit naive, willful, or even unreasonable in this fast-paced era, but this is my most sincere hope.

I can say this with relative confidence, we speak with quality.

It doesn’t matter whether you make money or not, just have fun! If you’ve read this far, you should be able to clearly see that I’m getting better and better at writing, and I can guarantee that it will only get better in the future.

I will finish this book no matter what. Trust me, I won't cut it short. I have already written 77 free chapters. If I wanted to cut it short, I would have done it long ago.

As an ordinary young author who has always pushed myself to be an "artist" rather than a "writer", although my abilities are still immature, the childish obsession in my heart is still very strong.

I'll start with ten updates (there should be more, no less) to celebrate. It should be automatically posted at 16:0 on the th... It's the first time it's up on the shelves, so I don't quite understand it.

Since I have to maintain my studies and side jobs, I will update once from Monday to Thursday, and twice from Friday to Sunday. I will automatically update when the plot is tight or explosive, so that I can maintain the highest degree of continuity.

Then, I just now know there is such a thing as a rule for adding more chapters... I didn't know that before... I don't have a rough standard in mind, but I'll set one anyway:

One more chapter will be added for every 3000 fire tickets, and one more chapter will be added for every 30 monthly tickets. (Only for this period of time)

Everyone should do what they can. What brings us together is words, not money.

Of course, if you really want to give me money, I will definitely put it in my pocket while saying "no thanks".

After all, the more money I make, the more stable the material conditions will be to support me in continuing to write.

Although I don’t make much money now and my work is a bit hard, I firmly believe that what I do will be of great help in the future.

Isn't it a waste of talent for a child as lovely as Perlis to be confined to a book?

And if I don't have a sharp enough pen tip, and enough ink, how can I create a world worthy of her?

I have to help her pick the stars down anyway!

As always, as a scholar who doesn't know how to shout, I just hope that everyone can post more complaints and reviews, give me feedback, and be my mirror, so that I can know what people other than myself think about certain plots. If you have doubts, ideas or suggestions about the plot and want to discuss it, you can come to the book club (there is a group number in the comment area) to discuss with me. Those who have the same passion for writing are also welcome to come to the book club to make friends with me. I welcome them all.

I hope I can write books for the rest of my life, and there is still a lot of time left.

Come on, witnesses.

2) The End of the World (Part 6)

In the foggy morning, Perlis stood alone on the rocky beach at the edge of Baishui Town, looking at the coastline alone.

Layers of mist covered the entire east coast of Dila behind a curtain. The rising sun opened its eyes behind the curtain, but it seemed distorted, as if this rocky beach and the country it was in were a forgotten land.

This is the end of the world.

Baishui Town is located on the edge of the Admir continent. Leaving here and crossing the Dila Islands, there is an almost endless ocean beyond.

As for the so-called "other shore" of Panhai, only the largest skyships of the Federation could pass through the violent winds and waves of Panhai and reach the continent on the other side. According to the official statement of the Federation, it was a land with a harsh climate, no people, and no way to cultivate land, but it was just one person's opinion.

Perlis knew it was a lie.

She had seen it countless times in the fragments of her subconscious ocean. On the other side of the end of the world, there was a dark land, barren and lifeless, but by no means uninhabited.

At least that dark spire and the magnificent Great Wall are proof that civilization once existed.

And everything about the Hafrigad people is hidden there.

"..."

Looking at the other side of the fog, Perlis squinted her eyes hard, as if trying to see something through the grayness.

Suddenly, she seemed to see a small black dot looming on the coastline, floating up and down.

"Ok?"

Pearlis wiped her eyes gently, and when she looked carefully again, she found that the black spot had disappeared.

Could that be Immortalus? Perlis kept looking through the mist, but found that she could no longer see anything.

Gray fog once again filled the end of the world. Standing on the rocky beach, Perlis suddenly felt very cold.

......

At the port, Perlis gently put on her hood and blended naturally among the refugees on the Autumn Plain.

Following the flow of people, Perlis saw the three-masted sailing ship that she had seen last night, and the groups of refugees from the ship casting their eyes towards this side.

Most of them were still dressed like farmers, and they didn't carry much with them. As farmers, their most important asset was the land they could cultivate on the autumn plains. Farmers who left the land they depended on for their livelihood would lose almost everything except their families.

But at least, they survived the artillery fire from Thebeth, and this is probably the only motivation supporting them now.

However, the configuration of this three-masted sailing ship is not bad...Perlis looked carefully at the ship transporting refugees, and saw at a glance the blue reef standing on the bow and the two rows of cannon muzzles extending from the hull.

"Blue Reef".

This looks more like an armed force than a simple transport ship. Does it mean that there are still dangers on the sea? But it is unlikely that the Thebites will reach here...

Without thinking too much, Perlis followed the crowd onto the ship. After passing through corridors, she soon found a cabin on the upper deck.

She opened the cabin door with the key provided by Aoi and got in.

This cabin is not big, but it has everything: a medium-sized bed, a simple dressing table, and a separate bathroom. The cabin has no special decoration, but it also shows a sense of simple beauty.

The environment is unexpectedly good... This ship must have been taken care of by someone, which is a bit contrary to my imagination of the rough atmosphere of the sea... The person in charge of the decoration has quite good taste. Thinking so in her heart, Perlis threw her belongings on the bed and sat down in front of the dressing table.

She pinched her nose gently, and red arcs of electricity surged in her body, flowing through her nerves, repairing the slight tingling pain.

I actually drank last night...Perlis suddenly felt very sad, because in her impression, drinking and having a hangover were always things that bad kids would do.

I have become a strange bad boy without realizing it...

I must never drink again, absolutely not, no matter what excuses I make...Pollis patted her face lightly and vowed secretly to control herself.

No matter how many emotions you have, you cannot vent them in a way that harms your body.

Oh right...harm to the body?

Perlis carefully recalled yesterday's memories, looked at her hands, and suddenly felt the back of her hands a little soft, as if she had hit something.

According to Perlis's own guess when she woke up in the B&B this morning, she should have walked back to the B&B in a daze after drinking and fell asleep quietly. She used to get drunk as soon as she touched alcohol, but after her bloodline awakened, Perlis thought she should be able to withstand a little alcohol, so she chose to drink in an unfamiliar place - she could protect herself just by instinct.

But this feeling... Could it be that I hit something out of instinct last night?

Wouldn't it be that he was hurting someone else's body to vent his anger?

Perlis pinched her nose lightly, closed her eyes, and carefully sketched out pictures in her mind one after another.

Then she saw herself holding the revolver against the head of a man in a corset, who was uttering words in panic:

"The King of the Isles knows! The King of the Isles knows!"

"..."

Gradually, Perlis understood what she had done last night:

She personally killed a group of Dila thugs who wanted to take advantage of her drunkenness to rob her of her money and rape her!

Good thing she died... Perlis puffed up her cheeks slightly. As expected, a girl should pay attention to her personal and property safety when she is alone outside...

But I seem to have also obtained a series of intelligence about Immortalus? Perlis carefully sorted out the information and came to a conclusion:

A being called the Lord of the Isles knows how to get to Immortalus, the forgotten black island.

Who is that? As Perlis was wondering, a bell suddenly rang.

"Dang——dang——dang——"

Pearlis looked out the window and saw that the three-masted sailing ship was gradually moving away from the port and heading towards the sea.

Curiosity drove her to stand up, take small steps to open the cabin door, and walk towards the deck.

"Wow--"

A gust of sea breeze brought the sunlight and lifted up Perlis's pure white hair, causing her to unconsciously raise one hand to cover her eyes.

Sunshine, dazzling and warm sunshine.

"..."

Perlis slowly walked onto the deck and saw that the gray fog had dissipated, replaced by the azure blue sea illuminated by the sun and countless white seagulls flying close to the sea surface.

"Full sail!"

A clear shout attracted Perlis to look up, and she saw under the bright sky, three huge sails suddenly unfolded, and were blown inflated by the sea breeze, pushing the giant ship to cut through the waves and move towards the sea that was almost the same color as the sky.

At the top of the mast, a young man wearing a smart white shirt and a white headscarf was looking at the horizon.

The sound of waves, the shouts of sailors, and the creaking of the ship's wood create an atmosphere of fireworks on a ship at sea.

"call...."

The warmth brought by the sunlight gradually spread from Perlis's cheeks to her whole body, and also lit up a little light in her blood-red eyes.

Unable to help herself, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and the gloom on her face dissipated a lot.

......

2) The End of the World (Part 7)