The witch who hunts the magical girl will not be killed in return

It's already past seven in the evening. If I don't go back, the "beast" at home will be in trouble.

▼

On the other side, the lark has found the butterfly with broken wings.

At this moment, the butterfly with broken wings really looked like a wilted butterfly, its wings limply hanging to the side, and it was too weak to even raise its eyes.

“Sister…!”

The lark hurriedly put clothes on her, tears streaming down her face, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... It's me... It's my fault..."

"Do not blame you."

Broken Wing Butterfly stood up with her help. Even in his weak state, he was still very elegant. He touched his sister's head and said, "It will be good to learn this lesson in the future."

She looked at the bright moon in the sky, and something in her mind suddenly became clear.

-

Just half an hour before the lark arrived.

"Big sister, tell me the truth, have you fallen in love with me?"

The female ghost's smooth body was pressed against the big sister's. The sweat had not yet dried, and it looked slippery, fragrant, hot, and glowing white.

The elder sister turned her head away and whispered, "Who would treat someone like you..."

"Oh? Really? You know it in your heart. Anyway, since you can't even defeat Ariel, forget about revenge against me. I think you should just give up."

The female ghost began to put on her clothes and socks, saying, "Don't think about looking for me everywhere in the future. Isn't it better to just wait for me to come and pamper you? It will be safe and comfortable."

"You have such a bad character that I am speechless for saying such things."

"It's true. I admit it."

The female ghost shrugged, but the clothes she had just put on slipped off again.

"Well~~ Actually, when I approached Lark to duel her, she refused."

Only when it heard the lark's topic did the broken-wing butterfly react.

"But I said that as long as she is willing to fight me, if she wins, I will cut ties with you. And even if she loses, I will tell her what I did to you in the past, and she agreed immediately."

Luo You told the story of the lark's cooperation with her, but she kept part of it to herself.

But this was enough to cause great turmoil in the Broken-Winged Butterfly's heart.

!! ?

The Broken Winged Butterfly found some strength from somewhere and stood up. "What did you say!?"

Lark, she is——

On purpose! ?

Luo You was just about to put on the other sock when he suddenly thought of something.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I'll leave this for you as a souvenir."

As he said this, he took off the shoe that he was already wearing.

Before he could utter the word "no need", Elela in front of him said:

"Your sister is pretty good. She cares so much about you and supports you unwaveringly... I really want to win her over to my side.

My target next time will be her. If you have the ability, come and try to stop me."

"wait--!"

Luo You left.

No matter how much the Broken-Winged Butterfly wanted to say something harsh, it could only sigh in despair.

-

Time returns to the present.

The broken-winged butterfly returned to its bed with the help of the lark.

Even in this state, she still did not forget her responsibilities as an older sister. She first comforted her sister's mental state to a safe level before resting alone.

"..."

She looked at her own reflection in the window and couldn't help but reach out and touch the familiar yet unfamiliar person in the reflection.

Elera hasn't changed, she's still the same irritating bitch.

The only person who has changed is herself.

Why... Why...

"Why did I become a resentful woman who is unwilling to face the past and desperately wants to seek revenge on the other party..."

The Broken-Winged Butterfly couldn't help but sigh.

35. Imparting experience? Impossible

Early next morning

dong dong——

"Sister, how is your recovery going?"

"Well, much better."

Through the frosted glass door of the bathroom, the sound of bathing could be heard from inside. The thin figure of Broken-Wing Butterfly leaned against the wall, washing the traces on his body.

Yesterday the female ghost was so cruel, she really imitated a bee and stung wherever I felt sensitive. The marks left by the stings were very difficult to clean.

"Lark, you need to adjust your condition. Yesterday, there were two invasions of alien beasts from other dimensions. They will become more and more frequent in the future."

"Then elder sister, you..."

"I'm fine, I just failed again."

click

The broken-winged butterfly opened the door and came out, its exposed body covered with water droplets, and those traces that were too embarrassing to show to others had been washed away, but the lark did not dare to look directly at her.

Listening to the rustling sound of clothes behind her, she knew what would happen next. If she did something wrong, she would always be punished.

On the surface, she sold her soul to Elera in order to help Broken Wing Butterfly win the duel against the Gray Witch, but in the end she ended up hurting Broken Wing Butterfly.

This needs to be punished.

Just hanging him up and whipping him is not enough, he may have to endure even more severe punishments...

Unexpectedly, after Broken Wing Butterfly put on her clothes, she asked, "Do you think you have a chance of winning against Elera now?"

Lark looked up and thought blankly, "....There is no possibility at all."

"Then keep up the good work. Magic will continue to improve over time. One day in the future, we will definitely be able to reach that place."

The magic at the fingertips of the broken-winged butterfly appears and disappears, full of murderous aura.

In the past, when magical girls faced Elera, they were basically defeated miserably and ended up in bed without knowing how.

Even though he was the tenth seat, he still lost because he had too little experience in fighting against her.

To use a better analogy, Broken-Winged Butterfly feels that Elera is similar to the mechanism monster in the game. You cannot defeat her by fighting normally, and you must obey the mechanism set by the game for this BOSS.

For this purpose, the magical girls have to give it their all many times, and explore it bit by bit, before they can figure out this mechanism.

Now Broken-Winged Butterfly has gradually figured out some methods to deal with Elera, and will have to review the experience with Xingyu and the others to further improve it.

besides......

[Xingyue, was she really given... by Elera?]

The butterfly with broken wings doesn't know what it is expecting.

If it is true, then Xingyue and Elera have fought each other. Even if Xingyue lost, with Xingyue's strength, she most likely defeated Elera. As long as Xingyue's experience is combined, defeating Elera is not a luxury.

"Sister, aren't you angry?"

The lark's low question brought her back to reality from her imagination.

"It's nothing. I was the one who caused the trouble and dragged you into it. I should be the one to say sorry to you."

If you say that you have done nothing wrong in this matter, you are just evading responsibility.

We must learn from this lesson and defeat Ariel first, and then give Elera to...!!

The Broken-Winged Butterfly was suddenly stunned when he thought of this.

Oh no, I’m starting to think like a magic woman again.

"At this stage, we must focus on the tide of the Sea Boundary and not think about anything else. Do you understand?"

"clear."

"I see you don't quite understand. Now write 10,000 words about how to deal with the tides in the Boundary Sea. When I come back, I'll go find Xingyue."

“Ten thousand words—!?”

..........

..........

"Waiting for you for a long time."

Xingyue stood up from the seat reserved for the Broken-Winged Butterfly, and walked slowly to the Broken-Winged Butterfly, swaying her body like a bird.

"So, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"How on earth did you defeat Elera seven years ago? Tell me."

"....What did you hear from Elera?"

Her eyes were half closed, her lips and teeth were slightly exposed, and her elegant body fragrance was mixed with a hint of green grass, like the fragrance of early spring after the rain, refreshing and refreshing.

"I don't care whether you won or lost at that time. I just want to know the experience you summed up after the battle with Elera."

The Broken-Winged Butterfly raised its eyes unconsciously, staring at Xingyue like a hawk, "You have it, right? If it were you, you would definitely force Elera to reveal all her cards."

To be honest, Xingyue's heart did skip a beat.

I have a lot of experience in dealing with Elera, but I can't teach it to others...

Those are things that cannot be taught.

She let Elera fool around just because she couldn't stop her, but if she taught this experience to other magical girls and made Elera happy, then she would really be a cuckold.

"Ugh...."

"What are you sighing for?"

"I'm just wondering, why do you all have to think this way?"

Xingyue's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her calm and confident face was filled with disappointment.

"You are all too obsessed with Elera now. Let me tell you straight, at least in the future I foresee, you have no hope of defeating Elera. Even if I tell you, what will happen? Are you going to challenge Elera again?"

"Varied--"

The Broken-Winged Butterfly's face was full of surprise, and its sweat-soaked hair stuck to its forehead and behind its ears.

She didn't expect Xingyue to say that.

"Whether it's you and Lark, or Xingyu Liyun, you've all lost your sense of proportion. When the tide of the Boundary Sea comes, you should pay attention to the other side of the Boundary Sea instead of thinking about how to defeat Elera."

When she came to her senses, Xingyue's hand was already on her shoulder, and Xingyue's voice echoed in her ears.

The voice of Xingyue echoed in my ears. "Broken-winged butterfly... Forget about Elera first and think about your responsibilities as the Tenth Seat once again."

The ending note is like a vague dream, disappearing along with the stars and the moon.

By the time the Broken-Winged Butterfly was organizing the words in his mind, there was no one left behind him.

boom!

She pounded her fist on the chair in frustration.

"......I want to, too! But she said the next target is the lark...what can I do!"