The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Hu da da da——"

Hearing the sound, he raised his head, and his sight only captured the remaining black shadows of a few white pigeons in the morning sun after they soared from the wires.

Presumably, the girl's figure must also be reflected in the pigeon's dark pupils.

"Ah... finally here!"

Padu stretched exaggeratedly and turned around with a signature smile:

"Are you tired after walking all day? Sister Kiana, are you going to have a rest?"

"I refuse." - Kiana should have said this.

The girl was very enthusiastic towards her along the way. To this day, she knows that she is probably a fool, but not that stupid... In other words, it is precisely because of that man as a precedent that she truly understands what "nothing happens" means. To show hospitality is to be either an adulterer or a thief."

The cat-eared girl is indeed very enthusiastic, but she always avoids something in the conversation, so that until I followed her to the apartment she claimed to have "rented", I still didn't understand her position and who was entrusted to come here. Looking for her...

Based on common rational analysis, Kiana should not have followed her in such a confused way. Moreover, the other party bought her a lot of food along the way. Although her physical fitness was not restored to its best condition, she could use her space power to complete the task within a few hundred meters. The space jump can still be done.

This feeling... the feeling of mobilizing power... is just a thought in my mind. The space within the surrounding visual range flows like water. Where are the weak points of space chaos suitable for tearing apart cracks, and where are suitable for condensing imaginary numbers? The excess space power of the barrier is clear and clear. There is no need to understand it. It is as if it is... and it is an innate ability...

It's really not difficult for her to escape. She didn't know how strong the cat-eared girl was, but since the purpose from the beginning was not to fight but to escape, she felt that no one should be able to keep her except Mikael, who also had the power of the sky.

But……

"Eh? Sister Kiana, you have a great appetite, right? Three meat buns are not enough... Oh! Okay, who told us, Padofelis, to be kind-hearted? Wait a moment, let's buy some more Shaomai fried dough sticks, tea leaves... Huh? Two more cups of soy milk with sugar? I want it cold... Oh, I understand, it needs to be hot! Sister Qiyana, I'll lend you these. Remember to pay attention!”

In any case, the reason why I have the strength to walk normally and use my powers is because of the care of the girl in front of me?

"Huh? You've already experienced that kind of thing, but you're still so gullible in trusting other people's good intentions."

Unsurprisingly, the voice of the Herrscher sounded in her mind, but Kiana did not manage money. This may be one of the few things that can be called good news at the moment - the Herrscher's consciousness of power has not yet fully awakened, and most of the time it just bubbles up and disappears...

But she's right.

But, but...

After more than ten seconds of silence, the girl responded to the Herrscher's complaint in her mind——

"However, she never kept accounts and never told me how much money she owed her..."

"Hey, Sister Kiana, you..."

It could be that he noticed the girl's silence, or that it was hard not to notice it. Paduo didn't urge him, he just held the heavy can, turned sideways, and looked at the girl behind him silently.

Then, before Kiana could express her decision, Pado spoke first:

"Well...well, if Sister Kiana doesn't want to come up with me, that's fine."

"?"

"Hey, we can't force you. Although the task assigned to me is to protect Sister Kiana, we are not good at fighting. If we really want to fight, you have to rely on yourself, Sister Kiana. In other words , Even if you want to run away, Sister Kiana, we can’t stop you!”

Kiana bit her lower lip, trying to find a trace of "lying" on the cat-eared girl's face.

But no matter how you look, all you get is a silly smile.

But compared to these, a certain word she just mentioned seemed more important and... harsh.

This is the first time the cat-eared girl mentioned her mission.

But, can what she tells herself be believed?

"Protect?"

Kiana pointed at herself expressionlessly.

"Yeah yeah."

Paduo looked bitter and shook his head very hard.

"When it comes to protection, from whom and how to protect, we don't know anything about it. But there is no way. This is the task Sister Mei gave me, cough cough!"

She cleared her throat, then lowered her voice and began to consciously imitate the other woman's tone:

"Little Pado, your mission is to go to Tianqiong City to find and protect the girl named Kiana. Hey, that's it... Well, wait, let me think about it carefully, I seem to have missed something. What."

The girl made a contemplative gesture - folding her hands in front of her chest, then raising her right hand, clasping her five fingers to support her gently drooping head. It seems that whenever contemplation is involved, everyone will invariably think of this action, perhaps due to Auguste Rodin's famous statue "Le Penseur".

Of course, with the level of knowledge of the two girls and a cat in front of them, they should not know what Auguste Rodin and "Le Penseur" are...

But Kiana knows another thing:

"How do you know I'm here... No, you just said Mei?"

"Ah? Yes, Sister Mei asked us to come."

Kiana scratched the dull hair on the top of her head. The communication between the two seemed smooth, but both she and Pado felt something "abnormal".

"Mei in your mouth means..."

"What Sister Qiana means by Mei is..."

The two spoke almost at the same time, and after realizing that "they had indeed made a mistake", they both changed their words and explained:

"Are we talking about...the same Mei?"

"Are we talking about...the same Mei?"

Their eyes crossed, and the two girls squinted their eyes, scratched their heads, and giggled in perfect agreement. The thoughts that were almost questioning at the beginning also quietly dispersed under this tacit understanding.

At least it subsided temporarily.

Finally, as if he couldn't bear the awkward atmosphere, Paduo spoke first:

"Anyway, Sister Kiana, come to my rented house to rest for a while. And oh, I need to take a bath. We also slept in a trash can a long time ago. Although it was a long, long time ago, as long as I think about it, It’s a dirty, smelly, and small place that makes me feel a little uncomfortable.”

The corners of Kiana's mouth raised because of the silly smile gradually smoothed away. Unconsciously, the girl who had never been good at using her brain began to use the unique and only human talent - thinking.

"It shouldn't matter. Even if the goodwill shown by the other party along the way is all fake, as long as I have one second of reaction time, my power is enough to escape in front of people except Mikael. The space power can sense the surrounding space. Under the circumstances, the possibility of being beaten with a black stick should not exist. The so-called ether and other methods also require multiple breaths to be effective... Therefore, as long as this girl is not under the command of Mikael, it should not be possible in fact. If it is true, If it was Mikael, he would have appeared directly in front of me and taken me away..."

A series of thoughts gave a girl whose IQ was about the same as a paramecium the illusion that "it turns out I have a brain," so she nodded and accepted the invitation from the cat-eared girl.

There is an Eight Immortals table on one side of the apartment building door. A lean old man is sitting behind the table, wearing reading glasses, holding a newspaper in one hand and touching the white stubble on his dark cheeks with the other. At the sound of footsteps, he pressed down the wrist holding the newspaper, retracted his chin, and stared at the two girls who walked into the apartment in an almost "leaning forward" and "rolling his eyes" posture.

After taking some time to identify, the old man said softly "Oh" and recognized one of them - although it was winter, everyone was wearing thick clothes, but no matter where they went, they would cover their heads with huge black hoods. , it is rare to see a beautiful girl holding a cat that is as round as a pig in her arms.

Anyway, in all his sixty-five years of life, the old man only saw this one person.

"It's Pado!"

"Yes, old man, have you fixed the things I asked you to fix before going out in the morning?"

"Ah, water heaters are like this. When they are difficult to repair, they can't be repaired. But when they are easy to repair, it doesn't take much effort."

"Uh... old man, all... ah, no, most things are like this, right?"

The yellowed whites of his eyes were stirring, and the old man's vision seemed a little blurry at that moment.

"Oh, really. No matter what..."

He put down the newspaper, loosened the scarf around his collar with one hand, spread his other hand on the table, and said softly:

"Remember to pay the maintenance fee."

"I know, how much?"

The old man curled up four fingers, only curling up his index finger into a hook shape.

"Seize the young master?"

"Nine...ahem! Nine hundred!"

"Snapped!"

Padu paused while taking out her wallet. Before the old man could react, she slammed the table:

"Smelly old man, you just made up this number, right?"

"Nonsense! We all clearly mark the price and deal fairly! How could it be made up!"

"Then show me where your clearly marked price is!"

"Uh...ahem, you can also choose not to pay, and one month's share will be deducted from the prepaid rent."

"Don't change the subject, stinky old man! You first tell us where your price tag is! Wow, wow, wow, I'm warning you! We know a lot of big brothers and sisters! Especially my eldest brother is very powerful! If you cheat me like this, Believe it or not, I can call them over and bring them justice!"

"Hey! Give back to brother, sister, boss? Look what this button is! Believe it or not, the Terrorist Mobile Team will be here in ten minutes!"

"Nonsense! We have inquired about this a long time ago. The Terrorist Mobile Team will not care about such minor civil disputes at all!"

Watching the girl she just met today bargaining noisily with the lean old man, in the past... it must have been a very annoying situation... No, considering her past personality, Kiana felt... pounce Going up and fighting the profiteer old man together with the cat-eared girl was probably the choice that my past self would have made.

But now, as she gently stroked the can that the cat-eared girl had temporarily entrusted to her because she needed to get her wallet, she felt a strange feeling brewing in her heart.

It's just a pity that she has always been stupid and her language organization skills are not very good. Hmm... Guys who like to make noises are not necessarily good at talking, they are just good at making noises. For some reason, after everything happened, the girl was able to face everything about herself.

If it had been earlier...would the ending have been different?

The girl's thoughts gradually drifted to a place that she couldn't grasp, and the only response to her was nothingness.

Following the original direction of her consciousness, she got nothing, whether it was specific pictures, sounds, smells, or words, nothing.

She tried to change the way her brain worked to get out of that "nothing" state.

She tried to describe that emptiness, so she saw the dry river bed and the courtyard covered with weeds between the blue-gray stone bricks...

"Okay, deal!"

The cat-eared girl's loud voice brought her back to reality. Kiana saw her slap a thin banknote on the table, and then slowly push it towards the old man at the other end of the Eight Immortals table by bending down.

The old man's short eyebrows were furrowed, and his bulging eyes behind his reading glasses were staring directly at the girl... the banknotes pushed towards him.

He slowly raised his skinny right hand, which was full of veins, and gently placed his index finger, middle finger and ring finger on the banknote. The not strong force smoothed out the wrinkles on the banknote just right, but not yet. As for hitting the Eight Immortals table, it made a short "do" sound.

But there was a tacit understanding that the girl, the old man and the banknotes were completely still at this moment.

Kiana scratched Can Can's chin for no apparent reason, and Can Can couldn't help but let out a cry of pleasure:

"Meow!"

The sharp meow seemed to be like a "starting gun", and the girl and the old man on both sides of the Eight Immortals table held their breath for a while.

The cat-eared girl stood on tiptoes, her buttocks under the black robe sticking out high. Kiana could clearly see something strange stirring under the robe - could it be that she was pulling too hard... uh...

Although the old man was sitting steadily, the muscles on his face were trembling violently, and the veins on his forehead protruded from under the skin. It was hard to imagine that such an ordinary and thin old man could have such a ferocious side. The first joints of the three fingers pressing on the banknote are sunken backwards. The finger bones are different, and the three fingers that were originally neatly connected have become uneven because of this sunken. In addition, due to excessive exertion, his little finger was curled up against the palm of his hand, his thumb was tilted back towards his chest, and a tendon connecting the back of his finger to his wrist was stretched against the skin.

"Huh--"

"snort--"

"嚓——"

"Ah!! My money!!!"

…………

"Bang——"

"Whoa-pop!"

"Yeah! Even though the old man has a bad heart, he did a good job! The water heater has been repaired. Sister Kiana, let's take a bath first... um... As for clothes, Sister Kiana has a similar figure to us. Why don’t you feel aggrieved and use ours first?”

"Thanks……"

"Hehe! Sister Kiana, let's wash it first, and let's go pick out clothes for you!"

The girl skipped out of the bathroom, not forgetting to close the door with her tail.

Kiana's eyes fell on the closed door, then she looked up at the chandelier, and finally slowly took off her clothes.

"Wow——"

The sound of water echoed in the small bathroom again, because Pado had already drained the water before. Kiana tested it with her fingers. The water temperature could not be said to be warm, but even a little too hot.

Turning the valve, she waited until the water temperature dropped slightly before she stepped in.

It's not that I'm not used to showering. Bathing in a bath is certainly comfortable, but if it's not your own bathtub, it would be a bit...but the filthy girl doesn't seem to be qualified to start this.

It wasn't until she saw the clear water dripping from her body flowing into the sewer in a dark gray form that she realized how dirty she was after lying in the trash can for three or four days.

It’s hard to believe that Pado has never disliked her before...

Maybe she is really a good person...

Kiana tried to believe in the so-called beauty for the last time.

Sighing slightly, she raised her head and faced the shower, letting the warm water wash away her dirty face and long hair.

The long hair that hung down to her knees became heavier with water, pulling her head back further.

"So comfortable..."

Suddenly, a calm voice reminded her, which caught her off guard and almost drank the bath water——

"Huh? Is it Pado who comes to see you? Why did Mei let her come..."

"Eh?"

Kiana glanced at the squad leader who suddenly appeared in the small bathroom, meditating in the posture of "Le Penseur", then looked down at her naked body, and the corners of her mouth gradually opened to both sides:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh-"