Unlimited Seeing

"The Great Sin Secretary?"

Under Qin Mo's reminder, Emilia had known that the Witch Cult might come to attack herself, but she didn't expect it would come so soon.

And among them, there is actually a teacher who takes the name of the big sin.

"Yes! Noble witch!"

The voice of Pettchius' excitement reached Emilia's ears.

"I'm not a witch." Emilia lowered her head, as if she was defending something.

"No... witch? Why do you think you are not a witch? Why, why, why, why?"

"Crack!"

He bit the last finger of his right hand.

"Oh! Didn't look into my eyes! You are lying!"

There was a cheerful expression on Pettchius's face.

"If you are not a witch! How could you have this look! How could you have this beauty!"

"Everything is the witch's choice!"

He poked his finger to his temple and grabbed it firmly, his skin cracked and blood leaked from it.

Emilia kept hanging her head, without lifting it up.

Why is only oneself a silver-haired half-elf?

Does he really have anything to do with the jealous witch?

The silver-haired half-elf girl sometimes asks herself this way.

The more I don't want to believe it, the more desperately I want to suppress this idea.

The more this idea will appear in my mind from time to time.

Hearing Pettchius's crazy words, Emilia shook like never before.

"You are just escaping from the reality you don't want! Constantly escaping, escaping, escaping, escaping, evading, escaping!"

Pettigius grabbed Emilia's silver hair, lifted her head, and brought her bloody face to Emilia's eyes.

"But, witch! Escape is not allowed."

"You are the witch! This is your reality! This is the meaning of your existence!"

Is this really your own reality?

"No! Lord Emilia is definitely not a witch!"

Just when the silver-haired half-elf felt desperate, Rem's firm voice came to her ears.

"Rem!" Emilia looked at the blue-haired maid tenderly, her blue and purple eyes filled with emotion.

When in the mansion, Emilia once wanted to be friends with Rem and Ram. However, these two people only maintained the superficial respect for themselves, in fact they didn't care about themselves at all, and she even noticed that Rem had a slight hostility towards her.

Now that Rem could say such a thing, Emilia was moved.

"Master Emilia doesn't have the breath of a witch at all!" The blue-haired maid looked at Pettigius with disgust.

Obviously Rem only wanted to protect Emilia silently, waiting for Qin Mo's arrival.

But seeing Emilia's desperate and helpless eyes, she felt very unpleasant and couldn't help but began to refute Pettigius.

Why did it become like this?

Rem remembered Emilia's warm embrace when she fell into the dragon cart before, and hugged her tightly.

Emilia-sama, very gentle, Rem's face turned red slightly.

"No pampering? Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! Why is this? Why, why, why, why and why?"

"Crack!"

Pettigius began to chew the fingers of his left hand.

"Indeed, indeed, indeed, indeed, indeed, indeed, incredible, unstable, uneasy, incomprehensible... In this situation, the trial is coming..."

"Crack!"

"Trial?"

"Trial! That's right! It's a trial! As long as she passes the trial, she can become a real witch! Ahhhhhhh! How wonderful!"

Pettitius fell into suspicion on his own, and then answered it himself.

"This is the instruction of the gospel!"

"This is love love love love love love love love--"

"You must obey the gospel! Be given love! You must repay with love!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah-the brain is shaking!"

Excited under the circumstances that ordinary people could not understand, Pettigius began to have a nosebleed.

Then when the nosebleed came to his mouth, Petichius licked it off with his tongue, his tight face relaxed, and the whole person exuded a breath of intoxication.

"Master Emilia is not a witch, please stop at it, Master Qin Mo is coming." Rem has already smelled Qin Mo's breath and should be coming soon.

"Master Qin Mo, who is it?" Pettigius imitated the blue-haired maid's girly voice.

"Master Qin Mo is the first knight of Master Emilia." At this moment, Rem has no longer had the tension before, but relaxes.

"Knight? Knight! Ahhhhh! The knight is great! Humility! Honesty! Mercy! Heroic! Justice! Sacrifice! Honor! Soul!

Petitqius was so excited that his body was bent back, his head almost touching the ground.

"However, it is laziness to be unable to protect the knight you love!"

He straightened his body with reaction force like a bow.

Pettigius patted his hand, and a witch cultist appeared in front of him immediately.

"Inform other people immediately, clean up the traces around, avoid exposing our existence, in order to deal with possible attacks." His attitude is unprecedented calm, his voice is unprecedented calm.

Once the Witch Cult is hidden, it is difficult to find, which is why they have been able to jump until now.

"So, then, so, so, so, what about now?" Pettitius returned to his previous madness again, "Master Qin Mo can't find you anymore!"

"I have found it, Witch Cultist!" Rem smiled.

Emilia also seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief, relaxing her body and lying on the rock wall.

"It seems to be here." Pettitius turned his head stiffly.

"boom------"

The powerful impact sent a half-dead witch cultist to Pettchius' feet.

"Sorry, it shouldn't be too late for me to come!" Qin Mo slowly walked in from the entrance.

"It's too slow, Master Qin Mo!" Although she said so, there was joy in the blue-haired maid's voice.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ---- awesome!"

"Knight! A knight! A knight exuding a frightening atmosphere!"

"I found it in such a short time! You are diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent, diligent!

"You can't go wrong, you are a believer of love!"

Pettigius was cheering for his enemies, he didn't even glance at the dead men under his feet.

"So, then, so, so, so, the knight must have come to save his princess, right?"

Pettchius stood between Rem and Emilia, with a radiance of love on his face.

"Are you trying to save the blue-haired princess? Or the silver-haired princess?"

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