The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

With the shout of Lawrence the Joker, something inexplicable fell from the sky above the magic circle.

Balloons, marshmallows, and all kinds of colorful smoke screens make the magic circle that was already out of sight become messy, just like a circus performing a circus in a festival.

And under the cover of these messy things, a surreptitious figure was sneaking underground, and the target was naturally Bridit who was bound by paralysis. For Lawrence the Joker, his goal has not changed from the beginning, to defeat the opponent in this test, the battle witch.

He is actually very self-aware, that the black masked man is a nasty character at first glance, there is no need to confront him head-on, as long as he takes this opportunity to kill the battle maiden. Under the premise that the opponent is paralyzed, coupled with the interference of his treasure, his chance of success is almost 100%.

The props hidden in his colorful **** are not as simple as they seem. Those balloons are all magic props that can explode. There are N spider web magic attached to the marshmallows. Each color smoke screen corresponds to a curse, even if it is not. The undead of life are not so easy to deal with these hidden props.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Unsurprisingly, his props worked. The explosions one after another were the best proof. Hurry up, before the opponent can react, sneak under the battle witch and kill her.

"Hehehe..." There was a silent smile on the ugly face hidden under the mask of Lawrence the Joker. He liked it best to deal with these guys who only rely on strength to fight. His life motto is "The mind is always more useful than the muscles", so his treasured colorful ball is characterized by being able to play a role in any terrain and in front of any opponent, and it can ensure that he has the ability to escape under any situation.

Observe the opponent's abilities first, and then choose relative tactics. Before he has a 99% chance of winning, he will never act rashly. This is his way of fighting.

It's near, it's near. According to the fluctuations of the magic circle's magic power, the battle maiden who was bound in the magic circle was a few meters in front of him...

"Exterminate the dragon and burst!" A somewhat exhausted voice sounded from the head of Lawrence the clown, followed by a black ball that swelled in front of his eyes, and then he didn't know anything.

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"Ah..." Ulysses, who was bored by those balloon bombs and sticky marshmallows, barely resorted to a dragon-killing and destroying sword-style dragon-killing explosion, but unexpectedly saw someone wearing a clown suit. The guy wearing a big red nose mask was blown out of the ground by him, and flew out sideways, all his clothes were blown up to black smoke.

This is not the end. It seems that this man has hidden a lot of things in his clothes, and the continuous explosions blow him up into the sky. It bursts with colorful light like fireworks launched into the sky, and it looks extraordinarily colorful in the black night sky.

Finally, a scorched black object that no longer looked like a human figure fell straight down from the air, made a dull sound, and disappeared into the world.

"This, is that the clown Lawrence?" Ulysses touched his head embarrassedly. He had only intended to remove those messy things with Dragon Slayer Blast, but he didn't expect that the clown Lawrence was actually at his feet, as if it was the place where he was inserted into the abyss.

In fact, the scope of the Dragon Slaying Burst this time was not large. In order not to hurt Bridit behind him, Ulysses deliberately controlled the black light wave coverage. Unexpectedly, the clown Lawrence was actually about one meter underground in front of him, so he was unlucky enough to be bombed out.

"It's that guy, that big red nose, and a bunch of insidious props on him. Here, only that guy will have these things." Toy bear nodded and said affirmatively.

Another piece of evidence is that as the hapless ghost disappeared, the colorful **** in the magic circle on the ground also disappeared. The magic circle that had lost its source of magic power no longer had its original effect and became a normal pattern.

However, although the cursed magic circle disappeared, the power of the curse seemed to remain on Bridet, making her unable to stand up.

"Woo...ah...ha..." Bridet was half-kneeling on the ground and panting, her delicate face full of unwillingness. However, the power of this curse is definitely not comparable to ordinary curses. Without the physique of Ulysses, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't quickly remove the power of the curse.

"Boy, go and help her." Teddy Bear looked at his flat limbs helplessly. Although there are quite powerful weapons hidden in it, it is really unreasonable for a teddy bear to do things like holding people. A little bit. It was originally developed as a combat puppet, and this function was not considered.

"I see." Although he was taken away by Bridget just now, Ulysses didn't mean any resentment. His presence in this place was purely accidental, and Bridt's misunderstanding was excusable.

Although the curse magic circle had disappeared, now Bridet couldn't even move his fingers, so he couldn't refuse Ulysses' kindness, and he was cautiously hugged under a big tree.

When she hugged Bridit with her hands, she seemed to feel a slight tremor in her body. It was not a resistance, but a little overwhelmed. Probably, she is rarely picked up like this.

"But... hateful... that clown..." Although it ended with Ulysses' victory, for Bridit, this was indeed a big defeat without a doubt. Had it not been for Ulysses by her side, she might have been completely defeated by the hateful clown Lawrence.

Although she is a very special existence in the battle witch, because of this, she hates defeat even more. Because if she fails, she will be pityed and loved by her sisters. Compared with ridicule and blame, this kind of love from the heart makes her feel more painful.

For some special reasons, she has always been taken care of by the older sisters among the witches. This time, it took a lot of effort to persuade the sisters to let her come here for the trial.

She wants to win, it won't work if she doesn't win. She wants to prove that even if she is unable to love or be loved for physical reasons, she can still get happiness with her own hands.

She wanted to let her gentle and generous sisters know that she was not an abandoned child, but a child who lived happily and happily under the care of the Miko sisters. So her treasure is a funny yo-yo, and her partner is a cute little bear. These are all representatives of her happy life.

She is not dissatisfied with her destiny at all, although she probably never knows what kind of life she is, nor can she feel love or anything. But it doesn't really matter, she cares more about the feelings of people who care about her than she does.

Therefore, she wants to win more than anyone. People who want to care about her see her smile and see her victory.

As a glorious battle maiden, and the 66th **** maiden, she doesn't forgive herself for making such a big mistake, she can't forgive it!

Get moving! Get moving! Get moving! Get moving! Get moving! Get moving! Get moving! Bridet almost forcibly ordered her disobedient body to wobbly stand up with a gesture that couldn't be more reluctant. This feeble posture seemed to be blown down by a breeze, but she still persisted and stood up with her greatest strength.

"Is it okay?" Ulysses asked worriedly about the toy bear who had been watching Bridget. Even he could tell that Bridget's condition is quite bad now.

"Don't underestimate the 66th **** witch, she didn't fall so easily." Toy bear was pleased to see that his master had returned to normal, although it was just a simple matter of standing up, but for those who were cursed with paralysis. For people, to do this means that the effect of magic has been dissipated by more than half.

One step, two steps, three steps, just like a child who just learns to walk, each step of Bridet seemed so difficult, but she still clenched her teeth and persevered.

With the movement of her footsteps, the sensations in various parts of Bridt's body gradually recovered, and her strength returned. She opened her hand and retracted the yo-yo that had fallen to the ground. Although it has not returned to its heyday, the basic operations should be fine. As a war maiden of the Supreme Cult, she is inherently strong against curses.

However, on the other hand, the emotions that could not be vented just now because of the body numbness also came up.

"Wow, I'm so ashamed, it's useless to report to my sisters like this. It's so easy to get caught in the trap. Am I still an unqualified battle maiden!" Bridet was so frustrated that he was lying on his stomach. On the ground, pounding the ground began to cry.

Large drops of tears fell from her pink and tender face, indescribably affectionate. Bridget at this time was just an ordinary girl who was frustrated by failure.