The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

what a beautiful Jasmine Flower

Fragrant and beautiful

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Charles, who had regained consciousness from the coma of his soul, felt the fresh and elegant fragrance of jasmine lingering around him.

In the few years that he came into this world, Charles seldom smelled the scent of this jasmine flower, which was mainly grown in the South.

Then he found himself on a bouncy pillow.

At the same time, a ticklish vibration came from his head.

Opening his eyes, Charles found that he was enjoying the legendary knee pillow, and the silver-haired girl who was putting him on the pillow was reaching out and scratching the corner of his head.

"Master Anji?" Charles shouted in surprise.

"Hmm!" An Qi stretched out her hand and poked Charles' forehead, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Charles replied.

"Just now, I'm sorry." An Qi said while stroking Charles' hair.

"It doesn't matter, no one wants something like that to happen." Charles said, "I know you are doing it for my own good."

"Ah..." An Qi gently pinched Charles' face, "I don't have the face to see my mother and sisters now."

Charles smiled and shook his head.

Just now, An Qi planned to let the broken godhead fuse into Charles' body, making him Charles' "plug-in accessory". Because this broken godhead retains a trace of the memory of the battle before his fall, which makes him have a strong repulsion instinct, and it is difficult to perfectly integrate with the human soul, so it is just appropriate to make it an "attachment". Charles himself agreed to this operation.

However, the accident still happened, and Charles didn't even want to integrate the broken godhead into his soul, but the broken godhead drilled into Charles' soul by himself.

An Qi, who had never been exposed to this kind of operation, was at a loss. She knew how to make plug-ins, but she was not proficient in soul matters.

Then Charles, who found that he was being robbed, called Reimu to the rescue without hesitation.

Although Reimu complained that the spiritual priesthood was super difficult, he said that it was just too much trouble, and he didn't say that he would not deal with such a problem.

Finally, after a wave of his operations, the trace of memory and consciousness left in the broken godhead was stripped and taken away by him, and the broken godhead was integrated into Charles' soul, while leaving behind a bill for the power of faith.

"Giving you such a big benefit, you must have to spend a little more manual labor." He finally said this.

This bill was left in Charles' soul. Looking at the string of numbers and interest on it, Charles wanted to cry, but he would rather not use this plug-in.

Then Charles went wild because of this wave of operations. The power of belief gathered by those believers is full of various negative impurities, so Reimu dislikes it. At the same time, they are gathered in Charles' body, and it is not an option to keep them. Therefore, he had to borrow some of the greatest spiritual power he could bear from An Qi, convert the power of faith into magic power through the ability to break the Godhead, and then "return" it all to those believers.

After using the mental power beyond the limit of the soul's load because of his inexperience, Charles fell into a double protective coma of mind and body.

At present, Charles only regained consciousness with the help of An Qi, and now they all appear in Charles' conscious space in the form of consciousness, and Charles' body is still sleeping due to excessive consumption.

Seeing the depressed expression on An Qi's face, Charles stretched out his hand and squeezed it lightly, saying, "Then I will punish you for not having breakfast tomorrow."

An Qi smiled and pinched Charles' ears, "I haven't had breakfast in 1917 years."

Charles was inexplicably distressed. This girl died with the enemy when she was about the same age as her niece in her previous life. I wonder what kind of life she lived when she became a servant of God, and whether she had the same inexplicable problems as her mother. Open knot.

"Don't look at me with this expression." An Qi rubbed Charles' face. In the consciousness space, Charles' handsome face was complete, so he didn't have a mask.

Charles grabbed An Qi's hand and said, "When I have enough faith, I will ask the God of War to help you rebuild your bodies, and then I will invite you to dinner."

Then he stretched out his hand and pinched An Ji's nose again, "Of course, you can only watch us eat."

An Qi slapped off his funny hand, and then she regained her majesty as the spokesperson of the gods, and said in a majestic voice: "You are the first time in 1917 years to be so rude to me. people."

Charles also replied earnestly, "Maybe it's because I've seen you fall on the ground twice."

"Humph!" An Qi pouted, "I'll ignore you, I'll go first."

After she finished speaking, she left Charles' conscious space.

Charles, who was alone in the space of consciousness, scratched his head habitually, and then touched the horn on his head that had just grown from the activation of the demon bloodline when he merged with the broken godhead, which made him smile bitterly.

Fortunately, he discovered this problem from the beginning, so before Reimu left, Charles asked him to help him solve the horn on his head.

Reimu, who had just written the bill at the time, changed a few numbers on the bill again~www.readwn.com~ and then helped him install a one-click form conversion function.

At that time, Charles planned to let him help him get his nose out, but he said: "I am only familiar with the soul, not the body structure. You have to find life or light for this matter. In case I remove your nose If you do it like a pig, don't you have to cut it off and grow a new one?"

In the end, he had to continue to choose to follow Yili Lubai all the way to the Elf Royal Court.

Soon after, Charles felt that his body had regained some strength, so after he hid the horns on his head with one key, his consciousness returned to his body.

First, bursts of tingling pain and soreness hit him, and the dark wounds in every muscle in his body that were left due to the excessive magical load erupted at the same time, causing him to tremble a few times subconsciously.

At this moment, a hint of orchid scent penetrated into his nostrils mixed with the smell of blood, burnt and earth in the air.

"Sister." Charles found himself on Elizabeth's lap this time, and she was gently stroking his hair.

"Are you awake?" Elizabeth asked hurriedly, "is there anything uncomfortable?"

"My whole body hurts." Charles answered truthfully.

"I'll treat you again." Elizabeth said to Charles, "You take a rest first, and we'll go out later."

Then the green light started from the top of Charles' head and shrouded his feet.