Kill me again, Miss Witch

Seeing Xia Ya's look of anticipation, the witch was silent for a moment, and did not directly refuse.

Kuai stood up, looked around the vast hall, and then waved gently.

It was as if the Creator drew a picture scroll out of thin air with a magic pen. With the "cutscene" that Shaar was very familiar with, the scene of the whole hall slowly faded, and another space appeared before his eyes.

It was a library that was indescribably vast, with bookshelves embedded in the high walls on all sides, and countless books of all kinds were placed neatly and orderly.

Not only that, the ground is covered with a red carpet embroidered with gold silk patterns, and the carpet is full of books that have been read.

Miss Witch turned around and said softly, "I have read all the books here."

It was just a short sentence, but Xia Ya could hear the meaning behind the words.

What she meant was that in a life span as long as that of a god, she had read all kinds of books, and it was hard to find any stories that could interest her.

Is this questioning the crystallization of the wisdom of countless literary masters in another world for thousands of years?

Seeing how Miss Witch picked up a book without interest, walked back to the steps and sat down quietly, Char was not happy at that time.

With a writer's vest, he knows very well how scarce literary and artistic works are in this world.

"You may wish to make an evaluation after listening."

Xia Ya said.

Miss Witch didn't answer, her slender and fair legs were gently closed, she put the book she had just picked on her knees, and opened one of the pages with her head bowed.

Neither refused nor agreed.

Shaar looked around and there was no place to stay, so he simply sat cross-legged on the spot, surrounded by a pile of thick books.

"The story I'm about to tell is a fairy tale."

Xia's words were amazing.

The witch was still looking down at the book in her hand.

"A long time ago, there was a beautiful girl named Cinderella..."

......

at the same time.

Such a conversation took place in the personnel transfer department somewhere in the Tower of Judgment in the upper city of the capital.

"Master Rhodes, are you here to inspect the work?"

"Ah."

"Come in!"

"I remember that if you want to join the Tower of Judgment as an internal member, the most basic age requirement is 18 years old?"

"Yes, it is so."

"There is a special file here, take a look."

"Students from Norton College...except for their age, they have all reached the basic threshold. What do you mean, do you want to make an exception?"

"Ah."

"Okay, this subordinate will handle it now."

"It's enough to arrange a low-level inspector position for him. He is too young and needs to be tempered."

"understood."

......

The story of "Cinderella" is not long or short.

In fact, Char did not choose the original fairy tale version to tell, but chose Disney's live-action movie version, adding a lot of polish and emphasizing the love element in the process.

During the narration, he glanced at Miss Witch from time to time, secretly observing her reaction.

Xiaya has been silently counting how often she turns pages.

From the first ten seconds to turn the page, to turn the page once in 20 seconds, and then turn the page only half a minute later.

And from just now, nearly a minute has passed, and Miss Witch still hasn't moved, and still stays on the page she just read.

In addition, when talking about Cinderella's miserable life experience and her nickname of "Cinderella", Miss Witch raised her head inadvertently, but quickly covered it up.

Xia Ya was secretly happy.

If it was just the original fairy tale version, it might not be so attractive, but after adding adult elements, this is not just a fairy tale, but more like a serious counterattack story.

And when Shaar talked about the glass shoe, Miss Witch gave clear feedback on her actions for the first time.

She first lowered her head slightly, and glanced at her bare crystal feet, as if she was thinking about something.

But soon, she seemed to feel Xia Ya's gaze, and silently retracted her gaze.

Together with retracting the hem of the black skirt, there are also those snowy little feet.

"...Because the time was approaching twelve o'clock, Cinderella, who came back to her senses, recalled the fairy's instructions, and hurriedly lifted her skirt and wanted to leave the banquet, but was pulled by the prince before she left, and fell down accidentally. I fell and lost a glass slipper at the door."

"After returning home, daytime came, and Cinderella, whose magic had expired, returned to her former Cinderella appearance, and continued to be oppressed by her vicious stepmother and stepsister day after day."

Speaking of this, Xia suddenly stopped.

In fact, from a realistic point of view, the story may have ended here.

For Cinderella, that night was more like a fantasy dream. When she woke up from the dream, there were no fairies, no magic, and no crystal slipper.

There is only a dark future.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

Shaar lowered his head and spread his palms, a pool of black liquid slowly oozed out, and then under his control, it instantly condensed into a pitch-black one-handed sword.

He used 【Jhin】to condense a handful of interpreters, and waved it twice enthusiastically.

If he faced Angelica's Icespear Spear again, he would be able to shout "Starburst Airflow Slash" openly.

And the other side.

"..."

Feeling the long silence, Miss Witch raised her head, glanced at Shaar, and did not speak.

But the surrounding temperature has dropped a bit for no reason.

After all, everyone hates broken dogs.

After a while, seeing that Shaar still had no intention of continuing, the witch subtly clenched her fist.

In the end, she slowly closed the book in her hand and looked at the boy.

The witch asked softly, "What is the ending of the story?"

Sure enough, compared to the so-called gods, Miss Witch is more human in terms of behavior and personality.

Even, there is still a trace of accommodating towards Xia that neither of them noticed.

Shaar smiled, and withdrew the black long sword in his hand.

He spoke nonsense without shame: "Cinderella, because she was bullied by her stepmother and step-sister every day, and did heavy physical labor all year round, she aged very quickly and passed away within a few years."

"And His Royal Highness searched all over the city, but couldn't find the woman in his heart, so he never married and passed away in a depressed mood."

Miss Witch looked at him calmly.

"A very realistic story."

She commented in a cold voice.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that after hearing this fake ending, her tone became a little colder.

Shaar shook his head: "Actually, this story has a second ending."

"After the dinner, in order to see the girl of his dreams again, His Royal Highness mobilized the power of the whole city, using the crystal slipper that Cinderella left with him, to search for a girl who could wear it."

"After hearing the news, the two vicious step-sisters wanted to become the princess, so they cut off two toes and heels, and led the prince to the house."

"But they didn't hide it from His Royal Highness the wise prince."

"And just when he lost all hope and thought he would never see that girl again, he suddenly saw Cinderella Cinderella sweeping the dust in front of the fireplace,"

"Out of curiosity, His Royal Highness took out the glass slipper and asked her to try it."

"Under his gaze, Cinderella successfully put on the beautiful glass slipper, and admitted that she was the girl who danced with him that night."

"So, at the climax of this story, it ushered in a perfect answer."

"Since then, Cinderella entered the palace and became His Royal Highness's cherished wife, enjoying a lifetime of prosperity, wealth, and happiness."

Having said this, he raised his head and stared at the dazed Miss Witch.

For some reason, Xiaya thought of her unknown past. Although she is the ultimate villain that everyone in the whole continent is talking about, it is hard to say what kind of past she has.

Perhaps, it is not impossible to have some experiences similar to Cinderella.

After all, no one came to this world out of thin air. Even in the eyes of Shaar, who has the mentality of a time traveler, gods are nothing but extremely powerful humans.

Of course, these are mere guesses.

But looking at her current appearance, maybe it wasn't all Xiaya's wishful thinking.

He didn't know why he said these words.

"So, there is a perfect ending." Xia stood up slowly, took two steps forward, and slightly spread his left and right hands, "The difference is that people want to choose... which one is it?" ?”

Chapter 45 Agnes the Guilty

"Snapped!"

After a moment of silence, Miss Witch suddenly closed the book in her hand with a little force.

Her expression returned to the calm and coldness of the past, and the slight wavering that occurred when she was listening to the story just now has completely disappeared.

"There is no such thing as a prince, and there will be no perfect ending. Reality is reality." She raised her eyes to Xia Ya, her pink lips parted slightly, "Also, you should go."

After saying this, she raised her head inadvertently, and glanced at the top of the dark and deep palace.

Endless black mist rose there, and under Miss Witch's control, it seemed to be secretly confronting some kind of force.

But Xiaya didn't know this.

He stared blankly at the expressionless Miss Witch.

After saying so much earnestly and hinting so much, in the end it was taken away by such an understatement?

hateful.

Shaar thought angrily.

But since Miss Witch has spoken, he has no reason to stay here, so he nodded and said, "Then, please cast a curse on me."

The time spent in the palace today is not too short, and the outside world does not know how long it has passed.

The informant made an appointment with him in three days, maybe the time is getting close.

But unexpectedly, the witch took a look at him and rejected the request.

"The teleportation channel has been opened, this time you will leave from there."

Miss Witch stood up, walked to a nearby bookshelf, put the book in her hand back to the empty space, and said with her back to Shaar.

Xia Ya was stunned.

Although he expressed doubts about the fact that she could open the teleportation channel at will but could not escape the palace by herself, but he cared more about experience points.

Originally, he was currently suffering from the sequelae of [Explosive Dou Qi], and his combat power was greatly reduced. Coupled with the clues and conflicts about the "sun" that may come in the near future, Xia Ya has reached an unprecedented level of urgency to improve his strength at this moment.

He frowned: "Is there any inconvenience for you?"

"I said, get out of here."

The witch turned her back to him, turning her head slightly, revealing half of her side face, which was slightly covered by her long black hair, so she couldn't see her current facial expression clearly.

When he uttered these words, he even carried a trace of majesty.