Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

In the clean cold air of the morning, the teenager knelt down to the ground. After the daughter became a corpse, the killer who still insisted on guarding lay in the ground motionlessly. The earth sucked up the blood, and the sad smell was scattered in the morning light.

"When do you feel hurt there?"

The lack of enthusiasm asked a bit of cruel taste.

There is no sigh and sentiment, the voice of a young man who takes it for granted.

The red-haired witch is no longer sitting on the rock pile, but the black-haired red pupil beautiful boy with the knight costume exudes the noble power.

Adjusting the muscles of the face, back and waist, not only the feminine body lines, but also the center of gravity is more in line with the female posture. Then, with a little effort on the hair color and vocal cords, no one can see through the witch's disguise.

Techniques that are harder to see than phantom magic, and that calm call failed to cause the young chestnut to respond, with both hands on the ground, tears flowing down the cheeks and falling to the ground.

"You started from..."

The voice bursting out of the abdomen contained emotions of grief for others and anger for others, because the emotion was extremely intense and was choked by choppy, but the red pupil could understand what he wanted to express.

"Not from the very beginning, it wasn't until the last week that the rough outline became clear."

Walking between Roland and the body, Li Lin said:

"Then, it was you who made the reservation for you today. In the end, you were still so naive that you could only make your own decisions."

"You guy...too much!!"

Using anger as fuel, Roland jumped up and grabbed the opponent's collar. The indifferent gaze face was reflected on the purple eyes.

"Really... when will you learn to act without impulse?"

A black hair pierced Roland's back neck and pierced the acupuncture point precisely. Roland had a rage but couldn't move.

"It’s been said many times. Before you start, you have to judge the situation and do the same."

"You know everything about her...Do you want me to kill her?!"

"In terms of results, this is the best."

There is no room for emotional involvement, Li Lin's words are like metal.

Not for social order, ethics, propaganda hype, responsibility consciousness, or political transactions, only personal experience of "who have to kill", "to save more people, you must kill a small number of people"-these Roland will only grow when things are experienced by Lenado Dalk. It will be closer to the form that meets the needs. For Li Lin. This is far more important than the previous things.

However, Roland did not kill Gulinda.

He was also thinking of salvation, giving aid and salvation to an incurable murderer, a mother with only phantom in his eyes.

"In a world where the priest who promotes good manners will also take up weapons to kill people, are you going to live on this childish naive belief? Don't you die?"

Hear this sentence. Roland's head made a crackling noise. He gritted his molars and said:

"You person...!!!"

Regardless of tone or argument. Li Lin is extremely correct, as correct as truth.

Goodwill and redemption are a naive and beautiful act, but sometimes it even makes people ignore the cruel reality. Regardless of everything, it doesn't matter if you pay a great price, but these efforts and enthusiasm ultimately end in vain.

"The result takes precedence over everything. If you want to be good or hypocritical, you must also produce the corresponding results. Otherwise, it is worthless."

That sentence contained near-absolute power. After the demon detached from the neck, the words alone made it difficult for Roland to move.

There is no room for rebuttal.

Gulinda is crazy, using illusions to cover up the facts and commit countless crimes. No matter where she is, she will be judged to have died and she must be eliminated.

"But even then, the guys who forced her to the corner and had to go crazy, and you who forced her to death, is justice?!"

Before sentencing Glinda to death, why didn't she think that she was only a mother who loved her children?

If there is no series of accidents, it is really just a normal mother. Living a normal life every day, growing up with her husband Aitinnu, slowly growing old, and ushered in the end of the journey surrounded by rocking chairs and grandchildren.

Before most people were sentenced to murder under the rule of justice, why can't they think about this?

"You are right, it really cannot be called justice."

Returning to Salome, hug Roland's body gradually recovering from the paralysis and hug his chest, arms around his back and thighs respectively-the so-called princess hug posture.

Even because most people feel relieved about the death of "Jack the Ripper" and the victims who lost their families feel a little comfort, there is still a question about this behavior itself and even the justice of positioning, so-

"As a reward for starting to think independently for you, I promise you that you will no longer humiliate the undead of the mother and son and will arrange a secret funeral."

"Wh..."

"However, for your back talk, I still have to punish, the content of the punishment...um."

After pretending to ponder for a few seconds, the cheeky smile responded to the alarm of "bad things" in Roland's body.

"Nah...Roland, hurry up and choose one of the girls next to you to break through? Use the body of the young girl to bid farewell to virginity and give special permission. If you can't do it, I have to use the means of a mature big sister Come teach. You. One. Next. Next. Oh~?~~~~"

Not only is the hard-hearted and cold-hearted, but also the father-in-law who is completely black said so.

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(What does it mean to find one to break the place?! That black-bellied, ghost animal, **** that forcibly sets the world line to bad.end!)

Resisting the urge to vomit, the stomach and intestines began to twitch again.

What happened to the suspicious world line setting that suddenly brought all the women around and put their faces in front of them and said, "Fit to make up, it's very comfortable"? You can't play this kind of thing that makes you dizzy when you think about it! ! !

(Are you all right? Would you like to go to the infirmary?)

Bernard handed a note of care~www.readwn.com~ Roland noticed that the sweat behind the armpits and the back of the underwear had already wet the underwear.

(It's okay, just didn't sleep well at night, thank you.)

Thanks for the guilty conscience, in order to prevent the loss of friends from continuing to ask questions, Roland took the initiative to pass on the topic.

(Speaking of not seeing Her Royal Highness? What happened?)

Under normal circumstances, because of the class with the Queeness, even if Baron Rice is absent, everyone will maintain self-discipline, but today not only the teacher is not in the state, but the core characters are also absent, so the class enters a rare "self-study mode".

(His Royal Highness...)

With a bitter smile, Bernard wrote a new line:

(Should I be entertaining Brittany guys?) (To be continued...)

ps: I will resume the double change tomorrow.