[Comprehensive] Be a good person from now on

"Ugh...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I wrote half of it in Greek and then changed the language, so I can't understand the first part at all! Hateful! It's so annoying!!!"

Black Joan smashed the golden book in her hand onto the sofa angrily, and akimbo furiously.

Of course, she will not admit that she only has a half-knowledge in her studies, and when she sees a sentence, she just relies on her sense of language and a few words she knows... In the end, she is nothing more than counting on the box of Greek gods in the hands of the devil. The crystallization of the soul can be used to make do with it, and if it is not enough, you can wake up these gods and read it!

"That is to say, you didn't consider how much hatred my king gained after being blackened in the age of the Greek gods, right?"

The voice of Medea, who was temporarily called for emergency treatment, was full of pity.

Black Joan gritted her teeth angrily.

"Who would care about that kind of thing on purpose! Besides, isn't it normal that the demon king's hatred value is terribly high!?" She snorted meanly, and sneered with her usual Black Joan-style sneer : "After all, if the gods are really awakened, they will definitely punish me."

"Well... I don't know what God's punishment is like."

Medea looked delicately at Kenneth, who had been taken over by the magpie's nest, and Dimuludo, who didn't dare to act rashly because of Miss Sola, who was taken hostage, "But you're really welcome. "

Joan of Arc was flunging her black cloak and was so angry at the incomprehensible summoning words that she jumped to her feet. After hearing this, she flicked her cloak and raised her chin majestically.

"What is being polite to the Dragon Witch? I'm the same as the king in that kind of thing, completely, completely, not, yes!"

It is really a very proud tone to say such words, Miss Black Joan.

"Although I really want to ask why you call yourself a witch and why you only do this to this extent, but the reason can be guessed, after all, Mr. Heroic Spirit is still very handsome."

Medea stared at the love mole in the corner of Guanghui's eyes, and said quietly.

Hei Zhen stopped turning the pages of the book.

Zongsan Zuofuji, who put the knife on Sola's neck with Xiaohumaru, stared at Diarmuiduo for a while, then narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Miss Joan of Arc likes this type?"

"no!"

"If you simply like handsome men, it's not only Mr. Kokomaru next to me, there are also many handsome and excellent men in Honmaru, such as Yiqi Yijin, California Kiyomitsu, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, etc... If you like age The younger Yaken Toshiro, Maeda Toshiro, and Hirano Toshiro, these are all juvenile-looking but very reliable and considerate types."

"I said no!"

Zong San took a look at the angry Hei Zhende: "...Miss Hei Zhen is shy? Don't worry, you can have as many beautiful swordsmen as you want."

"Did you tell me! And lust | lust is not me! It's Medea!"

The pale girl in pitch-black armor slapped her chest angrily, and said loudly, "I am Rage! Rage!"

Everyone looked at Medea, and the witch rolled her eyes: "Don't look at me, the seven sins of hell under my king are updated faster than the mobile phone system. But that’s all, I don’t bother to find out who the other six crimes are.”

"Big devil?"

Everyone looked at Joan of Arc, who was subconsciously proud and puffed up, perhaps sensing their suspicious expressions, the girl's proud expression became annoyed again. "What? Isn't it like that!?"

"Whether it's a devil or a king or anything! What are you rude people doing here!?"

Kenneth was extremely angry, because Sola was being held hostage by someone, even though he always believed that he still had powerful servants to help him, he didn't dare to act rashly at this moment.

"Yes, yes, that's it, just be good."

Following the two Japanese swords, the black sword in Joan's hand was also placed on the slender neck of the red-haired beauty, "What I have to do is actually very simple, here is a summoning word, you just need to translate it, or Just help us summon it yourself—it’s very simple, right? As a genius, you must be able to do it very easily.”

"That's it?" Regarding the other party's answer, Kenneth obviously lacked confidence and couldn't believe it.

"Hey~Of course, you only need to do these things."

Hei Zhende raised her eyebrows and smiled strangely: "Although we demons have always been bad-tempered and like to play tricks on people's hearts, we will definitely abide by our promises. After all, this is my king's order."

****

Bai Xiachao, who was still staying at the Einzbern Castle, suddenly froze in lighting her cigarette, and a bright and strange smile slowly opened from the corner of her mouth.

"Actually, Al also feels a little difficult to accept me now, right?"

Without beginning or end, she just asked casually.

Artoria frowned slightly, as if she didn't want to admit it, Bai Xia waved her hand indifferently: "It's okay, anyway, I don't have anything special right now, seeing your final posture after becoming a heroic spirit is fine with me." A wish from the past, pretty good."

"...Now you, I really can't see through... Miss Wang." Arturia sighed very lightly: "It's like wearing a mask, beautiful, but also hypocritical."

To describe it, maybe Bai Xiachao can be described as a cold god who knows all the scripts but plays a familiar and known role for some reason.

There is still some shadow of the former Xia Dynasty in every gesture, but the real essence has changed.

"Humanity" has disappeared, replaced by an indifferent "divine nature" who loves everything with compassion, but can also regard everything he loves as a mere number.

Sister Wang in black has a flamboyant and enthusiastic self, but Bai Xiachao gives people the feeling that they can only feel strange and inconsistent.

When Bai Xia heard this, he turned his head and smiled at her.

The smile is very light and beautiful, but in essence it is just a pure muscle movement.

Artoria couldn't help but show grief in her eyes.

"You don't need to look at me like that, Al, since this is my choice, I will go on without hesitation, even if it may be a road of no return, I don't care."

It really doesn't matter.

Because don't care about anything.

So the so-called "hope" is just the last remnant of the part belonging to the "Xia Dynasty". For the only remaining obsession, it doesn't matter if you act on the same level as the devil.

"What if it fails? Sister Wang, if one day you can't see hope and human beings finally choose to destroy themselves, what will you do?"

The expression on Bai Xiachao's face disappeared for a brief moment. At that moment, she really looked like a cold god looking down on everything. Fortunately, this feeling was fleeting. Bai Xiachao then propped his chin and showed a bored expression: "Then Maybe I really have to give up... The future possibility created by hope, I persuaded the original self not to intervene in anything. If this possibility really disappears, the last remaining part of me now A little bit of the 'Xia Dynasty' will disappear."

"So Al comes to help and pray that human beings will never lose hope. Even if the world doesn't end, it will be very troublesome to me personally."

Bai Xia smiled brightly with his eyes bent, and Artoria nodded gently: "I will, Miss Wang."

After Bai Xiachao finished speaking, he moved away from looking at Artoria, and became dazed to himself.

Maybe it was also for this reason that she brought that kid with one hope at her side.

"Sister Wang was in a daze just now?"

Artoria took the initiative to speak again, she didn't want Sister Wang to continue to fall into her own world - perhaps because the expression on Bai Xiachao's unconscious expression in the empty state was too indifferent.

... The indifference does not look like a human being, it is completely like a beautiful sculpture.

"I'm leaving soon."

She spoke in an unclear manner, and after she finished speaking, she realized that Artoria's face had a panic expression that only appeared in her girlhood. She waved her hand with a grin, and added the second half of the sentence: "I mean in this state. I'm leaving, after all, there are still several big demons in this world, and I can't stay for too long for their king."

Even if the devil himself wants to play for a while, it is impossible, and it will be a matter of time before he is forcibly called back.

"...Speaking of which, I still don't know why Sister Wang wants to change herself?"

Arturia was very curious.

And Bai Xiachao sold himself very happily: "Because it's really embarrassing to be frightened and cry... Originally, she planned to change herself to mess around here, and then you would forget about it. After she came back, she could take it as a no-brainer." It exists, but she picked the wrong guy, and I don't care about that."

Don't say you don't care, Bai Xiachao's true feelings are so weak that he won't be scared to cry at all, okay?

Speaking of this, Bai Xiachao's face suddenly revealed that evil smile that was unique to the past Xia Dynasty, ready to play a prank.

"I said Al, will you go to the Tohsaka house with me?"

"It's fine to go...but what are you going to do?"

"Aren't those guys going to call another 'me' back anyway? I didn't make a big fuss here because I have no interest, but I will definitely make a mess in the devil state regardless, although now I don’t know what it is, but it’s the kind that is very difficult to deal with—in that case, I can’t justify leaving without leaving a big gift, right?”

Bai Xiachao's smile became brighter and brighter.

"Now I'm really curious about how terrible the guy who will scare 'me' to tears, Al, come with me to see."

****

At the same time, Joan Hei took the lead in decisively deciding on the latest character design of the Demon King to be summoned.

"Then let's say, 'although she is a Queen of Shaking, but she is still gentle and easy to bully the big sister next door who is possessed by a puppet cat'"

"...Is it a combination of Queen Shaking S and the big sister next door?"

"Why do you want to add the definition of a cat girl?"

"What do you call a demon king who doesn't have cat ears a worthy demon king!"

Black Joan replied confidently.

The author has something to say: The next chapter should be the return of the devil.

What if I, a bad person, want to manipulate the cat-ear girl's demon king Lily (huh) to appear on the stage...

By the way, gentlemen, I like Ragdoll cats, the kind of super-beautiful cats that are super cute and cute. I like them the most.

...Blue and I don't have a cat to masturbate.