Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End

On the ruins of the ruins of the Abbeville mansion, Roja Arkat was thinking about a century-old mathematical problem amid the noise of passing soldiers and the roar of war bears.

How can sixty-nine enemies be killed seventy-seven times?

The long black-haired boy pondered, but behind him, the girls were already in a mess.

"The injury caused by this spell is obviously my result, right?"

On the night of the silver moon after the aurora disappeared, the silver-haired girl pointed at a cultist body on the ground that could only be described as coke and asked angrily. In front of her, the blonde girl had a calm expression. Glancing at the corpse pointed at by Alyssa, he calmly retorted.

"Miss Alyssa, this cultist was indeed burned, but how do you prove that the fatal injury was caused by you? I remember that this person was killed by my sword."

"What you say is yours is yours? What a joke! You cut it with a sword? Then let your sword speak."

"Wow! Alyssa, don't fight to the death, if you lose, you lose!"

"This sentence should be given to you by me! We killed that director named Francis, and we deserve the most credit!"

"He died by self-destruction!"

On the other side of the ruins, Noelle and Alyssa were arguing about the merits of the war. The brown-red-haired eldest was busy paying the bill to the Duke of Aberville. Lillian was checking the corpse, and Roja was on the head. .

At that time, when the four girls were about to fight each other, Shengjie would arrive to attract the anger and firepower of the four people, but it also brought a problem, that is, the statistical deviation.

As competitors, the girls naturally can't trust others, so the work of recording the results of the battle is in charge of each of the four camps, but the problem is, the report given by the four parties after the battle, the total number of kills is 77 , but even if the enemy counted Francis who was blown to ashes, there were only sixty-nine in total.

So, who died twice?

The moment this cosmic problem appeared, Roja knew that things were going to be difficult, and it turned out to be the case. After the battle, Noelle and Eliza, who had nothing else to solve, had quarreled first, and the other two had already quarreled. A girl is probably the same after she has settled her own affairs.

Thinking of the headache here, the young man rubbed his temples, and before he could come up with a good solution, Lilian's voice suddenly came from his ear.

"Roja, come here a little bit."

"Huh? Senpai?"

Hearing Lillian's call, Roja stepped over after a stunned moment. Noelle and Alyssa, who were arguing, looked at each other and stopped arguing and followed, one of the three was in the first two Later, I came to Lilian's side and found that Her Royal Highness was looking down at a corpse that fell to the ground.

Um? Is this also a dispute?

Seeing Lillian looking down at the cultist, Roja felt a chill in his heart, thinking that Senior Sister would also let him judge this prize, but what he did not expect was that after approaching, he found that Lillian's expression was very solemn, completely Not like a protest.

"Senpai? What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this corpse?"

The black-haired boy, who found that Lilian didn't want to quarrel, asked with a sigh of relief, and then looked at the unsightly male corpse on the ground.

This is an ordinary-looking cultist with a lean body. He has black hair and is not tall. He wears the uniform white robe of the Saint Jie Association. There are no extra decorations. The fatal injury is a stab wound. I can't tell, but it's definitely not high based on the magic power spilled nearby.

Roja carefully scanned the corpse in front of him and found that the conclusions that could be drawn seemed to be these, but the black-haired girl opened her mouth with an ugly expression.

"Roja, the power of your bloodline is sealed, so you may not feel it, but I can feel that this person... is somewhat similar to our bloodline."

"Similar? How could there be anything in the blood of our family... Wait!"

Looking at Lilian, who had an ugly face and thought that the corpse in front of him was a side branch of the Akart family, Roja suddenly remembered the information held by the undercover Shengjie Club in the historical clip, and then naturally thought of a special group in the Shengjie Club—— Holy messenger.

Saint Messengers are a very special group of people in the Shengjie Association. They have a lofty status, but they may not have strong strength. One of the great significance of their existence is to open the so-called "sacred artifact" in the mouth of the Shengjie Association as a key. , In Leinster four hundred years ago, it was the [egg] of the Windcaller that had been absorbed by Roja.

Being able to activate and roughly control the [egg], although this is nothing in Roja's view, it is impossible for ordinary people. These so-called saints have heard that they have been injected with special curses since childhood. This ability of the past, Roja didn't care about it, but now after listening to Lilian's words, a possibility began to arise in his mind.

Could it be said that the so-called holy messenger is actually an artificially cultivated person with a similar bloodline of the Akat family?

The long black-haired boy looked at the corpse on the ground and proposed this possibility, Lilian blinked suddenly, but then a new question emerged in her heart.

"This may indeed exist, but the blood of the Akart family is too special, what method is used..."

"..."

Hearing the girl's question, Roja didn't know how to explain it for a while, but one thing he understood was that there was definitely something wrong with the so-called special curse. I remember that it was mentioned in the materials of the Saint Jie Club that it was similar to blood. word

, the source of this blood...

An unimaginable possibility was born in Roja's heart, making the boy's complexion more and more ugly when he was thinking deeply. Lilian frowned upon seeing this, obviously thinking of a similar question.

Noelle and Alyssa didn't know the current situation, and they seemed a little dazed. It wasn't until the brown-red-haired eldest lady came over and Roja ended her meditation, and the atmosphere eased.

"I'm done here... eh? What's wrong? Honey?"

"No, it's nothing, Charlotte, are the casualties on your side okay?"

"Well, I don't have too many casualties on my side. Rose's fighting method is to try to avoid the loss of living strength. After all... the enemy in the past was only very powerful in terms of strength."

Charlotte, who was strolling over, said so, and squinted Lilian on the side with a cold tone, so that Roja, who wanted to change the atmosphere, couldn't help but stunned, and suddenly there was a bad premonition in his heart, which seemed to confirm his conjecture. In general, the black-haired girl who heard Charlotte's words really frowned, she thought for a while, and after a while, the corners of her mouth twitched in response.

"Oh? Miss Charlotte originally knew that her country was a small country. It's a rare self-knowledge."

"What did you say!?"

Such sarcastic words entered Charlotte's ears, making the girl's face change involuntarily. On the other hand, Noelle and Alyssa, who were quarreling, also remembered the main problems now, and they all began to join the battle group to discuss Kiloa's distribution problem.

After watching the aurora and defeating the cultists who were chasing after him, the exposed reason for Roja to stay in Aberville is gone. It is natural to leave, but just like the previous quarrel, where to go is a problem, and In addition, the girls also discussed the allocation of time.

"No matter where Roja goes, he needs to be escorted, so it is undoubtedly the safest to take all the escort forces to go together, so I suggest that the time is allocated according to the merits of the battle."

Noelle, who was at the bottom of the record because he couldn't take the lead, put forward such an idea and wanted to turn the tide, but this idea was fiercely resisted by Eliza, who had the credit for killing Francis.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Obviously this kind of thing is the winner-take-all! Whoever wins will get it, ahem, I mean whoever can escort the elder brother, otherwise what's the point of this competition?"

"But that's it, what if my dear doesn't want to follow the first place? Hehe, Alyssa, do you still want to force him? What's the difference between that and this Austin kidnapper?"

"Miss Charlotte, please pay attention to your words, I have never forced Roja!"

"Oh, who knows, are your words credible?"

Because of the history of the country and the greenery on the head, Charlotte and Lillian can be said to be tit for tat. It seems that the first-ranked Alyssa and the bottom-ranked Noelle are also in constant conflict. Roja sighed and didn't know what to do. How to persuade, but as the girls quarreled, he found that the situation was getting a little wrong.

"What are you kidding? How could the elder brother not want to go home?"

"He never said that he wanted to go home, right? And when it comes to going home, isn't it the same for the Arkat family's labyrinth hall?"

"No no, my dear obviously wants to go back to Rose with me, I am a regular hire! Are you right? My dear."

"Oh, can you only take gold coins? It's really like the dirty means you would use, Roja, our blood relatives are far purer than this relationship."

"Enough, old woman! My elder brother will definitely choose me, isn't it my elder brother?"

"Huh? This, this..."

Looking at the girls whose eyes were gradually concentrating, and listening to the proposition in his ear, Roja's face suddenly stiffened, and his strong desire to survive made him feel as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff. Just when he had nothing to do, the familiar magic power. Volatility appeared again.

【Blessed ears of rice】

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In the warm feeling in the chest, the blood vessels that had been blocked for a long time suddenly broke through the barrier, and the violent fluctuation of magic power burst out in one breath along with the accelerated heartbeat. The next moment, the body of the black long-haired boy began to climb steadily.

"This is!"

"Roja, growing up?"

The exclamations of the girls have not yet landed, Roja's body has returned to normal, the familiar sense of power has come again, and the feeling of the brain has suddenly become much clearer.

Changed back, the side effects finally subsided!

Holding the [Blessed Wheat Ears] that had lost its effect, the black-haired boy was excited for a while, but at this moment, he was finally able to answer the girls' questions.

"You just asked me where to go? I've already made up my mind."

Under the night sky, Roja looked at the surprised girls who had not returned to God, just as in the past, raised the corners of his mouth and said calmly and gently:

"I'm going back to Leinster, it's time to go to class."