Life As Aozaki Orange

With that in mind, she stepped forward.

Then, the people around... gradually disappeared, maybe the other knights had already left, or maybe there was only room for the blonde girl in men's clothing in her eyes.

The girl with golden hair stood in front of the rock that pierced the sword, stretched out her flawless white hands, and held the sword pierced on the rock without any hesitation... The green eyes were already ready to make up her mind.

"...It's all over."

Mordred watched as he was about to draw the sword. She did not doubt that the blond girl could not draw the sword. The legendary King Arthur, that was the right king, the king that fate needed, the one that people hoped to be able to save. King of Britain.

Therefore, that sword in the stone...will not reject the girl.

but.

"It's better to think carefully before picking up that thing."

Soft and melodious, a voice as gentle as a floating cloud.

Mordred looked along where the voice was made, and what caught his eye was a very familiar woman, the legendary magician Merlin, a woman as beautiful as a flower in the sky.

That was... King Arthur's mentor, the legendary sage.

"Tsk...it's actually this woman!"

She said a little unhappily, although it was a little strange... But she didn't like this legendary sage who assisted King Arthur. The reason... may be that she noticed the inhuman heterogeneity hidden under the beautiful appearance of the sage Merlin.

However, as soon as these words were spoken.

Miss Merlin, who was supposed to be a phantom, turned her gaze to Mordred and blinked playfully, as if to express that she had heard it.

And just when Mordred was shocked, Miss Merlin turned her gaze back as if nothing had happened, and continued to tell her fate to the girl holding the King-choosing Sword, as if she hadn't noticed anything.

"I won't hurt you, so don't do that, once you pick up that sword, you won't be human until the end, not only that, once you pick up the sword, you'll be hated by everyone until Meet that tragic death."

The voice fell, and the girl holding the sword of the king showed a look of fear. She seemed to have seen the destined tragic future.

No, if there was a magician like Merlin, it would be a matter of course for a girl to see such a future.

So, knowing the future situation, does the girl still need to accept the destined tragic future? Once the sword of the king is drawn, no matter how hard she tries to escape... she will usher in a tragic and lonely death.

It is the right choice to refuse to be king and avoid a tragic future.

Although human beings are sometimes very noble, even if there is only a glimmer of hope in front of them, they can do their best to grasp it, but if it is an inevitable outcome of failure, it is a different matter.

There is no hope, and that selfishness is not bad at all.

But--

"No."

The girl holding the king's sword shook her head gently. Her beautiful face was gentle and firm. She had obviously made a decision and had no intention of repenting.

Seeing this, Mordred instinctively stretched out her hand again, trying to stop everything that followed, but her outstretched hand passed through the girl's figure, like catching the moon in the water and returning without success. .

However, at this time, she understood her father a little bit, hiding her most tender heart beneath her appearance.

Thinking of it this way, perhaps the gentle and weak-looking person in Bedwell is the person closest to the father in the Knights of the Round Table.

"is it okay?"

Miss Merlin asked one last time.

The wind was blowing from somewhere, and the girl's golden hair fluttered in the wind. She just nodded vigorously, and then said such a sentence.

"A lot of people were laughing and I thought that must be true."

Then, the girl drew her sword and became king.

Miss Merlin looked at this scene, and then turned to look aside, there was a woman in a cloak at some point.

Yes, although the cape looks a bit wide.

However, the protruding graceful curves, as well as the orange hair that faintly fell out from under the cloak, all confirmed the fact that she was a woman.

"Sometimes, character also dictates destiny."

The woman in the cape made such a sigh, so she could see through the character of the girl who drew the sword of the king long ago, so she made such a sigh.

Gentle people will make gentle choices, cruel people will make cruel choices.

The girl who pulled out the king's sword naturally made a gentle choice that belonged to her.

"This... isn't it a phantom!"

Mordred stretched out his hand again and touched the woman with the cloak, and she naturally saw it... Who is the woman wearing the cloak, isn't that the magician who just chatted with her.

So, if this is true... then can she tell her father about the future.

But, sorry.

The woman in the cloak just looked up at her, then turned her eyes away and ignored it, while Mordred's hand passed through the woman in the cloak again.

Still... nothing can be changed.

"Excuse me... who are you?"

On the side, the girl who pulled out the king sword looked curiously at the woman in the cloak. She was a little wary and curious about the person who seemed to know Merlin.

"Your future husband."

The woman in the cloak suddenly heard such an answer.

Hearing this, some immature girls were stunned for a moment, and then even her cheeks turned slightly red, she said with a chuckle, "Please don't joke."

No, Father, she probably told the truth.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Mo thought silently, and immediately felt a little unspeakable. This scene like ouroboros seemed to indicate... the sad and inevitable fate of his father.

"Oh... I'm very interested in you."

The woman in the cloak gave a gentle smile: "One day, we will meet again, and then you will become my property, and of course, I will pay accordingly."

When the voice fell, she turned around and took a step away from the place.

Seeing this, the girl just blinked a little confused, and turned her eyes to her mentor Merlin, as if she wanted to get an answer. After all, this strange woman... seems to know Teacher Merlin.

"She is my lover."

Miss Merlin answers.

However, this answer was so unexpected that the air seemed to freeze, and that woman who spoke strangely... was actually told by Miss Merlin that she was a lover.

This... no one thought of it.

"lover?!"

The girl uttered in surprise, looking very surprised.

On the other hand, Mordred also widened his eyes. If Miss Merlin and the woman Aozaki Orange are lovers, what will be the future relationship with the father.

Could it be that... Father Wang was greened again!

Chapter 403: The Ability of the Tree of Life System

"...Yahahahah!!!"

Illya let out a sound like a scream, and ran wild with her short legs in white knee socks. She has now used most of her magic power to strengthen her body, and her speed is beyond the limit that ordinary humans can reach.

However, she glanced at the petite figure chasing behind the alley.

It was a lovely and extravagant Lolita, with blue hair, magnificent red eyes, wearing a gorgeous Lolita costume, and holding a red magic gun in her small hand.

The legendary true ancestor... An existence at the apex of the planet's tree of life system, whether it is physical strength, magic power, intuition, and resilience, it is full of hanging on the wall.

In the face of such pursuers, no matter who they are, they will feel hopeless.

but.

"Remy, I'm your dear sister, can you stop being so murderous?!"

She held her magic wand and chased after Remilia with a wave, and countless compressed magic bullets shot in salvo, covering all the space like a rainstorm. distance escape.

It was this kind of interference that made her support her for nearly an hour. If she hadn't been able to delay Remilia's footsteps with magic bullets, she would have been beaten to the ground by Remilia by now.

But, only to this extent.

The so-called magic power also has a limit... If you continue to run away with high intensity, the magic power will be exhausted sooner or later, and at that time, it will be easily caught by Remilia.

"This is... respect for my sister."

Chasing behind her, Remilia glared at her sister who was running away in front, and smiled gracefully: "It's definitely not because of Illya, you lied to me before to get angry and want to beat you hard."

Saying so, her magnificent red eyes became even more murderous, and her footsteps chased a little faster.

"Didn't you say this?"

Illya retorted loudly, and continued to squeeze magic power to strengthen her body so that she could run faster.

As an older sister...it's too embarrassing to be beaten by her younger sister.

"...How much magic power?"

Remilia looked at her sister who was running wildly in the alley, and there was a hint of surprise in her scarlet eyes. Logically speaking, Illya's magic power should be almost exhausted now, why did she run faster and faster.

Could it be... it was a special effect given to the wand by my father.

"If this is the case... then continue to increase the pressure!"

Thinking so, she pursed her lips and slowly accelerated her pursuit.

Just like boiling a frog in water, she had to slowly force Illya to use up her mana, and then, when Illya didn't have enough mana to supply Berserker, she would easily clean up Berserker.

And in this way, there is no need to have conflicts with Illya that affect the feelings too much.

After a while.

"Magic...it's not enough."

Illya bit her lower lip slightly, clearly feeling that her magic power could no longer hold up, and continued to run away... She would definitely be caught by Remilia, and maybe she would be spanked by her own sister.

"No, absolutely not!!!"

Suddenly, she shouted and turned the direction of her escape. Since she has fallen into such a bad situation, she must carry out the final plan and use the last bit of magic to rush home. As long as she finds Mama Orange, or Mama Irisviel, it will be safe. .

"Heh... Father, Mama Irisviel, they are no longer at home."

Remilia, who was chasing, narrated a fact indifferently, which shattered the last hope in Illya's heart, and then accelerated her pace and continued to pursue Illya, forcing her sister to use the last ray of magic power.

In this way, the situation can be suppressed to a minimum and the battle between the sisters can be resolved.

"why is it like this!!!"

Illya let out a whimper, tears welling up in her eyes, but she did not stop in her escape steps, and she began to think about whether or not Berserker should fight the delay.

However, at this time, a strange sound came from the body that had been pressed to the limit, like the sound of the 'lock' being twisted,

- Crack!

As the body gets closer to the limit, the "lock" in the heart is twisted and opened with greater force.

"... This is... the speed has become faster again."

Remilia, who was chasing behind her, naturally noticed Illya's abnormality. The speed that had already slowly slowed down, but unexpectedly slowly increased again.

Is this... a dying struggle or something.

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at the same time.

on a tall building.

Skaha stood on the edge, staring at the chasing sisters, with a charming smile on the corner of her mouth. She found something interesting. The little girl named Illya was awakening some interesting abilities.

"Is it an independent tree of life?"

She smiled and explained the true body of Illya's abilities.

That is the ability to break away from the current planetary tree of life system, take oneself as a new tree of life system, and continue to develop and grow. In theory... it is able to ignore the current tree of life system and jump to the position equivalent to the "God" of the tree of life system.

That is, the ability to grow to the level of a 'God'.

the other side.

on a tall building not far away.