The Missionary of the Second Dimension

However, the smell of food floating in the air caused Liu Dao Lingxia's body to react. Since last night, she hadn't supplemented food, and even didn't have a good rest, she subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

In any case, she is just an ordinary woman.

In this Holy Grail War, he is just the most ordinary Master.

"Want to eat together? No one will hurt you."

At this time, pity or sympathy are not so important.

When Zhai Nan extended an invitation to the sixth director, Lingxia, her eyes widened in disbelief.

She thought she was caught and tortured, but she was treated like this.

Ordinary, yes, it is indeed too ordinary.

It's like communicating with friends.

The Holy Grail is dispensable to her, and there is no wish that must be fulfilled.

"Mom...this smells delicious."

Jack emerged from his astral state, smelling the air, a joyful smile appeared on his small cheeks.

This smell is much better than those hamburger meats that smell of blood.

After that, there were two more people in the seat.

It can be said to be sympathy for the unfortunate, or it can be said to be pity for the weak. .

Chapter 85 "Enlightenment" for adolescent girl believers

At night, in a hotel somewhere in Tulifas.

The black assassin Jack and the sixth leader Lingxia were specially divided into a room by Zhai Nan. It was not a dungeon or prison as expected, and they were not violated by Zhai Nan in some way, which made the sixth leader Lingxia feel at ease.

Although not many people know about his occupation, his figure and appearance are still fatal to ordinary men.

But it doesn't make sense to think about it any more. It's the best ending if you don't encounter abuse.

She herself was a sinful woman.

"Mother..."

It was a drawn out childish voice that seemed to contain a certain comfort and timidity.

And Liu Dao Lingxia who heard this voice, in order to reassure the owner of the voice, reached out and hugged her tightly in her arms, and at the same time gently stroked her head with her hands.

The sound became weaker and weaker, and the breath became more and more steady and even.

The sixth guide, Lingxia, slept naked under the quilt, while Jack also got into the quilt, pressing his small body against this mature body.

"Mother..."

Jack pressed his whole body against Six Dao Lingxia's skin, and buried his cheek deeply into her abdomen.

With an innocent smile on his face, he gradually fell asleep.

As if to appease the willfulness of a child, the sixth guide, Lingxia, showed a gentle smile, while stroking Jack's head, while softly humming a song that not only she knew.

"It's not strange for a person like me to fall into hell even after death."

The sixth guide, Lingxia, leaned on the pillow and thought silently.

Jack is not a child, nor is he a heroic spirit who became a child.

Because Jack is not human at all.

In London in 1888, there were tens of thousands of prostitutes who sold their bodies. Because the abortion technology was quite backward and the contraceptive measures were not in place at that time, the children who could have been born normally were thrown away like garbage after birth.

In the trash can, in the river, in the alley, or in a dark corner.

People at the time were used to it.

But as time passed, the resentment of tens of thousands of babies began to gather together and turned into a human form. She wandered around and was insulted, harassed, and beaten, so Jack killed them all.

Afterwards, things got serious, and a magician was attracted to solve Jack.

The matter came to an end, but the anti-heroic spirit that brought terror to people was born.

The sixth guide, Lingxia, stopped humming soft songs, and Jack finally fell into a deep sleep.

She also closed her eyes in peace.

How should we go in the future?

"Bored? Or something else..."

Sixth guide Lingxia silently smiled wryly in her heart, mocking herself.

Because she is not a magician, in order to maintain the existence of Jack, she must use the magician's heart to supply the necessary magic power.

The sixth guide, Lingxia, has no intention of stopping killing others. For her, Jack is her daughter, and also her future happiness.

All opinions on ethics will not be accepted by her, as long as it is for her daughter, even if she turns into a ghost, as a mother, she will not hesitate.

However, until that moment before, this belief was shaken.

Now Jack, even without a human heart, can still appear in the world. For Zhai Nan's free help, he is very grateful while being puzzled and vigilant.