After I entered the Otome game, I became the head of the temple

Originally, I did not position Yokohama as the final battlefield.It can even be said that it was not in my plan to confront Ron Suo so early.

But things are unpredictable.

Just like I never thought that my maid would be tragically killed, let alone her real body would not be found after death.

——Long Suo, people can't, at least they shouldn't!

In addition to honing breathing and sword skills, I also worked hard to learn magic. I often dream of some strange things. Sometimes it is a bloody girl's corpse, sometimes it is a high school student covered with a white cloth, and sometimes it is a teenager in confusion and pain. .

At first I thought these were nightmares.

People always have dreams, some are good dreams, some are nightmares.

But gradually I found something was wrong, the pictures in those dreams gradually became clear, as if they were right in front of my eyes, and the faces of those people became more and more clear.

The bloody corpse is Riko Tenouchi.

The dead high school student is Hui Yuanxiong.

The young man in confusion and pain is Xia Youjie.

I started to get scared, but Merlin told me that these were precognitive dreams—some kind of possibility in the future, the possibility of when 'Zenyuan Makoto' didn't exist in this world.

Then I finally saw the clearest dream a few days ago.

The buildings collapsed by the bombing, the endless sea, the companions supporting each other, many people looking at somewhere in the messy battlefield.

Some people are crying, some people are laughing.

I blinked and saw a worried face.The pair of fox eyes that were always smiling were full of fear, and crystal liquid slipped from the corners of his eyes.

The sky with its black curtains removed seems to be very close, and then all the sounds stopped abruptly.

……

So I've done all the preparations.

The vacated body twisted my waist, I took a deep breath and kicked away the female curse master in front of me, and the two ritual figures quickly came behind me and knocked down all the hidden weapons in the attack.

I looked at the female curse master who turned over and stabilized her body: "Heaven and curse? But your physical skills still need to be honed, although you may not have this opportunity."

Holding the sun wheel knife, I rushed out like lightning while swinging the knife.

"?!"

The thunderous combos lift the enemy into the air, the body that loses gravity is attacked continuously, and then the final blow penetrates the ground directly from top to bottom like a bolt from the blue.

UI.

Although I didn't inherit the projection spell of the Zenyuan Zhipiren, I can also increase my speed to almost the same movement speed through the breath of thunder.

"...Next, who will go?"

Holding the knife, I stepped on the unconscious Curser and looked around.

The surrounding enemies looked at each other, and even took a step back after accidentally meeting my gaze.

Curse Master: Help!too horrible!

Hoshino Ooko, who has been protected by the curse spirit, laughed, sat on the back of the spider, and clapped his hands: "As expected of the next Patriarch of the Chanyuan family, with such an excellent shikigami, and physical skills, it is really impressive." I'm jealous."

I looked up at the huge red-purple spider mantra. On the spider's back, besides Hoshino Ooko, there was a beautiful woman's body—that body was integrated with the spider at the bottom.

"...Where did you hide Sachiko's body?"

Hoshino Ooko was stunned for a moment, then stared at me with a smile on her chin: "Don't be so anxious, you will see her soon."

The flame of anger in my heart was ignited, and it was swaying and magnified a little bit.

I clenched the knife tightly: "Where is the rope!"

Hoshino Ooko was not in a hurry: "Are you angry? Why?"

"Wind Wounds!"

The gale blown by Iron Broken Fang smashed all the densely packed spiders into the tornado. Although the spider mantra was huge, it was exceptionally flexible. After avoiding the range of the wind injury, the figure on it screamed out.

Like a person being tortured, he yelled heart-piercingly.

She grabbed her neck and soon left a terrifying mark on her pale to blue skin. The woman stared at King Dou Ya resentfully, and her voice continued intermittently: "Hate... oh... damn... child... "

The successive voices became coherent little by little, and in less than a few minutes, the curse spirit was able to speak fluently.

"Hate!"

"Damn guy!"

"My poor children, I will avenge you!"

Hoshino Ooko was sitting behind the woman, listening to the increasingly clear words, he raised the corners of his mouth: "Ku Ban, I allow you to take revenge."

"…grateful."

The boy easily fell from the spider to the ground.

As soon as he stood firmly, the curse spirit beside him had already gathered his strength and rushed towards the oncoming Dou Ya Wang.

The woman's angry screams resounded in the sky, and the two figures collided in the air and smashed through several buildings in a certain direction.

I was shocked and looked in the direction where it was smashed through. Dou Ya Wang was actually suppressed?

"Don't be so surprised." The young man's voice seemed to be coquettish: "Just like Makoto has learned about us specifically, the leader has also researched a lot of ways to deal with you."

"That child is a fusion of weirdness and curse spirit, and it is the best finished product so far. I have been feeding her continuously these days. It seems that she has lived up to the expectations of me and the leader."

"..." I stared at his smiling face calmly: "Just a shikigami who traps me wants to defeat me?"

"How can you say that, Makoto, haven't you noticed? This is the only Shikigami left by your side now."

The redhead blinked.

"That Mr. Samurai is also well trapped."

Even Ji Guoyuan? !

I turned my head to look for traces of my other shikigami, and the two rituals guarded me more vigilantly. Colorful spiral patterns appeared in the eyes of the girl who activated the magic eye of death: "You are really well prepared."

Just one glance makes my pupils quake.

Ji Guoyuan is fighting... a man covered in blood and hair. Behind him is a tentacle-like whip and a bone-white scimitar at the front.

That attack method is exactly the same as that of the ghost king.

"That's the king of ghosts who has become a curse, Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi."

"what?!"

Ooko Hoshino clapped her hands, showing a bright smile—the crimson eyes slightly opened, revealing an indistinguishable expression: "Didn't I just say that, in order to deal with you, the leader has thought of many ways."

With his voice, the ground began to vibrate and crack.

A huge centipede poked its head out of the earth's crust, its mouth full of fangs aimed at me and the two rituals.

"Real piano!"

"Tsk, I know!"

I held the knife in my hand, and when I opened my eyes again, the emerald green eyes turned the same blue as the shikigami, and the magnificent spiral pattern was clearly visible.

The eye of death.

I saw the lines like cracks flashing on the body of the curse spirit, and the two rituals and I leveraged each other's strength in the air - stepping on each other's feet and rushing towards those [threads of death].

Hoshino Ooko supported the broken street lamp, staring obsessively at the figure in the air: "It's still close, just hold on for another 2 minutes..."

After the centipede curse spirit was quickly exorcised, the two rituals landed before me.

The short-haired kimono girl tiptoed towards Ooko Hoshino who was not far away like the wind, and the red-haired boy reacted quickly. He drew out the dagger to block it slightly, but it was a bit reluctant after all.

He staggered back, avoiding the direct attack.

"You are so annoying."

After simply dodging, Ooko Hoshino became impatient.

"I'm not waiting for you."

I rushed up from behind—jumped up from behind Liang Ri, aiming the sharp knife in my hand at him.

I, who maintained the magic eye of death and the breath of thunder, suddenly saw a picture that had never been seen before. The world became transparent, and all the people and things in front of me seemed to become transparent.

I even saw the body structure inside Ooko Hoshino.

The flow of blood vessels, the contraction of the heart.

The wind blew the bangs on my forehead, and I clearly saw myself and the red mark hidden under the hair in Ooko Hoshino's eyes.

Just one glance and I knew what it was.

It's the same pattern on Ji Guoyuan's forehead.

I took a deep breath, and diverted the knife that was originally aimed at the heart into the boy's shoulder.

Hoshino Ooko coughed up a mouthful of blood, but laughed out loud.

"That's fine..."

He murmured foolishly, looking at the blood in his hands with a strange smile.

"Everything is going according to plan."

"Hun Banner, get up."

Only then did I see him raise his other hand, in the palm of which was a crimson bead, and as Hoshino Ooko released the magic tool, the bead emitted a red light visible to the naked eye.

The two ceremonies froze for a moment, then suddenly turned their heads and stretched out their hands to me: "Makoto, little—!"

The red magic tool suddenly shot out the energy in it.

The two rituals directly turned into spirit particles before my eyes, and the crystal blue light floated in the air, disappearing completely together with her unfinished words.

I:"……"

what happened?

I looked down at my hand, and found that nothing could be summoned, not even the voice calling Qi Mu received a response.

I lowered my face and raised my head: "What the hell did you do?"

"Huh... the mixed flag is a special-grade magic tool, and it can eliminate the attacker's spell after seeing blood." Hoshino Ooko leaned against the cracked wall while clutching his wound, panting slightly, the pale face under his fine bangs With a smug smile on her face: "Didn't you always want to see Zenyuan Xingzi before? Then it will be as you wish."

He looked away from my face and looked sideways at something.

I followed his line of sight, looking stiffly.

The girl in the dark high □□ clothes stood at that messy battlefield at some point. The Chanyuan family is rich in black-haired beauties, and the girl's appearance is more cool and mature. Those wounds that were seen on the face and legs never appeared. over average.

She raised her hand and greeted me with a smile.

"Long time no see, miss."

In the raised hand was a very familiar gun, and the black muzzle was pointed at me.

I:"……"

From the dark muzzle of the gun, I seem to see the fragmentary memories of the past few years. The time I met, got acquainted with, and Sachiko was with me was really too long. Looking back now, I can see her everywhere in my memory.

She is not only a maid, but also an excellent subordinate, a distant relative.

She is--

bump!

Gunshots resounded over the battlefield.