Getting stronger starts with owning the system

"This guy... this guy is definitely a monster!!"

Unspeakable fear.

The feeling of powerlessness from the bottom of my heart, the body does not even belong to her.

That is the difference in strength. The difference in life level causes the people around them to be unable to be autonomous, and even suicidal thoughts are caused by the other's influence.

"confusion."

"despair."

"death."

"fear."

"Crazy."

"Fell into the endless abyss."

The heart is no longer beating.

Obviously he is still alive.

However, the heart has already "dead."

The father suddenly stopped the crazy movement, stood quietly, raised his hand on his left chest.

Suddenly, Misaya, who was puzzled, raised her left hand uncontrollably and made the same movement.

"Heart out!"

The word suddenly appeared in my mind.

When I realized what I was about to do, my intellect was roaring and my soul was shaking.

Hope to regain control of the body and stop.

But unfortunately, as long as the figure in front of him still exists, he has no possibility of controlling himself.

Realizing this, Misaya gave up.

"Struggling or something, it doesn't matter at all."

"Anyway, that person won't notice the insignificant struggle at all."

The feeling deep inside.

relief,

Easy.

But is this really her most true thought at this moment?

The answer is not entirely true.

The breath of death is constantly approaching.

"Although it's a bit uncomfortable, it would be nice to be able to come out."

As these words spread to her ears, Meisa Ye found that her body could control her again.

The creepy feeling disappeared.

Everything about the smell of blood and frenzy disappeared, as if the scene just now was just my own illusion.

but..

Misaya looked down at her petite body.

His whole body was wet, his dress and body were tightly glued together.

It made her uncomfortable for a while.

thump!

What sound of heavy objects falling to the ground?

Misaya turned her head and turned to her father, who fainted on the ground.

"father?"

She said these two words with difficulty.

Obviously there are still many words to be said, but only the first two words are spoken.

As obscure as a baby who is just learning to talk.

She is obviously nine years old!

"Your father? Is he? He's all right."

As if hearing his own question, the blood-red figure turned around.

She turned back nervously.

As the opponent slowly turned around, Meisa Ye's body also shuddered slightly.

As if it was not a human turning around, but a terrifying beast turning around.

"..."

Finally, Meisa Ye suddenly calmed down.

Eyes blinked and looked at the man standing in front of him.

To Misaya's surprise, the man in front of him turned around and revealed that it was not a fierce beast who chose someone to eat, nor was it a hideous monster, nor was it a terrifying monster.

She has a beautiful face and a gentle smile on her face, giving her a sense of peace of mind, like a big brother next door.

The eyes that are as beautiful as rubies and gems are still smiling.

This sense of contrast really made Meisaye once again wondered whether the feeling she had just now was really her own illusion.

But his clothes were still wet, and his father was lying beside him.

The irrefutable matter makes Meisaye unable to escape.

Don't even know what to say.

The mixed emotions and thoughts are constantly intertwined in the brain.

"Did you scare you? Sorry, sorry, my name is Mo Junru, what's your name, little sister?"

As if aware of his own strangeness, the guy who called himself "Mo Junru."

The voice was as gentle and comfortable as the spring breeze.

While walking towards him, he squatted down in front of him and talked to himself at the same height.

There was still a faint smile on his face.

There is nowhere to escape.

No, it's the idea of ​​not being able to escape at all.

Meisa Ye suddenly panicked, her eyes rolling wildly, looking helpless.

Mo Jun was not anxious when he saw this, and turned his head to look at the fallen guy beside him.

I have a connection with him.

"Is he your father? It seems to be my client this time, but since let me come out of that horrible place, I will try my best to help you."

"The seven-day war will end soon."

He said so.

At that time, Meisa Ye didn't know the meaning of this sentence.

"Ling...Linglong Pavilion...Mei...Meisa Ye."

"People who pursue these things in this way have no good end."

Mo Junru only said this sentence after learning about the Holy Grail War.

"That, excuse me?"

Linglongguan Meishaye's father, his client looked at him and asked violently.

Right, after all, he almost died in his hands unconsciously.

It's not that you do it yourself.

It was the surrounding aura that affected him, causing him to commit suicide.

This is the performance of being too strong.

How can you treat this kind of guy carelessly?

Even if there is still a three-shot spell, even if the other party can be forced to listen to the order three times, will it still be slaughtered afterwards?

And the relationship is broken.

Therefore, he thinks it is still possible to communicate.

Meisa Yee on the side looked at herself curiously with her eyes wide open.

Obviously, I was scared to death just now.

Mo Junru lowered his head in thought after hearing this.

Who are you?

Do you have to introduce yourself with some compelling words?

But...just stay with them for seven days, there is no need to be so familiar, right?

But I have no resistance to this cute little girl!

He glanced at Mei Sa Ye secretly.

Mei Shaye still looked at him with her cute and Shui Lingling eyes open.

"bad!"

Mo Junru felt that he had fallen.

Falling into the eyes of a little girl...

He actually knew that he had no resistance to cute children at all.

At that time, his younger siblings loved them very much.

The degree of pampering even his sister is jealous.

Until later...

"Well me... the name Mo Junru, abandoned in the corner of memory, exiled in the gap of the world, came from the root, and resurrected here."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and raised the bangs on his forehead.

Meisa Ye didn't quite understand the meaning of his words.

Just looked at him blankly.

But the master of Linglong Pavilion who stood next to her was shocked, and even stepped back.

The elegant, steady and wise image disappeared in ordinary days.

Uh..

Since Mo Junru was summoned, these words had been out of touch with him.

"From the root"

"Appear here and resurrect"

These two words kept echoing in his ears.

If the follower in front of you doesn't lie, then the guy standing in front of you is no longer a follower.

Instead,

God!

He still remembered the scene before.

Unforgettable fear.

That is a dimensional gap, not a human category at all.

The father of Misha Yee subconsciously murmured:

"Ling Shu..."

"Ling Shu is useless to me, but I will help you in accordance with the contract. Although I am not pursuing the Holy Grail, since there is a contract, I will naturally help you with all my strength."

Mo Junru stood up after speaking, shaking the blood-colored robe on his body.

"There is only a seven-day war, and the rest of the people will definitely act as soon as possible, but before that, I want to feel the feeling of being alive."

He looked at the puzzled Misaya.

"Can Ling Qianjin stay with me?"