Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

My sister's attitude towards her is very strange, and everything she remembered that the other party did for one purpose, that is, to alienate her.

She was locked in the deepest basement of the Red Devil Hall and she was not allowed to go out. Although she would occasionally visit her at ordinary times, she would leave immediately.

Flandre is only a child, she naturally doesn't know what kind of existence a prisoner is, but now she really feels the taste of being imprisoned.

No one can understand her, and is not willing to play with her. Every day, every day, Flandre, who wakes up from a world of one person, can only silence the toys piled in the room.

The long-term loneliness made her forget the concept of time. She didn't remember how long she stayed here or how long she would stay here.

The contradictory spiral pierced Flandre's young heart until this day, a stranger appeared in her world.

"Huh? What? It turned out to be a kid. I thought I finally found DaZe, the mastermind of the change."

She has blond hair similar to herself, but she is not so gloomy as herself, the other party always seems to maintain a gleaming posture.

That's great.

Inexplicably, looking at the strange blond girl, Flandre showed envy.

But soon, she started a battle with this sister who made her feel unfamiliar.

Yes, it is fighting.

Although Flandre wanted to understand what was going on with that yearning in her heart, she still liked having someone to play with her more than this.

It has been too long since happiness appeared in her world.

She attacked her unfamiliar sister for the first time. Although the other party was a little panicked at first, she quickly reacted. Unlike those who once alienated her, she actually showed a happy smile.

"Barrage game? Interesting DaZe!"

While avoiding her own attack, this strange sister started to fight back with gorgeous magic, and at the same time, she asked herself without mind—

"Hey, kid, my name is Wugure Marisa. I'm a magician. How about you?"

"...Frandolore."

How long has no one asked his name?

It's been too long, I can't remember it.

Suddenly, Flandreu seemed to be touched somewhere deep in her heart. She smiled suddenly, revealing a smile that was crazier and more dangerous than ordinary children, but more in line with her heart.

"My name is Flandre, Flandre Scarlet!"

Wielding Levatine, that was Frandolore's weapon, a huge sword made of flames, she acted unscrupulously on her own instinct.

Destroying everything in front of me, and I really feel happy about it.

She chased Marisa, breaking the bedroom door, breaking the barrier in the basement, and even breaking the barrier set by Paqiuli in the library.

Never felt like this.

As if there was a tacit understanding, Flandre and Marisa were desperately immersed in the battle called "Barrage Game", even if there were gravel and sawdust splashing around them all the time.

Most of Marisa's magic are light and heat types. Although gorgeous, it seems to be slightly inferior in destructive power. Flandre's attack just makes up for this, and her attack power is full.

One of the two forgot that he was here to solve the abnormal change, and the other forgot that this was their home. They brought the art of fighting to the fullest.

Until she appeared--

"No wonder it's so noisy, Fran, it's you."

"Paki..."

The sudden appearance of a friend caused Flandre to wake up from the world of interest. She looked at the indifferent Paqiuli with some fear, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Remi is doing something very important now, don't trouble us."

Trouble,? It seems that it has always been like this.

Flandre's eyes dropped.

Unexpectedly, Pa Qiuli raised her hand when a jet of water struck, and Flandre, who did not want to resist, was easily comfortable in a water polo.

Water is the weakness of vampires, and Paqiuli uses this method to stop herself every time.

The excitement in her eyes was no longer the same, and only loss and powerlessness were left in her dim pupils. Paqiuli’s magic was like a cage, sealing herself in a dull world, without hope and unable to escape.

However, Flandre never thought that the so-called prison could be broken.

"Hey, magician, is this red mist your ghost?"

Without fear, this human magician Marisa, who seemed a little immature to Flandre, actually stood in front of Paqiuli.

"It seems that some so-called mouse has slipped in."

Watching Marisa coldly, the magic book in Paqiuli's hand began to shine with a strange light, and the destroyed magic array in the library began to reappear at a speed visible to the naked eye like time flows back.

"Hey, are you also a magician? Just right! Let's use magic to fight DaZe!"

Marisa took out the same props as the gossip stove, and at first glance, he knew how ridiculous it was compared to the power of the magician Pachuli Noreki who learned the orthodox magic, Qi Yao.

"Haha, hahahaha—"

It was a mocking laugh, even Paqiuli did not hide her contempt for Marisa, or that it was Paqiuli that made him feel disdainful.

"Interesting, just a kid who has been studying magic for a few years, dare to say such things in front of me."

When the words fell, the number of magic circles around him instantly doubled several times, and the library was already surrounded by densely packed magics waiting to be sent.

The expression on Marisa's face finally changed, Paqiuli raised her hand, and the light around her instantly became more dazzling.

"At least before you become an undead, let you see what real magic is like. After arriving in the underworld, it can also become a good conversation resource."

"Hey, don't underestimate me! Magician!"

Without hesitation, Marisa rode a broom and rushed up facing countless magic. The gossip stove in her hand emitted a weak but still dazzling light.

At that moment, Flandreu saw something different from the opponent's appearance, which seemed to have nothing to do with the strength of the power itself, but something more superior...

""Master Spark" (Extreme Spark)!"

Chapter 41 The Vampire Sisters and Passersby A+B

"If you don't do anything, nothing will change. I don't know what you are hesitating, but you can never go wrong if you do it according to your own heart."

An embarrassed black and white magician, Kiriyu Marisa left these words and left.