The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

Sunny afternoon.

Even today, students at the Audiovisual Private Magic Academy will be passionate about classes, and teachers and professors will also be passionate about communicating their knowledge. In the meantime, Principal Malea stares out the window with nothing to do.

Knock, knock!

When someone knocks, Malea turns her head powerlessly. Sarak, a layer of cloth covering her face, barely covered her face.

“Come in.”

A professor came in with the door open. He noticed how anxious it was to stand in front of the principal. I don't know who it is. It's been a long time since I took my hand off the world. Just, she maintained this school and was only passionate about further developing magic and passing it on to students.

“That's · · · · ·. A student in Yuseodam wants to meet the principal. ”

The words of an ordinary student would never have been conveyed here. However, in the words of Will, there was strength and even other teachers or students were unable to treat him with caution.

“We can't help it. Please tell me I can't go. ”

“Oh, I see. ”

After the professor returned, Malea touched her lips bitterly.

Saaa · · · · · ·. The fingers slowly began to scatter. Forcibly, forcefully, at the cost of increasing life expectancy. To meet only one person, she waited and waited again.

I remembered an old idea. It was an enemy thing when an immature girl wizard named Malea was taken to a place called Tutorial.

You believe me, don't you? ’

How did I answer that? Recalling that memory, Malea was forced to burst into laughter without my knowledge.

"No?"

‘· · · This kid? Anyway, you just have to follow this brother. ’

‘I don't call a stranger my brother. Mister.’

‘Hey, this is really gonna die. ’

Most of the time, it was a poetic conversation. At the time, he didn't seem to value his time. We don't fight with chopsticks to eat one piece of meat, we don't push each other to sleep in a more flat place, we don't risk our lives on one candy.

However.

After all this time.

I don't think I can go back.

It was a precious time.

Perhaps, the story of the present has not yet gone through. A long story from a time when you didn't know anything about tutorials. However, he was unable to share his memories with himself. There's only one reason. It was the Time Paradox.

Uxin!!

I couldn't say anything to him. Think about what happened back then. Was he unhappy then? However, every time I tried to convey such words, my heart ached. It's like this‘ world ’is trying to deny it.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

So, I was forced to chew the memories by myself.

‘Not there. I said,' Go right. ’

"Why? The left side is prettier. ’

‘Cause you're right. You did it!’

When was I? ’

A mysterious man who knew everything. He always carried a journal, but never explained what it was. I was curious. Why did he know everything? And why did he choose himself as his colleague, who was the least deprived girl there.

As time passed, my head became brighter.

I see.

We overlap the future and the past, and that's how we met.

Last day.

I would have asked that.

Probably, crying.

‘· · · Mister. We can meet again, right? ’

He didn't cry. He smiled and replied, but somehow he was so sorry.

‘Yes, we can meet. ’

I believed it. So, he survived by force.

Saaaa! Now the wrist is disappearing. I checked my ankle, and it was as quiet as I expected. It's been years since my face disappeared. She persisted and endured to meet her last will, but now it was the limit.

‘· · · · · In the end, I met him like this and he left without saying anything. ’

The moment you share a memory with him, your presence disappears. The Time Paradox was so powerful. But it's okay. In exchange for Malea's existence, I handed him the journal.

Perhaps the future girl, Malea, can have another happy time with her will. It's a gullet that never ends.

I can be happy forever.

Isn't that enough?

With that in mind, Malea closed her eyes and fell asleep chewing on the day she was happy.

· · · · · I tried to.

Oh, wait! Wait a minute, students!

Oh, get out of my way.

Professor, should we get rid of everything?

Uh, plug it into the ceiling.

Pavabac! With the sound of the building shaking, the hallway has calmed down. Then someone came in, choking on the principal's office.

“· · · · · ·. ”

“Uh, it's me. ”

A strange tone mixed with a half-horse and a john. He came all the way here because he couldn't stand the curiosity. The laughter leaked. He frowned whether he didn't like it or not, but he approached him confidently and didn't want to sit on the couch.

Then he reaches out to the cotton wool.

I didn't want to see the missing face, so I could stop it to stop it. He didn't have to. His face hardened.

“You, what, this. ”

It's a price for beating the odds by force. The existence itself is extinct. Still, that's amazing.

“That's crazy, that's great. Do something. ”

As if talking to someone, Yusuf moaned and stroked Malia's cheek.

‘· · · ah? ’

And then, surprisingly.

The sensation of the face returned. Malea, who tried to raise her hand and touch her face without even knowing it, was surprised that her hand had grown again, and was surprised twice that she felt a "face" on her fingertips.

A face, and a being of his own.

I came back.

“It's temporary. You've lived too, too long. ”

“That's it. ”

He was still a mysterious man. What the hell did he write? You still won't answer.

“You have less than a half an hour. ”

Yuseodam looked straight at her. It was still an eye that did not remember him. Slightly, circled, but irrelevant.

Thirty minutes.

Long time if long, short time if short.

If his life was only half an hour away, someone would say he was unhappy, but at this moment he felt no more happiness.

He will, too.

Having a sweet dream that seemed like it couldn't be done like a dream in the middle of the summer night, isn't it the happiest ‘last’ time in the world?

So Malea laughed. To not miss this dream, to not waste a minute or a second, I looked at him.

At the end, she laughed like that.

*

Earth, air garden of spirits.

Anader League Guild Ajit.

Central white tower, 73rd floor, Yekaterina's office.

· · · On the inside of Yekaterina, in Library District B of the White Witch.

She hums her nostrils and traces the book.

Magic Scroll, Magic Scroll, Magic Scroll!

There is no place as comfortable and happy as here. Yekaterina's pace was faster with the rhythm of the piano playing automatically. Ten days after Yu Seo Dam left his seat. I wasn't exhausted at all because I had enough energy left in my body.

“Let's read this today. ”

Magic has now become everything to Yekaterina. But as other disciplines do, all disciplines have limitations in their development. Every time, so many scholars were desperate that they would kneel, but Yekaterina did not have to.

This place is home to a magical shotgun that has evolved to the end. Yekaterina had to write 'human magic’ separately because it was impossible to understand this with the brains of the general public. Witch magic can turn your mind upside down.

“Umm · · ·. ”

Sitting in a thoughtful rocking chair, moaning gushed out of her mouth, enjoying more relaxing ‘leisure’ than anyone else in the world. After a few busy days, you can relax.

I don't think I can understand the fact that I have to rest by studying.

After a while, she read a book with her legs bent. When I was a child, I couldn't eat and grew up tall, so sometimes my legs didn't touch the floor, but that's resolved by lowering the chair with a thought.

However, I have been eating well lately (Ye Sa Hye forcibly feeds) and feel a little tall. My skin fluttered.

In a short time, the moment you pick up the eleventh scroll after frequencizing the ten scrolls.

‘ · · · · · ·! ’

Twinkling, something warm fell on her chest.

It was a familiar sensation, because it was a sense that the man who took his soul had returned to this world. Yekaterina, whose face brightened in an instant, immediately escaped the library and opened her eyes. When I returned to reality, a brief dizziness occurred, but I woke up sober within. Then he opened the door of the office and tried to run out, but he was already there.

“Long time no see.”

“Ah, Seodham! ”

He hurriedly looked at the screen to see if he was doing something with his smartphone and put it in his pocket. She also knows what Seodam did. He probably sent a text to the people around him announcing his return.

“Let's go in. I have something to tell you. ”

“Is that so?”

I wanted to tell you something. As soon as I got back, Yekaterina took the expensive coffee from the office and sat down. He took out three books on the table.

“Yekaterina. Your soul, I have it. ”

“Oh, yeah. Yes.”

“· · · Do you feel anything about the side effects lately? ”

Yekaterina's expression hardened quickly.

Alda. I keep telling myself the feelings of my will, and I am assimilated. And his thoughts keep slipping away from him. The frequency is getting worse, so the presence of Yekaterina will be a part of the story. I wonder if Yekaterina's self will still be there.

“I want to give you complete freedom. ”

“· · · · ”

“This book. It's a paper on" Souls "from the world. It's very precious because it was written by a very great man who beat him with his bare hands. ”

There are no disciplines on Earth. At the moment Yekaterina's eyes sparkled with curiosity, she said.

“With this, let's separate our souls again. ”

Her hand stopped as she stretched toward the book. He smiled whether he thought the reaction was positive.

“I want to guarantee your privacy. Oh, don't worry about the White Witch Library. It's going to be hard to open the next book without your help, but whatever book you want to see in it, I'll make a copy and bring it out.”

“No.”

“Can you come? ”

She raises her head. I was glad, but I thought I hid my face to hide it, but Yekaterina was looking cold.

“No, why, that, not to you. ”

“Why am I harmless? ”

I couldn't understand it. You're giving me back my soul. Why do you refuse it?

I asked why.

“· · · · · Just, no. ”

Then I didn't answer.

Yekaterina bites her lips slightly and brings one hand to her chest. He probably won't know for the rest of his life. The mysterious sense that his soul is connected to the most precious person, so that he can always know that he is alive.

She never wanted to miss this sense that it was connected to her, no. No, I didn't want to cut it off. The White Witch's Library? I don't need that. It didn't have to be. Just the fact that it was connected was important.

However, Yekaterina did not necessarily explain that part. An eye filled with many emotions, he looked at the old story that was still panicking.

Seriously, he was an idiot.

Yekaterina sighs and reaches for the book. Rather, the approximate content came into her head as Paige moved on. The ability to scan letters instantly. As a wizard, it's a basic gesture.

“· · · There's a lot of good stuff in there. ”

“Is that so? ”

“Yes. I think it's very detailed about the soul. ”

In the meantime, jaw the book! I repeated what I just said with a loud voice.

“Very, very detailed. ”

“ · · · · · ·? ”

“It's written in detail. Don't you know? There are countless ways to stop the fairy tale that is happening to us right now, even if we don't have to separate our souls. ”

“Eh! ”

I didn't know that. I always thought that separating souls was the only fundamental solution. Yekaterina smiled softly.

“You've got it. In this book, you can look it up. Tell us how to explain the phenomenon that is happening now, and how to solve it again. ”

In the end, Yuseong smiled face to face and nodded. I still couldn't understand her decision. However, the other person said they didn't like it, so it wasn't forced to proceed.

The three books were in Yekaterina's arms, and I had no idea.

To her, a witch and a genius wizard, about what this three-volume "Spirit" paper means.

Soul Separation (2) End