Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End

It has been three days since Roja's squatting. During the three days, Melti's life has basically not changed. According to her and Roja's previous plan, she still runs to a few fixed places every day.

The commercial street, the musical instrument club, and the coffee shop are all places where Shirley has been visited before, but they are all public places with high crowds during the holidays, and every time before the night, the girl will return with the crowd. to the dormitory.

Never be alone, but not to do nothing uncharacteristically, not only to ensure safety, but also to paralyze the enemy, this is Roja's request to Melty.

But I have to say, this is very stressful for an untrained young girl.

Walking on the road of the commercial street, Melty felt uneasy in her heart. Since Roja told her the truth, the girl's feeling of being watched by someone became much clearer. Although she has been trying to ignore it, but today's sixth sense But very serious.

A sense of crisis far beyond the usual bred in the girl's heart, and Melty almost subconsciously understood one thing.

The cultists are about to start.

The face of the girl who sensed the other party's thoughts stiffened and her hands trembled slightly. The friends who were traveling with her were unsurprisingly aware of Melty's wrong, and they asked with concern. The girl was silent for a moment, and Roja's advice and words appeared in her mind. Senior Sister's face finally held back the fear and raised the corners of her mouth, which she attributed to the labor pains of her period.

This explanation was reasonable and did not arouse anyone's suspicion. She followed everyone back to the dormitory. Melty walked into the porch and closed the door, then walked to the living room and hugged the pillow on the sofa and started shaking.

"Sir, are you there?"

"I am here."

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The voice that came from out of nowhere echoed in the girl's ears, and the tears that Melti had endured for a long time flowed out.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I..."

Melty was sobbing on the side, and in the dark space, the black-haired teenager was sitting opposite her, watching the frightened girl and sighing.

"...Hold on, I have a hunch, he's about to show up, this is the last moment."

The gentle voice soothed the girl and made Melty nodded slightly. After a long time, the girl wiped away the tears on her face and was finally able to force herself to calm down.

"Lord Roja, I'm sorry, I'm too timid."

"No, you are already brave."

The black-haired boy stared at this strong girl, and couldn't help but feel a little heartache. This tragedy has really hurt too many people. Whether it's physical or mental, Melty, who has persisted for so long, is almost at the limit.

It's time to end.

The boy who clenched his cane thought so and silently made a promise.

"If I guess right, there will be a change tonight, I swear to Shia, I will definitely protect you."

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It shouldn't be a big problem.

In the forest outside the southwest corner of the third dormitory area, a middle-aged man in a staff robe stared grimly at Melty's room, and his heart gradually dropped.

Although the apostle's severe order made Matthews nervous last night, after a day's observation, Matthews did not see anything wrong with Melty's actions.

From the time she got up to go out to the places she went, all of them were where she ran in the past few days. Although the time to return to the dormitory was a little earlier these two days, it was nothing. As a student, she ran for a week under the pressure of the college. It's not natural to dare to get tired and nervous for nothing.

On the other hand, because the apostle was afraid of the newly admitted freshman, Matthews took time to observe the so-called counseling department today, but the result made him no longer nervous.

In the past few days, students from the Purple Rose faction have come to the so-called consulting department every day to challenge them. Facing the third-year members of the Purple Rose, the first-year students of the consulting department were timid. I heard that the two resident deputy ministers did not Dare to come and study countermeasures with that Roa Arkat at the station every day.

In order to avoid being considered to be shrinking, the Blue Rose faction even dug up a swimming pool to cover up and hired a bunch of coachmen to carry the soil. This behavior of the shrinking turtle made Matthews laugh.

"What kind of Akart family, isn't it a noble of a religious country? It's really nervous."

At the end of the observation, Matthews did not care about the reasons why the apostles urged him. In his opinion, the other party was afraid of a rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years. The Akart family may have threatened them in the past, but after all past.

One generation is fierce, can it be fierce from generation to generation?

In recent decades, Matthews has never heard any big news about the Akart family. He doesn't know them and has no interest in them. In his opinion, Leinster, the area with the highest density of supernatural beings, any scholar family can much more powerful than them.

Roja, he is just a source-level 4 boy with some talent, what kind of storm can he handle? What's more, he was still suppressed by Zi Qiangwei. The relationship between the two parties was so bad because of the confrontation before the start of the school. He even witnessed it in the academy.

Thinking of this, Matthews raised his mouth, reached out and took out a small box to open it, and a black flying insect flew out. However, unlike ordinary insects, the abdomen of this flying insect was a human being. Eye.

Yes, that's why Matthews' cult needs to keep killing people

, because they need materials for experiments, especially the bodies of superhumans, which are far more adaptable to magic elements than ordinary people, and can be used as raw materials for spells without processing like monsters.

The sinful flying insect hovered in front of Matthews for a while and accepted the order. After the two parties established a spell connection, they rose into the air, while the middle-aged man in the forest pressed his left eye with his glowing fingers.

Following the swaying vision of the flying insects, Matthews' eyes rose into the air, passed through the window, and entered Melty's room on the third floor. The flying insects were almost silent, and the girl who seemed to be busy with her homework was concentrating. , did not notice at all.

nobody.

As the flying insects observed each room in Melty, Matthews could basically be sure that the girl was alone at home. This situation was not surprising to him who had been monitoring for several days. As for Melty himself, except for There was nothing unusual except for some redness and swelling of the eyes.

Did you cry? Because I can't find anyone?

Matthews in the woods sneered at the girl's stupidity, and directed the Ogre to fly out of the house without a sound.

"Don't cry, you don't need to find someone else, it's time for someone else to find you."

The middle-aged man said this with a smile while looking at the gradually sinking night, and in the dark space, the teenager who witnessed the flying insects leaving also showed a murderous smile.

"finally come."

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After night fell, the dormitory building was silent, and Matthews decided to start immediately after waiting for the lights in the girl's room to go out and confirming that there was no one nearby.

Silently sneaking into the building, the figure of the middle-aged man was like a shadow, hard to find in the dark night. After reaching the door of Melty's room on the third floor, Matthews did not knock on the door or break the door lock. The tall body squeezed inward along the gap of the door as if it had turned into rolling slime.

After squeezing his body into the room inch by inch, Matthews quickly returned to his original state. This behavior did not cause any noise and did not attract the attention of others. The breathing of the girl in the room was steady, and the nearby residents did not make any movement.

In the silence, the man came to the living room. The dark hall was empty. Looking in from the entrance of the hall, Melty was sleeping on the bed in the room. Matthews reached out and touched the pocket on his waist, ready to Ok follow-up processing.

After killing Melti, he will use the corrosive liquid to completely dissolve and vaporize the corpse. When the smelly gas dissipates, the world will no longer have the girl who caused him trouble, and the blame from the apostle can stop.

In order to get through this relatively special period, Matthews has decided that the entire organization will temporarily stop after this matter, and will continue to look for high-quality experimental materials from the academy when the weather is calm in a few years. The girl's current efforts are in his opinion. But it was a farce.

People who didn't need to die were meddling because of their needless kindness, seeking their own death for the justice that didn't exist, and the final result was that nothing could be changed.

He will continue to live in the academy as a faculty member, respected by the students, the organization will continue to exist, and only these stupid eventful people will disappear.

With a sneer on his face, the middle-aged man was about to step into the room when he suddenly found that the neighborhood became a little cold at some point.

Um? what happened? How come the indoor temperature is not as good as the outdoor temperature?

Matthews, who blinked his eyes, has not yet reacted. A hand suddenly stretched out from the empty space and grabbed his left arm. The next moment, the cold air that seemed to freeze his soul rushed into him like a flood of open gates. In his body, the night was separated by the white mist, and a figure suddenly appeared beside Matthews. The young man with golden eyes smiled and whispered in his ear like a god of death.

"You finally came."

"what--!"

At the moment when he heard the sound, the severe pain finally came, and Matthews screamed suddenly, and also understood something that he couldn't believe.

He got hit.

"damn it!"

In the sound of cursing, the middle-aged man made a decisive decision. The left shoulder, which had not been frozen, made a muffled sound and broke off at the root. Then it swelled and exploded. All were blocked, and the rest were swept away by the white mist.

Matthews, who had lost a lot of blood, was pale, covering his shoulders and clenching his teeth to endure the pain, while in front of him, the teenager who stepped on his stump and broken arm out of the fog smiled.

"Don't hold back, you can call out."

Roja Akart kindly said:

"I love to hear it."