Hao Duoyu watched the little girl suddenly start casting spells—

——Here! Hirose Jun, thank you for so many years. When SAKURA in your hometown is open next year, I will take your ashes back for burial and arrange your vassals by the way...

Then Hao Duoyu found himself cracked.

He saw the rings that Guanglai gave him to operate the monsters flying in the air - along with his half of his arm.

——Huh? The script should be that Guang Lai was blown to death. I used this ring to control the monster to disguise it as...

Hao Duoyu's vision was spinning, obviously because his upper body flew up and was spinning in the air.

For a moment, he saw Guanglai still standing there.

--Why?

With this question, he stopped thinking forever.

**

"Hao Duoyu" roared at Ma Xiaomei: "What are you doing?"

"Of course I'm looking at whether what you're telling is the truth." The little girl grinned and showed a treacherous smile. "I've blown the monster's owner to death. It should lose control and become violent, right?"

"you!"

"Hao Duoyu" pointed at Ma Xiaomei's nose: "You guy..."

Ma Xiaomei kicked the other person in the stomach: "Call me Captain Nemo!"

Masha watched all this and couldn't help but sigh that his sister was really not afraid of heaven or earth.

Seeing the person kicked by the little girl's angry look, Masha concluded that he had won the prize.

The instructions he gave to the little girl were to "kill others first".

Masha always felt that it was a bit wrong for a Freudian school to take the initiative to come out and confess his identity when there was a tool person present.

The enemy can completely make plans for a long time and not be greedy for this wave of double trust.

Masha faced the enemy directly, and there was nothing he could do, so he fought with Tengjin head-on.

If there is a choice, Masha will choose to fight head-on only if he is crazy.

Moreover, the little girl had encountered the Freud school once before, and the Freud school was not coming directly at all, and it was just a trick.

Masha felt that it is very likely that most Freudian schools had this tendency.

So he asked the little girl to detonate the others first.

——Did you actually bet on me right?

Masha breathed a sigh of relief.

If the bet is wrong, according to "Hao Duoyu", the little girl will have to face a Freud school monster and an out-of-control smoke monster at the same time.

Masha, a weirdo in the Freud school, was not worried.

He drank the little girl's bacteria, and as long as the situation was wrong and he would be done.

But this out-of-control monster is not something that the little girl, who only has the ability to cast spells and Pasteur school skills in the fourth grade of elementary school, can handle.

——Since you have the right bet, the next question is how to fool this former Freudian tool man.

But Masha couldn't speak, so he could only leave it to the little girl.

——Damn it, if the manipulator dies, the monster will lose control. If we didn’t do this, we could completely control the life and death of the remaining guy, and we would have won this game! This victory is equivalent to a major economic disadvantage of 10,000, okay?

——Now, because the monsters cannot be out of control, we cannot take action.

——It can only be seen by the little girl’s performance.

The little girl put her waist on her back and looked at the fake: "You should thank me, I rescued you from this guy's control."

The fake hiccup - this is spewing out methane from his belly - roared: "Fuck! He and I are partners! Most of the skills of the Freud school are useless for those who know his identity! He and I have established deep trust in our long-term cooperation, and you are not allowed to insult our bonds like this!!"

Masha once again realized what a terrible school the Freudian school was.

——No wonder Freud himself directly claimed in his "Message" that this school does not have the skills and spells that directly modify people's minds like spiritual magic. Is it okay if they look down on that kind of thing?

The fake roared at the little girl: "I don't care whether you are a master or something! You must pay the price for your behavior!"

Then he took out the reel without warning and was about to tear it - this was obviously faster than casting!

But the little girl had already held the ignition stick in her hand.

This one is faster, there will be flames whenever the button is pressed.

The explosion happened again.

The little girl was kicked off several times, got out all the way, and then stopped after hitting the ruins.

Even if it has the attribute of a "naughty child", the little girl has to lie on the ground and ease it down after being hit.

However, the situation did not allow her to lie on the ground and remain motionless.

Masha heard the scream.

At the same time, he saw the black human figure with long legs suddenly spread, turning into black mist and swallowing everything in his vision at a speed that was lightning speed!

The little girl was lying on the ground, humming, and it seemed that her foot was hit.

Seeing that she was about to be swallowed by the black fog, she activated the Rocket Belt.

So the little girl rushed forward with sparks and lightning, and her chest rubbed violently with the floor.

Although she tried hard to raise her chin, she still knelt on the ground several times.

After the brief jet of the Rockets belt was over, the little girl turned over and struggled to support her upper body and look back.

The black fog flowed violently, creating a sharp scream.

But they did not catch up, and the border of the black fog stopped less than forty centimeters from the soles of the little girl's feet.

The little girl gasped.

Masha also breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he turn his perspective and observe the girl's condition - he had been staring at the black fog just now.

The front part of the girl's clothes had become strips of cloth, and her white skin was covered with scratches.

Her chin was already dark, which made Masha feel distressed.

——Fortunately, the little guy has no chest and is easy to slide, otherwise this rocket belt would have caused her to be seriously injured.

The little girl sat up and began to perform healing magic on herself, while saying to herself: "Why don't this violent monster chase after me?"

Although Masha couldn't talk directly to the little girl, he replied: "I think it seems that it has been limited in its range of movement."

——Yes, it feels like something limits the range of activities of the monster.

——The defense of the Marquis’ Mansion should have been almost destroyed. When the servants were besieged just now, they did not see any mechanism limiting the range of activities of the black fog...

——Is this monster protecting his master's body?

As soon as Masha made such a speculation, something was sprayed out by the black fog.

The thing landed at the little girl's feet.

The little girl kicked the thing away with one kick, obviously treating it as a bomb or something bad.

However, Masha saw clearly that it was the fake guy's head just now, and it was half chewed.

——Aren’t you protecting the owner’s body? What is that…

——Wait! The monster will indeed lose control because of the death of its master, and the monster in the Freud school still regards the tool man who controls the monster as his own scapegoat... He must have some way to control the monster after the tool man dies!

——Is it a prop? Although no one uses this prop now, so the monster cannot be controlled, the props still limit the monster's range of activities?

Masha felt that part of her mind as an RPG player became restless.
Chapter completed!