I refuse the witch [wear game]

Chapter III

To be a brother or a father is a question.

Dale hesitated a little.

After considering the two options for a long time, she suddenly realized something.

After the option prompt, there is another sentence [Find a reasonable excuse for all the differences between Dale's behavior in the past and your current one, if you fail, you will face death punishment], which means that she must make a completely different choice from the previous Dale.

What was Dale like before?

In the "Witch's Creed" appeared in front of her eyes. The long, curly-haired and beautiful witch swayed and walked forward with an arrogant smile. She stepped on the steps in front of her with one foot and raised her hand.

Do you need to ask again? If this Yazi is not his father, who is his father??

In this way, she had a clue about the options. Thinking of the "brother is absolutely impossible" she swore when she chose for the first time, Dai'er touched her face that was burning with pain and chose A dejectedly.

[Ding! Brother mode, open!]

Dale glanced at these words sadly, and lit a wax in her heart to establish her integrity that she would die from this moment on.

Then, she fell forward and hugged Xiwei's thigh firmly and accurately!

Everyone was frightened by her sudden movements and took a few steps back. Only Xiwei was hugged by her tightly, unable to move, and looked at her in shock.

Dai'er took a deep breath, and at this point, she can be regarded as giving up!

"Xiwei, I didn't mean to, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I found the coat of arms you lost, and I never dared to return it to you. It was hard to see that everyone was gone today, so I secretly wanted to put it with you, but I didn't expect it to be found... Xiwei, I really didn't steal your things..."

She was out of breath from crying, and she added a private sentence to the pile of confessions in troubled waters: "I know you are the kindest Xiwei, you will not blame me, right... I am just a younger brother... I'm sorry!!!"

Xiwei, who was hugged by her thigh, looked strange: Is it my illusion? I seem to have heard something strange mixed in just now?

But soon, she recovered from the shock, bent down to help Dale up from the ground, and took out her handkerchief to wipe away her tears: "Okay, Dale, don't cry, I'm not angry. You and I grew up together, and naturally you know that the coat of arms may be the only relic my parents left me. I'm glad I didn't lose it, thank you for finding it."

Her expression was sincere and moving, and her blue eyes were like the best pearls and jade. While Dale thought to herself who could stand it, she held Xiwei's hand tearfully: "I knew you wouldn't misunderstand me! Woohoo, you are so kind."

It was not until this time that everyone who had retreated a few steps in unison came back to their senses, looked at each other, and saw a look of incomprehension and suspicion in each other's eyes. You must know that Dale's personality is usually withdrawn and surly, and she will only fight directly without a word on such occasions, but she is also weak and has no skills, so the final result is usually that she herself is pressed to the ground, and there is nothing good about falling. Why did she change her s*x today?

The sharp-voiced red-haired girl was probably the one who was most frightened by her appearance. She took a breath of cold air: "Xiwei, you actually wiped her tears with your handkerchief? Don't you think it's dirty?"

With tears in her eyes, Dai'er could see the expressions in everyone's eyes, but she had a plan in her heart. Before Xiwei could react, she said, "Xiwei, I had a dream."

Speaking of this, her tears that had not been wiped off just now fell again, and her face was filled with infinite longing and longing: "You may not believe it, I... I dreamed of Muse."

Speaking of Muse, everyone in the room quieted down. No matter what they were thinking, they all restrained their expressions first.

"Praise Muse." Everyone bowed their heads slightly and made a gesture of clasping their hands in front of their chests.

Although this game was called "Witch's Creed", in fact, the god that everyone believed in on this Kassala continent was the Corona Muse, who represented light and justice. The Muse statue she saw in the small courtyard before was this Muse.

And the Iya Monastery where they were located was also the Corona Muse. Since childhood, each of them had been taught to praise Muse, because it was Muse who gave everyone life, food, sunlight, and the ability to use magic. No matter what the occasion, you must show that you are a follower of Muse and never blaspheme Muse.

And at this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Dai'er, with a deeper shock than that moment just now.

Muse never dreams, and if he does, he sends down an oracle.

All those who were dreamt by Muse were blessed and protected by the Kassala Continent. They had the most beautiful and pure souls. If they were lucky, Muse would grant this lucky Son of God some protection and skills.

Being mused into a dream can be said to be one of the highest honors for everyone who believes in Corona Muse.

However, it was precisely because of this that everyone's eyes turned from shock to jealousy.

Why! Why would Muse fall into her dream?

The red-haired girl couldn't take it anymore and screamed, "You lied! How could Muse be in your dream!! You lied!!"

Dai'er glanced over with a warning in her eyes: "Who dares to use Muse to deceive people? Do you dare?"

The red-haired girl shut her mouth abruptly.

Yes, in the monastery of Muse, who would dare to lie in the name of Muse?

Where there is light, there is Muse. Muse is everywhere, watching everyone. Anyone who disrespects Muse will be considered a betrayal of Muse.

This is a sentence in the code that they have learned since childhood.

Dale's expression softened again, and her face wore a dreamy expression: "I can't tell you what Muse said to me. However, since Muse favors me, I will also become better in the future. Returning the coat of arms to Xiwei is just the first step. From today on, I, Dale, will change my face and be a new person!"

She spoke with sonorous force and justification, unable to refute.

Someone suddenly thought of something and muttered, "So... did you hand in the paper early in the classroom today because Muse gave you the blessing to finish the paper?"

Dale was waiting for this sentence, and she glanced at the speaker with a smile, but did not say yes or no.

The more mysterious and ambiguous she was, the more others believed her words.

The oracle cannot be said or revealed. And Dale's extraordinary performance today is exactly what she did after being descended from the oracle?

Unknowingly, everyone believed her words. Even though the red-haired girl was jealous and unwilling, she didn't dare to say anything more, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

A progress bar marked "Find a Good Excuse" appeared in front of Dale from the blank, gradually filled in, and finally ticked the end, and then disappeared.

It seemed that she had completed the task ahead of schedule.

It was lunchtime soon. In the end, it was a small town on the border of the empire, and the supply of materials was not abundant, and there was often a shortage of lunch.

Xiwei hesitated for a moment and invited, "Dale, do you want to have lunch with me?"

Just after a thrilling catastrophe, Dale herself still felt a little shocked and had no appetite, so she rejected Xiwei.

Xiwei seemed to want to say something more, but she still left here.

Finally, Dale was the only one left in the room.

The series of plots just now were developing too fast, and now she felt a sense of exhaustion welling up in her heart. She walked back to her bed, and she didn't care about the damp bedding. She rolled over and lay down, and then raised her hands.

Because the nanny in the monastery has been doing rough work all year round, although her hands are still very young, there are various small wounds and calluses on her hands, which look shocking, but they don't hurt much. Maybe this body has become accustomed to this kind of pain, and even numb.

She smiled bitterly, thinking that this might be one of the reasons why the original owner turned black later. After all, judging from her short half-day experience, this was not a pleasant memory.

She was in a daze when she heard someone laugh softly.

Dai'er was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned over and stood up. She looked around to make sure that she didn't see the slightest figure, and then whispered: "Who?"

Following her words, a figure appeared on the window lattice almost out of thin air.

The figure was wearing a beautiful and complicated dress, with lace sticking out from the neckline, and then outlined the figure of a teenager.

The young man had an extremely handsome face, his light brown hair was slightly messy, a few of them hung down on his forehead, the bridge of his nose was straight, and the outline of his cheeks was so beautiful that it was almost unreal. He had the most authentic blue eyes, no matter what the owner of the eyes looked like, those eyes were like natural hooks, which made people unable to help but indulge in it. The young man sat on the window lattice like this, one leg bent up, and the other long leg hung down casually, swaying in the air.

Dale suddenly looked like a dish.

Damn, she knows this person, isn't this the male protagonist of this game Eichmann???

To be precise, it is one of the male protagonists.

Yes, this "Witch's Creed" seems to be an RPG action game, but in fact, in terms of plot... it is a little more than Otome. After all, it has a kind and gentle heroine that everyone loves, and no longer has a variety of characters. In short, the handsome male protagonists have a Shura Arena, and they seem to be ashamed of the heroine who has been portrayed so well.

Dale also complained about this when she played the game, saying that the game was called the Witch's Creed, and the Witch's Harem was almost there.

In short, Eichmann, who appeared in front of Dale at this time, was one of these male protagonists.

These were not the key points. The key point was that Eichmann's true identity was the heir of the Anuklens family, which was the most famous and oldest demon-hunter family in the entire Kassala continent. Eichmann, who had been trained as an heir since childhood, had different talents.

In other words, in the plot of that year, Eichmann was the strongest and most terrifying opponent of the original master who was blackened and possessed.

Eichmann Anukelens sat on the window lattice with a smile, looked at her, and said, "Miss, did you... really dream of Muse?"