Chapter 513: 513 Episode Five Hundred Six: Meet the Milky White

When he was given this talisman, Abel said:

"... this is what should protect Al's 'heart'"

"About now?"

"… i.e., fascination. Madness. Charm. Confused. Hypnosis. Charm. Self-defeat. Charming. Fantasy. Charming. Other sorceries and curses that act on the mind. … especially if the strength of the surgeon exceeds that of me, although it cannot be fully effective"

In other words, it is a delicacy of "versus mental defense".

The problem here is that this only plays something that affects my 'heart'.

Trying to hang illusions on me, for example, doesn't work, but it doesn't make sense to what hangs on 'other than me', like that magical genius who was in the Great Ice Plains - the witch magician's cover-up in Lünelöp.

Also, material interference - from under the influence of drugs, etc., cannot escape.

Only, limited to a magical approach.

Still, the ability to protect the spirit would be the performance of a breakthrough.

In real life, this kind of "handkerchief" has an extraordinary effect.

If I don't have a talisman, I'm almost defenseless against them.

Because you can't protect your mind in the "Muddy Water Demon Wall" that you take care of scattered.

Luckily, however, this talisman was never effective until today.

Today, though.

The talisman that Abel gave me protected me for the first time.

(This guy... has been setting something up...!?)

There are no people around.

Then this' milky child ', now in front of us, becomes the leading suspect.

However, because I have the weakness of not being good at detective witchcraft, the case of yet another person lurking and interfering remains as an impossible possibility to throw away.

…………

I stared at the child without alarm.

The child, who was approaching with a melting smile, laughed only at his mouth, leaving the grin in his eyes erased.

- Heh.

And I shrugged.

Not only are you smiling, but even your voice is compelling.

It's as if it hangs on its face and voice itself, even in enchanting magic.

"You see me as me... Are you using extra powerful magic defenses, or are you equipped with treasure class protective equipment for your Magic Guidance and Illusion Experience... - I don't think he's got a scripture on the boulder."

I'm the only one? Is this the guy?

But it's not military uniform, but you only look like a girl, and your voice is oddly cute.

The clothes are definitely for men.

"... who are you and what can I do for you?

Ask to squeeze it out.

He's the kind of guy who suddenly interferes with his mind.

For no other reason than to be on guard.

The milky child flaunted his shoulder, for God's sake.

"Isn't that the one who's been 'peeking' at this one first? I just answered your approach."

Arrowhead, this guy seemed to notice then.

"... so you've attacked me"

"I don't like it. I can't believe it's an attack. I was just trying to surprise you. I was gonna take the look of" Your Beloved. "

If it wasn't for the talisman, would it have looked like someone in our family?

I became more and more alert.

"Don't be so glamorous, Alto Crane Putt"

――

This guy, you know me!

You didn't just say you noticed your gaze?

"So don't be so vigilant. I'm asking Lewis about you. Whatever, he's a great genius?

Is it Mr. Trudy's junior, that literary girl-like eyeglass boy?

Speaking of which, you had a past that had put on a brown handsome man who was a tough guy to beat on in the previous license exams.

Is this guy an extension of that, too?

"Ugh..."

Seeing my reaction, the creepy child is laughing couscous.

It's like seeing a fool in an outrageous behavior.

"This is Her Royal Highness the Fourth Princess' study hall, right? The purpose is set for Her Royal Highness.... Well, it's true that you were about to go to 'Greet' any minute. What we met here today was a real coincidence. - Or."

Unguarded.

The reaction was delayed because we came really close to defenselessness.

The white child was hugging me.

"- Or maybe you and I are bound by a white thread of destiny (...)?

"- Huh!?"

I got chilly.

My tongue crawls on my neck muscle, and I hear a proper sound.

I waved my arms in a hurry, and before that, the white child, away from me, was laughing at Couscous.

Only the sweet aroma faintly lingers.

"You don't have to freak out so much, you know? I thought you just had a taste."

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What white child licks his own lips with a pepper?

The next moment, I was opening my eyes.

"- Oh, this is amazing...... eh! I've never seen such delicious magic before. Wouldn't it be a level of delicacy that once tasted around the appetizing spirits and evil spirits, you wouldn't be able to stay without them anymore? Even if we look at it as a mere 'bait', shall we rate Alto Crane Putt as worthless?"

What the hell is this guy?

Did you really, really eat magic...!?

To humans, is it edible...!?

"... who are you..."

To squeeze him out, the white child groaned as a kyoton, and then, to make him laugh bitterly.

"Oh, I did. This one knew you, so you knew me. Only a few moments ago, they were asking me," Who is it? "

He took a respectful tribute like a nobleman. It was a man's method.

"I'm Pugmalion. At least that's what they call me, and so is my registered name here. - But, yeah... Shall I specifically allow you to call me 'Galatea'? It's special, huh?

Close one eye and he laughs.

I don't know what I'm good at.

What the hell, this guy?

"Whoa. Give me a laugh. It's unusual for me to like someone in person, isn't it? I'm proud of you."

"... if you like me, it's what I get."

"I do. I'll make you particularly unhappy. That's already in the dark, isn't it?

I don't know what you mean.

If you like it, you make it unhappy, or it's a disjunction.

White children hold up their milky white lips.

"I guess wanting to make someone important happy is a common philosophy across races? I'm just a little bit, that's all I'm screwing (...). I want you to be unhappy because I like you. That's just what I think. Yeah, but whatever you do, right?

Are you kidding me?

Or are you serious?

"Some priests cut their pennies, give their holidays back, but they do what they do for someone, right? Those who sprinkle free love and distribute happiness to a little more people. I'm just that 'subspecies'. Even if I don't have a profit. Or as a result, even if I know I'm going to lose myself. I just hope to do everything in my power to bring misfortune to everything in the world. - Pure."

"Where's the point in letting me hear that nasty talk?

"I liked you. So I just wanted you to know the Fundamental Philosophy. - Oh, I just wanted Alto Cramput to know who Pugmalion is."

He laughs.

I laugh in an innocent manner, like our sister shows, not with an ironic and evil grin.

"- Reaching out to the stars is an ancient human dream"

Turn off your smile, he says.

"Then, when you get to it, what do you do? Don't you think it's good to corrupt the stars again?

"... what do you want to say?

"- Moonrayne has two moons. If you can reach it, I'll drop it, and I'll be happy again."

That's two of those girls.

Is it a declaration of war that makes my friend unhappy?

"Ah...... eh. You look good, Alto Crane Putt. If they look like that, they'll want to corrupt the moon for anything."

A white child looking up into the sky with a tranced look.

I tried to grab it.

But my hands slipped through as if I were an illusion.

Illusion...?

No, that shouldn't work for me.

So, is it as good as magic?

"Pugmalion!"

"Da me... right? You have to call me Galatea. Nobody else, just you?

"- Huh!?"

In his ear, he was whispered.

Distance away in an instant, and they come packing again freely.

At least in physical ability, or in physically used technology, this guy might outnumber me.

"- The guy said that the 'stars' of my fate and Alto Crane Putt still wouldn't cross... If you open the lid, you've had such a lovely encounter. This is why you can't read the stars."

There was a soft feeling on my cheek.

My milky lips were only touching me for a moment.

"Let me tell you something special. This time, it's all farce. Win or lose, it's almost the same result"

"... what are you talking about? I don't know what that means."

"If you're going to adore me, can I tell you more? But time is ruthless. You're mine. I have my exams coming up. - You know what? Late is strictly forbidden under all circumstances, isn't it?

The white child walks away from me and stands at the entrance to the aisle.

"I'll see you around. My love. I promise you, you will be unhappy."

He just disappeared.

I'm going in.

My heart was so worn out.

If it weren't for Abel's talisman.

What did I do and what was going on?

If I'm stuck with something like that, anyone will be sick of my heart.

Heavy chills hung all over her body.

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