Chapter 104

With the cooperation of Charles and her, the entire world is both controlled and autonomous.

Yuna doesn't know what the future will look like here.

But she did not think deeply. She just raised her head, looked at the man with the same clear and dead eyes as when she was young, and said softly: "Thank you, sir." The spell made her make a sound, and she

listened. It felt a little strange when I woke up.

This experience is a nightmare that she cannot forget, but it is not the first nightmare.

The man smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's very dangerous for such a cute child to be alone outside."

His words were filled with disgusting worry and concern, false and cold: "Come, I'll take you back to my house first, okay. Really?"

The girl looked at him steadily and nodded.

She was picked up by a pair of hands, which held her preciously in their arms. Their movements were graceful and reliable, but the undetectable smell of blood penetrated her nose uncontrollably.

He led her back.

Bruce has reached his third reincarnation.

He was angry and calm like never before. He was somewhat unable to distinguish between reality and fiction, and focused all his attention on the goal of "bringing back Una Wayne".

Even if this past "Yuna Wayne" might just be a fantasy created by the telepathic ability.

Each reincarnation has a certain time, and it is constantly shortening. Bruce thought, he must find her as soon as possible.

Once the reincarnation time reaches zero, he dare not think about what will happen.

He couldn't see this place as false.

The clues of the previous two weeks were densely packed in his sophisticated brain. He went in a certain direction without hesitation, and deftly squeezed past others to reach the high ground.

Bruce's eyes swept over unexplored places one by one, and his body muscles tightened. Once he found a clue, he could rush out in an instant.

Suddenly, a man's back appeared in his field of vision.

He has curly black hair, wears a hat, can't see his face clearly, and has a strange, decadent elegance in his behavior.

He was alone, but Bruce's instinct told him that he had found the key.

Bruce's eyes didn't pause at all on him, as if he just passed by by chance and didn't mean to pay any deliberate attention. The other party was a ghost and seemed to be of a high level. He was not interested in testing the other party's sensitivity to human sight.

Bruce didn't look at him, but just followed his movements with his peripheral vision, fearing that he would disappear again. At the same time, he calmly lowered his presence, pushed aside the crowd, and followed him.

The other party's behavior was very purposeful, as if he was looking for something, but he knew the exact direction early...

Was it the smell?

The man's steel-blue eyes were cold and gloomy, and his fists were almost clenched.

——Treating her as food, slowly and slowly approaching her in the crowd.

Nana is half suspected to be from the universe - or the bloodline of the gods, and at this time, she has not stimulated the power she should have. It is like guarding a treasure house without the key to open it.

But I'm afraid there is a great attraction to such filthy things.

Bruce's brain was working rapidly. He walked in front of the man with a normal expression and stepped even faster in the direction of the man. Sure enough, he saw a girl who was being bumped around by the crowd.

The girl's face was expressionless, her blue eyes were dead and dull, and there was a scar on her neck that was very familiar to him.

found it.

Bruce walked over quickly, knelt down, wrapped the other person in the large clothes he just bought, and held him in his arms.

The little girl was obviously confused: "?"

Two pairs of eyes of the same color looked at each other, and the man blinked: "I finally found you, my baby."

"Nothing will happen again, I promise."

Yuna She arrived at the familiar yet unfamiliar house in cooperation, pretending to be a character, and it was time for her to reveal the secret of the Ghost King.

But this time she did not follow the original trajectory, but slowly wiped her Nichirin sword.

This Nichirin Sword was actually picked up from the swordsmen killed by the Ghost King, but now it was taken out of her warehouse.

And she is no longer the previously helpless human being in front of the Ghost King.

The Zhenri Lun Dao was taller than her, so she didn't care. Anyway, it was just a tool to kill the opponent, and it was enough to complete the final blow.

Yuna raised her hand to draw a portal, and pulled the Ghost King into the mirror world the moment it landed.

She smiled slightly and said word by word: "Remember it."

"This is the first time."

Torturing the Ghost King makes people happy.

It wasn't a genuine product anyway, so Yuna killed him after losing interest, and then her vision went dark, and the second episode began.

Yuna: "..."

Good guy, if you say it's your first time, then this is your first time?

But torturing and killing her is not too much.

Also, how come she never saw those guys who also came in together?

Yuna looked at the Ghost King who came to her door and put this problem aside for the time being.

...

In the second week, Yuna still successfully killed the red-eyed man.

The third week.

The King of Ghosts once had no target for eradication, but now he has become the King of Hell who seeks life.

Yuna has no interest in playing these role-playing games anymore. If there is nothing new this time, she doesn't mind abandoning the original plot to be happy alone and let the Ghost King survive for a while.

She thought so, trying to move around the bustling crowd while holding the girl's body.

He should appear again in about fifteen seconds, right? So how can we relax happily without killing him this time? Yuna, who had killed the opponent twice, was in a very stable state at the moment and was still a little distracted. Naturally, she didn't notice the figure behind her who was deliberately restraining her breath.

The whole process took about two seconds until she was wrapped up and hugged. Yuna's expression went from "qq" to "???".

No, right? Appearing at this time...?

As soon as she raised her head, she hit the deep blue ocean.

There was nothing unusual about the man on the surface, but his eyes were gentler than candlelight. It was only when he held her in his arms that she realized that she was very cold.

Bruce's embrace was warm and safe.

He doesn't make people feel the cold that penetrates the bone marrow, nor does he have the strange and disgusting smell of blood.

Yuna was in a daze for a moment, and then suddenly realized that she seemed to be unable to control her body at will, and the child showed the state that should have belonged to her at that time.

...Is it because Bruce found her?

Yuna also became a little curious.

Moreover, she believed that Charles was the same person as herself when he was a child, so they were indeed the same person.

Little Yuna stared at each other blankly. She couldn't speak without magic, but she could see clues from their similar faces.

Is he... the father?

Is this a dream?

The huge loneliness in a strange environment overwhelmed her. Even in the bustling crowd, loneliness followed her like a shadow. She subconsciously held the other person tightly and carefully observed his expression -

there was no malice.

He shows a father-like concern for his daughter inside and out.

But how is this possible? This is not her world at all, and the appearance of this person is too sudden.

She calmed down almost instantly. Once she thought of him as an illusion, hallucination or conspiracy, she would no longer be shaken by his behavior.

Bruce: "..."

He was very satisfied with this level of caution, but why was he a little unhappy?

And... under what circumstances can a girl develop such a vigilance like a soldier?

He is indeed not a good father.

The man pressed her head into his arms and coaxed her like he was holding a treasure: "Shh, don't move, let's get out of here." He blinked: "I

believe you know how to leave, right?"

Bruce said. She used the bat props she carried to cover up the smell on her body - it didn't take long, but it was not easy to blind the ghost's sense of smell for finding food, especially in Nana's special situation. ——While quickly relying on the bustling crowds and buildings to cover his body, he quickly calculated in his mind, and at the same time applied the anti-reconnaissance technology to the extreme.

The girl in her arms twitched the corners of her lips, and her smiling face made people feel chilled all over. She said in sign language: "It's easy to get me out of here." She continued without any hesitation

: "Kill me. "

As long as you kill me, I can leave here."

Bruce made a move.

Her expression was cold and silent, with an arc that looked like a smile but not a smile. It was so weird that it almost made those who saw it ignore her appearance, and subconsciously felt uncomfortable and distorted.

Bruce: "Is there no other way?"

Yuna: "Either I die in your hands, or I die in the hands of someone else."

She said, "What's the difference?"

It's just death anyway, who cares what happened to her? dead?

Bruce held her arms tightly. For a moment, he felt that even breathing could cause intense pain, but he still slowed down and said, "There is still a difference." "

And - you have to return to your world. "Death is not the only way, right?"

The girl's pupils shrank. At this time, she was obviously not as difficult as later, and her cold face was easier to see through than when she was smiling like a flower.

"I will try my best to delay time for you." The excess emotions on the man's face completely faded away. His steel blue eyes, which were exactly the same as the girl's, were full of calmness. His movements and tone were extremely calm. The words coming out of his mouth seemed to have a certain meaning. Convincing power.

He seems to be a natural leader, someone who can be relied upon to back him up.

The girl pursed her lips.

"I overheard them saying before that there were rumors of "ghosts" here."

"Who are you hiding from? Is it a ghost?"

Bruce nodded, his movements still neat and clean.

As time passed by, Bruce noticed that several entities with very turbid and bloody auras were secretly approaching them.

"They won't do it rashly in public," Bruce dug out a bottle of medicine from nowhere, took a sip himself, and handed it to little Yuna, "Drink it, as long as you suppress the taste, they won't notice anything. "

Yuna floated beside her like an outsider, looking at herself who had the mind of a child, and after thinking for a second, she decisively took the bottle.

Yuna: "..."

Although she doesn't have high expectations for herself when she was a child, isn't this guy's favorability for Bruce rising too fast? ?

Completely unaware that they were evenly matched when it came to their father, Yuna looked at the two of them complicatedly, and whispered softly as if talking to herself for a long time: "...I really envy you."

Bruce's eyes flashed slightly.

After saying this, Yuna became quiet again, and then she seemed to feel something, her steel blue irises were cold and hard, and she looked back.

Those things are so haunting and disturbing. Didn't you see Bruce trying so hard to hold her back as a child?

Yuna felt that the third episode and this scene could be over.