"'Oh my Felicia!'"
The scholar said with a sharp voice:
"I didn't kill you even if I took your place as a princess. Yes, I really appreciate this moment. Over the years, I know all the dangers you have caused me, but I am also Happy! I really like the expression that you tried desperately to kill me but couldn't kill me."
Miss Knight covered her face, Mr. Cradle touched his nose, Mr. Black Cat gave a wry smile, and Jenkins rubbed his temples—that was the ending.
From every time the danger was related to the maid, they guessed that she was not simple. However, no one thought that the princess was the villain.
In the psychological depiction of scholars, the kind and lovely Princess Sophia turned out to be an ugly black magician. She bewitched the king and queen, and lived in the castle instead of the real princess, just to avenge Felicia's grandfather for abandoning her.
But the exposure of the truth also brings up a question, that is, whether the story will have a good ending or a bad ending.
In other words, what should be determined now is whether Felicia or Sophia should win in the end.
Everyone was forced to start deliberating again, and the common view was that Felicia, the maid, must win.
They all guessed that if the princess was victorious, then even if the return door was opened, they would have to face the attack of a terrible black witch. Paradise always assumes the worst, and depending on how the story unfolds, it's definitely possible.
And what can best prove this conjecture is that now the kind maid has fallen into a desperate situation because of the help of everyone. Help Sophia, the story goes to the end without difficulty, help Felicia...
"Speaking of which, Sophia suddenly saw four other people in the room. She had long endured enough of these people's rhetoric. She originally planned to kill Felicia before killing them, but now she can do it earlier."
The scholar suddenly read aloud.
Immediately, an invisible force pushed Jenkins and the other three out of the grass and into the palace, leaving only Chocolate, who had always had a low sense of existence, standing by the campfire.
"Sofia no longer hides herself, she casts a spell at the four dying people!"
There was a hint of madness in the voice reading the story.
"Cored used Sun Shield!"
The man shouted and took a step forward and squatted down. A two-meter-high transparent energy tower shield appeared in front of the four of them out of thin air.
"But it's useless, Sophia is the most powerful black magician in the world, no one can resist her spell."
The violent explosion ripped through the left half of the bedroom, and Jenkins was thrown into the air before he could even speak.
He felt that his [Undead] ability was activated, so although he looked bloody, he was actually fine.
Quietly used the breath of healing, and the body immediately returned to its original appearance.
"If the story is to fight the story, our ability is useless at all!"
In the flying smoke and dust, Mr. Black Cat could be heard shouting.
"While the terrible witch attacked four strangers, Felicia finally recovered, gathered and healed her temporary allies!"
Miss Knight's voice came from under the masonry to the left of Jenkins. She understood what Mr. Black Cat meant, so she wanted to rely on the power of the maid.
"Felicia successfully healed her allies, but when she tried to rally them, Sophia charged again, brandishing the wand hidden in her gown."
The sound is getting more and more crazy.
"Sophia, who showed her original appearance, made the unicorn feel cheated. It came from another world and defeated the most powerful black witch in this world!"
Jenkins puts a lot of emphasis on "this world".
"No, the unicorn didn't come!"
The old voice said in a high-pitched voice.
"No, the unicorn is coming!"
Jenkins roared loudly, and with the violent rush of the spirit, a pure white unicorn rushed out of the distorted space. It was hitting Sophia who was in the smoke, and the horn pierced her heart with one blow.
Boom~
The ground under his feet trembled, and Jenkins, who was unsteady on his feet, fell down. When they got up again, the four of them were sitting peacefully by the warm campfire, surrounded by endless black mist.
The light gate appeared on the side of the bonfire near the givers, and the scholar closed his book with a snap, and his voice was no longer as crazy as before.
"After defeating the evil Sophia, Felicia was finally able to live with her relatives. She generously rewarded the warriors who helped her. Since then, everyone has lived a happy and joyful life."
In the darkness behind everyone, a slender gift box tied with a pink ribbon slipped out. On the box, a stick figure of two adults leading a little girl on a long journey was drawn with colored pens.
"Our story ends here."
"Walk!"
The four of them didn't want to stay here anymore, they grabbed the box and rushed into the light gate.
Chocolate, of course, went in with Jenkins, but it didn't go in until the old man had disappeared into the book in light, and the monocle had rolled over.
Before entering the strange land, Jenkins discussed with Mr. Black Cat about what to do after leaving. Mr. Black Cat said that he would leave Nolan City directly and never have anything to do with it again. Jenkins' original plan was to disappear inexplicably because he "struck into a strange place".
But now that he has met the benefactor of the Orthodox Church in the delusion, this excuse can no longer be used, because no one will believe that two different deceptions appear in the same day in a city.
He can only make up other lies.
After the familiar grotesque fantasies, a large-scale spirit poured into the body from behind. When his feet stepped on the ground again, the cold night wind was blowing on his face, and Mr. Black Cat appeared in front of him immediately.
This is the familiar St. Seuss Bridge across the Westminster River. The last time the Magic Eye Collector was caught was under the bridge.
It is already late at night, only the double moon is still hanging in the sky, and there is no one around. Looking into the distance, the spacious Westminster River flows into the darkness at the end of the field of vision, and a cargo ship moored on the shore can still be vaguely seen.
The evening wind blew, and the open coats of Jenkins and Mr. Black Cat rustled.
"Then we will part here. Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Candle. The adventure of these few hours will become an experience that I will never forget in my life."
"Then I hope we can meet again in this life, and I hope your trip will go smoothly, Mr. Black Cat."
With that, Jenkins took off his hat.
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