[[[cp|w:397|h:424|a:l|u:chapters201441727765956353336718769]]](Orange’s bad taste, except for its head, doesn’t look very good.)

The prey runs desperately in the maze, and the hunter follows behind with graceful steps, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow, or at least to injure the prey to immobilize it. The reason why the hunter does not run is because he is really concerned about his own safety.

I don’t have much confidence in my hit rate. If I start running, it really just depends on luck.

Aoko is not afraid of being lost. This maze of mirrors is notoriously complicated. It can make people dizzy during the day, let alone at night when they only rely on the moonlight and starlight outside the window. If they are not familiar with the place and run around, the result will be only

One, that is——

"Ugh, it hurts!"

Sojuro rubbed his forehead. It looked like a passage in front of him, but he bumped into the mirror. After such a delay, the footsteps behind him became clearer. He hurriedly ran to the right, and then——

"Ah, it hurts so much..."

There is another mirror in front of me.

What a nightmare! Sojuro muttered as he moved towards the passage on the left. The moment he stepped into the correct passage, a faint blue light appeared and passed him by again. If he hesitated for just a second or two,

, the result was an extra hole in his body. Without any time to think, Sojuro ran towards the second floor of the maze.

The second floor of the Mirror Maze presents a huge spiral shape, with the periphery as the center and extending inwards from left to right. No matter how he runs, Sojuro is always running in circles towards the center of the maze, and he can only pray at the center.

There is a way to other directions. Although

No matter how you look at it, there is no end in the end, so what's the point of struggling now? But you still have to run, even if you bump into the mirror every few seconds, even if you hit your head and bleed, you still have to run. This has nothing to do with the will to survive.

It's just the mechanical activities of the body with a blank mind.

He bumped into the mirror again, feeling dizzy in his head, and his body movements involuntarily slowed down a beat. Accompanying this mistake, the hunter behind him drew his bow and arrow - the soft sound of blue magic bullets.

It was clearly distinguishable in the quiet night. For a moment, he felt the suddenness of death.

The recent aversion to cold. Unlike urbanites who have long been addicted to the comfortable and convenient environment, Sojuro, who grew up in the mountains, has a sense of crisis that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve. Without any hesitation, he jumped to the side, and the scythe of death once again confronted him.

As he passed by, he could even smell the smell of burnt hair coming from the back of his head.

This meaningless behavior should probably be given up long ago, since the ending is just death anyway. The thought of giving up and escaping arose in Sojuro's heart, but after catching a glimpse of Aoko's figure in the mirror, the sense of crisis prompted humans to survive.

His instinct made him break into the passage next to him again.

"What a strong will and agile skills..."

Maya who was following behind couldn't help but cheer for Sojuro. Even though Aoko's magic bullets were not accurate, she was able to dodge nine magic bullets in a row. This was no longer just luck. In the dim light,

, being able to do this under adverse conditions such as complex terrain and physical exertion is truly remarkable among ordinary people.

But that’s it—

The tenth magic bullet exploded at Sojuro's feet, and the strong impact bounced him directly against the mirror.

General. No matter what, an ordinary person cannot be the opponent of a well-prepared magician.

There was no other outcome for Sojuro, who had no physical strength, and Aoko, who still had twenty magic bullets in stock. Sojuro leaned against the wall, and there was no bleeding from the impact just now, but a burning pain came from his back.

It was a blessing. His body was not to the point where he could not get up. The reason why he lay down was just to relax a little before he died. Now, he gave up. He looked up at the turbid and dim sky outside the window. This was the same as inside the mountain.

The night sky is a completely different scene.

"Forget it, there's nothing wrong with being killed by Aosaki." Such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind, not because he felt sorry for himself, because for him, life was just like this.

"I've got you!" Aoko's voice sounded like a little devil. This was the closest time. In the previous chases, Aoko had carefully kept a distance to prevent his opponent from suddenly fighting at close quarters. "It's time, you too

Don’t you ask why I want to kill you?”

Sojuro shook his head: "There is no need to ask, because I don't want to know the reason."

"Really? Then I'll take action. Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Of course I'm afraid, because it will definitely hurt..." Sojuro's voice was calm.

Qingzi's face darkened. Even at this time, the young man still faced his heart frankly.

"Really? I'm scared too. So, I'm sorry, just pretend that I'm unlucky enough to meet an inhumane guy! That's true for me now... Just like you, I don't have a general sense of morality, so it doesn't matter if I kill someone.

.”

The moment you become a magician, you are no longer a human being. This sentence is almost every magician’s advice when getting started. After eliminating the guy in front of him, Aoko will officially enter the door of magician

.

Sojuro raised his head: "It's wrong to kill someone."

"So I said I already knew this!" Qingzi's voice was very calm. This was a realization he had already had. This was a realization he had already had the moment he decided to become the heir to the Cangqi family and become a magician.

The girl lived a daily life that had nothing to do with the magic world until junior high school. However, after graduating from junior high school, she was suddenly told by her grandfather, "Well... let Aoko be the heir to the Aozaki family." With such a simple sentence, she was told

I was involuntarily drawn into the world of magicians.

Aoko raised her right hand, and the blue light lit up again, reflecting on her face as usual, neither crying nor smiling. This was a girl who had rejected emotions.

Behind Aoko, Mayu and Chengzi listened quietly to the conversation between the two, especially Aoko's monologue that almost expressed determination. Unlike Aoko, the two of them have become magicians since childhood, so naturally they are not like Aoko.

trouble.

"I'm still worried about this..." Chengzi's tone was emotionless, perhaps because it contained too much emotion but lacked emotion. She was purely raised as a "magician's egg" since she was a child, purely as a

A prodigy as a magician, so in her eyes, Aoko's emotions are completely a luxury worry.

Maya, who has always been indifferent in emotions, has no worries about this at all. He turned around and asked Chengzi: "Are you ready to take action?" - Sojuro's life depended on Chengzi's thought. Although Maya had known earlier, Chengzi would still be the one in the end.

Will intervene.

"Interesting guy, you actually let Qingzi show that expression, just save his life! Maybe it will be useful in the future." Chengzi said with an inexplicable smile. She knew her sister very well: a long time ago

, for Qingzi, people who are generally disliked or hated will not be taken seriously, and sometimes people they like will be regarded as enemies, because to her, people who disturb her feelings are enemies - right in front of her.

The young man may have this qualification.

Orange waved his hand, and the self-disciplined doll Aozaki Aoko was dispatched!

Click, click, click...

ps: It seems there is still some time, so I will update twice tomorrow.
Chapter completed!