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Everyone knows that jiack is a madman. He whispers in everyone's ears like an evil spirit. They hate him and are afraid of him, but they don't dare to resist or fight back at all. They can only humble him to please him, while secretly whispering evil words to him and praying to gods for help.
Therefore, people chose a saint out of fear, brought a holy weapon, seduced the evil spirit, stole his power, took away his life, and finally brought peace to the world.
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Mia knew from the beginning that she would become the saint who saves the world. She practiced magic and learned eighteen kinds of martial arts just to defeat the evil spirit - jiack.
However, things slowly started to go wrong.
Jiack: Look, this is Wilrua's rose. Do you like it?
Mia fell into silence looking at the delicate roses.
So, how should I answer this question? Does the saint still need to answer such a question?
Jiack: Do you like Xumi? I heard they said it was delicious.
Em... Mia didn't answer.
After n times...
Surely something is wrong with this world, right? I want to leave!
Seeing Jiack who kept delivering things, Mia panicked.
Why is he so nice to me? I have nothing but poverty!
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Jiack gently brushed a strand of hair on the girl's face and took her into his arms. A look of satisfaction flashed across her face, and his hoarse voice sounded softly in Mia's ears,
jiack: Why are you running? If you are unhappy, you can tell me, don't run away, otherwise... I will be angry... Don't leave, okay?
Mia rested her head on his shoulder and said nothing.
Jiack: Did the people below make you angry? Sure enough, it's better to kill them all, right?
He hugged Mia tightly again, his lowered eyes flashing with a dark light.
Anyway, Mia only needs me alone...
Mia closed her eyes tightly, but her heart was in turmoil.
Brother, can you break the curse first? I can't move. I'm really scared when you do this!
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Therefore, this is a process of being manipulated instead of being tempted.
Intention: Just be happy