Attack each other
Lady Lucy Pearl Black is in love.
She cherished this relationship which was very ordinary in the eyes of her companions, but it also caused her a little trouble.
Her lover is an ordinary person who gets sick and gets hurt.
But never mind the magic and tricks she has as the greatest witch (reserve) of this century.
Amulet? Do!
Protective circle? Painting!
Bad guy with evil intentions? Slaughter!
She thought such dull days would last for a long time.
Until one day when Lucin saw her lover picking up a courier, she was so spoiled that she broke the monster's neck with her bare hands.
Lucine: ...(Witch screams!)
Ms. Cynthia Lawrence, a member of the field team of the Abnormal Incident Management Bureau, the holder of the record for the least number of casualties, and the right-hand man of the Lawrence family.
Falling in love at first sight with an ordinary person.
Cynthia, who was accustomed to poison and darkness, carefully hid her lover's sincere and passionate emotions in her heart and responded awkwardly.
A strange pendant given by a lover? Wear!
A work of art for lovers? Contact the museum to collect!
A monster corpse that appears out of nowhere? Get rid of it quickly! It would be bad to scare her.
Cynthia knew that paper could not contain the fire. Maybe one day her true occupation would be discovered by Lucin, and the relationship between lovers would also end because of the concealment.
Until a certain abnormal item was recovered, Cynthia saw her lover skillfully use magic to solve the abnormal influence that was no different from a natural disaster.
Cynthia: (making a high-pitched crackle)
Kernel stability exception handler (?) X lively and cheerful (?) Fox witch
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After the two confessed their identities to each other,
Lucine: My dear, you didn't hide anything else from me, right?
Cynthia (bigger guilty): Of course.
(The daily interactions of two drama stars)
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Who stripped me of my flesh?
The deer said, it's me
I tear open your rotten sores and return fertile soil to the world.
Who picked out all my bones?
The bird said, it's me
I took your remains and set up the curtain, divided the sky, and drew a clear line between life and death.
Who has hidden my soul?
People say, it's me
I will banish you so that all souls will forget you and never come back.
At this point, mankind will write its own chapter.
Intent: The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage
