In the castle, there are only one of the four girls who originally gathered together to enjoy the tea after the meal.

"Hey, Shina, those snacks should be almost done, right?" [bsp;   The girl's petite body shrank into the chair, and boredly put the light yellow side ponytail on her fingers, and asked in a lazy tone.

"Hey? I think it's probably not going well yet. It's only been more than ten minutes since the young lady left."

The little maid who had been standing carefully behind her replied gently, shook her head.

"That's how..."

The girl leaned to her side, supported her elbow on the armrest with her other hand, placed her delicate little chin on the back of her smooth and fair hands, and finally sighed softly, "It's so boring, why is it me who was left behind? Shouldn't that innocent guy be left behind?"

The one who still stayed in the castle was naturally the ordinary person. The one she muttered in her mouth naturally refers to the small loli with a pair of wings of incredible light shining behind her.

"Because there are only three enemies found, Isn't it a good arrangement to leave you here to guard against the enemy directly attacking the castle?"

After hearing the complaints from her second lady, the little maid asked with her little head tilted.

"Well, so why is it me who is left behind~"

The girl curled her lips slightly depressed.

Remy won't say it for now. Because she is her sister, Fran has no reason to stop her from facing her.

The intellectual who has been playing cos for the time being will not be mentioned. After all, she is calm and careful in her personality, meticulous in thinking but flexible in adaptability. So if she fights, it will make people feel relieved no matter what.

But the way that little loli acts like her innocence is too simple and direct. Sometimes this direct method of reaching the goal is indeed very effective, but it means that her actions are easily seen through.

Judging from the enemy's series of plans, it is probably easy to grasp her rules of conduct and defeat her!

But she thought again, does that little loli really have a fixed pattern of behavior?

Although she has always been so innocent and cute, and her actions directly reveal her naive and childishness, in fact, her thoughts are the most difficult to figure out. Her seemingly simple actions always contain some profound meanings.

If the enemy really treats her as an ordinary childish little girl, I'm afraid she won't even know how to die.

"As a result, in the end, even my thinking here thinks that it is the most appropriate for me to stay?"

In the end, the girl could only smile self-deprecatingly, and then bulged her face in frustration.

From this point of view, even if she can find a fighting method that suits her, this situation will not change at all, right?

After all, what she lacks is not power. Even if she uses magic or fights with her physical strength, she may not necessarily lose to the other three clones.

But if she encounters the current situation of fighting separately, she will not be able to face the enemy alone like a few other clones. Because her way of thinking determines that she does not know how to use these powers to defeat the enemy.

What she lacks should be this ability to stand alone. This ability not only includes the power and fighting style she has, but also includes many factors such as thinking patterns and style of action.

Therefore, instead of keeping her head on studying battles, she might as well take time to understand the meaning of her thinking. When she can understand her positioning, she will naturally form her own unique fighting style.

Well, to put it this way, her existence represents Fran’s ordinary person as a “time traveler”. When she inherited this thought, did she also inherit Fran’s confusion about her own identity positioning?

"Miss II? Have you heard me?"

Seeing the girl being stupid and stupid, as if she hadn't heard her question, the little maid couldn't help but raise her voice and called.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Miss Second, I didn't mean to bother you!"

Seeing the girl turn her head, the little maid immediately shrank her neck back and apologized in panic.

"Hey? What did Shina ask?"

The girl was interrupted by the little maid's cry, but the girl was not angry, but just threw her confused gaze at her.

"Ah... I asked the second lady. I just said that the enemy is from the church, so why do you come here at night? Don't you know that although it is a crescent moon tonight, the vampires at night are much more powerful than during the day? Ordinary people who want to attack vampires should choose during the day?"

"Haha, it turns out that's what I asked."

The girl turned around and looked at the night outside the window, and a smile that seemed sarcastic and disdainful appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"That's because the so-called Holy Spirit in the church will not be affected by the moon's waxing, but it will also be able to exert its strength at night!"

Of course, this was told by some intellectual.

An intellectual was also inferred by looking up a large number of historical records and combining his understanding of the world in "memory".

"The source of the power of the Holy Spirit is faith. It seems that your faith is quite firm. I thought you were not a devout believer."

At the same time, a long-haired girl, located not far behind the castle, was called "intellectual" by the girl, floating lightly in the air, exclaiming softly.

"Oh? Do you know the Holy Spirit, too?"

Standing opposite the girl, confronting her were a group of warriors wearing thick gray-black metal full-body armor, full-covered metal helmets on their heads, and holding standard cross swords in both hands.

The guy who seemed to be the leader, although he was wearing the same armor, he did not wear a helmet. What was exposed outside was a messy and dull blonde hair and a vicissitudes of face. The first impression that people saw him was just a decadent middle-aged uncle who failed his life...

He leaned on a cross sword that was significantly larger than the soldiers behind him, and the hilt and jaw of the sword were inlaid with transparent red gems.

"I know, but this is the first time I have truly seen the power of the Holy Spirit."

After saying this, the long-haired girl glanced at the thin golden light curtain covering the middle-aged uncle and his subordinates behind him.

"Ah, I actually felt a little confused. I suddenly said that I could still do this with the approval of the Holy Spirit."

The middle-aged uncle glanced at the ground where a wide and deep groove was plowed out of the curtain and said with sigh.

"But I didn't expect that there would be such a young girl among the targets of this conquest!"

As he said that, he looked at the little girl behind him with confusion. He was wearing pajamas but with a lot of thick light pink robe. His soft light yellow hair was spreading like a waterfall.

"But judging from the attack just now, I'm afraid you are not an ordinary person either - it looks no different from a human little girl. Could it be that you are the kind they say..."

At the end of the conversation, he couldn't help but pause, then thought for a while before asking, "...a witch?"

"That's right!"

The long-haired girl nodded without hesitation - although she was not actually a witch.

"Huh, it was really dangerous just now. After meeting, I suddenly emitted such a beam of light. If I hadn't reacted quickly, we might have been evaporated, right?"

Just now, the middle-aged uncle led the troops of more than ten people behind him. When he first met a girl flying lightly from the sky, she took out a strange crystal without saying a word, and then released an incandescent beam of light to bombard them.

Fortunately, at the last moment of the light pillar, he communicated with the Holy Spirit who was staying in the cross sword in his hand, and used the magic of defense to block her attack.

When he came to his senses and saw the damaged ground in front of him and behind him, he still felt a little unbelievable that he had blocked such an attack.

"Ah, that's just want to say hello..."

The long-haired girl chuckled and said, "...Of course I'm lying to you, I'm just testing you. I'm testing your strength, but it didn't disappoint me!"

She had heard Remy describe the power of the Holy Spirit in detail before, and also searched for a lot of information to analyze it. So from the tentative attack just now, she did collect a lot of useful information.

This kind of defense is essentially different from the defense of the magic barrier.

After all, the magic barrier is just a kind of magic. Its power is determined when casting, that is, its limit. No matter how magic is input, it can only extend the time of existence. It is precisely because of this limit of the magic barrier that it can be destroyed with an attack that exceeds this limit.

As for this golden light curtain that looks very thin, it is probably something similar to ability. As long as the power is sufficient, the effect of ability can be enhanced by continuously consuming power.

Of course, it has also been mentioned before that the source of the power of the Holy Spirit is faith, so as long as the faith is not exhausted, the light curtain will not be broken. Moreover, as long as ordinary people with faith, they can use this power at will.

"Well, I heard that the witches are very knowledgeable. I haven't long since I got this thing called the Holy Spirit. I don't know much about it. Can you explain it to me?"

Looking at the girl with long hair, she looked confident and confident, and then raised her right hand and touched her chin, then looked at her expectantly and asked.

"Oh, this is not good. You actually want the enemy to explain the power you have."

The long-haired girl suddenly curled up a sarcastic smile that was exactly the same as the girl in the castle, and she did not refuse to answer his question.

"A thing like the Holy Spirit is just an incomplete god according to my speculation!"

"God? Is it the same as the Lord we believe in..."

After hearing the girl's words, the middle-aged uncle asked in surprise, holding his chin that was about to fall.

"Of course not. The so-called gods are actually a kind of undead, a pure human spirit. As long as they are praised and believed by people, whether they are alive or dead, they can become gods, and they are called gods."

The long-haired girl paused when she said this, looked at the uncle who listened to her explanation with curious face, and continued with a chuckling.

"But the Holy Spirit is not a real God. I am afraid it is to use the faith of ordinary people to turn some human beings who are obsessed with your gods to a certain extent. After his death, he extracts this attachment and transforms it into a pure spirit, and then attaches it to the objects using the principle of Fu Sang-sang-sang-shou, and finally control them through some means. They are just semi-finished products made by man~"
Chapter completed!