"Good afternoon, purple girl. You have very good qualifications. Unlike this dilettante who is just good at delusions, you who are still a seedling seem to be the master of dreams..."

Illya, who seemed to have appeared a little late, said this.

"You seem to be very dissatisfied with the miracle I bestowed upon him. Then with just one sentence, you made the self-righteous man go crazy and return to his true nature."

"Big sister, who are you?" Matou Sakura backed away with some fear. She was not like this even when she faced the crazy Matou Kariya just now.

"Well, I'm just a witch." Illya, like someone else, habitually does good deeds without leaving her name:

"And this place is just like what you think. It is a half-baked dream that lies here, and it is also this miracle that I gave him."

"Then can you let me out?" Matou Sakura asked.

"Can't, or can't now." Illya's face was hidden in the hood, and her expression could not be seen clearly:

"Poor child, you are very unlucky. Your talent was first noticed by a fucker, and now it is noticed by me, so you are really very unlucky."

"..."

Matou Sakura's expression began to turn gray a little bit. She was very familiar with this feeling. It was the same feeling of despair that she felt when she faced her grandfather, and she was unable to resist at all.

"First you were given to the family of a fucker as an adopted daughter, cutting off the relationship with your original family, and then you were reformed extremely excessively. Finally, there was a big fool who gave you a glimmer of hope, but then personally destroyed this glimmer of hope.

I am ruined in front of you... I would like to reiterate that you are really unlucky."

Following the example of a certain website, Illya kept saying the word "unfortunate" in her mouth. She walked up and touched Matou Sakura's little head, feeling her slightly trembling body.

"However, no matter how unfortunate you are, it has nothing to do with me. It's not that I caused your misfortune, nor do I have any feelings about your misfortune and want to lend a helping hand."

In Illya's vision, there will be different unfortunate people in every world line of Xingyue, including "herself". They are all possibilities, and it is impossible to save them all.

There has long been an unwritten rule in Hongjie Ark, that is, unless a fate is formed, unless the cause and effect are linked, it can only be decided by the individual. Try your best to travel through the worlds one by one.

There are idiots, but there is no Illya among them.

"So, unfortunate and poor child.

Your misfortune has nothing to do with me, but it does not hinder what I want to do and what I want you to do. So, what I am going to do now is just my personal willfulness and has nothing to do with you."

Illya said this. Matou Sakura did not understand what Illya meant, but this did not prevent her from obeying Illya:

"What do you want me to do?"

When something mysterious shocks your soul, you don't dare to disobey her request. Matou Sakura was like this when facing that terrifying grandfather, and the same was true when facing Illya...

…

"I want you to kill your grandfather. He offended me and I hate him very much." Illya said the words with incorrect views in a very refreshing way, without any sense of inappropriateness for children.

"But, I can't help it... Grandpa is very strong."

And the little Matou Sakura didn't seem to question the point of "Kill your grandfather", but instead said that she was incapable of doing it.

"Well... Actually, I forgot to tell you. This half-baked dream you just experienced was actually an exam, the exam to become a magical girl. And, congratulations, you passed."

At this moment, Matou Sakura's body began to shine with purple light. The light converged into a white-purple metallic book. On the cover was a twisted human face with half of its wings, and beautiful cherry blossom patterns on the other half of its wings.

Butterfly relief, a purple gemstone becomes the main body of the butterfly.

The book fell into Matou Sakura's hand, and Illya's voice reached her ears at this moment:

"This is a magic notebook made from the soul of your uncle Kariya. Since you are not satisfied with the self-comfort dream created by this half-hearted person, you can create a world you like."

Although Illya herself wanted to complain that she had plagiarized what Moon Cancer did above the moon, but considering that her magic and the spirit computer were not the same system, she still shamelessly marked an original one.

.

First, he introduced this magic notebook that operates semi-autonomously, and then Illya's tone became calm in an instant:

"I know that you have no reason to continue living now. You live in fear of Matou Zouken every day and are forced by him to continue to live. And now, unfortunately, you are being used by me who is even more terrifying.

, but your nature is not a pure and kind weak little animal..."

Ignoring the way Matou Sakura lowered her head and shivered, Illya held her in her arms, patted her back and said:

"But, it doesn't matter. It's just that the time has not come yet. The important people in your life will be waiting for you in the future. Now, as long as you break the shackles that bind you under my terrifying coercion,

It’s okay, otherwise you will leave a shadow for your whole life..."

Rather than letting that twisted and confused old man ruin this piece of rough jade, it would be better for me to do it myself. This is the answer Ilia got.

"And your useless uncle Yanye who died without permission will help you complete this process..."

Matou Sakura could vaguely see that the twisted human face on half of the butterfly's wings seemed to flash red, and Matou Kariya, who was lying aside, had disappeared at some point.

"Then, go ahead, just go ahead like I said... If you don't want to look, you can just close your eyes, okay?"

After saying the last instruction, Illya's figure disappeared into the dream, and this nightmare that lost its original owner also began to break apart...

Subconsciously closing her eyes, when she opened them again, Matou Sakura saw in addition to the dense reality called the Sea of ​​Insects, there was also the owner of these insects, her current nominal "grandfather".

Looking at myself with a very scary smile...

"Oh? This still surprises me. What wonderful changes have taken place in the precious material? As early as a year ago, I thought you would never shed tears again. Why did you fall into coma this time..."

"Grandpa..." Matou Sakura lowered her head and whispered.

"Huh? You actually took the initiative to speak. What's wrong? My dear granddaughter."

"sorry."
Chapter completed!