Over the next few days, no one from the Magic Faction appeared in front of Eight-cloud Ink.
It wasn't until three days later that Shenlie and Steele brought Mai Ujou and Intica to Teacher's Residential Area No. 3.
"So, you already know?"
Eight-cloud Ink sat on the sofa, elegantly sipping her black tea. She looked at the three people who were sitting upright and still, as well as a certain nun who was biting Mai Ujou's head.
On both sides of Eight-cloud Ink sat Narako and Katsuko.
Narako hugged Eight-cloud Ink's arm tightly as usual. After so many days of hard work, she finally made Eight-cloud Ink compromise a little. She wouldn't stick to her like before and serve her with a fork.
Katsuko played her PSP with her head down. To her, the only thing in the world that was as important as Narako's chastity was gaming.
"Yes, we've already investigated clearly. What the Church told us was all lies …"
Shenlie's expression was very heavy.
It was because of the Church's misdirection that they had to erase Intica's memory again and again, causing their original good friend to turn against them.
"But, even so, we still have no choice. We have to erase her memory."
Shenlie turned his head and glanced at Intica who was focused on biting Mai Ujou's head. He sighed.
"The Church has placed a restriction on this child. If her memory isn't erased on time, the restriction will explode and directly take the child's life."
"Is there no way to solve this matter perfectly? Do we have to erase Intica's memory? "
Mai Ujou asked somewhat anxiously. At the same time, she looked at Eight-cloud Ink with a pleading gaze.
"It's okay, Mai —"
Once again, Index took a bite of Kamijou's head. Then, she stroked it gently with a saintly smile on her face.
"— Even if she doesn't have her memory, Intica will still be with Mai Ujou!"
The thick scent of Yuri filled the entire living room, causing Katsuko to fall into a strange (mythical) state. She looked at Narako with misty eyes.
"Of course there is a way." Eight-cloud Ink picked up the black tea in front of him and said softly, "Shang Tiao -san, your right arm has the ability to wipe out all fantasies, right?"
"Ah! Yes, teacher! "
Kagi Kamijou recalled that a few days ago, her right arm accidentally touched Intica's defensive spiritual equipment that had been enhanced by various magic spells — the Moving Church, which caused Intica's clothes to explode in front of her. She immediately blushed.
Even though they were all girls.
"If that's the case, your right arm naturally has the ability to remove the restriction on this little nun's body."
"Really?!"
Mai Kamijou stood up excitedly. Over the past few days, Mai Kamijou had completely fallen in love with this little nun and treated her as her own sister.
Steele, who had experienced the strange ability of Koujo's right arm in the previous battle, nodded thoughtfully.
The power in that right arm was indeed too bizarre. Any magic attack from Steele would completely disappear when it came into contact with that right arm.
"Wait, what's going on —"
Only Shenlie, who didn't know the power of Koujo's right arm, asked.
"What kind of strange power does this girl's right arm have?"
"Let me explain."
Koujo Kamijou smiled bitterly and extended her right arm.
"This right arm of mine was born with a very special ability, and that is — the ability to nullify any ability. At first, I thought that this ability could only be used against superpowers, but after fighting with this magician, I found out that it was also useful against magic."
"An ability to nullify any ability!?"
Shenlie looked at Koujo Kamijou's right arm in shock.
"It's not as simple as you say."
Eight-cloud Ink glanced at Koujo Kamijou's right arm and snorted.
"Shang Tiao -san, not only does your right arm nullify all superpowers and magic spells, it even nullifies the blessings of God. This is why you've always been so unlucky."
There was one more thing that Eight-cloud Ink hadn't mentioned.
Koujo Kamijou's right arm was simply the natural enemy of demons like them.
Although Koujo Kamijou couldn't completely unleash the power hidden in her right arm, the power she could use was enough to make Eight-cloud Ink's demon power disappear in an instant.
Even her dark Elven King's power would be difficult to preserve.
This was why the Illusion Sapling in Eight-cloud Ink's spirit sea would constantly send out warnings as long as Koujo Kamijou approached Eight-cloud Ink.
Not only demons, but most Fantasy Breeds would find it troublesome to deal with the power hidden in Koujo Kamijou's right arm.
Of course, they only found it troublesome because of the power in Koujo Kamijou's right arm and not because of Koujo Kamijou herself.
Take Eight-cloud Ink for example. Although it couldn't do anything to the power in Koujo Kamijou's right arm, it was very easy to kill her.
However, once Koujo Kamijou died, the power in her right arm would find another host. In the end, it still couldn't solve the problem.
"So, it's because of this that I'm so unlucky …"
Koujo Kamijou learned the truth about her misfortune from Eight-cloud Ink and couldn't help but sigh.
"How unfortunate …"
"Then, can the power in this girl's right arm really remove the Church's restriction?"
Shenlie still had some doubts.
"If it fails, won't this child's life be in danger?"
"So, in the end, it's still up to the little nun herself."
Eight-cloud Ink smiled at Intica.
"Little girl, what do you think?"
Intica looked at Koujo Kamijou silently for a while and then said, "I don't want to forget Koujo!"
Seeing this, Shenlie and Steele looked at each other and sighed.
"Then it's settled."
Looking at Koujo Kamijou, Eight-cloud Ink smiled.
"Sa-classmate Kamijou, go and save your jie-friend!"
"I'm not a jie-friend!"
Kamijou replied with a red face. Only then did she cautiously walk to the front of Indica.
"That, Intica …"
"A real man, Koujo!"
As if the person who was about to face a life-threatening situation wasn't herself, Intica showed a very bright smile.
"If it's Koujo, I won't blame you no matter what happens!"
Sure enough, even if she was feminized, she still became Intica's jie-friend?
Taking a deep breath, Koujo Kamijou turned to look at Eight-cloud Ink.
"Sensei, what should I do?"
"It's very simple. Use your right hand to directly touch the little nun's restriction."
"Uh …"
Koujo Kamijou tried to put her hand on Intica's head.
Under everyone's nervous gazes, nothing happened.
"Well, your right hand must directly touch the restriction itself for it to work, right? So, that's not enough. If it's the restriction, it should be in this little girl's mouth. "
"Mouth, mouth!?"
Koujo Kamijou asked Intica to open her mouth, then carefully looked inside. Sure enough, she found something faintly glowing inside.
"Um, Indecia, please be patient."
"No problem, Koujo!"
Under everyone's strange gazes, Koujo Kamijou put her right hand into Intica's little mouth.
"Pa-!!!"
The sound of something shattering sounded, then Koujo Kamijou felt a huge force coming from Intica and sent her flying.
With the help of Eight-cloud Ink, Koujo Kamijou didn't fly out.
The little nun lost consciousness the moment Koujo Kamijou touched her seal. Her whole body was enveloped by a black mist and flew up.
Her green eyes, which were originally full of spiritual energy, lost focus, and a blood-red magic circle with geometric patterns appeared inside.
"Warning, Chapter 3, Section 2 –"
Intica, who was floating in the air, spat out emotionless words from her little mouth.
"– All the first to third barriers have been confirmed to have been penetrated."
"Regeneration preparation … failed! Automatic regeneration is impossible. "
"In order to protect the library of 103,000 books of witchcraft, priority has been given to attacking the invader."
…
"Successfully read and executed the most effective magic against single-target invaders — Saint George's Sanctuary!"
The blood-red magic circle in Intica's eyes flew out from her pupils and quickly expanded, eventually filling the entire room!
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