Please listen to the voice of black magic

Munch opened his eyes in confusion.

“Are you awake? The surgery was successful, congratulations! You’ll be a girl from now on!

Munch almost jumped in fright by the unfamiliar sound.

However, he soon recalled what happened before he passed out.

On the other hand, his extremely weak body could not allow him to make any big movements.

His memory was very clear, but because of this, he felt extremely frightened after hearing the unfamiliar voice before.

…… I’m alive?

Got caught?

What about December?

Munch’s mind was full of thoughts, and if it weren’t for the fact that his body hadn’t listened to the call, he would have wanted to move.

“Master.”

Munch, who could not see clearly what was in front of him, heard this familiar inorganic voice, and the tension in his heart eased slightly.

“I’m sorry, I asked for help, your body has been transformed by black magic.”

Munch almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

Damn it! Or was it being found by the people of the Chaos Sect!? Did they threaten December with my life!?

“Your name is Munch, isn’t it? Monk. Wright? Hear me? Blink when you hear it.

Munch struggled to keep his eyes wide to see the appearance of the owner of the male voice close at hand. However, he is weak and can’t

move at all, the most he can do is move his eyes a little, and he still can’t see the appearance of the people around him. “Well, seriously, I heard Miss Puppet say, I heard that you were attacked by the Chaos Sect, and

then you used Miss Puppet’s ability to infiltrate the inner world, but you were still caught up, Then in the middle of the battle, your

heart was dug out by some kind of magic from the Chaos Sect, but you seem to have some kind of life-saving relic, and after using it, you temporarily freeze your body in a short period of time, and you barely saved your life, You

were lucky to meet such a kind black magician as me, All in all I have solved your problem, for the time being.

Munch had a lot of questions to ask, but as his thinking became clearer, he had to admit that the other party was right, and he really survived.

However, hearing the other party admit that he was a black magician, Munch couldn’t help but sigh at his luck. First, he

was suddenly found by the people of the Chaos Sect, thinking that he could avoid the attack by escaping into the inner world, who knew that some of the three attackers could also enter the inner world like himself, but he still couldn’t avoid the pursuit.

In a three-on-two situation, Munch finally accidentally hit the other party’s deadly magic, and his entire heart was taken out.

If December hadn’t immediately used the life-saving things around him, Munch might have died in the inner world by then.

Now he seems to have been saved by a passing black magician, but the situation does not feel any better.

Wait a minute……

As Munch struggled to recover, he finally felt something was wrong.

I…… My body…

Munch couldn’t hear the heartbeat that should have existed.

After all, his heart is gone, and it is normal that there is no heartbeat.

It’s just that if he still maintains the state of missing heart, then what kind of method did the black magician around him use to save himself?

“The consciousness seems to be awake, but after all, I am seriously injured, I should not be able to move in a short time, in short, let me briefly talk about your situation, I,

I made a heart of black magic that does not exist in reality, filled your missing heart, barely restored your body to basic functioning, and saved your life

.” 　　is that this method is not very reliable, it is always an emergency plan for temporary rush work, the operation time of the black magic heart is limited, of course, you can rest assured, there is no problem with running for a period of time, according to my speculation, at least half a year will not fail, time is more than enough,

wait until you are ready, go for a heart transplant, or use more thorough black magic to get a complete heart.

Munch had a thousand problems in his mind, but unfortunately he couldn’t even pronounce half a note now.

“And then, what’s next?”

The young black magician beside him seemed to be talking to December.

“You said you stayed at the hotel?” But now your situation is not very suitable for appearing in a crowded place, well, since you are a good person, let’s do it to the end.

The owner of the voice said something, but Munch couldn’t hear it clearly.

Munch suddenly felt very tired, he couldn’t suppress his sleepiness, and unconsciously lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found that it was already dark, as if it had fallen into the night.

“That’s not right…”

With his soft hands and feet, Munch climbed up on the felt.

“I can move…”

“Master, please continue to lie down, your body has not yet recovered.”

Munch saw that her puppet maid was by her side, and she put her hand up and let herself lie down again.

“December…”

Munch saw that the automaton was intact, even the clothes were changed to a new one, and the nerves that had been tense since waking up were finally relaxed.

“The one who saved us… What about well-wishers?

Only then did Munch have time to observe the environment and conditions around him.

He and his puppet maid were in a windowless room, and the surrounding environment had been slightly taken care of, but it was difficult to hide the gloomy atmosphere here.

They seemed to be still in the ruins of the previous rotten building, but they came to a suitable place to rest.

Munch turned to look at the brand-new glowing lantern next to him, and instantly thought that it was help from some self-proclaimed well-wisher.

“Mr. Annan went home, and he said he would come soon.”

December answered the master’s question expressionlessly.

“Mr. Annan…”

Munch frowned strangely.

“I was really saved by a black magician…”

Munch struggled to lift his hand, then placed it on the heart that had been stitched up.

Sure enough, he could not feel the agitation of his heart, nor could he hear any heartbeat.

“December, you didn’t even watch out for him?”

“He’s a good guy, he doesn’t have any malice.”

Hearing the automata’s answer, Munch was really shocked.

“No malice…”

Munch is well aware of the abilities of his own puppet maid, and if she says that the other party has no malice and that the other party is a good person, then it is almost a sure fact and answer.

“Maybe it’s pretend… No, this can’t be hidden from you…”

After Munch learned in December that he was really saved by a good person, he only felt incomparably ridiculous in his heart, and instinctively developed a kind of vigilance and defense.

“If it’s not pretended, it’s sincere, then it’s a big problem…”

– There are no purely good people in the world.

The puppeteer who made the automatic doll in December held such a stubborn idea, and then used the greatest malice to create an automatic doll with the ability to read minds.

December theoretically would never admit that there are truly well-wishers, but now that theory has been broken.

“No malice is equivalent to no kindness…”

Munch shook his head violently, putting the terrible thought behind him.

“No matter what, I still have to meet that Mr. Annan, and I can’t just leave quietly, after all… Maybe my life is still in that person’s hands…”