As the Villain, I Have a Persuasion System Chapter 321 : Nan Zhiyi - I Am the Mistress

Los Angeles residential district.

Elsa stepped on the brakes and said to the back seat: "I'll drop you off here. After this, go ho to pack your things and report back on your own. Stay in contact."

Those catching the ride included Narcissus, who often passively disappeared. This summoning-type Universal Eraser ability user had finally learned to control her presence sowhat, otherwise she probably wouldn't even know where the road was.

Magical Girl Narcissus, summoning-type, Universal Eraser, real na Angela.

The others were two more classmates—they could all be considered fellow townspeople.

Magical Girl Hollow Bubble, elental-type, Tropical Cold Current, real na Helen.

Magical Girl Mirror Grass, elental-type, Mountain Building Movent, real na Zoe.

They had already reached the Blooming Stage level with qualifying strength, and would serve as mbers of the garrison group, definitely stationed long-term on Hermit Island. So they ca ho to get so important items and visit friends. As for family mbers, they had already moved to Hermit Island proper and were people who had witnessed their daughters' battles.

Family matters were the hardest to handle.

Back then, to advance the relocation work, Elsa had wasted quite a bit of breath, though under the money offensive it wasn't a problem. But those who weren't short on money yet still insisted were difficult...

Miyuki in the passenger seat distributed Magic Crystal fragnts to the group, instructing them to keep them safe and maintain regular contact.

If large-scale combat occurred, the pressure and magic power storms alone would be enough to completely destroy all electronic equipnt—don't expect any signal. In turbulent tis, that was a luxury item, and communication conditions were already getting worse and worse.

That stuff needed a peaceful and stable social environnt, which didn't exist now.

In comparison, relying solely on magic power resonance to transmit information was more reliable, because thanks to the Cave Pit windfall, the Church could even distribute fragnts.

"Senior Chrysanthemum, Senior Butterfly Orchid, we'll be going first."

The trio was as lively and cute as always, with an atmosphere sowhat like Senior Manjusaka, showing no hint of final battle atmosphere. For the backbone generation of Magical Girls, the counterintuitive point was that they weren't afraid.

Logically speaking, newcors growing up in an environnt of frequent Disaster Beast attacks should be fearful, but the facts weren't like that.

They had also grown up during the years of Magical Girl Hyacinth's teoric rise, when the Salvation Church was first established, striking out everywhere and gaining fa. The strong sense of security made their hearts determined and optimistic, so they firmly believed in victory without wavering, which also infected Elsa.

"Sotis I really envy you later joiners."

"We're the ones who envy how strong you seniors already are—you can even go to the legendary World Tree Realm."

"Not bad either."

Angela covered her mouth and laughed softly: "You really go with the flow. Actually everyone's very nervous, but as long as we're together with people we're close to, it doesn't matter. Good luck."

"Mm, God bless."

Next, Elsa and Miyuki switched driving positions, and the latter asked: "So even at this point, the Miller couple still won't leave? Don't they understand how terrible the Great Catastrophe is?"

"They understand, but the reason they gave is that the situation requires staying at their posts... Speaking of which, how did you convince your family?"

"I lifted the entire detached house and flew away with it. Who told them to be reluctant to leave their holand?"

Elsa smiled gracefully at the ntal image, her figure swaying. It really fit the battle maniac young lady's style—direct enough. But she wouldn't force it and would respect her parents' choice. She went to war out of responsibility; politicians staying behind was also responsibility.

"I'm just here to deliver barrier crystals as a kind of insurance, and to say goodbye."

The two looked together toward the villa district at the end of the road. Almost there.

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Ningfeng Harbor, private estate district.

Jin Ruochu transford into a pink whirlwind, constantly sweeping through all gaming-related furnishings in the room, wishing she could even pull down the wallpaper. She did just that, and with a ripping sound, the expensive decoration beca a dangerous building style.

"What the hell are you doing, you idiot? Three days without a beating and you're tearing off roof tiles!"

Jin Changfeng's scolding ca from outside the door. Even several days of apocalyptic news bombardnt couldn't compare to his current inability to hold it together. How did his daughter turn into a husky the mont she ca ho?

"Collectibles should all be left on Hermit Island. If sothing happens to , using them for a cenotaph would be quite unique!"

"Don't directly assu you're definitely going to die with no intact corpse. Watch your language about taboo subjects."

"Mm."

"So you don't plan to be buried in Ningfeng Harbor?"

The father-daughter conversation made the eldest son's mouth twitch. He'd just returned to hear the family's traditional tactless dialogue style. Forget it, he'd better act like he was invisible to avoid being attacked.

"After seeing the Cave Pit, I understood that place should be the Magical Girls' final resting place. If we don't win, it will be passed down through generations."

Jin Ruochu wasn't joking at all but seriously considering her posthumous affairs, making it clear to her family today, because the Great Catastrophe was indeed very dangerous.

She had already made all the necessary ntal preparations. There was no choice left.

How could Jin Changfeng, as a father, not see all this? The situation was very clear—after all, his daughter had told him there was actually only a one-month deadline, so the entire world was putting all its eggs in one basket. Those who truly held great power were united in facing the storm unleashed by the Great Disaster Beast.

"Do as you please."

Words of blessing and sorrowful farewells weren't his style.

The corporation still had many things to do. Even if the sky fell, there could be no delay. There was a dramatic increase in demand for special dicine against the infection disease—the wind of the tis had co. Having work to numb himself was quite good, better than anxiety anyway.

"By the way, I have two barrier crystals to give you. If you don't go to Hermit Island, they can serve as insurance and also allow you to call for backup at any ti."

"That's enough for us. Anyway, according to what you said, it's just one month. There's no difference where we wait it out."

"Want so fortune blessing?"

The pink-haired girl opened her palm, where cherry blossom petal ripples swayed, accompanied by a refreshing fragrance, full of temptation.

Only when facing this did Jin Changfeng's expression beco serious as he firmly refused: "Put it away. Keep all your luck for yourself. When necessary, you can even take my luck in exchange, because your continuation is more important—it's for the world too."

"Don't worry, it won't co to that. With Dr. Mu around, she absolutely won't let everyone fall into such dire straits. We'll fight a beautiful victory."

This seed contrary to Jin Ruochu's earlier death-prepared attitude, but this itself was part of the blessing. The strongest causal-type magic was constantly influencing all possibilities.

"So where is she? At such a crucial mont, shouldn't she spend more ti with you?"

"We've already been together long enough, and Dr. Mu also needs to go ho to pack things..."

Speaking of which, she should live quite close to Nan Zhiyi. As for Jin Yulu, she simply had nowhere to return to, so where was everyone?

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On the living room TV cabinet.

Hibiscus picked up a photo fra, which showed a group of students in school uniforms, naturally including her and Nan Zhiyi. Blue ties, white shirts embroidered with school crests, black pleated skirts held down by both hands as they sat facing the cara, with the youthful innocence in their features that ti couldn't preserve.

High school graduation had only been two years ago, yet it felt very long. Ti flew by—even if ti could flow backward, they couldn't find their youthful selves from mory.

She gently wiped the dust from the fra and then put it down, but a hand reached out beside her to stop her.

"Why not bring it together to your room on Hermit Island?"

The visiting Nan Zhiyi asked.

"I won't bring anything. If I survive, naturally that's good. If I die, I have even less need to leave behind any belongings. Although ti magic claims to preserve everything, letting go is also part of being strong."

To put it bluntly, this was just a ritualistic cleaning of her room, like spring cleaning before a long trip—just maintain a normal attitude.

Actually, Hibiscus was the calst, because she'd already been spoiled by netizens about seventy to eighty percent of everything and had made sufficient ntal preparations. There was nothing left that could make her feel afraid.

Nan Zhiyi took the photo from the fra, seeing nas written on the back, with the owner's na written in a different colored pen for emphasis. Seeing this, she put it away for safekeeping.

"Then I'll keep it temporarily. At worst, it can be a nto."

"Alright."

The silver-haired girl continued using the feather duster to wipe away dust, giving the long-unseen ho a fresh feeling.

Watching the busy figure, Nan Zhiyi smiled gracefully and just sat on the sofa with her chin in her hands, appreciating the view. Who told the hostess to insist on cleaning alone? Quite particular about ceremony—the farewell cleaning couldn't be delegated to others.

"By the way, is your family taken care of?"

"Just need to get a few things and pick people up. When I told them the whole truth, you don't know how shocked they were: the Salvation Church was actually founded single-handedly by classmate Hibiscus. And we've already experienced so much together and will continue to save everything."

The usually quiet black-haired girl rarely described things so animatedly, only showing such enthusiasm when ntioning family.

"I just hope they don't bla for putting their daughter in danger."

"...I'm very grateful to you, Hibiscus. Without you, I wouldn't have seen this view from the heights. I probably would have lived an ordinary life in diocrity."

"With your abilities, you'd definitely do well. My comrades are geniuses first, then Magical Girls."

Nan Zhiyi's lips curved upward.

"You're good with words. But you have the grace of recognition toward , and we've gone through life-and-death trials together. The stage is so vast it spans several worlds and eras, yet it can't shake our bond. I think the most beautiful emotion in the world is nothing more than this."

She looked deeply at her childhood friend, with a hazy look in her eyes.

"Actually, you're nervous. In the end, you're still afraid, aren't you?"

Hibiscus also sat on the sofa and patted her knees together. The other obediently rested her head on them, lying down relaxed, feeling the friction of hair against skin—warm and full of security.

"Of course I'm afraid. What we're facing is an enemy that has triumphed in countless eras of challenges. Most likely there's no return."

"It's okay. I'll charge to the very front. If even my efforts are useless, then you can choose for yourselves. At least I won't be able to see it then."

"What gives you such a sense of mission to persist to the end? I know you, Hibiscus. You're not the type to risk everything."

"Because I have an even greater fear—afraid of going in circles only to return to a destructive ending."

Absolutely not.

The original story's plot line must never be repeated.

Admittedly, the real Magical Girl Hyacinth wasn't towering and full of courage, just trying hard to respond to every bit of expectation and sohow walking to today, becoming a banner. Since you're willing to entrust your lives, then let's see the final outco. That's all.

"You must succeed, because when all this ends, I'll give you my everything."

Nan Zhiyi gently stroked the silver-haired girl's cheek and suddenly smiled: "Don't make wait for a response."

Hibiscus grasped the stroking hand and nodded solemnly.

They chatted a bit more and then continued cleaning the room. The atmosphere was much more lively than before—they even had the mood to raid the non-expired food in the refrigerator. Edible snacks were eaten on the spot, and non-snacks were simply cooked then and there.

So it beca a scene where the hostess cleaned while the guest cooked in the kitchen. But Nan Zhiyi's cooking skills had visibly improved, catching up to Hibiscus's forr level.

Bang bang!

Knocking sounded.

Following a response, Jin Yulu walked in, dressed as always in vest and leather jacket, but different in that she carried a large pile of food.

"I figured I couldn't just co empty-handed, so I bought a little... The shopkeeper was in a hurry to flee, and seeing I still had the mood to shop, he just stuffed everything into my hands. So this is how much there ended up being."

The guest shook the heavy plastic bags.

Nan Zhiyi poked her head out from the kitchen doorway: "Thanks, just put it there. I'll handle it later."

"When did you start acting like the mistress?"

Following behind Jin Yulu was a certain pink-haired girl. The two had probably t on the road, with the latter bringing a pile of gifts that looked expensive just from the packaging.

Hearing such an assessnt, Nan Zhiyi smiled faintly and continued cooking with the gas stove, leaving the reception work to Hibiscus. Yes, receiving the guest who was entertaining outsiders...

However, Jin Ruochu had no such awareness at all and, as always, lay on the sofa taking out her handheld console, seizing every mont to experience gas she hadn't played. The perfect image of a big child, though it really did ease everyone's tension.

Hibiscus asked while pouring tea: "Jin Yulu, so you found that even normal supply logistics aren't working outside?"

"Pretty much."

It seed the united front wasn't doing well enough, but you really couldn't bla them. After all, billions of people worldwide were seriously affected, with no one uninvolved and everyone having their own difficulties. Don't look at how Disaster Beast attacks had decreased—the indirect destruction from large-scale mobilization was no less devastating.

But there were specialized fields, and that wasn't a problem she should worry about.

No matter what, the united front would maintain the basic situation and avoid holding things back. The rest was left to the Magical Girls.

As the leader of the Salvation Church, she also shouldn't show too much concern, which would deepen the tense atmosphere. So now, carefully tending to daily life was sufficient.

A mont later, Nan Zhiyi brought out the food.

As the hostess, she naturally also joined in the kitchen, and with two people cooperating, it was naturally smooth as flowing water.

This rare peaceful atmosphere was soothing to body and mind, like that first eting when the organization was established. In the company building they were full of wariness, but only here could they barely let down their guard...

Thud!

Jin Ruochu, who was carrying a plate but slipped on the floor, perfectly matched her performance from back then.