My sister is Purple Eight Clouds
7 Realm Demon in Fuyunki, Japan

The legend

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"But I wonder where the two girls from Fantasy Village are.”

The people around him stopped and looked at him as he walked on the streets of Dongmu City.

In recent years, Winterwood City had been expanding outward. When he saw the tall buildings, the Eight Clouds Track felt like he had returned to human society. It was a kind of intimacy. Ever since he merged into the Eight Clouds Track's body, the memories that came like a tide made him feel as if he had left human society. Now that he was walking in the busy city, he could not help but recall the past when he was a human.

"Is that person cosplaying?”Someone exclaimed.

"He's definitely filming?" The surrounding people were discussing non-stop.

"But, it's very beautiful."

After walking into the crowd, Eight Cloud Traces would always hear such voices. Although he did not hate the envious gazes of humans, he was always annoyed by the noise of these humans all day long.

The current Eight Clouds Trace was slender and wore a white Daoist robe. His slender black hair was not tied up with any hair accessories and freely fell to his waist. His bright golden eyes seemed to have a gentle light. If he had a sword on his back, he would simply look like those Xianxia characters in China. Nowadays, even Japan liked this Xianxia culture very much and even created a trend of Xianxia. The Eight Clouds Trace naturally attracted a lot of attention when it appeared on the streets.

"However, since they weren't taken away by big sister, it means that they aren't very powerful. For example, they are some demons.”Eight Clouds Trails was walking on the streets, looking at the increasingly popular otaku culture shops. It was rare for him to see a game shop. He remembered the days when he used to play single-player games day and night. He suddenly had a whim and walked in with a smile.

As a former otaku, Eight Clouds Traces had seen countless classic games. The black and white Gameboy was placed on the counter, and Pokemon was released at this time. It was simply a hairstyle festival for all kinds of classic games.

"This, I'll take it, and this, ah, yeti brothers! Super Mario! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle and Pokemon Porn!”

Hugging a bunch of games, the Otaku spirit in Eight Cloud Trace's body was burning. Unconsciously, his aura leaked out. The demonic aura made the atmosphere even more lively, but more people unconsciously wanted to leave this place.

"Is this a grand strategy?"

Eight Cloud Trace wanted to pick up a game, but a thick hand directly put it into his pocket. He turned around and saw a red-haired man wearing strange clothes.

"You want to play this too? I'm sorry, I took it first. I can't give it to you.”Iskandar put the grand strategy into the shopping basket and said with a smile.

"Zhenren." Eight Cloud Traces suddenly said.

Iskandar was the King of Conquest, a very rough but meticulous king. He was also the favorite king of the Eight Clouds.

A king should be like a conquering king, with incomparable power and a king's heart. He should not care about trifles and be able to conquer for his dreams.

"As a king, you actually bought a game to play?”

Just as the Conqueror King was about to leave to pay the bill, the voice of the Eight Clouds came from behind him. He was instantly stunned and then his expression turned solemn.

"Are you a magician?" The Conqueror King observed for a while and saw that the Eight Clouds had no intention of fighting. He also felt that there were no signs of heroic spirits around. He knew that the person in front of him was not the master of any Servant in the Holy Grail War, so he could only call the Eight Clouds Magician.

"Magician, yeah, magician.”Eight clouds stretch out. With a flick of his finger, a cluster of flames rose. The purple flames were extremely pure, and the surrounding humans were instantly stunned.

"Are they both gaming fans or enemies?”

The Conqueror King grabbed the struggling Wilbur.

"Today, I'm just a gaming fan.”Eight Cloud Traces blew out the purple flames burning on his finger and replied with a smile.

At least they weren't enemies for the next few days. When the Eight Clouds were walking around Winterwood City, they could already feel that the aura was coming from the Great Holy Grail in the sky.

If there were no accidents, the girl from Fantasy Village was that one.

Therefore, he had to break the Holy Grail and open the seal inside to release the girl from Fantasy Village. Then, Fantasy Village would have another place of life.

However, it seemed that the Eight Cloud Trace was not interested in this. After all, it was too weak and not worth the Eight Cloud Purple Flower's effort to break the seal and save her. Therefore, she was allowed to be sealed.

Furthermore, Purple Eight Clouds knew that this seal would be opened due to the stupidity of humans. The girls from Fantasy Village would awaken and return to Fantasy Village. This was also why Purple Eight Clouds said that as long as they waited for a long time, those girls from Fantasy Village would return.

However, the Eight Cloud Traces would not do that. He knew what would happen if the seal was broken. It was a disaster that could destroy this world. God knew what the girl from Fantasy Village would become.

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