There is no way to escape, and the black knight is approaching step by step.

Liz was completely helpless. She didn't care about being discovered by the Black Knight. She quickly took out the small mirror in her arms and communicated with her sisters at high speed: "I'm sorry, I messed up."

"It's okay." The White Queen comforted her, "The other party has already determined that you are Lisdiya. It's only a matter of time to confirm your identity. Lis, you have done a good job."

Liz: "But what should we do now? We are going to be arrested now."

There was a moment of silence in the mirror, and the White Queen suddenly asked, "Lise, do you blame us for hiding it?"

Liz: “What do you mean?”

Diya: "Do you blame us for hiding the fact that you are a magic spirit?"

Liz tilted her head: "A little bit, but no matter what I am, am I not your favorite sister?"

White Queen: "Of course, that's for sure - as long as you don't make me angry."

Red Death: "Also, as long as we are still here, Liz, you don't need to know that you are a sorcerer."

Liz is a very perceptive child.

"Sister Hong, what do you mean? Are you guys still not here?"

The Red Dead didn't answer Liz's question: "Liz, listen to Bai more from now on; Black, don't keep things to yourself; White, don't think about everything alone, trust others more; Diya, you must stay yourself."

Liz: "Sister Hong, what are you talking about?!"

The black butler who had been silent all this time suddenly said, "Let me do it, Hong, you are more useful than me."

Red Death: "No, Black, you are more useful than me. I can no longer help you in the virtual world. I was born to fight. Now that Diya can fight alone and has comrades she can trust, my continued existence will only cause trouble for her."

Diya: "How is that possible! I... Sister Hong, you are my sister, not a combat power player, and you will not cause me any trouble!"

Liz almost crushed the mirror: "What the hell are you talking about?! Why can't I understand anything!?"

"The Bronze Dragon Trial erased our past in reality and sealed off our magic power in reality. That's why An Nan never doubted us." The White Queen said in a low voice, "But without magic power, we naturally can't activate magic spirits. Therefore, we have no power to resist in reality and can only rely on the protection of others."

"But there are always exceptions - if the magic spirit takes effect actively, then there is no need to consume magic power."

Liz vaguely understood something, but she still wanted to think positively: "So Sister Hong is going to beat up this bad guy and come back?"

Red Death: "Not coming back."

"Why!?"

"Liz, do you know what kind of spirits we are?"

"Sister spirit, younger sister spirit, cute spirit?"

"No, we are all derived spirits from mask spirits." The Red Death said, "I am the Red Death Mask, she is the White Queen Mask, and you are the Little Witch Mask."

"When using it on ourselves, of course we can switch it at will and use it permanently. But if it is used on others, it means that I must enter the other person's soul in order to put on the Red Death mask for them."

Liz: "So... Hongjie, are you going to take this villain's body away?!"

"It can't be taken away." The Red Dead shook his head: "A mask is just a mask after all."

"So what are you going to do?"

"It's very simple. When I ask it to take off its mask, I will also take off its face. I will actively integrate into it to disrupt its soul, confuse its memory, and tear apart its worldview. When it takes me off completely, it may not even remember who it is."

Liz felt a chill in her heart, "What about you, Sister Hong?"

"The only way to forcibly remove the mask is to destroy the spirit." said the Red Death.

"No!" Liz said immediately, "I don't want Sister Hong to die. We... yes, we still have Dad, Annan, Aunt Borkin, Uncle Harvey, and Sister Qinna. They will save us. Sister Hong doesn't need to die!"

"The white fog has been gone for so long, and we have been running for so long." Black Butler suddenly said, "Who will come to save us?"

The image in the mirror froze.

"They will save Annan, they will save Panji, they will save Yaxiu, they will save Igula, and they will even save Harvey, but no one will save us. Annan and Panji are master and servant, Yaxiu and the other three are companions, and we are the only outsiders that no one cares about."

"It may not matter at ordinary times, but in dangerous moments, the weight of life will be divided." Black Butler said: "Besides, they can't save us. The black knight just said it himself, it is a secret guard, Diya, do you still remember this name?"

Diya: "I heard it once in a bedtime story. The Secret Guards are the sharp blades of the royal family and the representatives of Yisu. They can call upon the royal family's gospel points at will and have the authority to pray for forbidden miracles... The Secret Guards can even be regarded as legendary magicians."

Black Butler: "If I'm not mistaken, the white mist of Fanmu La should be dispersed by it with its points. It didn't do anything serious just now, it was just chasing and playing with Liz. Even if someone came to save us, who can defeat the legendary magician head-on? Who dares to offend the secret guards of the Isu royal family?"

Liz: "Is it just a matter of letting Sister Hong die? I don't want that!"

"So... why don't we go back?"

Black Butler whispered, "As long as we surrender, Hong won't have to sacrifice; as long as we go back, we won't have to keep running away. Shiro, Hong, Liz, Diya..." When she said the last part, there was a hint of pleading in her voice.

Diya did not answer.

"You absolutely cannot go back."

The Red Death flatly rejected Black Butler's proposal.

"What the witch needs is Lisdea, not the Red Death, not the Black Butler, not the White Queen, not the Secret Princess, and certainly not the Little Witch. Even if we go back to the tower obediently, we will all be purged by the witch. She will not allow us to continue to exist and hinder the 'real Lisdea' from becoming a saint. Everyone will die, without exception."

"One death, or five deaths? Even I can do math, Hei."

"But the problem is not necessarily that only one person will die!" Black Butler roared, "If we encounter the secret guard this time, we have to sacrifice Hong. Then who will we sacrifice when we encounter the second secret guard? Me? What about the third time? What about the fourth time? Will it end only when Diya is left?"

White Queen: "Black..."

"There are still three months until the end of the Weaving Festival. As long as we behave well, the witch should let us live for three months." Black Butler begged, "Diya, do you really want to watch everyone die one by one? Can't you just let us live well for these three months? Do you know what Hong likes to eat? Do you know where Hong wants to go? Do you know that Hong actually likes listening to music?"

Diya did not answer.

"Don't be so embarrassing, Black." The Red Death said, "Don't make it sound like I'm afraid of death. I'm the Red Death, and this is the name I gave myself."

"Liz, without the assistance of other magic spirits, I can only activate it through contact. Just touch the secret guard with your hand later."

Liz almost wanted to hide her hands: "No!"

"Don't be so willful. You are already an adult."

"I'm not an adult, I'm a little witch! And what's the difference between this and killing you, Hong Jie, with my own hands? Absolutely not!"

"Diya!" Black Butler's scream almost pierced the mirror, but then it turned into a cry of pleading: "I beg you..."

White Queen: "Hei, don't be like this. The most uncomfortable person here is not you, but Diya."

Diya still didn't answer.

No matter how fast the exchange of thoughts was, it would eventually consume time. The Black Knight had already reached the end. The Stand opened his arms and stood in front of Liz, as if he wanted to repay Liz for saving his life just now.

"don't want……"

Pop.

The Black Knight waved his hand lightly, and the bubble burst. Liz looked up, forced to face this cruel nightmare up close.

"Liz, look at me."

Liz glanced at the mirror subconsciously, and then her mask was taken off.

Black Butler roared, "Diya!"

White Queen: "Diya..."

Little Witch: "Sister Diya!"

Their shouting stopped abruptly.

Click, click.

The tear glands worked harder than when she was born to clean her eyeballs. Her teeth had made a hole in her lips. Large tears and sticky drops of blood hit the mirror one by one. The new coating formed obscured the faces of her sisters and only reflected a girl who was crying.

"Diya, you are the strongest among us. I will have to trouble you in the future."

Diya wiped her tears hastily, raised her head and saw the hand extended by the Black Knight. She suppressed the retching in her stomach and raised her hand to reach out -

Buzz!

Suddenly, a sharp scream came from the ceiling. Diya's brain was shocked by the piercing sound and the unsuspecting black knight also paused.

At this moment, an inverted sword barrier suddenly emerged from the ceiling above the Black Knight, and then this piece of the ceiling was cut out and fell directly down!

Bang!

Diya stared blankly at the black knight being hit by the ceiling with a sword barrier. In the billowing smoke and dust, along with the ceiling fell down, as well as her high-quality human father in a dark red windbreaker.

"Um?"

When Ash saw Diya's little hand stretched out to him, he subconsciously reached out and held it.