I adopted a child demon from the Gap, and I'm a special agent for the Bureau of Supernatural Ab

Writing this chapter today was so painful...

Section 150, Chapter 10: Miscellaneous Matters and Faith

When Li Cheng brought Remilia and tide to the branch building of the Sixth Group through the gap, they happened to meet Wuming, who was wearing an apron and cleaning the room.

"Wuming, you arrived so early?"

Li Cheng was somewhat surprised. He had arrived at the branch more than an hour early, but judging from Wu Ming's appearance, he had clearly been there for a long time. Li Cheng knew Wu Ming's cleaning habits well; he would definitely start cleaning from the first floor and work his way up. Li Cheng's teleportation location was on the sixth floor of the sixth group's branch, which was the top floor. Encountering Wu Ming cleaning there showed just how early he had arrived.

"We did arrive quite early, so we were a bit bored and cleaned up a bit."

Wuming swept away a small patch of barely noticeable dust from the corner of the wall, looked up, and said calmly. Then, his gaze passed over Li Cheng, skipped over Xi standing next to Li Cheng, and lingered on Remilia for a moment.

"A vampire?"

Wu Ming glanced at Remilia a few times, then turned to Li Cheng and asked.

"Ghost? Spirit? Summoning a spirit?"

Unexpectedly, before Li Cheng could speak, Remilia asked first, walking up to Wuming with a very interested expression.

Wuming's pupils contracted slightly for a moment.

What are you talking about?

Li Cheng was puzzled, not understanding why Wu Ming put on a look of great alarm after Remilia said a few strange words.

"Nothing much, I just saw something that caught my eye."

Remilia chuckled, her crimson pupils sweeping across the large conference room where Li Cheng had teleported to, before she frowned slightly.

"Although the venue is quite large, isn't the decoration a bit too tasteless? It's so simple and plain that it doesn't inspire me at all."

"What's up with this short little guy, Li Cheng? Don't tell me you think raising one child isn't enough and want to raise several more?"

Standing beside Li Cheng, Wu Ming asked in a low voice.

"It's a long story. The reason we're holding this meeting today is because of this child."

As Li Cheng answered, he suddenly remembered some things that Kiritsugu Emiya had mentioned last night, so he turned to look at Wuming and asked with great confusion:

"Speaking of which, Wuming, I remember Kiritsugu Emiya said last night that you came to help, but why haven't I seen you at all?"

Li Cheng remembered clearly that when he got up to chase after Cú Chulainn, and Kiritsugu Emiya stayed behind to deal with the attacking horde of undead, he had mentioned that Wuming would come to his aid. To be honest, if Wuming, who was skilled in long-range sniping, had been involved, the sorcerer who was controlling the corpses would have been exposed and captured long ago. Li Cheng would have needed to lure the opponent into revealing a weakness, and he even got hit by it several times in the process.

"Of course I came to help, but I didn't come to help that particular neighborhood."

A mysterious smile appeared on Wuming's face.

"We encountered a barking wild dog on the way. Seeing how troubled you were, I took on the task of capturing it without permission. Unfortunately, it didn't go smoothly, and he got away in the end."

Dingo?

Li Cheng found the deliberately sarcastic title "Wu Ming" rather odd, but after a moment's thought, he immediately realized what Wu Ming meant.

"Could it be that you... were dealing with Cú Chulainn back then?"

"Oh, that guy's name is Cú Chulainn?" Wuming asked in surprise. "If you're talking about the man you were fighting with steel bars against, then it's definitely him. I have to say he's incredibly strong. I clearly gave it my all, but I still couldn't stop him. In fact, I almost got injured by him."

So that's how it is. The reason why Wuming didn't send reinforcements to Emiya Kiritsugu was because he discovered his battle with Cú Chulainn on the way, and after deciding to retreat, he took the initiative to stop Cú Chulainn?

Kiritsugu Emiya's unique abilities and fighting spirit meant he could hold out for a long time unless completely overwhelmed, and returning to reinforce would essentially guarantee that nothing unexpected would happen. In this situation, rather than accompanying him to reinforce a neighborhood where additional manpower was no longer necessary, it was better to stop the escapee.

This approach is indeed more efficient in combat, and it's certainly a tactic that Wuming would have thought of.

"But even you couldn't stop that guy?"

Wuming's answer clearly demonstrated the strength of the man who called himself Cú Chulainn. After a long and continuous battle with Li Cheng, he then fought against the equally powerful Wuming, yet still emerged unscathed. Just how strong is that guy? Doesn't he get tired?

With such a powerful enemy lurking in the shadows, Li Cheng felt quite troubled.

"There's nothing we can do, that man is really strong."

Wuming was also sighing.

However, something still feels a bit strange...

"Hey, Wuming, I always feel like the way you talk about Cú Chulainn doesn't sound like you're discussing a stranger, but rather like you're talking about a close friend. What's going on?"

Without much hesitation, Li Cheng directly expressed his doubts.

"No, that's not true. I've always spoken this way. You're overthinking it, Senior Li Cheng."

Wuming naturally expressed his opposition to this.

"I don't know that Cú Chulainn."

This Cú Chulainn is indeed someone I don't recognize. Although, his personality, style, and fighting method remain completely unchanged.

Wu Ming smiled and completely denied Li Cheng's doubts about whether he knew the man who called himself Cú Chulainn.

Clang!

Just then, a loud crash rang out inside the room, immediately attracting the attention of Li Cheng and Wu Ming, who were chatting.

At the large rectangular conference table in the center of the room, Remilia had somehow moved a bench onto the table. Then, she tried to climb onto the bench, but finding herself too short, she flapped her wings and flew to a seat, settling down with an arrogant expression and looking down at the people in the room.

"Hmph, that's right, this is the place that suits me best."

The young vampire girl spoke with great enthusiasm, her shoulder-length blue hair swaying gently, and the bat wings behind her fluttering slightly, showing her cheerful mood.

"The table and floor were just wiped clean, and now they're dirty again..."

Wuming, who had just finished cleaning, spoke with a speechless expression, looking like a weary parent who had to put on a fake smile for the other parent after their home was wrecked by a relative's unruly child during the Chinese New Year.

"Although this isn't my child, I still want to say sorry. I really didn't expect this guy to do something like this."

Wiping the cold sweat from his brow, Li Cheng chuckled dryly and began to think about how to get Remilia to remove the chair from the table.

Just then, the door to the conference room behind them opened.

Kiritsugu Emiya, Ryougi Shiki, Rin Tohsaka, and her follower, a total of four, entered the conference room. Touma Kamijou, who was supposed to come along, was nowhere to be seen, but this was normal; Li Cheng was already used to it.

It's worth noting that among the entire Sixth Group, only Touma Kamijou's attendance sheet is in a separate booklet. Due to various strange reasons, Touma Kamijou always has a hard time ensuring he's on time.

Getting hit by a car, being hit by a flowerpot, slipping on a banana peel, or bumping into a lamppost because you can't see where you're going are all quite common occurrences. Being hit by a car, then hit by a flowerpot, then slipping on a moldy banana peel, and finally being hit by a lamppost—that's also a fairly typical scenario. Touma Kamijou's daily commute is always accompanied by a variety of unlucky and bizarre events, giving everyone who reads his file a real eye-opener.

Although in Li Cheng's opinion, this spiky-haired boy who could survive all sorts of inexplicable events was actually quite lucky.

"Well, everyone's almost here," Kiritsugu Emiya said with a serious expression as he glanced at the people in the room and walked into the meeting room. "Then let's get started. Today's meeting is very important."

whoosh-

The next moment, a figure flashed past everyone's eyes like a streak of light, heading towards Remilia, who was sitting at the table.

"Die, you dead apostle!"

Filled with intense hatred and rage, the believer brandished his sharp blade and slashed down heavily towards Remilia.

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Chapter 11, Section 151: Arrogance and Crouching in Defense

It all happened in an instant. Suddenly, the believer who had been quietly following at the back of the group sprang into action, rushing towards Remilia, who was sitting at the conference table. She thrust her blade forward viciously, clearly intending to kill Remilia outright.

"Die now, you dead apostle!"

As they charged forward, the believers shouted with intense hatred.

With her near-limit speed, near-limit movements, and such swift killing intent, stopping her at this moment would undoubtedly be extremely difficult.

But another, even faster figure appeared in front of the believer at that moment, reaching out to stop the believer's movements.

"Although I forgot that your cult has an extreme aversion to beings like Dead Apostles and vampires, and it was wrong of me not to explain this beforehand, it's not good to just go berserk without any regard for the consequences, is it?"

With a flick of his fingers, Li Cheng crushed the blade in the believer's hand. Then, he grabbed the believer's shoulder, who was still trying to charge forward, and said with a hint of helplessness.

"She's a Dead Apostle! A vampire!"

The believer struggled desperately, but due to the difference in strength, he could not break free from Li Cheng. He could only grit his teeth and say with resentment.

"How can you, who are supposed to uphold the order of human society, protect such an evil being?"

Oh no, it seems that the believer is very resistant to Remilia.

It's understandable that believers would be so resistant to someone like Remilia. On one hand, the sect she belongs to hunts these creatures that feed on humans and are opposed to them; on the other hand, the believers, who suffered a major setback at the hands of the Dead Apostle Jester, already harbored even deeper resentment towards vampires, making them more easily provoked.

This is getting a little tricky...

“Miss Remilia is actually quite different from the Dead Apostles and vampires you’ve met.”

Li Cheng carefully considered his words, then thought about some of Remilia's characteristics in that vague memory, and tried to speak.

"She is a fantasy-level vampire, an ancient species that has now disappeared. Unlike the Dead Apostles who are infected and degraded and can only survive by drinking human blood, she does not necessarily have to feed on humans. Xin, you can also notice that, can't you? Her aura is different from the Dead Apostles you have seen."

The believer looked puzzled. She closed her eyes and tried to sense Remilia's aura again, and sure enough, she detected something unusual about it. Although the aura looked exactly like that of a vampire, it was clear that Remilia's aura carried a more ancient and mutated quality, completely different from that of the Dead Apostles active in the modern world.

An ancient species? Not necessarily feeding on humans? Different from the Dead Apostles? Could it be... that I've misunderstood?

The believer was somewhat stunned.

"Hmph, although I can indeed obtain power in many ways, human blood is of course the most delicious, and I will naturally drink fresh blood."

To Li Cheng's surprise, Remilia, who had been sitting quietly in her seat, suddenly spoke. And her first words were a sharp and mocking rebuttal to the believer.

"To me, humans are the best food, and I will naturally enjoy them. Hmph, what's wrong with that?"

"You, this, bastard!"

Faced with Remilia's malicious smile, the believer went berserk once again.