I, Wang Ha, the Three Red Unparalleled Assassin

"Mountain Spider, I ask you: Do you remember how you died? And why you died?"

With an air of authority, Shiki Eiki asked a question while reaching out her small hand to pull out the Book of Life and Death, which records the birth, aging, sickness, and death of all things in the world, from the side of the table and began to search through it.

"My lord, I remember, of course I remember. I may forget other things, but I will never forget this."

The mountain spider nodded hurriedly in response, its rough face showing fear and trembling uncontrollably, as if it had suffered some great terror.

"Remember? Then tell me in detail, as this concerns your final sentence and where you will be reincarnated."

Shiki Eiki initially thought that since even the Pure Glass Mirror hadn't shown anything, the person in question might also have a memory problem. Although the answer she received was somewhat unexpected, the outcome was ultimately positive.

Having been warned by Shiki Eiki, Yamagumo naturally dared not fabricate too much, and forced himself to suppress his fear as he retrieved that terrifying memory of death from his mind.

"It was a summer evening. I was leading thousands of my men in pursuit of a cat demon, planning to have a feast in a human village we would encounter soon."

While Yamagumo was gesturing and describing things like he was performing an opera, Shiki Eiki also found Yamagumo's page in the Book of Life and Death.

Shiki Eiki skimmed through the text, and when she saw the last line, her emerald green eyes suddenly narrowed, because what was written in the cause of death column was not that her lifespan had ended, but that she had met her destiny in a way she had never seen before.

"Then, just as we caught up with the cat demon, we came face to face with a person holding a baby."

"No, that's not right! That can't possibly be a human! It's... it's a demon from the depths of hell! A white-haired devil!!"

As the mountain spider spoke, his emotions suddenly surged, and his roars and screams echoed throughout the Hall of Right and Wrong, his eyes filled with fear and dread.

To everyone's astonishment, what happened next that could drive such a powerful demon to such hysteria, almost to madness?

"A white-haired evil spirit?"

Shiki Eiki muttered a repeated sentence, tapping her slender fingers on the table, waiting for Yamagumo to continue.

"A strange bell rang in the air, instantly blasting my low-level monsters to smithereens."

"White feathers fell from the sky as the demon, alone with his sword, charged into the remaining demon horde, but encountered no match for him."

The mountain spider clenched his fists, his face filled with grief and indignation, as if he were experiencing the unparalleled despair of that time again, the first time since birth that he had felt weak and afraid.

"Even I, as the Demon King, was ultimately beheaded with a single blow, without any power to fight back from beginning to end! A massacre!! It was nothing short of a massacre!!!"

"My lord! You must do justice for this lowly demon! These are the lives of tens of thousands of innocent people!!"

Shiki Eiki, holding a brush, meticulously recorded Yamagumo's account of events, ignoring his pleas for justice. Only after writing the last word did she pick up the vermilion brush again and write her verdict against Yamagumo.

After writing the verdict, Shiki Eiki straightened her expression, slammed the gavel on her hand, and said coldly to Yamagumo:

"The deceased have no right to sue the living; this is one of the basic principles of how the underworld handles matters. After all, no matter who it is, there will always be some grievances."

"The authority of the underworld officials can only be directed at the dead and those whose time is about to end, so it depends on when your enemies will come here to be judged."

After handing the verdict to a cold-faced Grim Reaper, Yamagumo was quickly dragged away by two Grim Reapers to be tortured, while Shiki Eiki welcomed her next person to be tried—a Lunarian.

Although the Moon Man thought that with Tsukiyo Mikoto protecting him, he would definitely be able to get him back sooner or later, and thus acted arrogantly, even speaking rudely as soon as he entered, he became obedient after being held down and having a few fingers cut off.

Then, Eiki Shiki saw the same scene as before: the place in the Pure Glass Mirror related to death was pitch black.

One time could be a coincidence, and two times could also be called a coincidence, but as a judge, Shiki Eiki, with her meticulous mind, immediately took this very seriously.

"Although I don't know if he had white hair, he was a guy wielding a greatsword made of jet black. I can't remember the first one's exact appearance, and the second one said he wore a mask..."

After questioning the Lunarians in detail, Shiki Eiki felt that she had to personally investigate the root of the matter, as it was the duty of a qualified judge.

She handed over her work to another Yama, and with the Staff of Repentance in her hand, she went to the River of Oblivion, where she happened to encounter a small boat docked at the shore.

"Onozuka Komachi! Come with me on a mission to investigate some things on the ground."

After Shiki Eiki jumped onto the boat, she called out to the ferryman, who was the same young girl in blue with pink hair from before.

"A mission? Aren't we supposed to be boating here anymore? I'll go! I'll go!"

Upon hearing Eiki's words, Onozuka Komachi was so happy she almost jumped for joy. She pushed the oars and rowed towards the opposite bank at three times the speed before, without even asking if there would be any danger on the journey.

While they were on their way to the human world, in a bamboo forest within the Eastern Kingdom, the Mountain Elder, unarmed, once again killed a demon who tried to ambush him.

The old man of the mountain didn't even glance at the monster that had suddenly appeared looking for death. He continued his slow walk along the snow-covered path, savoring the tranquil atmosphere of the forest.

Suddenly, the old man of the mountain looked toward the place where he had previously slain the demon army and sensed a faint power of death.

"Hmm? This slightly different death aura... could it be someone from the underworld of this world?"

The old man of the mountain immediately became interested, his dark blue eyes revealing curiosity, and he disappeared from the spot as the ghost fire flickered.

On the other side, Shiki Eiki and Onozuka Komachi, who had just opened the passage to the human world, looked around the forest and confirmed that this was indeed the place where the mountain spider died.

Onozuka Komachi, carrying a giant scythe, watched Shiki Eiki searching through the bushes in the woods, feeling puzzled and confused. She then asked:

"Hey! Lord Shiki, what exactly is the purpose of our trip?"

Just as Shiki Eiki turned around and was about to answer, she saw the old man of the mountain slowly emerging from the rippling ghost fire.

The two locked eyes, and for a moment, Shiki Eiki felt as if she were facing the Ten Kings of Hell, or even more so, making it hard for her to breathe.

"Who is this person? Black clothes and white hair, doesn't that match the description of the Mountain Spider? But why does he give me the feeling of facing death head-on?!"

Chapter 119 I am Azrael

The old man of the mountain looked at Shiki Eiki for a moment and sensed a strong aura of death emanating from her, which confirmed his guess.

However, since there is no Enma in the Type-Moon world, the old man of the mountain, despite seeing that the other party had a very close relationship with death, could not determine the specific identity of Shiki Eiki.

Onozuka Komachi was puzzled when she saw Shiki Eiki turn around and freeze in place. She tilted her head slightly to look behind her, but saw nothing.

"Strange, what's wrong with Lord Shiki today? He's not as decisive and efficient as usual."

The Death Girl raised her left hand and scratched her head, carefully scanning the empty forest while muttering to herself.

When she turned around to ask a question, she saw a tall, burly man with long white hair suddenly appear in front of Shiki Eiki, looking down at the petite Enra, who was only 1.45 meters tall.

The old man of the mountain, who had just appeared silently behind Komachi Onozuka, was now right next to Eiki Shiki, making her face turn pale.

Although the old man of the mountain did not unleash his imposing and powerful aura, Shiki Eiki, as a judge of the underworld who is extremely sensitive to death, could feel the sudden increase in pressure.

Despite this, the stubborn girl did not back down even a step. Instead, she raised her head and stared at the old man of the mountain without showing any weakness. Her pretty face was serious, and she exuded a sense of righteousness.

As Shiki Eiki gazed into the old man's deep blue eyes, she felt they were incredibly profound, like black holes capable of swallowing everything in the world. In them, she saw the purest form of death in the world.

Seeing Shiki Eiki's courageous and principled demeanor, the old man of the mountain couldn't help but feel admiration. His cold expression softened slightly, as if the underworld, which maintained the basic operation of this world, was doing its job quite well.

However, even if there is a shortage of manpower, it is not necessary to hire child labor, right?

Of course, the old man of the mountain was well aware that the little guy in front of him, who was not much taller than Matou Sakura, was definitely not the same age as he looked, but he still teased him in his heart.

"My name is..."

The old man's deep, authoritative voice had barely begun when Onozuka Komachi, who had just come to her senses, angrily interrupted her.

"Lord Shiki! Step back!!"

Although Shiki Eiki herself is extremely powerful, this does not prevent Onozuka Komachi, as a Shinigami, from fulfilling her mission and duty to protect Lord Enma at all times.

Seeing that Shiki Eiki's face was pale, her petite figure trembling in the shadow of the other person, and large beads of sweat sliding down her face, Onozuka Komachi instinctively took action.

Onozuka Komachi took a step and appeared to the right of the Mountain Elder in a daze, swinging her giant scythe horizontally to hook down at the elder's waist, trying to force him back.

Facing the gleaming scythe, the Mountain Elder channeled his magic into a gauntlet on his right hand, and with a flick of his index and middle fingers, he firmly held the scythe in mid-air.

"Tsk! When did such a troublesome fellow appear in the human world?"

Onozuka Komachi pulled out the scythe in her hand, only to find that she couldn't budge her opponent in the slightest with her own strength, which surprised her.

As the Grim Reaper, she has a natural advantage when fighting living beings, and it goes without saying that she is completely countered by undead or ghosts.

Realizing she might not be a match for him, Onozuka Komachi decisively released her scythe, activated her ability again, and instantly appeared next to Shiki Eiki, reaching out to grab Koenra.

"Spatial ability? No, this feeling is more like something that makes the world seem within reach or shrinks the distance; it should be about manipulating distance!"

The old man of the mountain, who hadn't seen through Onozuka Komachi's ability before, observed it carefully this time and immediately saw through its mystery with his rich combat experience accumulated over three lifetimes.

The battle took place in the blink of an eye; the two exchanged blows in less than three seconds. It wasn't until Onozuka Komachi's hand was about to touch Shiki Eiki that the Enma girl made the most correct reaction.

With the repentance stick in her hand raised and slammed down, accompanied by a crisp sound, Onozuka Komachi squatted on the ground with her hands covering her head, rubbing her hit head and gasping for breath.

The same technique, the same pain—it was exactly the same as when I was caught slacking off by Master Shiki in the past.

According to the established procedure, what follows is the hellish lecturing time. The usually quiet Xiao Yanluo can be even more talkative than Tang Sanzang when she starts lecturing people.

But the familiar lecturing voice did not sound. Just as Onozuka Komachi subconsciously covered her ears, Shiki Eiki, holding the repentance stick, solemnly bowed deeply to the old man of the mountain.

"I apologize, sir. It is all my fault for failing to discipline my subordinate, which led to her being impolite and offending you. I will certainly give her a good talking to later."

Seeing that Shiki Eiki's demeanor and attitude didn't seem fake, Onozuka Komachi realized that she might have done something wrong again with good intentions.

"It's alright. Such a loyal attitude of protecting one's master deserves to be commended."

As he spoke, the old man of the mountain removed the armor from his hands and casually tossed the scythe back to Onozuka Komachi.

For the Grim Reapers, the scythe is one of the symbols of their status.

It is not only a weapon used in battle, but also an indispensable tool for the work of reaping souls. A Grim Reaper who loses his own scythe will not only be stripped of his identity, but may even be convicted of a crime.

Therefore, the old man of the mountain praised Onozuka Komachi for her decisive actions. Loyalty and righteousness are the great principles, and those who always keep loyalty and righteousness in mind will surely earn the respect of others.

Seeing that the old man of the mountain was so easy to talk to, Shiki Eiki breathed a sigh of relief and put on a serious face again, saying:

"Thank you for your magnanimity. I am Shiki Eiki, and I am Enma, who serves as a judge in the underworld. May I ask, Your Excellency?"

"My name is Hassan al-Sabah."

At this time, the old man of the mountain did not use the name 'Suzuki Satoru' which was used to cover his identity, but instead chose to give his original name.

However, Shiki Eiki knew nothing about the 'Assassins' sect in the Middle East, so naturally she didn't recognize the old man's pseudonym.

In response, the old man of the mountain had to add another self-introduction so that Shiki Eiki would understand his identity.

"Of course, it wouldn't be wrong to call me Azrael."

"This person is the one who moves at the sound of the evening bell, and with the greatsword in hand, will bring an end to those whose destiny has been sealed!"

Chapter 120 The Monarch of Death

"Azrael?"

Shiki Eiki's pupils contracted, feeling that she seemed to have heard of this name before, and had also accidentally seen many secrets from other places in the books collected in the underworld.

"That angel of death from the far west? The one who holds the Book of Life and Death and can manipulate death?"