Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

At the same time, he took Mame-no-Suke from Frilian, stroked its fur, took a few steps forward, and said:

"Half-body, are you referring to it? Let's get to know each other again, it's my pet now."

Wobback's pupils dilated, her mind went blank, and she seemed to understand the double meaning in the words.

Although the difference in strength is too great, the upper half of the body seems less important, and because of his dark history, he is not entitled to any human rights anyway.

But becoming a pet is just too much...

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

Seeing that Munenosuke didn't even look at himself.

Even though it was late summer and the air was still warm, Wobak felt a chill to the bone.

Even the violent half of him submits, so what can he do about his own lazy, almost powerless self?

We can only accept our fate and the established facts.

……

On the other side, after taking a few bottles of potions from Wiz, Barnier strolled around the streets.

While it's called a leisurely stroll, it's not entirely accurate; it mainly involves observing the future movements of passersby.

Whoever's future is unclear is related to their goals.

And sure enough, they found two.

Darkness and Chris.

The two were walking down the street, having been driven from their home because of Celia's appearance, and were now looking for a place to stay.

They had assumed that as a famous hot spring city, this place must have countless hotels.

But who would have thought that the arrival of the princess would cause prices to skyrocket?

Even Darkness, who is usually very generous, couldn't help but exclaim that she couldn't afford it.

"What should we do, Chris? Are we going to have to sleep on the streets tonight?"

"By the way, are there many beggars in this city?"

Chris's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

Having spent a long time with Darkness, she had already figured out the other woman's thoughts, so she decisively interrupted:

“Stop. If you don’t want your father to die with his eyes wide open in disgrace, and if you don’t want to bring shame to the Dustinis family, you’d better put an end to this terrible idea.”

"At worst, I'll go and beg Frilian for help."

Darkness doesn't mind the filth; in fact, she finds it disgusting. Stories of being violated by beggars only exist in vulgar novels.

Chris took a deep breath, about to continue speaking.

But just then, she felt as if she were being watched by something, and she felt very uncomfortable.

He turned around abruptly and met the eyes of Barnier, who was observing him from a distance.

Although Banir concealed his presence and appeared to others as just a strange man wearing a mask, she could see him clearly.

This is a demon, and a rather high-level one at that.

Why are you here?

Chris was startled. As a goddess, her instinct was to eliminate him.

However, when he reached out to use his divine magic, he discovered that it was just a clone of himself, and his expression immediately changed.

At the same time, a small piece of the mask on Barnier's face silently shattered.

“Sasa—” The soil that made up his body was also constantly crumbling.

Barnier covered his eyes and, without thinking, immediately turned and ran, while hurriedly shutting down his precognitive eyes.

He cursed himself inwardly, wondering if he had offended the Grand Duke Jupiter and had run into another god.

"Hey, don't go!"

Seeing that Barnier was about to escape and disappear from his sight, Chris shouted loudly and even kicked after him.

But Barnier didn't care about her. If she didn't leave, was she just waiting to die?

And so, one of them ran desperately ahead, while the other chased desperately behind.

Wherever they went, everything was thrown into chaos.

"Catch the demon! Someone stop him!"

"Goddess Erqi, don't go too far! What have I done?"

That's why he hates this place. He's always shouting for war and killing.

After running for a full three minutes, Barnier, thanks to his superior physical abilities, finally managed to escape the pursuit.

He hid in the courtyard of a mansion that looked deserted and rarely visited.

Just as he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that the situation hadn't escalated to its worst state,

He turned his head suddenly and, through the window, made eye contact with two blonde girls.

In that instant, he felt a chill run through his body and froze on the spot.

Hehe~

Oh no! I don't know much about the bigger one, but the smaller one is a taboo in his eyes.

It's the kind of creature that would take half your life just by looking at it.

"Crack—" The mask shattered into pieces again.

Why...?

……

……

"Lord Ronan, you're finally back. We've caught a masked pervert attempting a burglary. What do you suggest we do with him?"

Kureya reported to Ronan, who was returning slowly.

As she spoke, she glanced at Barnier, who was bound like a dumpling, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

Everyone in this city knows that this place has been taken over by the princess, yet some reckless thief still dares to break in.

Fortunately, the princess returned in search of items that could increase her luck, otherwise... losing money would be a minor matter, but barging into her boudoir would be a real problem.

"Hey, who's the pervert? You all need to be more polite. I just took the wrong turn."

Barnier leaned against the corner of the wall, slowly raised his head, and replied calmly.

Although he was tied up, he remained calm, thinking that it might be safer to hide here.

She's just a princess; it's a matter of losing her head, and losing her head is like peeling off dead skin for her.

That was my initial thought, and I even used future prediction to confirm it.

However, the moment he looked up and saw Ronan, the mask shattered completely.

I almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

no……

I've run so far, why won't they let me go? And who is this person? Why is the backlash they're causing even more severe than that goddess's?

The omen of death is flashing.

Wait a moment……

“You…”

"Shut up." Before Barnier could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a hard kick from Kuraya. She adopted a loyal subject's stance:

"Let Lord Ronan speak first. You've been caught red-handed, how can you remain so calm? Do you know who's in front of you?"

...So what if I know? What does it have to do with you? This woman is really annoying.

He was, after all, a dignified Duke of Hell; when had he ever been bossed around by a human woman who was only level 50?

Ronan waved his hand to signal the two to calm down, while giving Barnier a meaningful look.

He never expected that so many things would happen after the two of them entered the city.

"Let's be quiet for a moment. Tell me, how do you want to deal with him? I think I should know him. He's not just a simple thief or a pervert."

Kureya was shocked by what she heard, her eyes widening as she glared angrily at Banir:

"So it's not innocent then? Okay, I knew it, you must be some kind of womanizer."

"Wearing a mask must be to hide your shifty-eyed behavior."

"They've actually dared to attack the princess! I suggest they be executed by slow slicing."

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves.

"..."

Barnier was speechless. Seriously, he was talking as if he cared about people so much.

Because his body was created temporarily, he didn't have that organ, so even if he wanted to have sex, he couldn't.

Besides, in his long life, human lifespan is so short that it's no different from that of an infant. Who would feel affection for an infant?

His reputation had been severely damaged, and in order not to leave a bad impression, he decisively said:

"Shut up, you stupid woman who secretly loves the princess but never dares to confess, and who would even accept her partner just to sleep and bathe with her."

“I’ve already told you, I’m not interested in these things, why can’t you understand? This…”

He looked up at Ronan, momentarily at a loss for words, his brows furrowed beneath the mask.

After a moment's thought, before Kureya could erupt in anger, I could only use a vague word to describe it:

"You should be able to understand me, this mysterious and unpredictable being."

"Does your recognition of me mean that you also possess the ability to foresee the future?"

"My apologies, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the Thousand-Mile-Seeing Demon, one of the Seven Great Demon Lords of Hell, Banir."