Type-Moon, I'm a magician, is that true?

"I'm not free enough to ask a regular magician a question. As she said, wouldn't it be better to ask the local master?"

"Forgive my poor eyesight, but what on earth did you see that was so special?"

"Rather than seeing it, I'd say I felt it. I sensed the aura of my target from her, that inexplicable demonic quality."

"Is it the True Ancestor?"

Westino didn't admit it, but in this case, silence was confirmation.

"In any case, she's being considered for observation. She must have had close contact with the True Ancestor recently."

Chapter 88: The Beast of Chaos

Early in the morning of a new day, Shizuki Sojuro finished his all-night work and walked leisurely towards the cheap apartment he rented.

Although the night shift had exhausted his body to the extreme, he still maintained a gentle smile.

"After I go back and rest for the morning, I'll go find Tobimaru. I also want to know if I'm qualified for the job he recommended. Otherwise, it would be bad to cause trouble for the store."

"Really? I'm so lucky to have such a good friend like Tobimaru."

This is the joy that comes from the heart of Kusajuro. From the time he entered school until now, Tsukiji Tobimaru can be said to have occupied the ecological niche of his elders. In order to allow Kusajuro to gradually integrate into modern society, Tobimaru has worked hard.

"What gift should I bring tomorrow?"

Sojuro was thinking in his heart that it was not out of courtesy, as he was not yet proficient in understanding the unspoken rules of society, but rather it was his way of repaying the kindness of others that he had always practiced.

Perhaps having no connection with the world of magic and integrating into the city in an ordinary way is the greatest happiness for this ordinary boy.

Unfortunately, sometimes fate comes unexpectedly.

"!"

The boy stopped, his intuition, which had not yet been poisoned by the gentleness of the civilized city, issued a shrill warning. His muscles reacted before his consciousness, turning Sojuro into a silent statue.

"No, there's some dangerous beast nearby."

Control the muscles of the whole body, control the lungs that want to breathe, and even actively close the pores all over the body to prevent the spread of body odor.

Only the heart was beating at half the speed of a normal person, barely maintaining vital signs.

Closing his eyes that were restricted in the darkness and concentrating all his will on his hearing, Sojuro followed the training in the mountains and turned into an insect without blood or tears.

He could hear a sound five meters away, in the house to his left, there was a "gurgling" sound of flesh being torn.

It was the slippery feeling of fangs piercing into the soft abdomen, it was the sticky feeling of brute force pulling open the throat, it was the muffled sound of a huge mouth crushing ribs.

Only remnants of powerless wailing remain, and human life is being devoured.

Not knowing what was happening, Sojuro's mind refused to understand, but his instinct had already given the answer.

It's predation.

In the past, I was used to encountering things in the mountains, but my intuition told me that the level was completely different.

It wasn't a wild animal. Those who attacked the house were definitely not wild animals! Hunting by wild animals is cruel, but also clean. There is nothing wrong with eating to survive.

But those in the house were different. They were not eating, but playing games. They were not for survival, but for greed full of playfulness.

The evidence was that they were tearing the flesh apart pointlessly, splashing blood like a painting, so much so that even Sojuro, who was passing by, could notice that something was wrong.

"Boom! Boom!"

After realizing this, the abyss-like terror gnawed at Kusajuro's heart. His heart broke through the limitations of consciousness and began to beat wildly.

In the silent darkness, the chewing sounds in the room were as clear as the beating of a drum, and therefore paused for a moment.

"It's over!"

His pupils suddenly dilated, and Kusajuro instantly transformed from a motionless stone statue into a galloping cheetah. The speed driven by his legs exceeded the common people's cognition.

"We must run, we can't stop for a moment!"

The sound of hurried footsteps broke the quiet night, and the following panting of the beast added a bit of terror.

Not daring to look back, Kusajuro knew from just a glance that it was definitely not a life that should exist in nature. No creature had such a hateful appearance and was born only for hunting.

"Roar, roar, haaaaaaah!"

The panting sounds were getting closer, the stench from the beast's mouth lingered even from such a distance, and the approaching shadow was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper.

"Drink!"

Feeling the strong wind coming from behind him, Kusajuro rolled on the ground in embarrassment. His instinct, trained by the cruelty of living in the mountains, saved his life, and the beast's claws only grazed his back.

"it hurts!"

Although he dodged it, the sharp wind had cut a huge tear in his coat, and blood oozed out of the skin underneath.

Without having time to feel the severity of his injury, Sojuro regained his balance within a second, half-crouched down, and stared directly at the giant beast that attacked him.

"How... is it possible? Is that a wild dog? How could it be a dog?"

Unbelievable, Kusajuro almost doubted his own eyes. The wild dog in front of him was as huge as a lion, and its messy sharp teeth were extremely terrifying, no less than thick iron nails.

The giant dog was drooling with sticky saliva, and there was a human-like playful look in its eyes as it approached its prey step by step.

"Ah."

Kusajuro knew that he couldn't run away. The pain and despair of being attacked by wild dogs as a child flooded into his heart, making his expression become hideous and scary for the first time.

"call."

He gathered all his strength and exhaled the foul air in his body. It was not uncommon to exhale white mist in winter, but Sojuro's breath was like a solidified white pillar that dispersed after half a meter.

"Are you going to eat me? I'm sorry, but I don't know how I'm going to die, but I don't want to die in your mouth."

Abandoning the gentle outer layer and revealing the cold and indifferent core that didn't care about life and death, Kusajuro's eyes became empty, his right foot slightly raised and his left arm clenched into a fist, ready to strike.

The pitch-black wild dog shrank subconsciously, losing all its momentum, but it quickly reacted, howling as if humiliated, and then rushed forward.

The already short distance between the two people was rapidly shortened. In just another second, the human's fist and the beast's sharp teeth would collide.

"!"

Kusajuro glared and was about to attack, but before he could take the first step, a dagger-like weapon with a speed comparable to that of a bullet knocked the wild dog away.

"Crack!"

A large number of electric arcs flashed on the dagger, firmly pinning the wild dog to the spot. Before it could howl, two daggers of the same style shot out and penetrated deeply into the concrete floor, forming a triangular pattern with the first one.

"We only pray in return, begging the Holy Spirit to look upon the world as the Garden of the Lord, and to call upon the wicked to repent."

A rapid chanting of scriptures was heard from behind, and three daggers used themselves as pillars to erect a glorious barrier.

"Ouch!!!!"

The wild dog trapped in the barrier let out a heart-wrenching roar of pain, and under Kusajuro's incredible gaze, its body actually melted in the light, like melted snow in the sunlight.

"Young man, having the courage to fight monsters is a great quality, but having the insight to discern strength is first-rate."

A reassuring, calm male voice came from behind. A simply dressed blond young man patted Soujuro's shoulder, smiled at him friendly, and then stared at the barrier.

There used to be a wild dog in there, but now there is only wriggling black slime.

"I knew that the True Ancestor Princess's premature awakening would cause big trouble, but for the trouble to reach this point, it makes me want to vomit."

Vistinos grappled to himself, clenching his teeth until blood oozed out.

"Kaos, why him?"

Chapter 89 Nero Chaos

It was past midnight, the night was at its deepest, the undetectable magic began to become active, and some beings that hated the sun were also stirring.

Misaki Town is surrounded by undeveloped mountains and forests, all of which are natural places that have not yet been visited by civilization. Surrounded by these trees, a small castle stands safely.

The castle sparkled with crystal light under the moonlight, but unlike the cold moonlight, the top of the castle was swaying with warm orange candlelight.

Fortunately, although he couldn't create electrical wires, candles were still within Elquet's capabilities, which prevented Aiwen from lighting a bonfire in such a luxurious building.

"Really? Did any of the church members come to Aiwen?"

Elquet sat quietly on the floor and sighed. She was not very surprised.

"Although it's a little faster than I expected, it's inevitable. But has Aiwen really made up his mind? There won't be any reward for standing by my side."

"If you want to live in human society in the future, you cannot be hostile to the church. Maintaining neutrality is the best policy."

"I know."

Holding the hot water in her hands, Ai Wen responded indifferently: "But that will leave you alone to face it."

"Hey, I'm used to it. Don't think you can underestimate me just because you win. I'm not afraid even if I face the entire church."

"But not being afraid doesn't mean you won't be lonely, right? Let's not talk about the you before, but can you bear it now?"

"Well!"

Facing the suspicious look from Aiwen, Elquet puffed up her cheeks, but after hesitating for a while, she had no way to refute it.

Because now she is really very lonely, and she wishes Aiwen could be with her all the time.

I want to eat together, take a nap together, stare blankly with him, or stroll around the streets.

Of course, Aiwen saw this clearly and he also indulged Elquet's willfulness.

At first, it was out of empathy and a sense of responsibility that he wanted to guide Elquet's path and let her experience the joy and vastness of life.

But now he no longer thinks about these complicated reasons.

Listening to the cheerful voice of Elquet has become a part of life, no longer special, and I have long been accustomed to it.

So he would not abandon Elquet and return to what she called "neutral ground."

After all, he has only been in this world for a year, and the definition of the world to him is very small, so small that it only consists of the people he meets.

"So there's no need to say anything more. I'll always be on your side."

Putting down the water cup, Aiwen stared at Elquet's red pupils with an indescribable seriousness.

"…My chest feels weird."

Unable to face such a look, Aiwenquet turned his neck and took deep breaths.

"Aiwen, can you say that again?"

The weak voice of a young girl was heard. Although it was winter, the atmosphere was as comfortable as spring.

"Don't worry, Elquet. I will always stand by your side. No matter what the enemy is, I will face it with you."

Aiwen himself did not notice the rare gentle expression on his face. He was very different from the cold and indifferent person he had been at the beginning.

"Well, just this one sentence is enough! As long as Aiwen is by my side, no enemy can be my opponent!"

A smile so bright that it reminded people of the sun appeared on the moon flower, and it was so suitable.

Elquet felt that the happiness he had gained in the past few days was enough to fill a century of emptiness.

"Okay, that's enough for tonight. I'm going to rest... um!"

Aiwen felt a stinging pain in his eyes, and his eyes of death perception opened subconsciously. The beautiful atmosphere just now was wiped out in an instant, and the castle returned to its original coldness.

"Aiwen." Elquet's voice also turned cold. She jumped off the chair and walked gradually to the balcony.

They were enemies, most likely those who were tracking Elquet.

There was an extremely irritating smell nearby, it was an extremely filthy clot of life, a special point where life and death alternated.