The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri

The three-eyed male player instinctively sensed something was wrong.

It's understandable that the enemy swarmed and defeated the Spider Demon Mother, but why did they only capture her instead of killing her?

Holding the emperor hostage to command the feudal lords?

Or is it a deliberate trap, waiting for everyone to walk right into it?

The three-eyed player instinctively wanted to warn him, but when he looked up, he saw Lower Moon Five's cold, icy eyes, and swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

The other party is a capricious and malevolent spirit, not a human.

If I speak rashly now, the other party will most likely not listen, and it will only cause me trouble.

"...Leave it to us, we will definitely bring Mom back safely."

The three-eyed male player's eyes darted around on his forehead, then he changed the subject:

"We've just converted, and our tracking abilities aren't great. We hope Dad, my brother, and my sister can help us."

Lower Moon Five paused for two seconds, then spoke calmly:

"Can."

Rumble.

A monster standing three meters tall, shirtless and muscular, with a human appearance but a face full of spider eyes and ferocious fangs, emerged—it was Spider Demon Father.

Then another young woman emerged, dressed in a moon-white robe, with a cool and beautiful appearance; she was Spider Demon Sister.

Finally, a thread hung down from the tree, and a monster with a spider's body but a human head descended—it was none other than the Spider Demon Brother.

"Someone must stay home."

Lower Moon Five said in a cold voice:

"Go and bring Mother back."

After saying that, Lower Moon Five turned and went home.

Once the other party left, both the demon and the players breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially the players who chose the Demon Path faction, after exchanging glances, all had faces beaming with joy:

"This is it!"

The current instance is a standard PvP instance. Strategy may be useful, but there is only one thing that truly determines victory or defeat: brute force.

Now that the Demonic Path faction has mobilized its entire force, with twenty years of accumulated power, what can those human players possibly use to stop them?

We definitely can't stop them!

On the other side.

In the forest.

The cool moonlight filtered through the gaps in the treetops, casting dappled, distant silhouettes on the ground.

"Have you ever danced a waltz with anyone, junior?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked up and asked in a casual tone.

"No."

Kiyono Makoto shook his head and said honestly, "Don't even mention waltzes, I've never danced in my entire life."

"Huh?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's delicate eyebrows were slightly arched.

"At the school festival bonfire party, no one asked the junior to dance with them?"

Makoto Kiyono replied, "I was invited."

Who is it?

The senior student subtly narrowed her eyes.

I refused.

Kiyono told the truth, "I was playing a single-player game at the time, and I went home before the bonfire party even started."

"Tsk~ Junior, you're really boring."

Despite saying it was boring, Kasumigaoka Utaha's lips curled up slightly as she extended her right hand and placed it on Kiyono Makoto's shoulder.

"Although I've never danced a waltz, I've seen my parents dance and know how to do it... I'll accept your offer on my first try, junior."

Makoto Kiyono: "......"

What does "first time" mean?

Don't say things like that on purpose!

Waltzes are indeed not difficult; under the guidance of his senior, Kiyono Makoto quickly mastered the rhythm and steps.

There was no accompaniment, and the ground was covered with soft, damp fallen leaves, but the two still performed in perfect harmony.

As the last beat fell, Makoto Kiyono and his senior received a notification.

The waltz ceremony has been completed.

Your next ice spell will receive an additional bonus.

Current bonus multiplier: 9x

"Huh?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes suddenly brightened, and an undisguised look of surprise appeared on her pretty face:

"Junior, nine times the bonus!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly felt an itch on her head; something had landed on her head.

"Hmm—"

Biological instinct caused Kasumigaoka Utaha to tense up abruptly, her voice unusually strained:

"Junior, something's fallen on your hair."

"Don't panic, it's not a spider."

Kiyono Makoto spoke calmly, his gaze quickly falling on his senior's hair, "It's just an ordinary little bug."

As Kiyono spoke, he extended his right hand, flicked his finger to send the insect flying, and then casually ruffled the top of his senior's head.

"call......"

Kasumigaoka Utaha quietly breathed a sigh of relief, her body relaxed, and she subconsciously raised her pretty face.

Their eyes met.

The air suddenly became quiet.

The senior student, who was usually all offense and no defense, held her breath, and a faint blush quickly rose on her fair and jade-like face.

Kiyono Makoto's heart skipped a beat, and just as he was about to say something, Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly took a half step back, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and spoke first:

"Junior, your head-patting technique is incredibly skilled. How many times have you practiced with others?"

Damn it! All those white supremacists should be kicked out!

Kiyono Makoto slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, unable to resist making a sarcastic remark:

"Why does the senior seem so skilled? Does she get her head patted a lot?"

Of course not.

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms over her chest. "It's intuition. If it were the first time you touched a girl's head, you probably wouldn't have acted so naturally, right?"

A girl's sixth sense is truly terrifying.

"We'll talk about that later... How long does the skill enhancement effect last?"

Seino Makoto changed the subject.

"...Go back and explain yourself honestly."

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't press the issue further, pursing her pink lips:

"The amplification effect is not permanent; it lasts for a maximum of one hour, and you can only have the double buff once at a time. The internal cooldown will only activate after I use ice magic."

"..."

As Kiyono Makoto and his senior walked out of the forest, they immediately noticed a gaze fixed on them.

"stare--"

Eriri squinted, staring intently at her, her tone wistful:

"You idiot, Kiyono, why is that fat woman in black stockings blushing?"

"What else have you done besides dancing?!"

Kiyono Makoto has nothing to fear from a straight body.

"It's normal to blush when dancing."

"If it's glass, then I'll believe it."

Eriri couldn't help but complain, "That woman, Kasumigaoka Utaha, didn't even blush when I asked her to help apply sunscreen, how could she possibly blush just because she's dancing!"

The senior student crossed her arms over her chest, a pleased smile playing on her lips:

"Well, that's exactly what Sawamura-kun is thinking."

"What?!"

"It's something Sawamura-kun often draws in his doujinshi."

"Ahhh, Kasumigaoka Utaha!"

"..."

"Kiyono-kun, please come here for a moment."

Yukino Yukinoshita's voice came from the side.

"I'm going to get busy."

Kiyono Makoto decisively took his leave and departed.

Yukinoshita has already finalized the deal and successfully acquired the Nichirin Blades from the other Demon Slayer Corps members.

Kiyono began stripping the "Demon Slayer" attribute and adding it to the girls' weapons.

Having just finished their work, Futaba and Shoko came over together:

"Qingye, the traps have been set."

Kato Megumi quietly followed beside the two girls, standing there without making a sound; Kiyono Makoto almost didn't notice her.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Kiyono Makoto nodded slightly:

"Everyone, take a break for a while..."

Before he could finish speaking, a muffled thud suddenly came from the forest.

"The trap has been triggered!"

Chapter 139 The Nail of Frost!

"That sound... the trap has been triggered!"

"..."

Kiyono Makoto and the girls exchanged glances, becoming wary.

"Let me take a look."

Eriri quickly closed her eyes, controlling the crows circling in the air to swoop down and fly swiftly to the scene of the incident.

A moment later, Eriri's solemn, soft voice rang out:

"I see them! They're not wild beasts, they're bizarre and grotesque demons, and players dressed in strange clothes... There are so many of them, at least ten!"