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"Oh, it seems they've changed direction again."

"It's been a long time since I've been to this country, and this time it seems much more interesting."

A beautiful smile appeared on the girl's lips, and then her slender body transformed back into an owl and flew eastward.

Chapter 319 The Light of Ten Thousand Miles Valley

"Sister, who is this?"

Just as Yuri Mariya was about to leave with Makoto Haramura, a young girl who looked about 70-80% like Yuri Mariya skipped out of the room.

"Don't be unreasonable, light."

Yuri Mariya's expression suddenly changed, and she immediately scolded her own sister.

That's right, the little girl who appears now is Hikari Mariya, Yuri Mariya's younger sister.

"This is none other than the Godslayer."

"You are the Godslayer?"

Wanli Guguang's face showed a hint of fear, and he gave off a fragile feeling that made people want to protect him.

Paradoxically, deep within her brown pupils, there was also a curiosity about seeing new and exciting things.

"Yes, I am."

"Little sister, I need to take your older sister to do something. Can I borrow her for a little while?"

Makoto Haramura smiled, his body appearing directly in front of Hikaru Mariya. He reached out and placed his hand on Hikaru's head, speaking gently.

"That's right."

Wanli Guguang blinked his eyes and spoke with innocent childlike naiveté.

"Will you give my sister back to me?"

Yuri Mariya's face was almost turning blue. Her two small fists were clenched tightly inside the sleeves of her wide shrine maiden outfit, but she couldn't say anything.

"Of course we'll give it to you. It might not take long; your sister will be able to come back to find you soon."

Makoto Haramura gave the little girl a meaningful look, then chuckled and withdrew his large hand.

"That's alright then. Please feel free to use my sister. She always loves helping others."

Having escaped from Makoto Haramura's clutches, Hikaru Mariya still retains his usual innocent and mischievous demeanor, as if to say, "I don't understand anything, I just want my older sister."

"Don't worry, it won't take long."

On the highway to Nagasaki.

Well, actually, although it's said to be on the way to Nagasaki, it's really only a short distance from Yuri Mariya's house.

"It seems your family's bloodline has a very orderly lineage."

"Your sister is even more talented than you."

Sitting in the back, Makoto Haramura yawned, moved Erica's head a little, and said to Yuri Mariya.

As mentioned earlier.

The succession of a priestess requires the continuation of bloodlines. Generally speaking, the higher the concentration of bloodlines, the higher the spiritual power, and the stronger the aptitude for spiritual communication.

Of course, mutations or atavism may occasionally occur.

But since both Yuri Mariya and Hikaru Mariya are like this.

Then the only explanation is the first one.

"Yes, it is."

"Xiao Guang's aptitude has always been quite good, it's just that she's still young, that..."

Mariya Yuri became hesitant and at a loss.

Her pupils trembled, and fear gripped her again.

The person she wanted to protect most was her younger sister.

She didn't want her younger sister to lose her future like she did.

If she could, she would even prefer that her younger sister could break free from the fate of being a priestess.

As a result of the unexpected events this morning, his younger sister still appeared in the Demon King's sight.

More importantly, it was the younger sister who took the initiative.

"I have no interest in your sister, don't worry."

……

Nagasaki Prefecture, a remote, nameless mountainous region.

Neon uses a considerable amount of land, and there are generally no unnamed hills, but this is one of them.

This is a paradise for wild animals.

It is a place that humans will never set foot in.

But in this very place, a huge circular altar had been built at some unknown time.

"Did they hide because they were scared?"

"Don't make me laugh at you, right?"

Liliana, who was standing next to Makoto Haramura, stepped forward and with a flash of silver light from the Silver Master in her hand, the withered body in front of her was split in two.

Do not misunderstand.

This was already a corpse.

—The Power of "The Cage of Death's Servants"

Without a doubt, these were the undead under Marquis Voban's command, enslaved by the power of Osiris, completely obedient and loyal to the god-slayer who killed them.

Sacha Dejansdal-Vauban.

Makoto Haramura's words were addressed to this oldest god-slayer.

"You arrived quite early; I thought I would get there before you."

"Did they become suspicious and hide because they couldn't find their belongings at the scene?"

The direction Haramura Makoto's voice was directed was precisely at his own dark forest.

Even though it was daytime, the jungle seemed shrouded in a black veil, exuding terror in the haze, like the abode of a demon, sending chills down one's spine.

"Click, click, click..."

The sound of branches and leaves snapping underfoot echoed continuously.

"You still have some backbone!"

"It seems that I underestimated you."

Makoto Haramura shrugged and gave his two female knights and shrine maiden a wink, signaling them to step back and leave.

As for him personally?

That would of course be an attitude of complete indifference.

He was just a mere god-slayer; why would he bother to deal with him?

stand right here.

It's just because I'm bored; it's just a promise.

He was just playing around this time.

"You really aren't afraid of death, kid."

A very clear and intelligent voice came from the shadows.

Once outside the gate, the Marquis's true colors were finally revealed.

He had a broad forehead, deep-set eyes, and an unusually pale complexion.

Putting aside his beautiful silver hair, even his beard was meticulously shaved, making him look like a university professor.

But all of this is just an illusion.

It should be noted that among all god-slayers, only this one possesses savage power.

Marquis Voban was called the Wolf King not only because of his cunning and bloodthirstiness, but also because of his power and his methods of fighting.

"You must be the new king."

“No country would dare to refuse my request. I’m not as easy to talk to as that stupid kid who wields a sword.”

"The only reason this country would make such a choice is that there is another demon king backing it up; otherwise, it would be completely illogical."

The Marquis of Voban spoke slowly and deliberately, but with great rationality.

His analysis is correct.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Japanese government would absolutely not refuse the orders of a demon king. The requested priestess and the person in charge should already be waiting here as he instructed.

But no.

The fact that it doesn't exist already explains the problem.

As for the king that the Japanese government relies on, who else could it be besides the new king who is also in Japan at the same time?

Don't be fooled by the fact that Marquis Voban usually lives peacefully on his own island.

He was aware that Makoto Haramura had made a grand entrance into Japan.

However, he didn't pay attention to it at first.

He didn't believe a newborn would dare to snatch food from his grasp.

However, it seems that history is repeating itself.

but……

"Although both of you are rude, you are at least a little more polite than that sword-wielding brat."

Why is he always so unhappy with Tony?

In fact, he is quite welcoming of the challenges posed by younger generations and new compatriots.

The problem is that Tony suddenly broke in while he was hunting the disobedient god and took away his original prey.

That's the root of his anger.

But right now, nothing has even started yet, and Haramura Makoto's actions are far from being considered stealing prey.

Therefore, the Marquis of Voban could not be described as particularly angry.

You could even say he was somewhat amiable.

"In order to commend you, I can now grant you forgiveness."

"Since I'm in a relatively good mood today, I'll give you a chance to sheathe your sword. Otherwise, our fight will turn into a life-or-death struggle. Those who leave here will only tread on the blood of the defeated."

The oldest god-slayer has every right to say that.

Aside from Luo Hao, the leader of the Chinese cult, Sasha Dejansdar Voban never took anyone seriously.

Even though he had heard about Haramura Makoto's glorious achievements in the past few days.

He completely disregarded it.

"It seems that living too long has made you lose your awe of the unknown."

Makoto Haramura chuckled.

Have awe for the unknown and confidence in your own strength.

This is a spirit that every soldier must possess.

Excessive arrogance and excessive inferiority can both be major factors that destroy oneself.

"Today's young people..."

With a sigh, the Marquis slowly unbuttoned his suit jacket and placed it gently on the steps beside him.