Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

Underneath her red monastic robe was only a shirt, covered by a cloak, like a coat draped over a swimsuit, revealing a figure that was not that of a clergyman, and displaying the delicate and beautiful curves of the young girl's body.

In addition, the girl's entire body was wrapped in black leather straps and iron plates, which looked like a straitjacket. She also had an extremely thick collar around her neck, with a rein attached to the collar. Even the leather belt around her waist was filled with props such as iron pliers, iron hammers, L-shaped nail pullers, and saws.

These props are definitely not carpenter's tools.

Makoto Haramura recognized them at a glance as torture instruments specifically designed to tear apart human flesh, shave bones, and sever human bodies. An expert present would have been even more immediately aware of their nature.

These props are all torture instruments used in religious witch trials.

The girl, covered in torture instruments, hid her eyes under her long bangs, leaving only the lower half of her face exposed below her nose.

The expression displayed there wasn't even cold; it was more like a mechanical one.

"Snapped!"

Snowflakes flew up slightly under the slender feet.

The girl's small figure shot out in that instant.

The distance between him and Makoto Haramura is about twenty meters.

But that distance of more than twenty meters was instantly reduced to nothing.

It is absolutely impossible for an ordinary human to achieve such speed.

This speed has reached 50 meters per second.

With a speed faster than an arrow, the nun in red swept across the snowy night, swiftly entering Haramura Makoto's field of vision before she could react, skimming close to the ground and reaching his feet.

"Shh!"

The next second, the nun in red drew an L-shaped nail gun from her waist and swung it heavily at Makoto Haramura's ankle.

That was a strike that concentrated all the strength of the entire body.

It was as if she was performing a daring attack while keeping her body pressed against the ground, twisting her body like an acrobat in the process, using the power of rotation to enhance her strength, and then unleashing a strike that was completely disproportionate to her size.

If such a blow were to land directly on a human's foot, the foot would probably be smashed to pieces.

But!

In a fraction of a second, Makoto Haramura completed the dodge.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched his hand forward and gently pulled.

"Clang—!"

Chapter 407 Wrong Direction

"ah--!"

The girl's cold expression finally softened, as if she had been given a mechanical life; two delicate pink blushes immediately appeared on her fair face.

The reason for this is quite simple.

The other end of the chain on the collar around the girl's neck was now being held in Makoto Haramura's hand.

"Qiang——!"

A golden spark flashed and disappeared in an instant, accompanied by a sharp nail flashing through the air, and the chain snapped instantly.

"Bam—!"

The impact erupted beneath the girl's feet.

The violent wind, carrying snowmelt, shook outwards like an explosion.

Using the momentum, the girl in red darted behind Haramura Makoto like a cheetah and suddenly pounced.

"Qiang..."

The girl who attacked Haramura Makoto from behind immediately pulled out a sharp nail and pressed it against Haramura Makoto's spine, allowing the cold touch to penetrate his clothes and reach Haramura Makoto's skin.

"Question one."

"Are you a pursuer from the Russian Catholic Church?"

The girl returned to her usual calm and collected demeanor, coldly asking Haramura Makoto a question.

(Oh wow, that's a bit unexpected.)

Haramura Makoto's eyes flickered, and a thoughtful smile appeared on his lips.

The girl now holds an absolute advantage.

Indeed, the man's speed just now had given her quite a fright.

Even though she was already within arm's reach, the man dodged her at an impossible speed.

But now I've already won.

Even at that speed, if the man had any intention of escaping, my nail could have pierced through first.

"To repeat question one, are you a pursuer of Russian adult education?"

After saying that, the girl pushed the nail in her hand forward again, until it was pressed tightly against her skin.

"No, rather I'm here to wipe out the Russian cult."

A faint voice suddenly sounded behind the girl, and a cold, hard object pressed against her waist.

"Now it's your turn to tell me, what is your relationship with Russian adult education?"

The stance shifted instantly.

"..."

The girl's expression changed again.

When and how?

When did the other person disappear from my sight, and when did they circle around to my back?

Could it be a spell that deceives the eyes or mind? This thought had barely crossed the girl's mind when the voice behind her began to laugh in a mocking tone.

"Don't overthink it. It's not magic. It's just that I'm faster than your eyesight."

His relaxed and composed words made it impossible for the girl to simply listen and forget them.

"Okay, now let me answer my first question."

"What is your relationship with Russian adult education?"

The terrifying pressure made the girl realize that she absolutely could not easily fool this man.

Otherwise, I would definitely have died on the spot.

Fortunately...

"My personal opinion is that you are not a pursuer from the Russian Orthodox sect."

The girl answered calmly.

"Answer one: I am Sasha Chloezev, a combat nun from the Russian cult special forces unit that annihilated the White Book."

"Annihilate White Book!"

With a sigh-like tone, Makoto Haramura repeated it.

— Annihilate the White Book!

This is a special unit of the Russian adult education system.

Just as the Church of Necessary Evil in the Anglican Church was a special entity that dabbled in magic considered taboo and specialized in eliminating magicians, the Annihilation of the White Book was a similar fighting group for the Russian Orthodox Church.

This group's mission is to exterminate things that should not exist in the human world, such as ghosts, vengeful spirits, and the undead. They are a true death-like fighting force.

Those selected for this unit are all elite magicians from the Russian religious sect.

They were almost all orphans raised by Russian religious groups, and their absolute loyalty was guaranteed.

The fact that one of the members who annihilated the White Book is now being hunted down can only mean one thing.

Problems have arisen within the Russian adult education system.

"Question two: What problems have occurred with adult education in Russia?"

Upon hearing this question, Sasha fell silent.

It seems the other party really doesn't want to answer this question.

The murderous aura gradually spread outwards, completely enveloping Sasha.

"You don't think I'm joking with you, do you?"

"..."

Sasha froze instantly. After a moment, the expressionless girl finally sighed.

"Solution 2".

Sasha then said, "The reason the Russian cult is hunting me down is that they want to use my body as material for some kind of magical ritual."

“Vashilisa told me to run away, so I ran away here.”

"Oh?"

A wicked smile crept across Makoto Haramura's lips.

The Roman Catholic Church today is undoubtedly led by the Right Flame.

All actions of the Roman Catholic Church are determined by the fire on the right.

In other words, it was Right Flame's decision to use this young girl as material for a magical ritual.

"Wouldn't that make the conditions equal?"

"Question one."

Sasha, who had no idea what Makoto Haramura was thinking, asked this question.

"Since you're not a pursuer by the Russian Catholic Church, will you let me go?"

When faced with this question, Makoto Haramura smiled.

There is only one answer, of course.

"Of course not, you're a very important bait for me."

"Without you, finding the Right Flame might be quite troublesome."

This situation is so reasonable it couldn't be more reasonable.

think about it.

Right Fire now has the Kamijou Touma he wants.

He now has Sasha Chloejef, whom Right Flame wants.

"Question three: Do you have your so-called boss's contact information?"

"Or it would be best if we had the contact information of your Russian bishops."

Sasha fell silent again; she felt it—the knife was pressed against her waist again.

She felt as if even a pebble could pierce her heart.

"Answer 3: Vasilisa's contact information is stored in the phone."

"Question one: I'd like to know what you want to do?"

In response to Sasha's question, Makoto Haramura simply smiled and beckoned with his finger. The phone that was originally in Sasha's pocket immediately flew out and into Makoto Haramura's hand.

I found the contact information for someone named Vasilisa directly on my phone.

Then he smiled and said to Sasha.

"I already said that from the very beginning, didn't I?"

"I'm here to take down the Russian cult's magicians."

……

“Makoto, although I have accepted some things about you, it doesn’t mean you can just bring them to me at will.”

With a rather dangerous tone, Misaki Shokuhou narrowed her eyes to a slit, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Besides, you're getting more and more creative with your games these days."