Chapter VII

Until the dog captain of this detachment became the division commander with a meritorious medal on his chest, he could never forget the short figure that blinked like a ghost and killed people on that starless and moonless night, and at the same time left a deep wound on his body.

- Fear and fear filled my heart, and I couldn't even think of resisting.

The short figure was dressed in shabby clothes, his feet were stained with blood and mud, and his palm-sized and delicate-looking face was expressionless and not the slightest murderous.

It's as if he's not killing someone, he's pinching a bug to death.

Of course, what impressed Captain Dog the most and gave birth to the idea of escaping directly in his heart was not this child's behavior.

Rather, it was the other's sharp, dark blue paws that glowed in the dim light.

It can't be called a hand anymore, it seems to be a mixture of animal claws and human palms, with exposed tendons, sharp nails, and poison.

Captain Dog had never seen a race fight like this.

In the face of such a terrifying killing, Captain Dog's first reaction was to turn around and run away, and even then he paid a deep price - several wounds were torn out of his back by those claws, blood gushed out, and the white bones were faintly visible in his movements.

But he managed to escape, and reported the child's deposit.

The methods used by Ao Ling not only frightened the celestials, but even the humans who were released by him showed a shocked look.

The short demon licked the blood and minced flesh on his paws absently, and swallowed the fine food into his belly, causing the ears on the top of his head to shake happily twice.

Then he crouched down. body, tore off the arm of the little monster who had just been killed by him with one blow, and began to stuff it into his mouth in front of everyone's eyes.

The people who were released by Ao Ling looked at the children sitting in the corridor, gnawing at the corpses of the celestials against the light shining from the room, and the sound of chewing made people feel chills in the cold and humid air of the late spring night, mixed with a more and more intense bloody atmosphere.

"Why don't you leave?" Ao Ling wiped the blood from his face, looked up at the people standing stiffly in the courtyard, and tilted his head, "The man with the broken leg said you were leaving." ”

was about to make a big fuss in the Celestial Residence, but the people who were directly robbed of their work by this dwarf were silent.

Ao Ling didn't understand what these people's stiff expressions meant, he slowly finished eating this little monster, looked at the corpses lying around, and in front of everyone, turned over the corpses of these celestials who were killed by him, turned out all the money in people's pockets, and dragged a piece of celestial clothes, which was specially used to hold money.

Halfway through the load, Ao Ling seemed to suddenly remember something, raised his hand, and saw the palm of his hand that had been covered by blood.

"Oops......" is over.

The word is gone_(:зゝ∠)_

Ao Ling hurriedly ran back to the prison, only to find that the person who was writing in the palm of his hand had stopped breathing.

…… It's a sad story.

"You...... If you want to know what the leader has written on your hand, I know what's going on. A man with a slightly weak momentum, but a gentle smile, was pushed out by his companions.

His face was a little pale.

"Oh, that's right." Ao Ling raised his head and met the young man's gaze, "Then I'll take you to Tieji." ”

The young man had just been locked up in the compartment opposite the dead leader, and he could hear the conversation between Ao Ling and the leader clearly, and although he felt that the other party's behavior was really scary, he nodded and expressed his gratitude.

The kid said he was a demon.

The young man also knew a little bit about folklore, and when he heard Ao Ling's self-introduction, his first reaction was the same as that of his leader.

He believes that this child was probably picked up by humans who have never seen celestial beings, and because of his unusual appearance, he was regarded as a demon, so he thought he was a demon.

But the child's subsequent behavior shook him from this perception.

He actually ate those...... Celestials, even if they were raised as demons, would not eat people.

Are humans really animals?

The group of aspirants to which the young man belonged belonged to the radical faction, and he had killed many celestials on the battlefield, and sometimes he even fought against the army that was also a human being, and he had seen a lot of blood.

But go into battle to kill the enemy, and one-sided slaughter and...... The difference between eating a corpse is so great that it can't be compared.

After all, whether it is a celestial or a human being, after the end of the war, the victorious side will collect the remains, and the enemy may not care, but their own will be cremated together.

But letting the enemy's corpse rot is completely different from eating the enemy's corpse.

Even when they were hungry, they never had the idea of gnawing on corpses, not to mention that the children were still white and fat, and they didn't look very hungry at all.

- No, in fact, Ao Ling has always been hungry and has never eaten enough.

But this is something that these aspirants will not know.

So the young people were full of questions about the child's behavior and race.

He had to start believing that this child might really be the legendary demon who eats people and drinks blood, but after thinking about it, there are thousands of planets in the universe, and there are even more intelligent races, maybe this child is hidden among them, and has not been discovered.

…… Well, a group of powerful races that are still in the stage of cannibal civilization.

Before leaving here, Ao Ling gnawed on the little monsters while watching these people do their best to almost empty the inventory in this station, just like when he collected all the money, these aspirants didn't want to waste any equipment.

Ao Ling led the twenty or so people to the small alley where they had been during the day in the night.

There are also celestial patrols in the city, and they are ignorant of what is happening in their station.

Ao Ling was full of appetite for several of the leading youkai - after all, the stronger the youkai he ate, and the more he ate, the faster he grew up and the faster his strength grew.

It is the instinct of every monster to pursue the strong and the weak in their childhood, and it is rare for Ao Ling to encounter such a large amount of food that he can kill lightly, and it is simply sorry for himself not to eat a good meal.

The aspirants who followed him had gone from horror at the beginning to calm now—they watched as Ao Ling picked and dismantled the corpse of a celestial into several parts, and then ate as they walked as if they were eating snacks, and finally threw the remaining bits and pieces into the dark path on the side.

It's really like a snack......

The gentle young man who was following Ao Ling smelled the heavy smell of blood, and couldn't help but shiver.

The young man, who had been trying to ask something, kept his mouth shut, and those who followed him were even less able to speak, so that the entire team remained silent.

"That's it." Ao Ling said, learning the appearance and rhythm of Sakata Ginshi during the day today and kicked the door.

There was a sound of footsteps in the door, and then I saw the burly Uncle Tieji who I had just met today yawning and opening the door, "Yinshi, it's so late......"

His words stopped abruptly, and he stared at the people standing behind Ao Ling, his eyes swept over their faces one by one, and he didn't find the person he had always longed for and admired.

Tieji was silent for a long time before taking a deep breath and letting go of the door.

"Come in and talk about it." There was a heavy sleepiness and exhaustion in his voice.

Ao Ling held the burden of money in his arms, did not follow up, stood at the door and grinned at the burly uncle, "I'll go back." ”

Tie Ji was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled why this little celestial bared his teeth at him - but he looked at Ao Ling's blood-stained clothes, and still shook his head, "It's so late, it's not safe to walk at night." ”

Ao Ling tightened the burden in his arms, but still refused Tieji's concern, and without waiting for the other party to say anything, he turned around and trotted all the way out of this small alley, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

……

Sakata Gintoki felt like he hadn't slept well that night.

He lay on the floor, half of his head sticking out of the doorway and looking at the dark night sky with no moon and no stars, thinking about the sky, it should rain tomorrow, and then he began to think about the bird walker (?). If the little celestial man catches a cold in the rain, will he die directly?

Although there is a very effective cold medicine now, the little celestial seems to have no understanding of the society of human beings on earth.

Judging from his habit of drinking blood, his own planetary knowledge of healing may still be stuck in gnawing herbs on his own.

Yes, just like a sick and injured dog on Earth will find the right herb to nibble on himself.

Just as he was thinking about it, Sakata Gintoki only felt a flower in front of him, and a bulging cloth bag with two heads the size of his head suddenly appeared above his head.

Then he looked at the cloth bag and flipped it over.

A large pile of gold and silver smashed into his face.

Sakata Gintoki's eyes widened with a shocked expression.

Oh, my God!

Mom, look, there's money in the sky!