The Lake of Mist is not far from the Enchanted Forest. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under normal circumstances, what happened in the Enchanted Forest would only be known to the magicians who lived in the Enchanted Forest. The obscured forest hid everything in its massive body, smiling mysteriously and opening its huge mouth like a giant beast.

But today, there was a strong smell of blood coming from the restrained forest, and even arrived at the huge crimson mansion on the shore of the Lake of Mist.

This is extremely novel for the owner of the Red Devil Pavilion.

Although it was early in the morning, as a vampire lady who was both majestic and noble, she should go to bed obediently, but the smell of blood could convey such a long distance, it was really concerning.

Gungnir's chest fluttered, as if he was excitedly expecting something. Remilia Scarlet, as the majestic owner, naturally couldn't jump out of bed and run out. Proper dress and grooming are necessary for a nobleman.

"Sakiya."

She gently pressed the bell at the head of the bed and commanded lightly.

"Let's go out"

Then, the young vampire girl rested her right hand lightly on her nearly flat chest.

"Rest easy, Gungnir."

She closed her blood-red eyes slightly.

"Calm, majestic. Living up to Scaret's name. ”

And after that, she was indeed as majestic as her prayer, in the presence of the owner of the strange spear that caused Gangnir to tremble, Yutong Juai. After uttering more commanding words than an invitation, and giving the boy a shot to test his strength, the two of them left in the direction of home.

On the way back to the Red Devil Pavilion, Remilia was silent. Her servant Sixteen Nights Saki Night was also silent, holding an umbrella and never leaving.

After a moment, Remilia stopped. Sixteen Saya knew that her eldest lady was going to speak. Then, Remilia spoke.

"Sakiya, you say, am I a little impatient today?"

"Miss, what do you mean?"

Sakiya leaned down slightly to show that she was listening. Remilia glanced sideways at her perfect maid and sneered.

"Really, Sakuya, invulnerable."

"No, please explain what kind of night Sakuya can think about for you."

The silver-haired maid's mouth also smiled.

"Okay, okay, really, your attitude is really unpleasant."

Remilia waved her hand back as if bored, signaling to move on. So the two of them stepped forward again.

Remilia's eyes sank slightly.

She thinks she's still too impatient today. If you see Yakumo Murasaki, then it means that the guy who caused Gangenir's shock has been targeted by Yakumo Murasaki, and a rash appointment battle will more or less have the meaning of provoking Yakumo Murasaki. And looking at the appearance of that person and Yakumo Zi, there is definitely a lot of relationship.

But when you think about it, you don't seem to have anything to fault with yourself.

In the face of Yakumo Purple, he couldn't show weakness and kept his ...... Showing his majesty, this is the strength that belongs to the Lord of Scarlet. Gungnier rarely did it look like it does today.

The corners of Remilia's mouth curled, revealing her petite and dangerous teeth. Ah, Remilia, who is full of majesty, will never stop what she wants to do because of difficulties. Not only can I know the details of that guy, but I can also test Yakumo Zi's attitude, which is not bad when I think about it. It's a little more radical, but it can achieve its own goals.

Remilia's steps couldn't help but be much lighter, but the maid behind her was not surprised at all, as if she knew that her master would quicken her pace, and easily followed her side, and the parasol still kept the young aristocratic girl in the shadows.

Perfect and chic.

"Sakiya, send a letter to the shrine maiden and the youkai sage, tonight I don't plan to use the spell card rules, let them arbitrate and watch the battle, so that they don't think they have caught the handle of my Scarlett family."

"Yes, Miss."

A master and a servant disappeared into the depths of the jungle.

And the object of their invitation, the boy, was now standing alone in the forest of poisonous spores. Yakumo had already left, and he was standing in a pool of his own blood, holding the gun upside down.

At this moment, the young man is not the original casual clothes brought in by the outside world, but a set of long Western-style robes with white and red edges. He lowered his head and looked at the robe.

This is the embodiment of the existence of Yutong Shiai, who was once known as a chewer. In fact, even now, if Yutong Shiai let go of the control of his consciousness over his body, the pure instinct in this body will make a merciless pounce, bite, and eat against the surrounding magicians.

But he had no reason to do so, he just lowered his head and looked at the spear of Longinus stuck in blood and moss. It looks like just a mortal soldier with a unique shape, and who would know that it is a real gun that is a fantasy.

He just slung the gun on his shoulder, and then ignored the gaze of the magicians who pursued him, and walked to the edge of the enchanted forest, waiting for the night to come, and then planning to go to the Red Devil Pavilion for a feast.

Gensokyo ushered in another night.

Yutong Toai followed the direction of Yakumo Sage to the lake called the Lake of Mist, and saw the huge foreign pavilion on the opposite bank.

Huge, luxurious, unscrupulous. As far as the eye can see, it will be illuminated by the candle flame, leaving no darkness.

However, to illuminate such a large Western-style pavilion, there are not only the main building, but also the courtyard, the bell tower, the annex building, the atrium, the fountain and so on such a vast space, the cost is not half a star. After all, even the top of the fence was lined with candles.

Ten loves looked at the main building. Blood-colored bricks, blood-colored roofs, blood-colored decorations, blood-colored oppression. The Red Devil Pavilion is indeed the Western-style Mansion where the blood-red demons live.

Carrying a three-meter spear, Shiai swayed and flew towards the brightly lit Western-style pavilion on the other side.

At the door of the outer wall of the mansion, a pure black maid was already standing there, like a ruler, meticulous. She saw Ten Love flying in, showed an impeccable courtesy smile, and bowed slightly.

"Welcome to the Red Devil Pavilion, Mr. Yutong Juai. Please present your invitation letter. ”

Shiai took out the bright red invitation from her waist, and the silver-haired maid gracefully stepped away, bowed lightly again, and led her right hand.

"It's rude, I'm the head maid of the Red Devil Pavilion Sixteen Nightsaki, do you need to change into a dress?"

Gown?

Enough for the chewers, there is no need to cater to the rhythm of Remilia.

"No, Miss Sixteen Nights. The night is so short, go straight to Miss Scarlett. ”

Shiai put down the gun he was carrying on his shoulder, and the tip of the gun was pointed at the ground. This is a fighting stance.

"Your will comes first." Sakiya bowed softly again, and it was really suspicious that it was the general standard of a robot who had set the program, "May you enjoy the night tonight." ”

Then, she turned around and began to lead the way.

The flower beds, tree houses, fountains, and stone paths along the way are all carefully decorated works of art, which can dim the small Xianglin Hall where Ten Love has stayed. The bell tower high above was lit by a magical light source, and the ancient iron hands pointed to ten o'clock, and then the bell rang ten times calmly. The crimson moonlight and countless candlesticks illuminate the world, and the elegance and crisis lurk in every corner of this huge mansion, like a bat hidden in the night.

The light and shadow are bright and dark, the lights are scattered, and the bright red mansion is like being poured with a layer of honey, and everything is beginning to become obscure. A gust of evening wind blew, candles flickered, and figures swayed. Crystal magic light sources float in the sky, making it difficult to look at directly, illuminating everything.

Ten Ai walked into the courtyard with a posture that he could fight at any time. The girls at the long paper-shaped table all turned their heads to look at Shiai.

The boy was dressed in a strange white outfit, with a split-collar shoulder drape, a towering lapel neckline, and a long hem that split into three pieces, all of which gave the dress a simple but difficult to classify feel.

The pace of the ten loves has not stopped, and the eyes have not stopped.

Youkai Sage, Marisa, Alice, Hakurei Shrine Maiden, and a few girls they don't know.

Of course, on the main seat, sitting at the farthest end of the paper-back table, was the petite demon who stretched his wings comfortably. She held a goblet filled with an unknown scarlet liquid in her left hand and her young chin in her right hand, looking with interest at the young man walking in the distance.

Ten Love's gaze stopped at Remilia's body, and his pace stopped, standing in the only empty seat that belonged to him. This is at the other extreme opposite the main position, the other pole of the paper table.

"Remilia Scarlett. I'm coming to the appointment. ”

He pointed the tip of his gun at the other side.