Ahri cautiously followed behind Reginald, covering her body with the trees. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She didn't know why she was following his ass, or why she was so cautious for fear of being found out by him.

Obviously, in this forest, she should do whatever she wants.

Maybe it's just because I yelled at him last time: "I just hate you, never see you again"?

That's why I feel that continuing to follow that annoying guy, even if it's just to wait to see him make a fool of himself, is somewhat contrary to what she said she hated?

At first, Ahri did exactly what she said.

All day.

Ants in one's pants.

Perhaps there is no other word more appropriate to describe Ahri's state of mind that day.

On that day, Ahri still got up early to walk in the woods, drank water by the river, took care of his tail and ears, and foraged in the woods for food and soul-sought.

But in my heart, I felt as if something was suddenly missing from my life.

What is he doing?

Ahri couldn't help but think.

Catching pheasants or hares in the woods and grilling them out of his own "weak chicken dishes" that he relishes, but are in fact quite terrible?

Or are you dreaming, shouting the name of that nasty big-breasted woman, is it called Sauna or what?

Or, where to spy on her, wait for the moment when she bewitches her prey, and run out to hinder her?

Thinking of this, Ahri couldn't help but look around suspiciously, but didn't notice the shadow of that guy in Reginald at all.

After spending a whole day like this, Ahri finally couldn't hold back the scratching kitten paw in her heart, and once again used the fluctuation of magic to find the direction of Reginald.

Ahri gave himself the reason: "This bastard has provoked me, I can't let him go away happily like this!" He must be allowed to suffer a little before he stops. ”

But she also knew that this guy didn't eat hard and soft.

Ahri came up with a variety of ways to punish him, and implemented them, and every idea made her addicted.

For example, sneaking into his camp at night and breaking all the magic items in his pockets.

However, it didn't take long for Reginad to find a new use for the magic items that she had used magic to make a mess of the built-in magic circle.

For example, with the power of her nine-tailed demon fox, she drove those animals that could be captured by him as ingredients out of a radius of several hundred meters where he was.

Unexpectedly, after Reginald reluctantly nibbled on an unpalatable magic cake, he developed a variety of new flavors of magic cakes.

No matter how much trickery she triddled, it all ended in failure. Ahri's only successful revenge so far has been to keep him from getting out of the forest.

She broke his directional compass needle, messed up the pattern he had made with stone, and then made an identical mark out of stone on the way to the exit of the forest.

Even the street signs in Ionia City that pointed the way in the forest were reversed by Ahri.

However, Reginard quickly saw through her ruse, and began to leave a magical mark at the fork in the road, a mark made of his own magical power, which Ahri could not replicate.

So Ahri could only follow behind and erase those marks one by one, but he could not continue to mislead him and deviate from the right direction.

Later, Reginard simply switched to using a knife to carve the pattern of the magic circle on the trunk of the tree.

The magic circle he painted was extremely intricate and mysterious, and Ahri had never seen it before, as if it contained a very magical power in itself.

Ahri clumsily imitated it several times, but he couldn't do anything exactly like the strange magic circle in Reginald's pen, and it would be too obvious if he just stripped off the bark to get rid of the mark.

With that guy's personality, it's sure to be obvious at a glance.

So Ahri was finally defeated, and he couldn't continue to do those little actions to confuse Reginald's audio-visual.

Of course, Ahri will never be less crooked in his tricks.

That night, she took advantage of the darkness to steal his pocket containing magic items.

Every time she touched the protective barrier that Riginald attached to his pocket, it would change to a completely different kind of magic, but for Ahri, it was too easy to break that protection, although she couldn't tell the principle herself.

She buried all the magic knick-knacks in the bag under a tree, then filled his bag with stones and put it back in its place.

"Hee-hee." With a mischievous snicker, Ahri's body disappeared in the streamer of spirits.

But the next day, when Reginard found out what she had done, he was not angry at all, but quietly poured the stone out, and then, without knowing how, easily dug up the magic prop she had hidden. She's hiding it very secretly.

She wished that the guy would wake up one morning and lose his temper because of the mess she had made of his life.

Dislike!

She thought to herself, gritting her teeth, as if he had completely taken her for air.

Ahri was unhappy.

Especially when he looked at the guy who found out that she had made a mess and waited for him to clean up the mess, that expression was calm as if nothing had happened.

She gritted her teeth at the sight, and longed to eat him alive.

She decided to do something.

She hated the way he ignored her, calm at the life she had changed, and every time she faced her, she used that hypocritical mask-like smile, as if facing everyone's exact smile, without any difference.

She even planned to catch an unlucky human and wait for him to step up and stop her from sucking the spirit.

How do you think about it...... How weird?

After all, no one has ever dared to ignore her, the nine-tailed demon fox, even if she knows that shemales have different paths, she is also an unstoppable stunner.

Except for him. Bastard......

It seemed that just in time, Ahri noticed that more and more humans seemed to be entering the forest recently.

She snorted disdainfully. Is it because of this guy's existence? Did those guys know that there was such a "savior" in the forest? So start daring?

What a bunch of and ugly guys.

But those guys look a little weird. Probably all business travelers, and some pilgrims.

Ahri naturally didn't know which saint they were heading for. I don't know why so many merchants have been heading to Ionia City out of thin air recently.

But for her, those are moving spirits, and knowing that is enough is enough.

When she smitten the man and the orb restlessly prepared to close the net, Rigginard appeared as expected.

The man thanked him again and again, and ran away in panic.

Ahri didn't chase anymore because her purpose had been achieved.

Unfortunately, she didn't want to say anything to Reginald, so she chose to challenge him again, the white-robed apprentice, and his magic that should have been an apprentice at best-

Of course it failed. Her ribs were broken and she was so painful that she couldn't stand up straight for days.

Ahri was not reconciled.

She still seduced those humans again and again, and then quietly waited for Reginad to appear again and again...... The last time he was defeated by Reginald.

Either he broke his ribs, or he was paralyzed by electric shocks, and he was sore for days, or he dislocated his arm and his tail was broken.

Every time, it was covered in bruises.

These injuries can be healed by her magic. But every time those magic struck her mercilessly, she felt a pain in her heart, and every time she thought about it, it seemed to ache faintly.

She couldn't explain it either.

Ahri still remembers one time when Reginard rescued her prey, she said to him, "You scoundrel! I don't know how to figure it out first - I'm just in love with that person, can't I? Why do you want to get in my way? What if I'm a demon fox, I must be harming people, can't I fall in love with an ordinary person and have a tryst with him here? ”

She said slowly in that very coquettish voice.

"I don't believe it." Reginard replied calmly, "Because lions don't fall in love with antelopes, and I don't fall in love with dessert on my plate, it's as simple as that." ”

His answer, somehow, stinged her.

Ahri's mind was filled with these things, but it didn't affect her in the slightest to charm the man in front of her with her charm.

The prey this time, looking at this costume, seems to be a pilgrim.

Ignorant and pitiful human beings deceived by fabricated gods.

He walked towards her in a daze, and those beliefs, those dogmas of self-denial, were now completely melted in her beauty and sorcery, like every prey before that.

It's at your fingertips.

And she was a little absent-minded.

The little brain couldn't help but imagine what kind of way that nasty guy from Reginard would appear in front of her in a moment, and how she would deal with him.

If she knocks him down, be sure to hang him up and beat him hard to see if he can still enjoy himself!

However, there was a sudden chill in her back.

She heard the man in front of her, who was already in a daze, and under the pilgrim's robe, there seemed to be a faint burst of -

The Sound of the Blade......