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Sakuya didn't say anything to fight back, but picked up a silver pocket watch hanging on his waist with his right hand, and looked at the strange woman in front of him in a black cheongsam with a provocative and murderous face with a cold look. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's up to you to kill or whatever you want, but I said in advance not to mess up my shop, and this little guy is a stupid witch who is interested in, so you can explain it to him yourself after you kill him."

Remilia, who was originally standing on the counter, didn't even look at the black ghost, who seemed to be in a bad mood, suddenly fell down like a caterpillar, slapped her two small hands on both sides of the counter, and looked at the black tea brewed by Sakiya with a salivating look, after all, the only thing that can make her black tea is usually brewed, not to mention that she is a vampire who has been in this place for hundreds of years, even the legendary drink in front of him, which is known for his physical qualities, and the monster sage.

Well, after drinking it, it can only appear in the legends of later generations.

"Qi, it's really boring."

Unhappy pout, although he looked very dissatisfied, but in the end he gave up the plan to fight here to vent his frustration, casually pulled a chair and sat down in front of the counter, crossed Erlang's legs and looked at the sakiya who was standing in the counter with a wooden counter less than half a meter long and only half a meter long, as if he was enduring something.

"It is not a murderer who does not belong to the four exorcist families but naturally awakens, or is it the type of awakened desire to kill immortals - it is incredible that such a guy can survive until now...... What's even more incredible is that I happened to be touched by the witch who likes to meddle. ”

Curiously glancing at Sakiya, who didn't say a word, but the strange smell of rust and blood mixed together on her body became thicker and thicker, Black smiled disdainfully, and took out a silver knife from her waist that had been blessed with holy water and processed through dozens of special processes, which could be said to be the natural enemy of all immortals and undead creatures, as if rubbing a plasticine, and threw it into a silver-white ball casually into her mouth and crunched it. Finally, with the sound of swallowing saliva, the expensive weapon that even Remilia would have hurt if he touched it, swallowed it into his stomach.

"The disgusting taste can be used as an appetizer for the drink made by that guy next time, and if you get used to the disgusting taste in your mouth first, it shouldn't be so hard to accept to drink what that guy brewed."

Nodding, Black gave a heartfelt thought.

Sakuya didn't show any anger or anything like that because of Hei's almost flirtatious behavior, but instead took a long breath and sat down again, picking up the black tea again and sipping it slightly, her right hand holding the black tea was trembling slightly.

Although it is said that the murderer awakens the desire to kill. Hope is engraved in the soul like instinct, but after all, it is only a desire, an impulse that can be restrained - if it weren't for that, Sakiya, who had just awakened to the origin and had not mastered any combat skills, would have died at the hands of some youkai or ghost.

That being said, the killing impulse is like a drug addiction, and what is needed is an infinite amount of endurance beyond ordinary people, especially the existence of Hei, which is almost a representative of the immortal species, which made Sakuya just now unbearable and almost entered the hunting mode directly - of course, in the case of Hei, a dragon that can be said to be the top of the fantasy species, although it is just an evil dragon, it is enough to swap the status of the prey and the hunter.

It was when Kuro saw this that he showed his strength to Sakiya in the most brutal way

The realization that "even if you are attacked defenseless, you can't do any damage to it" simply entered Sakiya's mind, and because of this realization, the killing impulse that was struggling and roaring and about to lose control was slowly suppressed by reason.

After all, most of the time, survival instinct is a force to be reckoned with.

"So, what is the matter with the matter that they came to me?"

Remilia glanced at Sakiya, who was fighting with her killing impulse with a slight cold sweat on her forehead, yawned, turned her head to look at it, although it was just a sitting posture, but just slowly breathing, stirring the magic in the air, and even the simple magic array that Remilia had arranged for the coffee shop began to crumble, and there were signs of collapse.

"So I really hate you muscular fools who can't even control your own strength, although I don't require you to be like that stupid witch who can't even tell if you have the strength or not, at least to the same extent as Lord Yakumo."

Remilia, who was lying on the bar like a dead fish, saw that the several magic arrays she had carefully arranged collapsed into the most primitive magic in just a few breaths, and she couldn't help but flatten her mouth when she was sucked into her stomach by Hei, waved her hand at Hei in disgust, and said with resentment.

"Do you know how much time I spend rearranging those magic circles every time you come over?"

Last time, it was okay, it was just a few ordinary defensive circles, but the ones that just collapsed had the patterns they admired the most, and it cost me a lot of money to let the guy who only likes magic cannons arrange the summoning demon ritual circle. Should it be said that he is a genius magician who dares to say that he wants to defeat the witch, although he has never learned the relevant magic before, he has arranged the painful souls that originally required thousands of people through various loopholes, but after the improvement, he can summon the magic array of demons with only a few drops of blood and some simple gestures - although the consequence is that he must beat the summoned demons half to death with his own hands to drive them, but anyway, even if the demons are summoned by normal means, there is a high chance that they will see the things first- That is, the summoner himself is killed.

In the words of the violent magician who believed in the doctrine of the supremacy of fire

"Saving a lot of troublesome stuff comes at the cost of expanding the odds of the unpredictable to 100% - even if it's a bad aspect, it's also a big profit!"

Obviously, she only needs to study a little other aspects of magic, even if she becomes a magician at a young age that other magicians can't imagine, it's easy to become a genius, I don't know why, I just like to delve into the magic cannon magic that other magicians sneer, as her friend, Remilia can only sigh helplessly, some things can't be said even if they see it, although it sounds like a very unreasonable thing, but this is the so-called fairness.

"Yakumo, that guy was injured."

Black exhaled a long breath, and several of the core magic spells that the already crumbling dark magic props relied on to maintain their bodies were blown into slag, and the curse they carried was sucked into Black's stomach, leaving only a puddle of wood slag in place.

"If you came to me just to devour my favorite decorative magic circles and proud loot as desserts and to spread about your 'great deeds', then I could be angry, right? You can stick Gungnir in your stupid brain and stir up the brains that have solidified into cement bricks. ”

The twitching corners of Remilia's mouth and the faint red glow in her right hand proved that she was not joking, but a real murder prediction.

"I didn't do it!"

Hei shouted angrily, probably because of a similar criminal record, and a little less obvious blush appeared on Bai Nen's face.

"It's not someone I know, it's a strange guy, although I don't expect an answer, but I'm here to ask you a little bit, hoping to get some news—after all, I don't even understand what the other party is now."

"Oh? That's really interesting. ”

Remilia tugged at the strange nightcap on her head, hiding her face in the shadow of the brim and bangs.