"I'm really anxious, since I know Your Excellency's strength, I naturally don't dare to use firearms to suppress ......"

In the face of Siena's sudden attack, Kazuo Tendo didn't seem to care, and didn't even take a step back.

“…… However, the 'Holy Light Arsenal', which does not carry any firearms, is no different from a toothless tiger. ”

By the moonlight, it can be seen that in front of Kazuo Amato is a middle-aged man with a double sword, stepping on clogs, wearing a kimono, and his long hair tied behind his head.

"Yes, you can resist my double knives with your flesh...... Hey, Kazuo, I only said that the 'last wish' was to protect you until the end of this deal, but I didn't mention dealing with this inhuman guy......"

The middle-aged man dressed as a samurai stood his sword in front of him and turned back to Kazuo Amato.

But looking at his calm face, it seems that he doesn't care too much about the extraordinary strength shown by Siena.

If Abe-ji Temple is here, you will definitely be able to recognize that this person is Matsumoto Ginji, a first-class teacher who visited Tokyo not long ago.

"Well, if you can ask you, a 10,000-strong person, to go out of the mountain to fulfill the promise of the year, the opponent naturally can't be too boring, isn't ......"

Kazuo Amato, who tidied up his tie kindly, raised his wrist and looked at the time: "Although there is a holy light body, but after swimming for so long, Father Siena should be a little hungry......"

A faint feeling of hunger enveloped Siena at some point, making him look surprised.

The power of the hungry god.

"How is that possible...... I've always maintained the possession of the Holy Light......"

"I'm sorry, because the information in your head and this precious item are all named by the boss to bring back...... So I had to contaminate the food and water on the plane with my blood...... I've heard that you, Father, are also a gourmand in private. ”

Kazuo Amato, the old god, was on the ground looking at Siena, whose face was gradually pale.

Siena stopped talking, and rushed at him again with a whip leg from the afterimage.

At this time, the only way to break the game is to defeat the spellcaster in front of you and cut off the source of the spell.

However, in Matsumoto Ginji's hand, Izumi Mamoru Fujiwara Kaneda and Bo Ai Guoangang were as impenetrable as a wind, and they successively stopped his fists and feet with holy light.

"It smells so heavy of blood, and in terms of swordsmanship alone, Your Excellency can be said to be the strongest person I have ever seen...... Not going to fight back? ”

Feeling the strong force of the shock on the sword's body, Siena gasped slightly.

He could naturally see that there was no obvious resentment or spiritual power in this warrior's body.

Could it be that this person, with the body of a mortal, has tempered a power that is only slightly inferior to the self strengthened by the Holy Light.

What Siena cares about the most is the strong smell of blood that the other party inadvertently emitted.

You must know that in the past ten years in the Middle East, I have been crawling in the mountains of corpses and blood of pagan wars.

Where did this samurai who appeared in the peaceful country of Japan accumulate so much blood debt?

"To each other, contemptible people are just more wasted than ordinary people...... Your Excellency is in a weak state at the moment, and I am not in the habit of taking advantage of a duel. ”

Matsumoto Ginji's sword momentum seemed to be mellow like water, but in fact he was full of killing intent, but he didn't have any intention of counterattacking, just standing in front of Kazuo Amato, blocking Siena's attack.

As the two continued to fight, Matsumoto Ginji protected Kazuo Tendo with his powerful sword skills and a pair of twin swords that were not like ordinary iron, so that Siena, who was haunted by the "power of the hungry god" and had a fierce consumption of spiritual power, could not break through.

"Hey...... Is it true that the forbidden land of Japan is not under the protection of the Lord? ”

As her spiritual power and physical strength continued to dry up, the faint hunger in Siena's body became thicker and thicker, and her vision began to blur......

……

Akihabara, Takashimaya main store.

"Click...... Click......"

Hanyu walked through the crowded shopping mall, occasionally figuring out a miniature SLR in her fanny bag, and sneaking up on the street scenes on both sides at a speed comparable to that of a professional paparazzi.

Today, she did not wear the usual white coat, but a capable little suit and skirt, with slender legs and a proud upper circumference wrapped in shiny black silk, which directly increased the return rate by 1000%.

Many men passing by unfortunately bumped into street lamps, garbage cans, guardrails, glass doors, fire hydrants, bayonets, fencing and other strange things.

"Hey, Sister Hanyu, we're very suspicious of what you're doing, the security guards over there have all seen it."

Sousuke Araki, whose right hand was obviously thicker than his left, followed behind her, reminding him in a whisper.

In Japan, there are strict rules regarding the use of photography in public places, and it is strictly forbidden to photograph other people's faces or the interior of shops without permission.

"Still can't do it, is it because the popularity around here is too strong, so that the hidden energy field lifeforms automatically avoid it? Or is it that the 'saliva' version of the test model cannot reach the 'same frequency state'? ”

Completely ignoring his admonition, Mai Hanyu looked at the unmistakable photos in her camera and then took out another lens labeled "Blood (Mass)" from Sosuke Araki's bag and replaced it.

"Ahhh......h I knew that if I suddenly asked out on the weekend, how could it be an ordinary shopping, it was simply overtime......"

Looking at Hanyu Mai, who was "obsessed with research", Sousuke Araki, who was a "research assistant", covered his head and sighed.

After escaping from Mt. Fuji that day, the two were taken to the hospital.

Thanks to Sosuke Araki's timely "human rewarming", Mai Hanyu only suffered mild frostbite and recovered quickly.

On the other hand, he found some slight bone cracks in his right arm.

However, since the injury is not a joint, the injury is not serious, and only needs to be slightly fixed with a light plaster cast for two weeks.

This didn't affect his arm movement, but it was a little more troublesome to take a shower, and his already thick right arm appeared thicker.

Well, a lot of people tend to have a thicker right arm than their left, and that's not surprising.

Hanyu Mai doesn't seem to have much memory of the "human reheating" of the night in the snow mountain, and Sousuke Araki naturally chose not to talk about it, and the two reached a quite tacit understanding.

The only difference is that since then, Sousuke Araki will not be corrected if he calls the other party "Hanyu-san".

"Well, let's wait for a little bit of an empty street and try it again...... There are still some things I can do today......"

Seeing the vigilant gaze cast by the mall security guard, his face was as thick as Hanyu Mai, and he could only put away the camera.

The "rich woman" Hanyu Mai, who never died in the disaster and made a breakthrough in research, simply pulled Sosuke Araki to go shopping "by the way" in a good mood.

With a white coat and a professional suit for 365 days a year, she doesn't seem to have any special requirements and interests in clothing on weekdays.

Anyway, in Sousuke Araki's opinion, no matter what clothes you wear, the strong (38F) is always strong.

"Nana, Mako-chan, look over there, isn't it the boss who set up a stall at the shrine to sell big taiyaki at the last festival?"

Just as Sousuke Araki was walking around the shops behind Hanyu Mai, the two girls on the lower floor of the mall focused their eyes on him through the hollow atrium.