"Tsk!"

Ruojia had to pose again, ready to fight Zi again.

I'm afraid I'm going to die here this time, he thought secretly, but his hands didn't tremble at all.

The golden light still shone, alternating light and dark as his heart beats.

"Come on!"

“… Isn't it good to be enlightened, little brother..."

To the despair of the Otomo family, more than a dozen gaps opened again, and all the eyeballs in it were staring at him.

"It's over..."

He smiled wryly, and the feeling was like the fear of having countless pairs of cold hands behind his back grasping him, wanting to tear him directly to pieces.

“… It's just that it's useless! ”

The magic cannon shot directly out of the gap, and Otomo Ruojia hurriedly used the sword in his hand to block several magic cannons that hit his chest.

The demonic power exploded directly on the sword, and that force directly hit the sword on the chest, no less than the power of the hammer. This impact shocked him so much that he flew several meters directly and hit the tree before he barely stopped

"Ahem!"

That force was so ruthless that it directly made him spit out a mouthful of black blood. This demonic power really contains too much resentment, which makes his body poisoned.

The impact of his back caused him to fall straight to the ground.

“… It's so ruthless! Monster. ”

"You're not dead, I'm a little weird..."

Yakumo Zi looked down, the long sword that had been shining with golden light before was broken into several sections, and several golden scarves spread along the section in the wind. But when you look closely, when the snowflakes are hidden behind the scarf, you find that the scarf is a dust-like particle, and it has a spiritual nature, forming the appearance of the scarf.

"Daddy... You're really... I'll be able to make a little bit of a good deal without this..."

Otomo Ruojia wanted to laugh, but the current situation made him unable to laugh.

"Looks like the blessing from above has saved you...

But now, it won't save you a second time. ”

Yakumo Purple approached little by little, and then took the fragment of the broken sword with a gap and grabbed it in his hand.

The hand was on the blade, whether it was too sharp or too angry, and the blood slowly spilled down the fingers. But she was not affected by the pain in the slightest, and just walked in front of the Otomo family.

"You killed Liz with this sword...... Such a simple child, how can you actually do it? ”

Yakumo pressed the tip of the sword against the neck of Otomo Wakaya, and the tip even stabbed a little. His face contorted, and his body shrank back.

"Huh... The war between humans and demons will never stop...

Do you really think ...... Don't I see anything? ”

He smiled, and Yakumo frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"That kid simply... It has nothing to do with it... Yakumo Purple, I do have a grudge against you, and I do hate youkai, if I want, I'd rather kill you with my own hands...

But what about the child? What about Ellie?

She didn't kill anyone at all, and the face I saw was definitely not fake! ”

Otomo Ruojia roared, as if he was venting about something.

"I have to obey the people, I have to prove that I am not a waste!"

"Just because it's proof you're not a piece of waste? Are you willing to take this innocent life? ”

Yakumo wanted to stab the sword further in, but found that she couldn't stab it inside, as if she had a steel plate on top of it. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stab it again.

"Sure enough... Your sudden burst of demonic power... It doesn't last long...

Dad... Sure enough, you still can't rest assured... Is it? ”

Yakumo Zi suddenly felt as if her body was suddenly being pulled away by something, the feeling of overdrawing her demonic power and its discomfort, and her spine seemed to be pulled out, making her feel that standing was a terrifying load.

The golden dust shrouded Yakumo's hands at some point, as if he was wearing a silk glove. She felt it, the glove was hungry and thirsty to absorb her power, and if left unchecked, it would be absolutely drained.

"Count me out, Yakumo Murasaki... It's not me who won you this time..."

Otomo Wakaya barely stood up, and Yakumo fell to her knees, the golden glove firmly wrapped around her hand and placed on the ground. Her whole body was fighting against that hand, but the power she absorbed was much stronger than what she was doing.

“… I won't kill you... Killing you now only proves that I'm a piece of rubbish..."

He looked at Yakumo with some resentment, as if he couldn't be annoyed that he had killed her with his own strength.

"The next time we meet, I'll kill you with my own hands... In my own power..."

He held on to the trunk of the tree—he was not shallow in the demon's wounds—and slowly left the place.

"Abominable !!!!"

Yakumo Purple shouted out with all the strength of her body.

Such a simple Li, she was actually killed by this boring reason?!

Just now, he obviously had the power to kill him, but he let him go.

I'm not reconciled, I am not reconciled!

Can't even solve such a human being?!

I'm going to kill you! Big friends like home! Did you hear that!?

Leigh's body is still lying there!!

“… Purple ......"

The sound of being rescued from drowning came from behind Yakumo Murasaki, but the sound was a little strange.

She was shocked.

No way.

It's obviously so badly injured.

“… I'm sorry...... I made it as fast as I could......"

Yakumo couldn't help but glance back, but she was completely stunned.

It was a tired Ellie, the hole in her chest was still there, but the blood had stopped flowing, and a ball of flesh was beating in the center of the hole, like a twisted heart.

The wound on the stomach is healed, but there is still a large blood scab, but it doesn't look like it will be long before it heals.

Look at her eyes again, and they glow with purple mist. Faintly, a flash of lightning flashed through her, only for a short time.

The sound seemed to come out of a closed place, somewhat distorted, with a hint of electric sound.

"Leigh?"

When Elle saw the strange glove, she crouched down and put her hand on it. A flash of purple lightning struck the glove from its arm, knocking it back to its original form, turning it into dust and scattering into the air.

"Ahh It's me... Purple"

Erlie smiled faintly, but the tears flowed again.

"Great... That's great...... still alive..."

"Leigh..."

Yakumo hugged the crying Erri on the side, wanting to say something to comfort her, but couldn't say anything.

“… Purple...... They... Both..."

Ellie broke down completely, hugged Yakumo Murasaki, and cried like a bullied child.

"It's okay, Leigh... It's all right......"

And Elle kept crying, venting her emotions.

And Yakumo Zi just hugged her, patting her back and comforting her.

After a while, Ellie was silent. Purple was a little strange, so she looked at Erlie.

Fighting, recovery, and her psychological impact, coupled with emotional venting, directly made her faint.

"...... Li"

Yakumo opened a gap and put Erli inside, and now she was still unconscious, not frightened by what was inside. Then she stepped in, and before closing the spatial crack, she looked at the charred room again, silently.

……

……

……

"I have to say, it's just too unwise for you to prove yourself.

Should you say you're brave and a little silly, or do you know something?

You have demonic blood in your veins.

Or rather, you are a descendant of the warrior of Sparta.

It's a blessing that you'll survive.

If it doesn't recognize you, you're dead. ”

What the?

What did I prove?

"You proved yourself to that knife, and now you can take the form of a demon.

It's just a very weak state, but it can make you stronger.

But next time, it's not that simple.

Do your best, demon. ”

Wait a minute! What does this mean, I haven't understood yet...

"Wait!"

"Leigh? Are you awake? ”

Elri's head rested on Yakumo's lap, her hands still in front of her, resting gently on her lap.

It's night, and there's a fire burning in front of you, and there's a crockpot on it, and something is cooking.

"Purple? Where is this? ”

"In a cave, there are not many people. Let's eat something first. ”

Erlie got up, and the wound was completely healed. Snow-colored skin was exposed under the sword's clothes, but Elle hadn't noticed it yet.

"How long did I sleep?"

"It's been a day..."

She took the pottery bowl handed by Yakumo and drank the contents.

It's just some dried fish and wild vegetables, and it doesn't taste very good, but it's still hot. Erlie didn't give in and drank the soup directly.

“……”

“……”

The two of them were speechless, just watched as the flames kept burning.

Purple looked at Erli worriedly, afraid that something would happen to her again.

Erlie's heart was sour, her caregiver in this world died like this. She has always been grateful to Yuan Heze, because one more person in this era is one more mouth to eat.

The two old men didn't think about anything, they accepted her directly and raised her like granddaughters. And now? Before he could repay the favor, he watched them leave.

And it almost made Purple die here.

Now she doesn't feel like she was in her previous life, so scared and resistant. The current Yakumo Purple is her own friend, the first friendly youkai she knows, and the first person willing to joke with her.

It almost killed her.

"Leigh? You okay? ”

Yakumo didn't think about it that much, and asked Erli

“… It's okay......

I just feel something...... Lonely..."

Yakumo Purple hugged Erri with one hand, and the latter didn't care about this and leaned on Purple's shoulder.

“… Grandma and old man are dead......"

“… Hmm..."

“…… It's so lonely..."

"I'm still here... Leigh..."

“……”

Erli put down the bowl, wiped her eyes, and then shrunk into Purple's arms, secretly crying. Purple was like a sister, hugging her, comforting her and patting her gently.

"It's alright, Leigh. I can still be with you..."

"Hmmm......"

"It's okay..."

“… Hmm..."