Marin stopped, and Maya meowed in some confusion, which made Marin quickly realize a problem - Maya's sense of smell couldn't compare to herself?

No way, every day when Gaiat came home, Maya was the first to find out, and before Marin could hear the footsteps, she had already stood by the door and began to urge her brother to come and welcome her father back with her.

He even asked Maya why she knew that Gaiat was back.

"I smell it."

Every time, she replied so proudly.

But this time, she lost to her brother, which sounds like an offensive and defensive cast-off, but for Marin, it means danger is ahead.

She didn't smell anything, and he did...... This is not good news.

"Marlin, what's wrong." Maya pushed the cart and found that her brother was not moving, and he reached out and grabbed her wrist.

This alerted her—not because of her brother's grip on her wrist, but because she confirmed the seriousness of the problem from Marin's serious expression: "Yes...... Is it dangerous? ”

Marin nodded, when he was reincarnated into this small shell, he learned the lingua franca of this world without a teacher, but I don't know why, his accent is very strong, Gayat can understand it somewhat, but Maya is a little blind, so Marin responded to her question with a simpler nod at this time.

Receiving this answer, Maya's nose twitched twice, and then looked ahead with some confusion: "I can't smell anything." ”

In Marlin's olfactory system, the smell of blood grew stronger.

Letting go of the hand holding the cart, Marin grabbed Maya's hand: "Come on." These were the few words with a strange accent that matched the pronunciation, and Marin, who had square ears, dragged his sister around and ran.

"Car! Jerky! And bread! Although she was reluctant, Maya still let go of her hand, choosing to believe that her brother's little leopard girl was taken away. As they ran around the corner, Marin, who turned his head, and Maya, who had been looking behind him, saw a thin figure coming out of the alley.

The long black hair dragged on the ground, the small body was lying on its back, and there was a short sword in his left hand, which had no blood on it, but the right hand dragged the wreckage full of scratches.

Marlin felt the pores of his body explode, and every cell was screaming to control its host out of here, as soon as possible, as far away as possible.

"Why go." A voice sounded in Marlin's head.

Maya stopped, and so did Marin.

The cat girl cried, but couldn't move at all: "Can't move!" You run! ", she shouted.

"Where can I go?" Marin smiled wryly.

He was her brother with a short head, and if he had run away by himself at this time, without Gayat, Marin would have strangled himself to death.

And the thin figure seemed to see a housewife in a shopping mall, a girl who saw a lover, and a lover who saw a gift, jogging towards Marin, the prey in her right hand was thrown away by her, and the crimson eyes peeking out of the gap in her long hair stared at Marin.

"The sweetest meat! Don't go! ”

The voice in her head was in ecstasy, matched by its equally ecstatic movements—the short sword held in her left hand held high, the tip of the blade pointed at her prey, the terrifying being shrieked and approached Marin, the closer she got, the more Marin could see the madness under the long yellow hair, the figure came to Marin and stabbed the sharp blade in his hand.

The blade stabbed diagonally, and Marin leaned sideways to give way to the short sword, then grabbed her sword-wielding hand with both hands, and pushed the short sword into her abdomen.

The resistance of the power is unexpectedly weak.

With this thought, Marin's hands grabbed the monster's left hand, slowly but firmly snatched the ownership of the short sword into his own hands, and then pushed the short sword sideways - the short sword was stabbed diagonally into the abdomen, pushing the short sword hard, and at the same time fighting against the monster in front of him, Marin raised his head, and then quickly hit the face of the monster in front of him with his forehead.

It will hurt a lot, but hurting the bridge of the other person's nose on the forehead is a surefire deal.

Of course, if it can hurt.

The monster in front of him was attacked and let out a sharp scream, and in an instant, the hands that were fighting against Marin lost their strength.

So Marin slashed her abdomen with the short sword in his hand, brought out the short sword, ignored the filth splashed on his body, turned sideways and let go of the monster kneeling on the ground, and pierced the short sword that was holding it into the mouth full of fangs under the ugly face, twisted and pulled it hard, pulled it out, and stopped it from screaming with practical actions, while the short sword stabbed into her face between her eyes, and the sharp short sword stabbed to the end like cutting butter.

Marlin twisted the hilt of his sword again, then let go of the hilt - the fighting and grappling, the knowledge had not been forgotten, as the victor of the confrontation, Marlin wiped the blood in his hand on the monster's long yellow hair, and then pressed the monster down in a pool of blood of her own making.

Maya found herself able to move, and she watched as Marin pursed her mouth, her tail already in her mouth, but she never took a bite.

Marin smiled and reached out to take Maya into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, my brother is here."

The little leopard girl, who had not squeaked all this time, finally cried out loud.

…………

Gayat heard at the scene of the crime that his adopted son and adopted daughter were involved in the incident, and before that, he had just confirmed the identity of the spirit - the cutting girl, this is a spirit from the East, although the physical strength has not even reached the trouble level, but the spirit that can manipulate people's hearts as long as they look directly at people can make it a deadly existence.

Anyone who fails to start the psychic protection props or spells in the first place must have a will confrontation, and the loser of the will confrontation will be deterred, as simple as it sounds, this spirit is very good to target...... Yes, it's really a very good target, you only need to equip the props that strengthen the will confrontation, you can solve her relatively easily, but the key is that the cutting woman is almost silent, and she has the instinct to fight reconnaissance, and usually the encounter is around the corner.

If it's a solo encounter, it's almost a death-defying encounter.

If it's a squad encounter, maybe one of the lucky ones among the few people will survive this identification, and then it's time for a fun battle, winner takes all.

But if it's his adopted son and adopted daughter...... Gayat didn't dare to imagine.

He could only follow the police officer who came to bring the letter and ran quickly to the accident site, and then ...... I saw an emotionally stable adopted daughter, and an adopted son who was being tied up by church personnel.

Gayat slowed down until he stepped on something, and the middle-aged demon hunter looked down and saw the corpse of the cutting woman, his left foot right on her lap.

But now is not the time to be sad, and the demon hunter walked up to the head of the church: "Why do you do this to my adopted son. ”

He didn't know what was wrong with his adopted son, and there was always a terrible truth in this damn world that no mortal knew about.

"He killed the Cutter." The young man in charge was signing the document and replied without looking back.

"That's better than killing ...... cutting girl" Saying this, Gayat's expression froze for a moment, and then he turned his head to look at the corpse again: "Wait a minute, you said my adopted son was killed...... Cutting women? ”

"Yes, Your Excellency Gaiat, your adopted son killed the Cutting Girl, and judging from the situation at the scene and his own complaint, he was not controlled by the Cutting Woman." The head of the church turned his head to look at Gaiat: "Your Excellency, I think you should probably talk to our orphanage directors about how you picked up orphans, such a child may not be able to be picked up by our church in a hundred years." ”

"I, I just thought he was pitiful at the time." Gayat glanced at his adopted son, then turned his head to look at the person in charge: "Since it was my child who killed the cutting girl, then why did you tie up my child." ”

Only then did the person in charge raise his head and look at the little guy who was tied up, and the tall man with the rope: "Karn! I'll let you control the kids! It's not for you to tie him up! ”

"How can you control him if you don't tie him up! Excellency! The tall man immediately asked a rhetorical question.

The person in charge and Gayat were silent for a moment, and then glanced at the priestess holding the kitten girl at the same time.

As if she had noticed the gaze of her gaze, the girl who was holding a cat teasing stick smiled very awkwardly.