Chapter 11: The Eve
Even if there is no brightly colored Chinese outfit, Misuzu's characteristics are extremely obvious, and in the short exchange, the boy has already confirmed the identity of the other party.
Because of this, he didn't understand that in the future, he and Misuzu would fight, and the strength shown by the other party was only an ordinary youkai level, and he was even crushed by long-range bombardment because he specialized in melee combat.
So before he started, the boy never imagined that he would suffer such a big loss at the hands of the other party.
Fortunately, he was summoned, otherwise this alone would have been enough for him to roll on the ground in pain.
"Hoo ......"
After a deep breath, the boy relaxed his tense body slightly, and in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, his twisted right arm seemed to be turned back in time, and returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.
"Huh, really?"
The tomboy looked surprised, and then the smile on the corner of his mouth began to gradually expand: "Interesting." β
Why does this guy seem to be excited?
With the swift attack, the dragon's groans almost filled the entire forest, and the tomboy seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and the endless tricks rained down on the boy.
But under the boy's weird body, the tomboy has no tricks to reach him, and in the eyes of others, she is simply being played with as a child...... Although in fact she is still a child.
However, in reality, every punch of the tomboy directly hits the "body" of the teenager, which is nothing more than a body created by fantasy.
In the blind corner that everyone can't see, the third eye that is entwined by thin wires emits a faint glimmer, which unconsciously affects the tomboy's vision.
Only in this way can the young man perfectly avoid the other party's attack, he really didn't expect that the young Meiling in front of him was really stronger than the door when he grew up.
Perhaps this can only be explained in this way - she is already very powerful.
I'm afraid that Meiling in the future has been suppressing her own power, so it will seem so inconspicuous, and the current Meiling has no need to do that, and only in this way can this explain this extraordinary strength.
One hundred and eight moves, none of which are repeated, the young man shamefully continued to use hypnosis to influence Meiling, and I am afraid that it will be endless just because he continues to fight now.
"It's really Miss Misuzu...... I have seen how powerful you are. β
"Huh? Why? Misuzu was a little surprised when her name was suddenly called, but this surprise was quickly replaced by fear.
At the moment when the young man's words fell, a crimson light flew out from the carriage, and the crimson spear, which had almost dyed the entire heaven and earth with blood, let out a roar in his hand.
The red streamer instantly dispelled all Misuzu's qi, and the cold light on the tip of her nose made her sweat coldly, and the unprecedented fear almost crushed her reason.
If the previous boy was just an elusive mystery like a gust of wind, then now he is like a god holding heavenly punishment, just standing there is enough to make all existence generate deep awe from the root.
Falling backwards and sitting on the ground, Misuzu couldn't help but swallow her saliva and said tremblingly: "Cast, surrender, uncle, the qi on your body is too terrible......"
"It's all said, it's right to call the big brother." The boy smiled and let go of Gungnir in his hand, and it immediately turned into a streamer of light and flew back to Remilia's side.
The surrounding bandits have all fallen into a faint under the deterrence of the sharpshooter, and only an external existence like Misuzu can barely resist this strength.
Stretching out his hand to the tomboy Misuzu underground, the boy said, "Since you lost, then follow us obediently." β
"Huh? Why? Misuzu was stunned.
A hand grabbing Misuzu pulled her up from the ground, and the young man said lightly: "You have already fought for them, and since the favor of a meal has been repaid, there is no need for you to stay here." β
"That's right......" Misuzu nodded.
"Look at your appearance, I'm afraid you don't have the money to live alone, the church power here is still very strong, although you have the appearance of a human, but the demonic aura can't be hidden, and it will be very troublesome for them to come to the door."
The boy said to Misuzu in a persuasive tone, "So, isn't it the best choice to go with us?" We need your strength, and in exchange, you won't have to wander any longer, we can provide you with a place to return. β
"......" Misuzu's eyes flickered, and she seemed to be a little moved.
She raised her head and looked at the young man, was silent for a moment, and suddenly showed a big smile: "Thank you, uncle, then it's okay, I won't fight seriously with the second person until I decide the winner with you." β
β...... Wait a minute, what are you talking about? Answer: Hey, hey! β
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In the end, Misuzu naturally followed the boy and left behind, leaving behind an unrelated agreement, and at the boy's suggestion, she became Scarlet's protΓ©gΓ©, even though Remilia had already abandoned the castle by this time.
No matter what, the door that has no door to guard is also the door, and Misuzu officially became a member of Scarlet, and also met Remilia.
For her, who is already a monster, there is nothing surprising whether it is a vampire or a demon, at most she is surprised by the difference between Eastern and Western monsters.
At night, the carriage stopped in the uninhabited forest, and everyone sat around the fire, enjoying a rare and comfortable time.
It was only when the moonlight shone on the ground that Remilia was able to get out of the carriage with dignity, and there were no outsiders, and she didn't need to use the black robe to hide her identity, which made her depressed mood relax a little.
They had been driving for two days since they had taken Patchouli and Misuzu with them that day, and according to the witch's estimate, they would be caught up by the church as soon as tomorrow.
Absentmindedly tugging at the bread in her hand, Patchouli got up and sat down next to the boy and asked casually, "Your arm, is it okay?" β
"Arms?" The young man was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the scene when he fought Misuzu before, and smiled indifferently: "No problem, although it is a bit cheap, but the fact that I am a 'summon' still exists." β
"Demons, huh?" Patchouli glanced thoughtfully at the boy.
As a magician, she couldn't understand the existence of demons and the like, but the problem she didn't understand was also here.
It is impossible for the demon to break away from the master's active appearance, because someone must provide him with the magic power to survive, and from this stage, there is no doubt that the master should be Remilia.
Strangely enough, Remilia's strength was far inferior to that of the boy, even though she was growing at an alarming rate every day, like a nourished seed, frantically absorbing energy from nowhere.
But that's it, and it can't explain the existence of the teenager.
All of Remilia's power is feeding itself, and it seems that it is not used to provide the young man with the remaining power to exist in the world.
But if not Remilia, who is it......
"Patchouli, what's wrong?" It was probably because Pache had been in a trance for too long, and the boy couldn't help but call out to her.
"Huh? Ah, I'm sorry, I'm distracted," Putting these doubts aside for a moment, Patchouli casually got down to business: "By the way, do you have any plans?" For the knights of the church. β
"Huh?" The young man who was about to eat the bread in his hand was stunned by Pache Li's question, and immediately showed a smile of unknown meaning: "No." β
"Huh?" Patchouli's expression was a little stunned, and her unhealthy face was quickly replaced by an angry crimson: "I'm serious, don't laugh!" That's the church! β
Remilia and the others were being fed to the second lady who was still a baby at this time, but they didn't notice the conversation between the two here.
"That's the case," said the young man, who spread his hands and asked nonchalantly, "I'm more curious about how much trouble we can be caused by the hands of those people in the church?" β
"......" Pache fell into deep thought, indeed, the impression of the strength of the Church had been ingrained in her mind all along, so much so that she did not even realize that the strength of her own side was not weak at all.
Not to mention the boy himself, who has not shown his full strength so far, she, a witch, Misuzu, a youkai, and Remilia, a vampire, is enough to give the church a headache.
Having said that, however, she always felt an indescribable uneasiness lingering in her heart.
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