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"… If you need me, I can help, Riaz," Sei Itō said after a pause.
Just like what he was trying to say, he was not a demon's minion and had no demonic aura on him. He did not have to worry about being detected by the Church through his aura. Therefore, he would not be affected by the containment balls thrown by Jenova and Roland, and could attack freely. Even if something went wrong, it could be pushed to Sei Itō's personal actions, and it would not involve any forces.
Of course, this was not absolute. After all, the identity of a mage was also a member of the forces in this world. If the church really wanted to call him a mage, it could be used as an excuse. However, the victims would be the magic forces that were always at odds with them, so they would not involve the devil, and there would be no need to worry about a three-way war.
"No need, I believe in Youdou." Riaz turned to look at Ito Sei and said with a serious face.
"Alright then." Ito Sei spread out his hands indifferently and shrugged.
"If you need me, you can let me know," Sei Itō continued.
"Okay. Thank you, deal. "Riaz sighed and thanked him.
"It's nothing. After all, you are my harem. When my woman is in trouble, as a man, I should take the initiative to take on some responsibilities." Sei Itō laughed as if it was a matter of course.
Riaz could not help but raise her hand to cover her forehead as a helpless expression appeared on her face.
After that, Sei Itō stayed in the Supernatural Research Society's office for a while. Then, he bid farewell to Riaz and the other two and returned to his rented apartment.
The apartment was still the same. It was clean and spotless, and all the items were neatly organized as if someone had cleaned it. Even the dirty clothes he threw on the sofa in the living room in the morning were taken away, and there was no trace of them.
"Sir." At this moment, the Fallen Angel Linari's figure walked out of the house and shouted with a face full of surprise.
Sei Itō nodded slightly and praised, "You did well. I'm very satisfied. "
"That's what I should do," Linari replied with a joyful expression.
Following this, Linali's expression turned serious as she said in a serious tone, "My Lord, please be careful during this period of time. This town isn't safe right now."
"Oh?" Itsunari walked to the sofa and sat down. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Linari.
"My Lord, the Fallen Angel's cadre — Korkebor is currently in the city." "He is different from my master, the current governor of the Fallen Angels, Assashel. He was a complete war maniac. He is now using his methods to create conflicts in the city. His ultimate goal is to reignite the war between the three races, so you must be careful, my lord. "
"How do you know all this?" Ito Sei leaned against the back of the sofa and looked at Linali with interest and asked softly.
"As soon as Lord Korkebor entered the city, he gave the order to gather all the Fallen Angels in the city, so while you were away, Lord Korkebor was unable to return. While you weren't here, I did everything under his arrangement. "Linari nervously observed Sei Itō's expression and explained.
Sei Itō nodded and didn't say anything. Then with a flip of his hand, a remote control instantly flew from the coffee table and landed in his hand. He aimed it at the TV. He pressed the button to turn it on.
"… Kacha, kacha. I'm satisfied! "
The TV screen wasn't fully lit yet, and a joyful commercial music immediately came out.
"Go make dinner, I'm hungry." Sei Itō ordered casually.
"Yes." Linari let out a sigh of relief and quickly responded loudly. Then she quickly walked into the kitchen and began to make dinner for Sei Itō.
"I didn't think that keeping Linari would give me such an unexpected reward." When Sei Itō heard the sound of water flowing from the kitchen, the corner of his mouth curved up and he sighed with emotion.
However, he only sighed with emotion. He didn't ask Korkebor where he was hiding just because Linari was working for Korkebor. He didn't go there alone and kill a guy who was equivalent to a beginner God-rank in the main world before the plot started. That was meaningless to him. Apart from being able to absorb a considerable amount of World Force, it wouldn't be of any help to brush up some people's favorability and lure out other characters.
Sei Itō, who had made up his mind to not interfere with the plot until the very last moment, put these useless thoughts aside and leisurely watched the TV program on the TV.
… …
"Uh — — Please show mercy to the lost lambs ~ ~" Purple Vine Inari stood at a crossroad with a donation box in her hand and said to the passersby around her.
"Please show mercy to us on behalf of the Heavenly Father — —!" Beside her, Genova also pleaded with a pleasant voice.
However, the reality was very helpless. They shouted for a long time, but not a single passerby extended a helping hand to her. It could be seen how rare it was for a young man with a good mental state to be so stubborn.
"How can this be? Is this the reality of Japan? That's why I hate countries that don't have faith, "Genova complained.
However, she seemed to have complained to the wrong person. It wasn't that the people here didn't have faith, but they simply didn't believe in their God.
"Don't say anymore, Genova. We who don't have any money can only beg the heathens to show mercy. Otherwise, we won't have anything to eat. Ahh, we can't even afford a loaf of bread! "Purple Vine Inari said in distress.
"Hmph. Speaking of which, isn't it all because you bought that strange painting? You were probably cheated. " Genova said as he pointed at the tattered portrait beside Wisteria Irina's feet.
"What are you saying! This is a painting of a saint! The staff at the exhibition said so too! "Purple Vine Inari retorted.
"Then do you recognize the person in the painting? I can't think of anyone at all, "Genova retorted without backing down.
Purple Vine Inari lowered her head and looked at the oil painting by the corner.
On the canvas. It was a foreign man in tattered clothes with a halo above his head. In the background, there was also a baby angel flying in the sky.
"… It's probably St. … Peter?" Purple Vine Inari said uncertainly.
"What a joke. St. Peter doesn't look like that, "Genova retorted.
"No, he does look like that! I just recognize him! "Purple Vine Inari said with a determined expression.
"Ahh, why is my partner this kind of person … Lord, is this also a test?" Genova held her head with both hands and said frantically.
"Wait, don't hold your head and regret it, okay? Once your willpower sinks, it will continue to sink, "Purple Vine Inari hurriedly consoled.
"Shaoluohou! That's right, the new believers are heathens! It's completely different from the values of the Catholic Church! You should worship the saints more! "
"What! Only Catholics who have their hands and feet tied by outdated rules have problems! "
"What did you say? Damned heathens! "
"How about it, heathens!"
They were originally getting along well, but because of an oil painting that they didn't know was real or fake, the issue of faith was brought up, and then it developed into an argument.
"Rumble, rumble."
But soon, they retreated in defeat due to the rumbling sound from each other's stomachs.
"… Let's think of a way to fill our stomachs first. Otherwise, we won't be able to take back the Sword of Kings. "
"… That's right. Then, should we threaten the heathens for money? If the target is a heathens, I think the Lord will forgive us. "
"Do you want to attack the temple? Or steal the so-called money box? Forget it. Why don't we use the sword to perform on the streets? This is an international entertainment that can be used in any country. "
"Good idea! Using the Sword of Kings to perform cutting fruits should be able to earn some money! "
"But there are no fruits. There's no other way, we can only cut that painting. "
"No! We can't do that! "
And then. The two who had just calmed down began arguing again.
"Would the two of you like to have lunch with me?" At this moment, a pleasant voice sounded in the ears of Wisteria Irina and Jenova, interrupting their argument and attracting their attention.
"You are …?" Wisteria Irina tilted her head and asked in confusion. It seemed that she had already forgotten who the other party was.
"It's you?" Jenova frowned.
"Do you want to go together?" Sei Itō extended a helping hand. He invited them with a smile on his face.
"Okay." Jenova and Wisteria Irina looked at each other, nodded heavily, and agreed.
Ten minutes later, in a family restaurant.
"Delicious! Japanese food is so delicious! "Jenova, whose mouth was full of food, said vaguely.
It was obvious that this guy had never eaten Chinese food before.
"Yes, yes! This is it! This is the taste of my hometown! "Wisteria Irina said with a touched expression.
A moment later. The two of them finished their portion of food.
"Whew — Thank you for your hospitality. Oh, Lord. Please bless this kind-hearted person. "Wisteria Irina let out a long sigh of satisfaction. She drew a cross in front of her with her right hand and said.
In an instant, Itō Masaru felt a strange power being transmitted from Wisteria Irina and descending upon his body. It was a magical blessing similar to a lucky spell.
"Is this the System's feedback …" Sei Itō thought to himself.
"Okay, what did you want from us?" Jenova, who had taken a sip of water and rested for a while, looked at Sei Itō with a serious expression and asked.
"Can't it be that I'm suddenly feeling kind and want to save you two lost lambs?" Sei Itō laughed.
"Don't tell me you're a believer. I don't believe you. "Jenova widened his eyes.
A believer was a believer.
"Indeed, I'm not a believer." Sei Itō nodded and admitted, "But I'm a person who loves beauty. It's a sin for me to watch two beautiful young girls starve to death on the streets. I can't do that."
"Aiya, if you say it like that, you'll make me shy." Wisteria Irina laughed.
"Lecher," Jenova concluded.
"Whatever you say." Sei Itō shrugged nonchalantly.
"So you really don't have anything to say to us?" Jenova looked at Sei Itō and asked again.
"No." Sei Itō shook his head slightly and smiled.
"Okay, thank you for your hospitality. May the Lord bless you." Jenova nodded and raised his hand to draw a cross in front of him.
Then, as expected, another wave of energy descended on his body.
"We still have a mission. Goodbye." Jenova stood up and said.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Nice Guy." Wisteria Irina also stood up and said playfully.
"Uh … Forget about the nice guy card. I have a name. It's Sei Itō." Sei Itō looked up at the two and laughed dryly.
"Okay, Sei Itō, Mr. Nice Guy," Wisteria Irina said.
"Since you're treating us to a meal, I'll give you a piece of advice. Don't ever become a devil. Otherwise, we won't hesitate to kill you. "Jenova, who was about to leave, stopped and turned to look at Sei Itō with a serious expression.
Sei Itō smiled lightly and didn't say anything.
"Goodbye, Mr. Nice Guy." Wisteria Irina waved her hand. Then, she walked out of the family restaurant with Jenova and disappeared into the crowd on the street outside.
After Wisteria Irina and Jenova disappeared, Sei Itō didn't stay in the restaurant any longer. He called the waiter over and paid for the meal. Then, he got up and left the restaurant. He strolled aimlessly on the street.
"Hmm? That's … "Not long after, Sei Itō's gaze was attracted by a petite figure in a cold drink shop not far away.
"Oh yeah. She usually goes on a gourmet trip alone on the weekends and participates in activities similar to the Big Eater Challenge. I didn't expect to see her here." Sei Itō said in realization.
Then, Sei Itō turned around and walked toward the cold drink shop.
"Ding Ling Dang Lang."
Along with the opening of the door, the small bell on the door immediately rang.
"Welcome." The waiter at the door greeted with a bow.
Sei Itō waved his hand and walked straight to a square table by the window.
"Kitten." Sei Itō smiled and greeted the petite figure who turned her head to look at him when she sensed the change in light and aura around her. Then, without waiting for Kitten Dacheng to speak, he lowered his body and sat across from her.
Seeing that it was Sei Itō, Kitten Dacheng looked away and continued to eat the large ice cream in the large glass in front of her.
Speaking of which, in terms of appetite, Kitten Dacheng seemed to be a real eater. At least from what Sei Itō saw, Kitten Dacheng spent 60% of her time eating after class. He really didn't know how her petite body could contain so much food. Is Kitten Dacheng's stomach connected to another dimension?
"Sir, what would you like to order?" A female waiter walked to the table and asked.
"Give me a glass of orange juice." Sei Itō said.
"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter responded and turned around to leave.
"Just you?" Sei Itō looked at Kitten Dacheng across from him and asked knowingly.
"Mhmm." Out of politeness, Kitten Dacheng responded to Sei Itō's question.
"It just so happens that I'm also alone. Let's just hang out together later," Ito Sei said with a smile.
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