"I'm sorry to disturb you as a Campione, Yakumo -sama."
After everything calmed down, Eight-cloud Ink sat on the bench in the living room and looked at the miko standing in front of him with her head lowered.
After saying this, the miko slowly raised her head.
"I'm Wanli Gu Youli, Musashino's Miko Yuan."
Her light chestnut hair swayed with the wind blowing through the window.
Not only was she beautiful, but she also had a calm and intelligent delicate face. Wanli Gu Youli calmly looked at Eight-cloud Ink.
This noble girl was as cute as cherry blossoms.
"Are you the only one who came? Where's the winter horse that was just here? "
Eight-cloud Ink casually asked.
However, such a casual question made Wanli Gu Youli bend down abruptly and say in a very hurried tone, "Senior Brother, I'm sorry.
"Yes. I'm the only one here now. Even if I offended you, it's only my fault. If you're angry, please take it out on me. "
Eight-cloud Ink raised his eyebrows and gently put the teacup in his hand on the table.
Athena, who had been quietly sitting on the side, had finished dressing. She was still dressed like a middle school student, wearing a dark blue woven hat. Her eyes were slightly closed and she seemed to be taking a nap.
"You seem to have misunderstood something —"
"If I make you, the Demon King, angry, I know my words are unpleasant, and you can kill me. But please don't trample on innocent people who have nothing to do with you. Mercy and benevolence are the demeanor of a king. All the mistakes will be borne by me alone. "
Strangely, with an unconcealable respectful tone, but the content of the words was admonishing or teaching.
He was taught a lesson by the miko in front of him!
Eight-cloud Ink instantly thought of the scene of a loyal minister risking his life to submit a memorial to the tyrant.
Stroking the long hair in front of his chest, Eight-cloud Ink looked down at his own face reflected in the mirror.
[Do I look scary?]
He couldn't help but wonder.
"Now I can be sure that Wanli Gu Youli, you seem to have misunderstood something."
"Ah? Could it be that a simple execution and taking away life is not enough to satisfy you? "
Look, the misunderstanding is getting bigger.
"Ah, ah, I won't do those rough things. You have to be elegant, you know?"
Eight-cloud Ink spoke as gently as possible, hoping that Miss Witch wouldn't be too nervous.
— — Looking at Wanli Gu Youli's expression of facing death with equanimity, he felt as if he was some kind of heinous demon king.
Even in the realm of Elven King, those stubborn elders who still believed that the Dark Elven King was an ominous Elven King would not have such an expression when talking about him.
This feeling was terrible!
"A-elegant?"
However, what Eight-cloud Ink didn't expect was that Wanli Furu's expression became even stranger.
It was as if she had thought of something very discordant. Her face flushed red and her body swayed.
"Yes, yes! I have already come to a realization! Even if you, as the Demon King, want to play with my body in one way or another, it's up to you. This way, you can enjoy yourself while you are at it, so please let the innocent subjects go! "
Ahhhhh! It felt like their conversation wasn't in the same dimension from the start!
Eight-cloud Ink felt that communicating with Wanli Furu was more tiring than communicating with that idiot Ciruno.
— — At least when facing Ciruno, you can casually find a loophole to fool her.
"Forget it, forget it. Let's not talk about those things first. Wanli Furu, why are you looking for me?"
Eight-cloud Ink decided to change the topic. Otherwise, he would not be able to stand it and chase this Miko-sama out.
"That, Japanese investigators were sent to Rome. The results showed that the people of Rome were prepared to entrust something to you, my lord."
Wanli Furu said with an unquestionable tone. At the same time, she glanced at Athena who was sleeping on the sofa.
— — Because most of her divine power was taken away by Metis, the current Athena was not only in the form of a young girl, she was also sleeping all day.
Although she looked as cute as a sleeping kitten, Wanli Furu was very sure that with his [Spirit Vision] ability, he could tell that she was the God of Disobedience.
How can this be!
As a king, you should protect your subjects. How can you be so close to the God of Disobedience who is a natural disaster!
I have to admonish the King! Even if it angers the king and gets punished cruelly, I will not hesitate!
Miko-sama made a decision in her heart.
"Just … sent to Rome?"
Eight-cloud Ink smiled playfully.
Ikaros's radar had already scanned the place where she lived before. There were many people sneaking around.
"Yes!"
Wanli Furu nodded.
— — Looks like Winter Horse Kaneji did not tell some things to this naive Miko-sama.
"They were sent by the History Compilation Committee. They are a secret organization that controls all the cursemancers and psionic users in Japan. The Ministry of Culture, the Library of Congress, the Inner Palace Hall, the Shrine Hall, the Metropolitan Police Department, and so on. Miko-sama and clergy who have the same ability as me have the obligation to assist them. "
"I was entrusted to verify whether Mr. Yakumo is the real Campione."
Wanli Furu said as he looked at Athena and Eight-cloud Ink. There was a flash of doubt in his eyes.
"But, my lord, you seem to be …"
"Not the God Slayer, right?"
Eight-cloud Ink smiled.
Sure enough, the Miko-sama in front of him had extraordinary talent. She could see that he was not the real God Slayer at a glance. He did not accept Pandora's ritual, nor did he usurp the authority of Veleslana and Mekar.
[This Wanli Furu is very talented. Maybe I can arrange for him to be the next Boli Miko-sama?]
[If Wanli Furu becomes Boli Furu or something …]
The current Akane was too unprincipled. She turned a blind eye to many things.
If Wanli Furu, who was very serious about everything, became the Boli Miko-sama, Fantasy Town would become very interesting.
It did not necessarily mean that Ling Meng would no longer be the Boli Miko-sama. Both of them could be the Miko-sama at the same time.
Who said that there could only be one Boli Miko-sama?
Moreover, if Wanlifuru Youli was really turned into Bori Youli, perhaps the incense money of the Bori Shrine would increase. That way, Kurosaki would no longer have to come to the House of the Lost to eat and drink.
Wanli Furu, who was being looked up and down by Eight-cloud Ink, became redder and redder.
"Well, I am indeed not the God Slayer. Because I am more powerful than the God Slayer."
Regarding this sentence, Wanli Furu did not deny it.
Eight-cloud Ink's victory over Luo Cuilian had been confirmed by various parties.
Therefore, even if he was not the God Slayer, he would still enjoy the treatment of the God Slayer.
In other words, Eight-cloud Ink was still the [King].
"So, after proving this matter, is there anything else?"
"Yes!"
Wanli Gu Youli took a deep breath, and then began to preach like beans bursting out of a pot.
"Originally, I wanted to confirm whether the Gorgon Stone was in your hands, but judging from the situation last night, that thing had obviously been obtained by the God of Disobedience."
"However, according to intelligence, the member of the Italian Magic Association who carried the Gorgon Stone had visited you before. That is to say, the Gorgon Stone was transferred from your hands to the God of Disobedience."
"Are you planning to bring disaster to Tokyo? Have you thought about the safety of the local residents? "
"Great power also comes with great responsibility. Mr. Yakumo, aren't you being irresponsible? "
"Not only that —"
Wanli Furu pointed to Athena, who was nestled on the sofa like a kitten.
"— You also took in the God of Disobedience. Don't you know that such a disaster will bring a huge disaster to Tokyo?"
"My King! Can you please consider the people here? "
Her cold eyes stared at Eight-cloud Ink.
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"How dare this witch!"
Yukari closed the lace folding fan in her hand and gently tapped on the palm of her hand.
"Ah, isn't this interesting? It's rare to see someone so blunt in front of Molly. "
Gently leaning her head on Yukari's shoulder, Youyouzi gracefully stuffed the glutinous rice ball into her little mouth without any hesitation.
Her pink eyes were smoking, You Yukari listened to the sounds of the battle between Ashina and Demondream in the White Jade Building while quickly devouring a large stack of snacks placed beside her.
"Hmm? What's wrong? "
Noticing Yukari's contemplative gaze, You Yukari asked curiously.
"You Yukari, what do you think of this witch?"
"What do you think? Didn't you say she's brave? "
Yukari rolled her eyes and angrily knocked on You Yukari's head, which made the Princess of the Dead angry.
"I mean, don't you think she's very suitable for the position of the Bolli Witch?"
"Huh? Isn't the Bolli Witch doing well now? And — "
Miraculously, You You Zi was able to speak clearly while eating.
"— And because the entire Fantasyland is changing, the current Bolli Witch may be immortal. In this way, will the Bolli Witch be replaced?"
"I'm not talking about this."
Yukari stared at the image in the gap.
"It's precisely because the entire Fantasyland is likely to become a world of immortals that one Souldream may not be enough."
"Ah, Yukari, are you planning to increase the number of Bolli Witches? Then there will be a good show to watch! "
You Yukari's expression was as if she found a new toy. It was as if she saw more than one Bolli Witch in the Fantasyland.
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