Exorcism in the non-science world

Kuros came back three months later, covered in dust and looking a little tired.

Then he pushed open the door and entered the house.

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The room was full of books randomly placed, papers were scattered all over the place, and some strange parts and machinery were scattered among them.

If it hadn't been for Tim Gambit, who had emerged from the crumbling pile of overburdened books, and lunged at him.

Kuros almost thought he was in the wrong place.

A piece of paper floated right at Koulos' feet.

The devil's mechanical magic conductor is drawn on it, and the blank space next to it is densely marked with many notes.

One of the lines was traced in red—sorrow and hatred are the bondage, if the obsession is gone, the bondage is no longer there.

(applicable only at level1)

Seeing this sentence, Kuros looked a little gloomy.

He glanced roughly, and the draft paper he saw was full of pictures and texts related to demons and holiness, as well as some drawings of parts that he didn't know the use of.

"...Are you ready to go to the stake? Brat"

"How could it be?" Alex raised his head from behind the pile of books, his tone was fanatical, and his face was calm and said:

"I'm exploring the truth of the world! As long as I complete this project, I can become the most outstanding scientist of this century!"

"No one and nothing can stop my light, and future generations will live happily under my blessing!

"

#You are so shameless, does your master know? #

#Know (indifferent jpg)#

"...Oh, speaking humanly."

"I want to find a way to let the demon dissolve itself."

Alex withdrew the virtue of the perverted scientist, and re-immersed himself in the calculations in his hands: "The base number of demons is really too large, its backing is equivalent to the number of human beings, and how many exorcists can there be? "

"Even if there are suitable candidates for all the saints, the number is still a fraction of that of the demons. Considering the exorcist's lifespan, body, and battle damage, the demons can probably consume everyone to death."

"Well, after all, I'm just lazy and annoying."

"When you go out to go to the bathroom, you can meet a demon, so just hit it, can't it pull up your pants and beat it again? Isn't it afraid that [哗——] and [哗——] will be smeared on the face together? It Do you have to shake 【□□哗——】?"

"...It's absolutely amazing..."

Finally, Alex concluded with dead eyes.

Kuros: ...

#Always feel that something is wrong#

#But I Can’t Refute It#

While Kuros was thinking, he suddenly felt his legs sink.

Lowering his head——the black hair of his little bastard disciple, and the misty big black eyes.

...Damn it, are you going to fuck?

Hug—Alex stretched out his hand to signal (for disrespect →_→).

...Hold a ghost!

I swear to God, Kuros wanted to kick the little bastard, but he could only think about it.

Once again, he succumbed to a child's rare coquettishness.

hug-

Oh, it's so light.

Is this normal kid weight?Do you want to check it out?

When Kuros' thoughts almost let him go, Alex pulled him back in time.

Alex rested his chin on Kuros' shoulder and continued:

"So, I was thinking...why not let all the exorcists besiege the Earl of the Millennium? As for level 1, which has a huge base, why not leave it to ordinary people with the same huge base?"

"Then, we are responsible for providing weapons that can destroy demons, and high-end combat power to fight against the Millennium Earl..."

"Isn't this saving a lot of things?"

"However, people's bad nature can't disappear no matter where they go..."

"...it's frustrating."

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"...Don't think too much, you should eat, sleep, and play at your age."

"Be careful not to grow taller."

"...Oh, then you should take a shower too. You smell like smoke, your skin is rough, your eyesight is bad, you are over half a century old, a middle-aged old uncle who doesn't want women."

Hmph, obviously there are two centimeters taller (^-^).

...damn little bastard

Kuros still went to take a shower first.

After he came out of the shower, the books and papers in the room had been cleaned up.

Steaming meals were neatly placed on the table in the dining room, as well as a bottle of Koulos's favorite wine.

The little bastard Alex is sitting on the carpet and assembling a black snake. Next to him is a big white dog and a black kitten.

"Shouldn't you explain to me why you have another saint?"

"Didn't you say that my holiness is too weak? I felt that my self-esteem was a little bit hurt, so I went out and picked one up."

#ed!You can make it up! #

"...Well, you may not believe it even more, it keeps calling, come to me, come to me, come to me, come to me..."

"It was annoying to be called, so I went and got it back."

"It's called coffee."

Meow~=￣ω￣=

While talking, Alex kept assembling with his hands, and pressed the last small black gear into the little snake's forehead, and then the little snake "lived".

"Tim Gambit II done."

It was a ten-centimeter-long animal that looked like a snake but not a snake. It had a pair of slender black wings on one-third of its body, and its whole body was covered with fine scales. It had small horns on its forehead, crimson eyes, and sharp teeth.

There is a red cross pattern on the forehead that is exactly the same as Tim Gambit.

The little snake flapped its wings, first rubbed the cheek of the creator Alex obediently, then flew around Kolos twice happily, and finally rushed to Tim Gambi enthusiastically...to bite its tail .

Scared Tim Gambit ran away quickly.

"Just call it 'wine'."

"You didn't dissect Tim while I was away, did you?"

"How come? I like Tim the most, oh hehehehehe..."

"Where do we go next? I'm tired of this place."

"Wherever you want."

"Oh, not following your precious son?"

"...I told you that it's not my son, brat, are you looking for a beating?" Kulos touched the Convict.

"Keko, come on~" Alex pushed up the milk shield.

#Smash it badly, I lose#

#It’s not me saying, everyone here is hot chicken#

Today is also a day of peace~

Time passes day by day, and children grow up day by day.

Alex and Kolos are living a normal life of fighting, fighting, scolding each other, and killing demons in their free time (×).

Alex is in charge of the hustle and bustle.

Kuros was in charge of beating and beating and cursing.

The child who was originally short in stature and had baby fat grew up like a stick.

From a dwarf who was less than the height of Kuros' knees, he grew to be as tall as Kuros' thighs.

Later, it was more like taking hormones, and it grew to the waist of Kulos.

The fighting between them also started from Kuros simply venting his displeasure. The side that exploded the tortoise shell took the initiative to attack, while the other side defended passively.

It turned into one side actively attacking, defending from time to time, and the other side passively defending, firing a gun from time to time to sneak attack.

In the end, the two sides fought in full swing, with both in and out.

#This little bastard is a rapidly growing monster#

#Hello!Is it a demon?Someone is cheating here! #

After growing up a little, Alex became even more dishonest, and ran away from home every three days.

Then they come back with all kinds of "local specialties", which are strange and weird to the extreme from time to time.

There have been wines that smelled great but tasted weird.

Then, he was hunted down by Kuros for a whole day, across three streets.

There have been priceless famous paintings and antiques - the kind that have been lost for a long time.

Then the police came to the door.

There was, a box of delicate beast fur teeth—the extinct kind.

Then, besieged by crazy collectors.

Etc., etc……

Fortunately, Alex also sent normal things to Koulos.

For example, the taste is normal, very rare wine and cigarettes.

For example, exquisite women's jewelry that is convenient for Koros to hook up.

For example, a few holy.

...Why don't you send it back to the Order?No, can holiness come by mail?

...Oh, the order is too dark, I'm afraid of the dark.

...you are lying.

For example, a large sum of money.

The good name is: pension.

Alex said that he was afraid of sitting on the mountain, eating too much and being lazy, not working his limbs, not distinguishing grains, and also likes to hang out, go in and out of the flower street, and the poor (accent) master who likes a luxurious life starved to death by the side of the road.

Later, the two-person line turned into a three-way line.

Alex still runs away from home every day and runs around the world, but in his "souvenirs", there are more things that the kid named "Allen Walker" likes, and there is a sum of money for Allen Pocket money—milk money, that's what Alex said.

Oh, and sometimes he would run away with Allen, only to be caught by an angry Kolos.

This kind of happy and comfortable life, which is not ordinary, continues happily until the beginning of the story