Grass, this is not right everyday

The maid seemed aware of the fact that killing Jock would be an impossible task.Coupled with the gradual recovery from the initial embarrassment, the maid quickly calmed down.

"Cough, I'm sorry." The maid quickly recovered her style and demeanor, "My name is Izaya Sakuya, and I am also the head maid of this mansion. May I ask why you are here?"

"Izayoi? Your surname should be Brando." Jock still didn't give up his trash talk, so Izayo Sakuya gave Jock a calm look.

"Please don't continue to post such rotten memes, please be decent." Izaya Sakuya used iron-walled rationality and indifferent etiquette, hoping to make Jock realize that his behavior was meaningless.

Izaya Sakuya has no flaws!Always perfect and unrestrained, how can it be unbearable because of a few trash talks?It's ridiculous!

"Does that Hong Meiling outside know that you are studying the scenes in the comics?" Joker continued to ask, obviously the head maid did not expect this one from Joker, "Can you tell me how many people you have moved down the stairs?"

"Are you that unlucky reporter from Youkai Mountain!" Izaya Sakuya broke the defense before Jock, "Stop asking such inexplicable questions, how can you forget what you saw? !"

"Um..."

Having said that, Jock carefully looked at Sakuya Izayoi.

The crisp silver short hair, black knee socks and skirt form an absolute alluring field, with a good face and a European style that looks full of weight.

Facing such a woman, what else could Jock ask for?

"You do me a wryyyy pose."

Of course, let her learn JOJO.

Good-looking women are everywhere, but where to find a woman who can pose and who happens to be able to pause time.

"Hmm...!" The head maid seemed a little hesitant, but it was only a little hesitation, and even more excitement could be seen from her blue eyes.

This has always been her secret hobby, and sometimes she hides in the room after a time-out when she is too stressed to vent her stress by posing and saying famous lines.

But it was the first time that someone else asked me to do this pose.

How are you going to do it?

"Let's say it first, if you go back on your word, I will kill you even if I spend the rest of my life." Izaya Sakuya gritted his teeth, and finally decided to do it, "As long as I do it, you will forget everything, right. "

"Yeah, I will, I will forget everything." Joker said so, but he let Xiao Ren hide aside and secretly took out the camera.

"...Well, I hope you mean what you say." Although Sakuya's expression didn't change much, he still became nervous, "Then, don't be in the corridor, go to my room first..."

Just like that, Izayo Sakuya brought Jock to his room as if he was about to do something extraordinary.

In all fairness, Izayoi's room is quite large, but the overall painting style of the room seems to be different from that of the whole mansion, giving people a more refreshing and neat feeling.

"I'm making sure, as long as I do it, you'll forget it, right?"

"Yeah, hurry up."

Jock has already begun to urge him impatiently. Although the posture is beautiful, it is more interesting to see people embarrassed.

The similar feeling is probably more similar to watching women's clothing. It's not that I like watching pictures with hot eyes, but being forced to do things that people don't want to do. It's really very pleasant.

"Hiss~huh." Izaya Sakuya took a deep breath, "Then——"

"Wryyyyyyyy——!!!"

Click.

Izaya Sakuya quickly looked at Jock.

But Jock just looked at Izayoi with admiration, and even clapped his hands.

"Did you hear the sound of the camera shutter?" Izayoi asked.

"What camera, I'm the only one here." Joker said nonchalantly, hinting to Shinobu to disappear quickly.

Izayo Sakuya's doubts did not disappear, she looked towards the door of the room with some anxiety, and saw a familiar figure at the door, staring at her dumbfounded.

"Miss Sakuya... you—"

Hong Meiling was dumbfounded, pointing slightly trembling at the handsome and handsome Izayoi Sakuya in her mind.

"You, you—" Hong Meiling was so shocked that she couldn't speak, she kept pointing at Sakuya Izayoi.

Izaya Sakuya's eyes gradually became hollow, and she almost sat on the ground. If she hadn't grabbed Jock's clothes in time, she might have fallen to her knees on the spot.

"Ahh..." Sakuya Shizaya looked at Hong Meiling with blank eyes, "Meiling, you can't blame me for being cruel now, I can only kill you. Wait until I kill you. After killing you two, I will kill myself."

Izaya Sakuya silently grabbed the throwing knife and walked slowly towards Hong Meiling.

"Your posture just now was really handsome!" Hong Meiling finally spoke the second half of the sentence.

I don't know if it's an offensive or a desire to survive.

In short, Hong Meiling seemed to have saved her life.

What a delightful congratulations!

46. ​​Devil's Son

The world beyond Gensokyo.

Before dawn, Jock took advantage of the last twilight to add extra work to the response department.

The crucible sword flew out of the bombardment at the speed of the third universe and flew towards the boundless universe, but the traces it left on the earth before it left still need someone to clean it up.

The mountain peak that was easily pierced by the magic cauldron with three stages of charging left behind a lot of stench from hell. If it is ignored, a door leading to hell may be born in the place heavily polluted by hell.

This is a serious security crisis, and the response department must go to deal with it immediately.

Soon, the Response Section of Nara County dispatched its staff quickly. Although all matters related to Jock were raised several priorities, it took the Nara County branch with tight resources all morning to arrive at the scene of the incident. .

It was already past noon when we arrived at the top of the mountain that Jock penetrated.

The sun, who doesn't know how to read words and colors, doesn't care how humid the forest that was exposed to the sun after raining in the middle of the night last night will be.

A group of three people were wearing the patrol uniforms of the Response Section. Although the uniforms were windproof and waterproof, they did not emit heat.

When the sweaty, thirsty and tired three people really came to the top of the mountain, they found that someone had already arrived here in advance.

"Uh, has the headquarters sent someone?" One of the exorcist officers wearing glasses scratched his hair.

The other two exorcist officers from the Response Division shrugged, saying that they did not know.

The man kneeling on the ground in front of them had white hair and looked about 40 years old. The years had left marks on his face, but he still couldn't fade his handsomeness.

Well-dressed, with a dark blue coat beside him.Elegant in manner, he carries a tachi with a white handle by his side.

Kneeling on his knees, he patiently inspected the land scorched by the power of hell.

One morning has passed since the incident, and it has been washed by rain, but the scorched land of hell still exudes disturbing heat.With a stench, it seems that the land here has been connected with something ominous.

The three exorcists looked at each other, and the leading exorcist stepped forward to ask. Just as he was about to speak, the white-haired man half kneeling on the ground suddenly opened his mouth in advance.

"What time is it?"

"what?"

"The specific time, the specific time when this place was burnt."

Only then did the exorcist realize that he was asking himself.

"Uh, just this morning." The exorcist replied truthfully.

The white-haired man nodded, without further questioning, he looked in the direction of the three exorcists.

After a few seconds, the three of them suddenly realized that he was not looking at the three of them, but somewhere behind them.

"What's there?" the white-haired man asked again.

"Over there?" The exorcist looked in the direction of the white-haired man's finger, "Over there is a temple that has been abandoned for a long time. We have been doing regular patrols. confession."

The exorcist specially emphasized the "account from above", reminding the man in front of him that he was not responsible.

But the white-haired man didn't respond to this. Either he already had someone to take the blame, or he was completely indifferent to this matter, but no matter what, at least it had nothing to do with the three people who came to inspect now.

This reassured the exorcist a lot, at least this time the higher ups didn't send any single-minded psychopaths.

To be reasonable, this exorcist understands that the elites in the headquarters always demand perfection in their conduct, and if he has the same salary as the elites in the headquarters, he will demand the same.

The white-haired man looked into the distance, which should be the direction of the attack.

No one knew why Jock wanted to give a mountain all of a sudden. Anyway, masters always have such and such stinking problems, and this guy who was difficult to deal with before he became famous can be regarded as notorious, and everyone is used to it.

"Hi, I said—"

The exorcist discussed with his colleagues, and decided to discuss with the elite from the headquarters. Let him handle the matter of Joker. Can Nara only be responsible for this trace of hell.

But just when the exorcist was about to ask the "elite from the headquarters", he found that he had disappeared without a trace, apparently left the three of them where they were, and had no intention of discussing with them at all.

"Elite from the headquarters, tsk." The leading eye exorcist cursed and turned around to complete the real goal of the trip.

They just want to get it over with and get back down the mountain to get something to eat or something.

"Speaking of which, has the headquarters notified before that there is support?" Another exorcist was suddenly a little confused.

"Hmph, who knows, anyway, things related to Jock are big things."

"It is said that the Chief Section Chief had an affair with that Leviathan. I don't know if it is true."

The three big men exchanged the gossip they had heard, and chatted in the breeze on the top of the mountain, and soon forgot about the previous elite.

Obviously, this white-haired middle-aged man is not some "elite from the headquarters".

His name is Virgil.

Virgil, no last name.

The legendary magic swordsman, the son of Sparta.

He sensed the far east, and there was an aura he had never seen before. Although this aura also came from hell, it was even more violent and ferocious.

It was just a moment of curiosity, but after seeing the wreckage on the top of the mountain, Virgil changed a little.

"What power is this?"

Virgil came to the dilapidated shrine, squatted down with great interest, and pulled out a few burnt weeds.

He has never seen this kind of thing before, what kind of power is it, so violent and extremely destructive, but it just "gentlely" burnt a few weeds, but did not hurt the surroundings at all.

It must be a powerful demon, and he must have been here, the whole neighborhood smells of him.

But the strange place is also here, it seems that all the clues have disappeared here, as if how could a demon with such a powerful force disappear without a trace?

There must be some secrets in this shrine.

Virgil calmed down and slowly inspected the deserted shrine.

However, if the cultural desert of Jock can successfully find the existence of the enchantment through instinct, Virgil is of course even more so.

He quickly noticed that there seemed to be some enchantment covering the surroundings, completely covering the shrine, forming a passage-like place.

Something needs to be done to activate this passage, but Virgil does not intend to go through such primitive methods.

He pulled out the Taidao in his hand, held his breath, and stared blankly ahead.

Unlike Jock who wanted to blow up the entire mountain, Virgil swung the sword lightly and drew a cross in the air.

47. Big Library

The seemingly gentle slash seems to cut a hole in the space.

A passage appeared in front of Virgil's eyes. On the other side of the passage was also a shrine, and the building was almost exactly the same as here.

The difference is that the shrine at the other end of the passage is obviously taken care of.It is completely different from the shrine here, which is completely covered by the shadows of countless trees, with weeds growing everywhere and piled up with rotting fallen leaves.

Virgil walks down the passage to the shrine at the other end.

The passage behind him disappeared quickly. After all, it was just a temporary passage built on the barrier.

"Well, it's not bad here."

The shrine on this side of the passage was fairly clean, the trees were neatly trimmed, and there were no weeds on the ground. There was a warehouse behind the shrine, and there was a well next to it.

After coming to this side of the barrier, Virgil quickly felt the unique and destructive source of power.

It's not a special object-finding skill, but a special induction from the blood.

At this time, the Scarlet Devil Mansion——

Jock, Hong Meiling and Izaya Sakuya were drinking black tea and reading manga.

Izayoi Sakuya is worthy of being the head maid of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, the black tea brewed can be smelled even from far away, taking a sip, the refreshing tea makes people calm down unconsciously.