A long time ago, in the northwest of Echodo, there was a mansion area called "Fancho", which was a neighborhood where samurai often gathered. In the depths of the courtyards of those large mansions were woods covering the sky.

Whenever night falls, these woods are even more gloomy, as if they are haunted by ghosts and monsters.

So many strange stories were born.

The day after arriving in Tokyo, Ling Yi and Kusla came to a mansion on Sanfan Street, Chiyo District. Asana, who originally wanted to follow, was forced to stay in the hotel for rest because she was not used to the jet lag and it was not a particularly important matter.

In the area of ​​Fanmachi, Chiyoda District, it has been a high-end residence for high-ranking officials and ministers since the Edo period.

In fact, this place is not too far from the Imperial Palace.

Among the many mixed offices and high-end apartments, there is a foreign house built in the Taisho era.

Although it should be of considerable value from the location, it does not give people a good feeling.

This is because it is not only aging, but also as dark as a haunted house, and there are many suspicious things.

Kusla had already frowned, and glanced around as if she was looking at something dirty.

[Dragon Knights] were originally troops to conquer evil, but in a religious sense, they were not much different from the Knights Templar.

It seemed that something was ominous—I felt an annoying breath.

"After that being said, my lord, why do you have to come to such a place?"

"Because something has to 'please' them."

Without explaining the identity of "they" being, Ling Yi put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the entrance of the mansion.

It takes about two minutes to walk in the yard from the parking lot to the entrance.

"The house is smaller than expected. As the master of the clan of the official history editorial committee, it is a bit simple."

Ling Yi commented while reaching the entrance.

At this time, young men in formal housekeeper uniforms came out to greet them.

Then, I met the owner in the study room deep in the mansion.

"I met for the first time. I am Sayagong Xin. The official compilation committee. The head of the Tokyo branch office, and the second person in the Sayagong family is the head. I don't know that the distinguished guests are here. If you have any negligence, I would like to forgive you."

She wore a white shirt, tie, and men's trousers. Although she was very beautiful, she was far from the image of a poor girl.

Saya Gong Xin greeted the guests from Europe with a graceful smile full of temperament.

"Miss Sayya Palace is polite. She came to the door without saying hello. We should be the ones who are rude."

"Anyway, please sit down for two."

Saya Gong Xin made a gesture to the sofa. Ling Yi and Kusla nodded and sat down.

"Although I don't know what you are important to you, I have something to confirm before that."

Saya Gong Xin spoke first, not knowing what she was scrupulous, and her attitude and wording were very cautious.

"About four days ago, the gods that appeared in the Caucasus Mountains passed away for no reason. Then the Council of Sages issued a formal notice: The seventh God-killing Lord was born. He was a magician from the East. Forgive me for being rude, and the body of the body is the new 'king'."

"As you can see, today the immature godslayers come to visit. Please ask the official history editorial committee for a little bit."

"Don't say that, your arrival will shine brightly. We will do our best to meet your requirements."

These people who are called "the overlords" are monsters that transcend common sense.

No matter how many times I have experienced the Shura field, or just a few days ago, I am still an ordinary citizen.

They are already an incredible existence when they kill God and take away their power.

Techniques and spells, tricks and traps, these things are ineffective against them.

The power taken from God alone can resolve all obstacles in front of them. Therefore, only the compatriots and old enemies, the God who cannot obey them.

Saya Gong Xin deeply understood this point and faced it with awe.

Japan has been named "Sunrise Country" since ancient times. In terms of its long history, there are countless countries in the world that can make it lose their minds.

The mystery, which is closely related to history, develops extremely slowly, briefly and shallowly.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to learn from other countries and turn it into his own.

To this day, Japan has achieved this situation, which is the crystallization of generations of hard work.

But in front of the devil who often destroys cities and crushes human civilization, this is just a castle in the air, something more fragile than glass.

Ah, why did such a troublesome big shot come to you?

Despite her complaining in her heart, Saya Gong Xin had to maintain a friendly and friendly smile.

But Ling Yi's next sentence almost couldn't keep her smile.

"I want to attack the gods of this country, and then gather the witches of Yuan."

Very straightforward request.

It is completely opposite to his previous polite attitude, it is like he is deliberately cheating.

Suddenly, a request that could not be agreed to no matter what.

Saya Gong Xin looked stunned and asked stammered:

"You...you are not kidding."

"Do you think 'The Godslayer wants to trouble the God who cannot follow' is a joke?"

"No, it's not this question! But why did you choose Japan?"

Her voice contained a feeling of indescribable pain.

"Eight million gods sound interesting, doesn't they?"

Ling Yi smiled for granted.

"This...this..."

Eight million gods come from the thoughts of all things having spirits, which is also a characteristic of Japanese mythology.

But now I'm in unexpected trouble because of this feature.

Saya Gong Xin no longer knows what to say.

"What are you hesitating about? I allow you to issue a convening order in my name. Yes, the time will be set for next week."

Ling Yi said slowly.

“…….”

Saya Gong Xin was silent.

This is not the first time that this happened to be gathered by the witches of Yuan.

Three years ago, the devil king who dominated the Balkans also formed associations from major groups in order to summon a famous hero, and the country summoned young witches with good qualifications.

There are less than twenty Japanese witches.

The so-called witch is a "highest witch" born with powerful spiritual vision and cultivated by the shrine.

Summoning God is a very dangerous ritual.

And it is also a violent god of incompetence. It not only has the possibility of exhausting the power of the curse and overdrawing its vitality, but also the risk of being affected by the god of incompetence.

In fact, there were not a few girls who were killed or injured in that incident.

Yuan Wu Nu is a precious asset of Japan. What should she do if there is a mistake?

Moreover, the new demon king is targeting the Japanese gods.

Let the witches who originally served God summon the gods and let the devil kill them one by one - what's the matter?

If this continues, this country will definitely be revenge from God.

Demon King? It is better to ask the saint of Los Angeles to rely on the Demon King to protect Japan.

"Sorry, I can't agree to the request from Yushi. If you feel unhappy, the head of the Shaya Palace family is willing to bear your anger on your own, and at the same time, I beg you to take back your life."

The men's beauty took a step back and half kneeled on the ground, with a respectful tone.

The atmosphere became tense for a moment.

After a while, until cold sweat oozed from Saya Gongxin's forehead, a sigh came from above.

"Since I don't want to cooperate, I have to mess around for a while."

Hearing this, Saya Gong Xin couldn't calm down anymore, and her mood, which had just risen to a glimmer of hope, fell to the bottom completely.

"Okay, my lord, this child is already scared, and you have to stop kidding."

Suddenly, Kusla, who was sitting opposite the sofa, said helplessly.

"Hey, are you my subject?"

Ling Yi said dissatisfiedly.

"As a subject, I am also a knight."

Kusla said with great grace.

"The knight who hooked up with the waiter just now is so bold."

Ling Yi sneered and said with his hands around his chest.

"What...! That's not a hookup. I just can't stand those rich people bullying people casually!"

"Isn't this the truth in the world? Besides, it is also a fact that it wins favor from others."

"The rejection cannot be..."

Seeing the dejected Kusla, Ling Yi showed a winning smile.

He will not suffer any loss any time.

"That...Maybe Yushen is playing with me?"

Saya Gong Xin was silent for a while and said suspiciously.
Chapter completed!