Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 49 Mission: 06-2 Longma
At this moment, the cold winter wind blew across everyone's back.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Mephistopheles smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, that's it—

“This color!”

It exerted force suddenly, and the clay bird in its hand was instantly crushed. Vivid colors overflowed from the yellow clay, passed through the devil's fingers, and dripped onto the floor, seeping into the cracks between the stone bricks.

It was a bright red that was frightening.

Everyone in the room was silent, their expressions solemn. Only Mephistopheles was still playing with the blood-red mud ball in his hand as if showing off.

After a moment, Nero was the first to relax, slowly leaning back in his chair, and breaking the solemn atmosphere, "Perhaps the most suitable place for you to work in this world is a haunted house, demon."

"It's a pity that it doesn't exist in this era." Li Xiang continued.

This lighthearted joke quickly warmed the room. Hernan sighed, looking at the red liquid that had fallen to the ground with a complex expression. "If the latter part of the sentence truly refers to 'sacrifice,' then what kind of existence requires sacrifice?"

"Two possibilities."

Da Vinci appeared in the projection and said, "Unsealing the cave requires some kind of sacrifice, or..."

Holmes continued, "Or perhaps the Demon Pillar is currently sealed within its seal, attempting to achieve some purpose through sacrifice."

"Judging from the current situation, there should be only these two explanations." Da Vinci nodded.

"My hint was useful, wasn't it?" Mephistopheles flipped his hand, and the mud ball that had been oozing red liquid instantly vanished, along with the bloodstains on the ground. It was as if everything before was an illusion.

"Nice trick," Nero said sarcastically.

"As long as you like it." Mephisto responded with an impeccable smile.

The discussion of the mystery came to an end. Everyone waited for Georgos to return and immediately informed her that they would need to explore the area north of the town tomorrow. Then, it was time to rest.

On the fifth day after arriving at the singularity, Ritsuka, still the Master, led the group out of town. However, considering that searching for Heroic Spirits wouldn't require too many people, only Georgos and Hernan remained in the town.

The signs of the plague outbreak were so terrifying that Ritsuka had left two Heroic Spirits capable of detecting and stopping the plague here. On the other hand, if they were to face off against Heroic Spirits, neither Georgos nor Hernan would be as strong as Nero.

Georgos is a standard Paladin, good at breaking evil, protecting, and able to perform simple healing, but lacks offensive means. Hernan is a weather sorcerer, and his frontal combat effectiveness is quite poor after leaving the warship.

In contrast, Nero is capable of fighting any enemy and has sufficient means to fight both one-on-one and group battles, which is perfect for the current stage of collecting intelligence.

Behind the town of Latvinci lay a grazing pasture, connecting the river and the uncultivated grassland. Nero, Ritsuka, and Mephistopheles advanced across this plain, lacking any reference points, constantly adjusting their direction as they went.

As they walked and walked... when Chaldea finally detected the movements of the heroic spirits, the sound of hurried iron hooves followed.

"The enemy is rapidly approaching!" Mash warned. "Based on the current situation, it's likely a Cavalry-class Heroic Spirit!"

As she reminded me, each class has its own unique characteristics. Even the same Heroic Spirit will appear different when manifesting in different classes. For example, a Swordsman's basic abilities are often enhanced, while an Archer often possesses extraordinary Noble Phantasms.

As for the cavalry—normally, only cavalry would appear with their mounts, chariots, warships, and other belongings. Hernan, summoned to the sea, appeared with her ship, a typical "abnormality." The curse she bore that caused her ship to run aground might also be related to this.

The sound of iron hooves gradually approached, and Mashu's voice rang out again, with a hint of surprise in it: "Wait, there's another Heroic Spirit's reaction!"

"Ahhhhhhh, get out of the way!" In the blink of an eye, a strange white chariot, pulled by a horse covered in strong armor and with an indistinct coat color, galloped past the three people and ran away in the blink of an eye.

"and many more!"

A moment later, the heroic spirit that had been chasing the chariot appeared before them. It was a young girl dressed as a shrine maiden, carrying a naginata nearly as tall as herself, and driving a pitch-black wooden horse, also galloping across the grassland.

"Listen to me, Lord Echigo-no-Ryu!"

At this moment, Ritsuka's eyes fixed, and she immediately shouted, "Ms. Nero, please ask her to stop!"

"Simple."

There was no need to draw the Yama Blade. Nero shook off Echidna, and the Serpent Blade transformed into a dense sword net at low altitude, instantly reducing the wooden puppet horse to smithereens.

The girl on the horse was sent flying with a whoosh and landed on the grass with a thud. However, not even the threads of her clothes were damaged.

Ritsuka gave Nero a thumbs up. Nero thought about it and returned the thumbs up.

"I can't believe it!"

After a moment, the witch stood up and brushed off the grass debris on her body. With obvious anger, she stood in front of the three people and said, "Who on earth would sneak up on a beautiful girl we just met and make us fall so miserably?!"

"It's the Master of Chaldea." Nero answered immediately.

"He's the Master of Chaldea," Mephisto agreed.

"I'm sorry, but I can't think of any other way to get you to stop and talk to us."

After hearing Ritsuka's answer, the resentment on the miko's face dissipated slightly. She looked at Ritsuka, put the naginata she had just picked up on the ground, and said with one hand on her waist, "Huh~ So you are the Master of Chaldea."

"Yes, this witch..."

"I am Izumo Okuni."

Izumo Okuni, a famous beauty during the Warring States Period in Japan, is considered the founder of Kabuki art.

However, what Ritsuka was really concerned about was the other party's suspected identity as a miko. As an ancient clergyman, regarding sacrifices, about sealing... Ritsuka had many things he wanted to ask her.

"I want to ask..."

As a result, Ritsuka was interrupted as soon as she opened her mouth. Izumo Akuni looked at her with displeasure and said, "Compared to this, how are you going to compensate us?"

Li Xiang was stunned: "Compensation?"

If you're referring to that horse, as it's an obvious product of mechanical engineering, it should be easy to make again, right?
Ah Guo nodded and pointed in the direction of the other Heroic Spirit's escape: "It's all your fault. Now we can't get the autograph of Lord Echigo no Ryu!"

Nero looked at the receding wheel tracks, and a black line appeared on his forehead.

(End of this chapter)