I'll kill you after I finish this game!

Yuzashirou stared coldly at the blood-stained ground around him, unmoved by the witch Rusalka's flirtatious words.

He came here with many like-minded henchmen and thugs, but they were all killed and eaten here.

"It seems this place has also fallen; it wasn't well defended."

Hearing Silang's heavy, cold voice, the witch Rusalka's expression brightened.

"Is this place important to you, young man?"

"I have no obligation to answer you!"

"Wow, that's so cool~~~"

Unperturbed by the sarcastic remarks, and seemingly quite pleased with the roguish charm of Yuzashiro, the witch Rusharka embraced herself and began to writhe her petite body in ecstasy.

Just now, the witch was a little tempted.

It's been a long time since I've hunted, and I seem to be getting a little excited.

"What a lewd woman."

After exchanging only a few words, Yuza Shirou had already grasped the demonic nature of the other party. Somewhat disgusted by the stench emanating from him, he waved his hand.

However, Rusalka didn't dislike a brave man like Yuzashiro. She blinked her alluring eyes and said with a smile:

"I really like capturing a man like you~~"

The witch's tongue traced across the lips, which were now even redder, and she sensed the potential and aptitude of the other's soul.

Isn't this the most suitable item to be collected as a high-quality soul?

If Bey saw this, she would definitely be angry about the vampire's bloodlust.

Yuzashi's wolf soul is powerful, making it a delicious prey for demons.

Rusalka, who still looked quite young, seemed to have found a treasure, and his smile became even more distorted.

P.S.: Update is late, so I'm compensating with a word count increase; 8,500 words updated this time.............

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Chapter Fifty-Six: The Son of the Sun, Beloved by the Priest

"I really enjoy eating the souls of people I like, you look delicious, buddy~~"

The witch Rusalka chuckled as she touched her belly, saying that in that area, or rather, in the deeper recesses, countless souls were wailing.

Her gaze toward Yuza Shirou and Honjo Erii grew increasingly mocking; though they were only half-baked, their souls were of exceptional quality.

"That's truly an honor."

Yuza Shirou remained motionless, a faint smile on his face.

No, actually it didn't move at all.

Because it's impossible to move around at all, the shadow extending from Rusaka's feet has already shut out any options for Shirou to move.

"So, considering the preferential treatment given to handsome guys, do you have any last words?"

Rusalka grinned and pointed to the writhing shadow beneath the immobile Silang's feet, indicating that he could die at any moment.

Just like the shadow-stepping game, this is Rusalka's [Creation] ability.

However, unlike the rule that you must not move if your shadow is stepped on, if you step on her shadow, you are like an insect falling into her palm, at her mercy to be kneaded and slaughtered.

Those corrupted by the Shadow of Rusalka will have all their bodily functions ceased, and can only be devoured while they are conscious.

However, he survived but was turned into prey by the giant snake. In Rusaka's long life, he had never seen anyone laugh like that in such a situation.

That's why I realized the other person was interested in me.

"You little old hag, you're really long-winded. Even promiscuity has its limits."

Erii Honjo, annoyed to hear this guy flirting with Shirou, picked up her pistol and shot him in the head several times.

Although it was completely useless, the attack, which wasn't even as bad as a mosquito bite, was deflected by Rusalka's unconscious energy leakage.

"Well, since you guys are so eager to start, I don't mind~"

The witch yawned boredly, and then the shadows beneath Yuza Shirou and Honjo Erii's feet began to stir.

It was the epitome of shadow and blood, the bone-colored teeth and the shapes between them, like the girl's uncontrollable desires themselves, a monstrous creature that brought untold suffering.

The world that this witch once lived in seems to have taken shape.

"Bang bang bang—!!"

A strange power entered Yuzashiro's gun bullets, and after he fired at the writhing shadows at his feet, a large portion of those shadows that touched the bullets were forcibly eliminated.

Taking advantage of the moment when Honjo Erii aimed her gun at Rusarka, she made the opponent careless and not dodge the useless bullet.

Silang's bullet shot towards Rusalka, and to Rusalka's surprise, the bullet was fired at the speed of light!

If you try to dodge or block, there's something wrong with the bullet in this attack.

But it was too late. Underestimating the teamwork of Yuza Shirou and Honjo Erii made the opponent careless. Even though they tried to dodge and defend, a bullet still hit the opponent's cheek!

"puff--!"

Rusalka's eyes narrowed slightly as he touched his cheek, which had been half-gouged out, leaving only flesh, bones, and teeth exposed.

A surge of insult and anger rushed into his head. He had actually... had actually been injured by these guys!?

"Ugh...you inferior bastard!!!"

With its defenses breached, Rusalka roared sharply, and the writhing shadow, no longer intending to toy with its prey, lunged at the Yuzashi wolf.

“Bang bang bang——!!!”

Yuza Shirou responded to the opponent's expected anger by using the force he had initially borrowed to create walls of bullets.

I glanced at it and saw the Shadow Alien Fangs, which would burn anyone's spirit if they looked directly at them.

Yuza Shirou, who was retreating while holding Honjo Erii, did not immediately use the item that Skadi had given him.

But if you're going to play the part completely, it's not too late to get eaten after you've angered the other party.

So after only a few minutes of resistance, the two were surrounded by Rusalka's cannibalistic shadows.

I wanted to see the two of them in despair and resentment, but Yuza Shirou and Honjo Erii still had smiling faces, showing no emotion whatsoever for people who were about to die.

"Hehe... It seems you're using a power that isn't yours. Even though it's borrowed power, being able to hurt me is enough to make you happy for the rest of your life."

Covering his half-healed face, Rusalka's grim expression reflected his cold, condescending gaze as he looked down at the two figures trapped within a meter-wide radius of his cannibalistic form, with nowhere to escape.

The two of them now resembled prey placed in the gaping maw of a ferocious beast.

If she could, she'd almost like to use her special instruments of torture to give the two of them a good beating.

"That's really terrible."

Yuza Shirou held Honjo Erii in one arm, while the other hand listlessly and boredly picked at his ear. To the witch who wanted to see him despair, he merely gave her a decaying, disgusted look and said:

"It feels so familiar... Sigh, even in this extremely dangerous and certain-death situation, there's still this annoying sense of déjà vu. It seems my senior was right."

"you......"

Rusalka hesitated for a moment. By now, he had already messed up the prey captured by the cannibal more than once.

Many of them went mad, while a few with a strong will begged for forgiveness.

It's not bad to encounter a stubborn person who refuses to beg for mercy; that's part of the fun in her training.

Therefore, this was the first time Yuza Shirou had shown such an attitude; the man in front of him was very calm and not controlled by any emotions.

The reason I've been hesitant until tonight is that I've never encountered this kind of reaction before. I've encountered two such reactions just tonight, which is absolutely strange.

Upon seeing Yuzashiro's expression, the witch Rusalka paused for a moment, her mind uncontrollably conjuring up images of three people.

Melklius, Gray-Enclave, Reinhard Heydrich.

This expression, which only appears on the faces of monsters, has actually appeared on this inferior being.

Does this guy have some other tricks up his sleeve?

In an instant, Rusalka began to search for the possibility that Silang had hidden some hidden tricks, and then immediately drew a conclusion.

—That's impossible. Even if they did get help, it would only be from a weakling.

"Well... goodbye, inferior. I'm a little disappointed."

Having abandoned any thoughts of tormenting her, he only wanted to quickly eliminate the source of her unhappiness.

So the fangs in the shadow moved!

"Pfft——!"

Honjo Erii and Yuzashiro's lips seemed to move slightly, but Rusaka's shadow swallowed everything without a second thought.

After everything was over, Rusalka stood alone, silently staring at the altar that had been opened.

He remained silent and frowned.

It was too easy; neither of the two opposing sides came forward to stop it.

Yuza Shirou and Honjo Erii were hardly any fighting force, and Rusalka was quite displeased with the expressions on their faces when they were finally eaten.

Rusalka could not ignore Yuzashiro's gaze, sharp and cold like a crescent moon piercing his chest.

Sharp, indifferent, and decadent.

It was as if they were mocking her for being useless and looking down on her.

It's like looking down on something insignificant.

This reminded her of those incomprehensible monsters, because Rusalka felt that she could neither win nor escape, so she had no choice but to submit.

What kind of ending will it bring to me if I submit to those two people at the black round table...? Oh, and I hope no one will look at me like that again.

The pursuit, the chase, but what about oneself...? What will the final outcome be?

"Hehe, haha..."

The terrifying memories were interrupted by a twisted laugh, and the witch immediately stopped recalling the unpleasant recollections.

What's wrong with me today? Why am I so restless?