I love time travel the most!

Berrick asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"People who don't know."

"Hmm... Alright, let them come to see me."

He casually waved his hand, already displaying an attitude of being the cult leader.

however--

“I don’t really like the word ‘visit’ because it’s usually used when a person of lower rank meets a person of higher rank. You should say ‘visit’ or ‘You’ve graced us with your presence’.”

Before his servants could summon him, the uninvited guest had already barged into his palace.

The leader looked somewhat young, with a smile that inexplicably made him uneasy, while the two men and two women behind him exuded the aura of powerful figures.

Of course, it was also the bloodstains on their bodies that made them look intimidating.

Berrick frowned angrily and demanded, "Who are you, and why are you trespassing on my palace?!"

Dignity increases with promotion.

He was, after all, the cult leader's assistant. If just a few random people could easily break in, what face would he have left?

Berrick shouted, "Guards? Where are the guards?!"

"Lord Berwick...the people in the palace have all been killed."

The servant who came to report stammered out these words, which explained why he had been so flustered since earlier.

But Berrick wasn't nervous, because he still had a trump card, and he asked again:

"Who the hell are you?"

This time, the tone was no longer accusatory, and it finally showed that he was taking them seriously.

"Um... Shall I introduce myself?"

Xiaolin stroked his chin, pretending to think, and said, "You can call me Xiaolin. As for my identity... I'm the goddess's representative. What do you think of that title?"

"An agent of the goddess?"

Berrick was slightly taken aback when he heard this, but then burst into laughter again.

"Hahaha—, he actually claims to be the goddess's representative, he actually claims to be her representative?! Hahahahahaha—"

The laughter grew louder and more rampant.

The beauties leaning in his arms also laughed and joked, as if watching an arrogant and conceited clown.

But that's right.

If someone comes up to you and says they're a god, you'll definitely think they're crazy.

In particular, the clergyman Berrick knew that there was no God!

"If there is a God, I would have been punished by God long ago! You actually claim to be the representative of the goddess. I thought you were someone important, but now it seems you're just a crazy idiot."

Berrick suddenly waved his hand dismissively.

Just as he was about to ask the others to leave, he suddenly saw the alluring Hill and the pretty Liu Zi, and a wicked lust arose in his heart.

“You have offended me, and generally speaking, I would never forgive you. But…”

Berrick pointed at the two women, licked his lips, and said, "If you leave these two behind, I'll be generous and let the rest of you go."

Berwick seemed unaware of the gravity of the situation. He snapped his fingers lightly, and instantly four people in strange poses appeared in front of him, seemingly intending to protect him.

"These are the four demons of the Imperial Fist Temple, specially sent by the capital to protect me, so that I can control the embodiment of the cult's violence."

He looked smug, as if victory was assured.

Yes, that's what low-level villains are like.

Kobayashi scratched his head in frustration: "Ugh, I can't hear you! It's so annoying, grasshoppers keep jumping out! Ryuzu, I'm leaving it to you."

"Yes, I will follow Lord Kobayashi's orders."

Liu Zi respectfully lifted her skirt and bowed slightly, but she also said with a sharp tongue, "However, Lord Kobayashi, haven't you been relying on me more and more lately?"

"Sorry, did I annoy you?"

"No, this is exactly what I've been hoping for. Please make good use of me in the future."

Hopefully she was referring to the combat aspect, and not that aspect.

"That's fine too."

Ryuko seemed to see through his thoughts and said she would accept everything about Kobayashi.

"Ahem, this is it..."

Xiaolin felt extremely embarrassed under the teasing gazes of the others.

Berrick was somewhat displeased and said coldly, "The only time we can joke around is now. Rakshasa Four Demons, get them!"

"........."

"Rakshasa Four Demons, what are you waiting for? Start now! Rakshasa Four Demons?!"

Berrick glared at the four motionless men in front of him. He hadn't expected his orders to be ineffective. If they disobeyed in front of outsiders, wouldn't that be an even bigger embarrassment to him?

"Started? No, it's already over."

"What nonsense are you spouting...?!"

Before Berwick could give another order, blood lines began to appear on the bodies of the four Rakshasa demons. Then, with a whoosh, their limbs were scattered on the ground.

Large amounts of bright red liquid soaked the white wool blanket, creating a shockingly bloody scene.

"ah----!!!"

The beauties nestled in his arms screamed in terror at the sight, causing Berrick to lose his hearing and his mind to go blank.

I don't know if I was startled by the screams or terrified by the bloody mess in front of me.

"No matter how many times I watch it, I still think it's exaggerated."

Brand couldn't help but give Ryuu a thumbs up, a sign of great praise.

Riva swallowed hard, unable to resist comparing, "Even my master couldn't achieve the ability to transcend time."

Esdeath hasn't encountered Tatsumi yet, nor has she developed the new technique that freezes time—【Makabotomo】—to try and keep Tatsumi in check.

Therefore, right now, Kobayashi is the strongest individual!

Berrick couldn't accept this fact.

The beauties in his arms scattered and fled, and Berwick fell off the luxurious, soft chaise lounge. He still couldn't believe it was real.

But the pungent smell of blood and the realistic feel of it told him that this was definitely not fake.

"No, no way! In an instant, just an instant... They've even killed Teigu users before, and they were gone in an instant...!"

"That's right, it was just a moment."

It seemed as if they were trying to give him a bigger blow, or perhaps they were trying to curry favor.

Liu Zi gently tilted her head back and said, "I completed the task the instant Lord Kobayashi gave the order."

"That's amazing."

Xiaolin affectionately patted her little head.

Then he walked toward the panicked Berrick, who had fallen to the ground and was backing away, until he stopped leaning against the goalpost.

"Is there anything else you want to say now?"

"No, don't kill me! Please don't kill me!" Berrick shook his head in fear, pleading loudly, "Whether it's money, people, or status, I can give you anything, I can satisfy all your desires! Please, don't kill me! Please!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaolin shouted, "Foolish! Even if I kill you, all of this will still be mine!"

"Ah, ah...no, no! Please!"

Berrick was crying and snot flying everywhere.

His humble, kneeling pleas for mercy were a far cry from his earlier arrogant and domineering attitude.

It seems that Liu Zi's impact on him was too strong, instantly revealing his trump cards and causing his psychological defenses to collapse.

"It seems you don't have any other tricks up your sleeve."

Kobayashi slowly extended his hand to him.

Despite Berrick's frantic attempts to dodge and beg for mercy, his hand remained pressed against Berrick's chest.

One scoop.

A bright red, beating heart was dug out.

"Tsk."

Kobayashi clicked his tongue softly in annoyance when he saw it.

Berrick stared blankly at the beating heart in Kobayashi's hand.

He knew that was his heart.

"My heart...mine! My, my heart...that's my heart...my..."

He reached out to try and take it back.

Without the heart's blood and oxygen supply, the body gradually lost strength, and consciousness gradually became blurred.

In a daze, he heard this sentence.

"Indeed, even the darkest person has a red heart. Sometimes God really is unfair."

3000 words. There will be another update this afternoon, so stay tuned!

Chapter 59: A Few Heartfelt Words

The human body is very robust; even with missing limbs, one can survive with proper treatment. However, the human body is also very fragile; without vital organs, one will die immediately.

For example, the heart.

"My heart...my heart...!"