Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

Viola's smile vanished completely: "Why weren't you affected?"

What impact will it have?

Hiromi looked at her, his eyes icy: "Your voice? I've heard worse in court."

"The cries and shouts from the defendant's dock, and the curses from the audience, have a more penetrating power than your voice."

He stared directly into Viola's eyes: "They have more emotion in their voices than you do."

Viola didn't say anything more, twirled her twin swords in her hands, and charged out.

Close combat.

Hiromi Higurashi's gavel lengthened in his hand as he sidestepped the first blow.

"clang!"

The gavel, though made of wood, made a metallic sound when it struck the blade, producing sparks.

Even when her first strike missed, she wasn't in a hurry; she slashed upwards with her next strike.

The car took a half step back, the tip of the knife grazing the hem of the suit jacket, making a cut.

This woman wasn't fast, but her knife strikes were very steady, making it difficult for anyone to find a good opportunity to counterattack.

She attacked with her two knives in alternating attacks, without any pause.

Riche Kuanjian blocked several blows, each one forcing him to take a step back.

Despite being suppressed, Riche showed no sign of anxiety on his face.

Since we can't find a good opportunity, let's continue to wait.

As a lawyer, he has no shortage of patience.

"Pfft."

Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, Viola slashed his forearm with a knife.

Blood gushed out, staining the sleeves of his suit jacket red.

Chapter 182 Domain Expansion

Hiromi Nichisha looked down at the injury on his hand.

Although there was bleeding, it wasn't a big deal.

He moved back a few steps, trying to create some distance.

But Viola followed closely behind, and something exploded at his feet.

Hiroshi Nichisha had no choice but to sidestep, causing his movement to become distorted.

Taking advantage of the moment he dodged, he slashed at him again.

Hiroshi Riche's eyes narrowed, and his gavel flew through the air, not only becoming longer but also softer.

The gavel struck Viola relentlessly like a whip.

Then the car struck hard, sending her flying several meters away, successfully creating distance between them.

The little deer stood in the distance, its tiny hands gripping the iron bar tightly without anyone noticing.

"He can't hold on any longer."

"Um."

"Then I'll go."

"and many more."

The deer was stopped by Mashiro and turned around to glare at her.

"Are you still going to wait? He'll die after a few more stabs."

“Look into his eyes.”

The deer paused for a moment, then followed Mashiro's gaze.

Hiromi Hinoki's posture was no longer as straight as before, and his chest was heaving violently.

Blood was flowing from his wound, but his gaze towards Viola remained unwavering.

I've seen that look in your eyes before, on Mashiro, and on Itadori.

I've even seen it on myself.

"He hasn't lost yet."

Mashiro crossed her arms and said, "He's only temporarily at a disadvantage, you should understand."

"..."

The deer didn't say anything, but its body slowly relaxed.

"He couldn't even fall for her charm. That woman has been trying to influence him with magic ever since she appeared, but he hasn't listened to a word she said."

Mashiro paused for a moment, then continued, "If we intervene now, he won't be grateful; he might even treat us as enemies."

The little deer was silent for a few seconds, then nodded gently.

She naturally understood this and didn't want others to interfere in her battle.

On the battlefield, Viola also discovered the problem.

Her charm had no effect on this man.

She has met many people: sorcerers, seasoned veterans, and experts who have seen life and death many times. No one is completely unaffected by her.

But the man in the suit kept his attention on her the whole time.

But even though I was looking at her, it felt like I was looking at something else through her.

This feeling made her uneasy and also fueled her anger.

"Since you're not willing to die obediently, then I'll slice you into pieces, piece by piece!"

She shouted and brought both swords down at the same time, the tips aimed at Hiromi's chest.

Hiromi Nichisha tried to dodge, but his injured body slowed his movements.

The knife tip slashed at his chest, tearing open his skin and flesh, and blood gushed out, staining half of his shirt red.

He groaned, stumbled back two steps, and landed on one knee.

Viola didn't stop; she immediately followed up, raising her twin swords high, ready to deliver the final blow.

Deer suddenly turned to look at Mashiro: "If we don't save her now, she'll really die!"

Mashiro's hand was already gripping the hilt of Murasame's sword. Without answering, she had already half-drawn her sword.

Viola suddenly felt a chill down her spine, as if something terrifying was watching her.

Her movements slowed slightly, but she gritted her teeth.

Even if she dies after killing him, she will still wield this blade!

But at that moment, a huge surge of magical power erupted from Hiromi Hiraka's body.

The air around his body began to distort, the dust on the ground was shaken away by an invisible force, and a dark barrier unfolded from beneath his feet.

Mashiro's hand, which was about to draw her sword, stopped.

"This is......"

The little deer sensed it too; her eyes widened, and Hiromi's figure was reflected in her azure pupils.

"The domain expands?"

She exclaimed in surprise, her tone seemingly tinged with envy: "He actually awakened his domain during the battle?"

Viola sensed it too, and the expression on her face changed from fierce to surprised and suspicious.

She wanted to keep chopping, but she couldn't move at all.

She could only stare blankly as Hiromi Hitsugaya stood up, watched his blood drip onto the ground, and watched the gavel rise in his hand.

"Playing tricks!"

Viola used all her strength to regain control of her body and slashed at him with her sword.

Seeing that Hiroshi didn't dodge, he simply raised his gavel and gently struck it down.

"The domain expands, [to be executed and punished to death]."

"Dong dong!"

The dark wooden flooring stretched from the car's width underfoot, covering the road surface and extending all the way to Viola's feet.

A makeshift courthouse emerged and swallowed him and Viola whole.

"Violence is forbidden here, including you and me."

Hiromi Hiraka pushed Viola's knife away and spoke.

"what?"

Viola was stunned for a moment, and then she was teleported to the defendant's seat.

The judge emerged from behind Hiromi Hitsugaya, his sewn-on eyes lowered.

It opened its mouth and began to speak.

"The defendant, Viola, is 22 years old and hails from Tokyo."

The judge lowered his head.

"During the Death Return, they organized and participated in the systematic torture and killing of non-magic swimmers, with 23 victims, 11 of whom were executed after surrendering."

"What did you say?"

Viola was startled. How could a shikigami know all this?

She was about to speak in her defense, but looking at the judge's face with his eyes sewn shut, she couldn't utter a sound.

She could feel this domain suppressing everything about her, and she couldn't even utter a word of rebuttal.