Inner Destroyer

　Elaine said this and gestured to Qi Xing at the old Irish Celtic Wolf Lord beside him. Hey, they could also be werewolf warriors serving the Supreme King Jesus. Don't underestimate how many strange variations of Christianity have emerged in the past two thousand years!

　"For a long time, the Vatican thought this matter was nothing special and didn't need to be concerned... until something strange suddenly happened in the last ten years."

　ten years ago?

　Qi Xing couldn't help but frowned: "What's strange?"

　"In that village—"New Village"—there was a child who, at the age of seven, was able to kill the great Yamauba monster. He was also from the village's head family, the Jingo family."

　"There's no one with the surname 'Shilai' anymore in Xinxiang Village. But the 'Jinhu' family is said to be the direct descendants of Christ, as local legend has it."

　In addition, Elaine added that the Japanese pronunciations of "Jin Go" and "Shin Go" are the same, but there is a difference in the way the Chinese characters are written.

　Alas, a seven-year-old kid who can kill big monsters.

　Although the big demon is not as powerful as the big devil, it is definitely not a weakling.

　Qi Xing looked at Elaine, then at the silent old Wolf Lord sitting next to him, and finally complained: "It's been ten years now, and the person is seventeen years old, and the Vatican only just thought of checking him out?"

　"Well, that's not how it works."

　Elaine, who had recently been gradually rising through the ranks of the Holy See, shrank back in embarrassment;

　"This kind of thing... First of all, whether it's acknowledged or not, it's a huge loss for the Vatican. It's better to just let it sit there and deal with it coldly."

　Qi Xing wasn't a complete political idiot after all. After a moment's pause, he realized what was happening. But he still felt a little uncomfortable. "Admit it, you really can't just admit it casually. I understand that. But why don't you send an expert to examine it?"

　Of course, it is impossible to publicly admit it, which is obvious. As for why the Vatican did not publicly deny it - wouldn't it chill the hearts of Japanese Christians if the Vatican publicly denied it? Any Pope with a little bit of common sense can understand this.

　"How? Send it secretly?"

　Elaine explained weakly,

　"Privately sending supernatural experts to sneak into Japan is a private slap in the face of the Japanese government; publicly sending experts to investigate is a public slap in the face of the Japanese."

　"That 'Christ's Tomb' is a project of the Japan National Tourism Organization. It's the 21st century now, and destroying someone's financial resources is like killing their parents. The church certainly doesn't want to do that."

　Qi Xing was speechless after hearing this.

　It must be admitted that Elaine, as an apprentice, is better at handling these political relationships than her master Amos, and is much more adept at it.

　"These are just secular political issues. There are also issues of the supernatural world."

　"Over the past ten years, that child has grown stronger and stronger. At only seventeen, he's already the guardian of the North Land in Japan's occult community. In the blink of an eye, he's already become a pivotal figure in Japan's occult defense. Wouldn't it seem malicious that the Vatican sent someone to examine him at this time?"

　"Furthermore, if it's a force of good, it's fine. But if it's truly a powerful dark force like the Silver Coin, the people sent to investigate might be brainwashed and bewitched. How can we be sure the investigators can judge and discern such a powerful force?"

　Well, that's true.

　Qi Xing finally understood. While the Vatican was vast and powerful, its righteous leadership literally spanning the entire globe, they still needed a lot of personnel. Even including Father Amos, experts who could guarantee a lifeline against a single blow from a "Silver Messenger" were still too few. The Papal Council had to carefully manage every high-value card they played.

　Until now.

　Qi Xing is not the card of the Holy See. But he is indeed a hireable hero with a terrifyingly high cost-effectiveness.

　He wasn't a member of the Vatican, didn't represent its stance, and wasn't even a Catholic. If the child of the "God of War" family truly possessed something divine, the Vatican could simply continue to play dumb. If the child was possessed by some dark force, they could simply leave the problem to "Rep Master."

　The Japanese government is complaining? That's none of our Vatican's business! Go complain to someone like "Rep Master" about a human-sized earthquake and tsunami.

　Qi Xing wasn't stupid after all. Once he figured this out, he found it a bit amusing—using him was fine, but he didn't really have any objections. If that kid really was the "Silver Coin Messenger," then it would be a boon for Qi Xing.

　Anyway, he didn't have any information about other "silver coins" at the moment. It would take a lot of running around to find them.

　"Wolf Lord."

　He turned to the silent Old Wolf beside him and asked, "I understand the Vatican has political troubles. Why didn't you go check out the situation first?"

　"I

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　Although I look down on those people in the Vatican, I still have to give them the most basic respect."

　The old wolf warrior responded with a hoarse and low voice,

　"The Vatican had no intention of publicly addressing this matter before, and it was not convenient for me to go."

　"Besides, we Fenian warriors are vassals of the High King of Heaven. If that child is truly a 'descendant of God,' he would be our young master."

　When he said this, an extremely serious expression appeared on his weathered and hard face.

　"This is a serious matter. If the church doesn't intervene, then I won't intervene."

　"After all, if a student disowns his teacher three times, it can be forgiven. But if a subject recognizes the wrong master, it will be a disaster."

　As soon as these words came out, not only Qi Xing, but even Elaine next to him was speechless.

　This old wolf usually looked aloof and aloof, like a barbarian warrior. But in reality, he was much more astute than her erratic master, Amos. He knew when the church would tolerate him jumping, but Father Amos always had trouble figuring it out.

　Noticing the expressions of Qi Xing and Yilian, Lao Lang finally smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

　Wolves are very cunning animals. Why did this old wolf refuse to attend the last meeting? The first reason was, of course, that he despised these political struggle sessions. The second reason was that he knew that if he went, Father Amos, that fool, would definitely criticize him as well.

　So he simply treated the order of the Pope's Privy Council as waste paper and went directly to Northern Europe to suppress the Nazis.

　After all, the Wolf Brotherhood and the Fenian Warriors were like God's "vassals." As long as he used the trivial matter of "official business" as a token of authority, the "outside ministers" of the Vatican would be unable to say anything.

　"Pfft, hahaha!"

　After figuring out the key points, Qi Xing couldn't help but burst out laughing.

　"Okay, okay, you opportunistic guys. I'll accompany you. After all, I do have an interest."

　If there really were "silver coins", Qi Xing would of course have to find a way to collect them.

　"Thank you, Master Leipu."

　Lao Lang nodded solemnly, then handed over a document, which was obviously a long-planned plan.

　"This is the child's file. If you are interested, you can take a look at it first."

　Qi Xing was indeed interested. He took the file. Fortunately, it was written in English and Japanese, so he could understand it directly.

　"Name: Shenhu Rin"

　"Age: 17"

　"Gender: Female"

　In the new village, the shrine maiden has been responsible for holding the "Christ Festival" since ancient times. She is responsible for offering sacrifices to the ancestral son and is also the heir to the Jingo family.

　In addition to attending high school, he also serves as the guardian of the North Land in charge of Japan's supernatural affairs. His management area includes Tohoku and Hokkaido, and he is one of the strongest people in Japan's supernatural world.

　This "descendant of God" is actually... no, I should say, as expected, a girl.

　-

　After the Wolf Lord left the mansion, Qi Xing really started to complain.

　"A seventeen-year-old high school girl is one of the strongest in Japan... Ah, never mind. I won't complain about this."

　Qi Xing scratched his head.

　"Compared to her, Tsukimiya Lan—and Magical Girl Artemina, who's stronger?"

　This question, of course, left Elaine somewhat perplexed. "Battle data is just battle data. No one knows until they actually fight... But if you ask me, the difference between the magical girl and Kamigorin... is at least as great as the difference between Father Amos and Captain Gwendolyn."

　Amazing! She's only seventeen years old? Could that little girl actually reach the master or grandmaster level?

　But then again, in this ridiculous pornographic world, there are many powerful young women.

　Qi Xing nodded, already understanding.

　"By the way, Elaine, you don't seem to be a nun anymore?"

　he asked again.

　Of course, Elaine's face immediately turned red when she asked this question.

　"Yes. From today on, I officially become a 'Deaconess.' With my promotion to the rank of Assistant Priestess, I can now perform more mystical rituals, but my primary responsibility remains the same as before, serving as your assistant... and since my custom-made combat uniform isn't ready yet, I'll need to continue wearing my exorcist's clothing for now."

　good.

　A month later, Elaine finally became a deaconess, a "marriageable priest." Qi Xing should have been lamenting the sudden arrival of a new event at this very moment—but now that the information about the "silver coin" had arrived, he was surprised to discover that the allure of greater power might indeed be more alluring than lust.

　This is terrible. This mentality is really bad. Maybe Qi Xing should reflect on this. After all, this is not the attitude of a lover.

　After thinking about it, he suddenly had a good idea.

　"I heard that there are many famous hot springs in Aomori, Japan."

　Suddenly, Qi Xing spoke up and said,

　"Elaine, let's not treat this trip as a business trip. Let's just treat it as a honeymoon trip at public expense."

　"I really want to take a hot spring bath with you."

　Wow! How despicable this person is to say such things without blushing!

　"I already told you not to be lewd before marriage..."

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　Having said that, Elaine's tone was obviously lacking in confidence, and the blush on her cheeks became more and more obvious.

　Hehehe, Qi Xing didn't really care about getting married first. Since Elaine's nun vows had officially ended, he didn't need to worry too much about Yego's face.

　If Elaine didn't want to, then of course he wouldn't force it. Qi Xing was a gentleman. But on a hot spring trip, was he still worried about not having the right atmosphere?

　Now that he's faced his inner fear, Qi Xing must be more generous. As a righteous and powerful person, he should feed this absurd world with dog food! Hahaha!

　063: Use Flame Fist on it!

　Aomori City, Tohoku, Japan.

　Although Aomori Airport was already the largest nearby, it was still too small and had no European flights. Qi Xing and his friends were coming from Italy, so the fastest way would be to fly to Tokyo first, then take a domestic flight to Aomori.

　What? Let Qi Xing fly by himself?

　Lightning Speed ​​was Qi Xing's combat sprint speed, which consumed mana and wasn't meant for normal travel. Besides, he didn't want to fly halfway around the world holding Elaine in one hand and Uncle Old Wolf in the other. It was too tiring and foolish.

　This is a trip for me! Of course I have to relax and enjoy my downtime!

　After all, to be honest, Qi Xing seemed to have not had any so-called leisure time in a long time. In the past ten years, apart from practicing to become stronger, adventuring and killing enemies, what else had he done?

　Let’s take this opportunity to rest – or rather, let’s hope that this time there’s a chance for him to rest!

　Qi Xing came to Japan today with this wish.

　Elaine had the same idea.

　The plane flew through the clouds and landed at Aomori Airport. Outside the window, vast expanses of unmelted snow lay, and distant mountains still draped in pristine white. Winter hadn't yet broken free in northeastern Japan in early March. The cabin door opened, and a chilly sea breeze, carrying a slightly salty aroma and a distinctly northern chill, lashed us in.

　The airport was small, clean, and tidy, with few passengers. As Qi Xing and his companions stepped out of the terminal, they saw neatly arranged taxis and buses heading downtown. The drivers, wearing thick coats, stood by their vehicles, waiting for passengers, their puffs of white mist quickly dissipating into the air.

　Elaine waved and hailed a taxi.

　"I thought you would contact the local church to send us a car?"

　Qi Xing asked casually.

　As the old saying goes, one of the benefits of being a top guest official for the Vatican is that no matter which country or even a larger city you fly to, as long as you contact the local church, you will almost always get help, or at least they can help solve all these troublesome little things.

　"You could, but I guess you don't like having a bunch of people from the local church hanging around."

　Elaine replied,

　"I think you'd prefer to go and see for yourself."

　As expected, Elaine, who had always been behind Qi Xing, always watching his every move, naturally knew what he liked and disliked. So, she didn't use the church's connections or reputation, but instead booked a decent hotel herself. She also planned to rent a car and drive herself.

　Lao Lang acted as if "I'm just a bodyguard, you two can just enjoy yourselves" and followed behind without saying a word.

　While not as formidable as the "Silver Emissary," Qi Xing still found the Irish limited-edition Space Wolf quite helpful. If nothing else, at least Elaine had a teammate to help tank. Even if they did run into a demon, the old wolf would at least be able to hold out for a while.

　Taking a taxi to the city center, Aomori in early March truly unfolds before our eyes. The streets are wide and quiet, with few cars, though you can occasionally spot a hurried pedestrian wearing a scarf.

　The buildings lining the street were mostly two or three-story, some still covered in a thin layer of snow. Apples were displayed in front of many shops, as this is Japan's most famous apple-producing region. In the distance, the outline of the harbor could be seen, with several ships anchored and seagulls circling overhead.

　Buildings began to cluster in the city center, their neon lights casting a dazzling array of shadows on the wet, snow-soaked streets. While rural cities certainly lacked the bustling hustle and bustle of Tokyo or Osaka, a sense of everyday life remained palpable, a feeling that Qi Xing hadn't been there for ages. The automatic doors of convenience stores slid open, and office workers in thick coats hurried to buy hot drinks, clutching them for warmth. Steam rose from restaurant doors, the chef's calls echoing from within, while patrons gathered at the bar, puffing on noodles with thick breath. Students in school uniforms cycled by, chatting with friends as they rode.