Madam, I like you.

　Sha You's pretty face showed surprise. She was very surprised to hear this name from Mo Yankong.

　"Do you know Tatsumi?"

　"I heard about you from him. You are companions from the same village. Tatsumi can be considered half a student of mine. I taught him how to use the power of ripples."

　"Does Tatsumi know we're here?"

　"No, his target tonight is the professional killer group "Night Raid." Night Raid's target is this family. Night Raid is a group of killers who claim to be righteous and specialize in hunting down high-ranking officials and wealthy people who have committed many evil deeds in the imperial capital. Do you understand what I mean?"

　"Master, I totally... don't understand." Saya stuck out her tongue embarrassedly.

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　Well, the protagonist who embarked on the journey of perfect creature started to follow the Uncle A route.

　Don't think that perfect creatures can do whatever they want!

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　Chapter 166 Actors Appear

　Sayu thought for a moment, then mustered up the courage to ask, "I don't quite understand what you mean. You want Tatsumi to protect this family. But why didn't you stop me from killing their mistress just now?"

　"It's nothing, just my personal bad taste. Tatsumi's mission is not to protect this family, but to defeat the night raid. After tonight, I won't ask you what you want to do to this family." Mo Yankong said leisurely.

　"My job is to prevent outsiders from disturbing your fun tonight."

　"I have already arranged someone for this task. If you feel bored and want to participate, it's okay to give it to you." The shadow behind Mo Yankong turned blood red, and more than a dozen eyes flowed and gathered into the Apostle of the Dead River, a shadow wolf the size of an ordinary dog.

　It stared at Sayu and whined in dissatisfaction, blaming her for taking its job.

　The black-haired girl was startled by the Dead River Apostle at first, then half-knelt respectfully on the ground, her hands on her chest and her head bowed in greeting: "Then please leave the protection work to me, and prove that the person you rescued is not a useless vase."

　After saying this, she curiously lowered her head to look at the Dead River Apostle in front of her. It is worth mentioning that the more lives and souls the Dead River devours, the more obvious the entity of the Dead River Apostle becomes.

　The Dead River Apostle's hair is not just black now, but mixed with a little gray, making it look like a solitary and majestic... Husky.

　Mo Yankong himself has to take the blame for this. Before he traveled through time, he couldn't tell the difference between a Husky and a Wolf. As a result, whenever he thought of a Wolf, his mind was filled with Huskies. Gradually, the Dead River Apostle was influenced by Mo Yankong's consciousness and became like this.

　“Is this the owner’s pet?”

　Mo Yankong's mouth twitched as he emphasized again, "It's a familiar."

　"Familiar?" Sayou muttered, clearly not knowing what the word meant. She hesitantly asked, "Can I hold it?"

　The Dead River Apostle bared his teeth at Sayou and let out a low growl.

　"casual."

　The Dead River Apostle, who had been posing as a threat just a second ago, now lay obediently on the ground, whimpering in grievance.

　"Then, hand."

　The Dead River Apostle looked back at Mo Yankong pitifully and saw that Mo Yankong lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes and waited for the night attack to come.

　It obediently stretched out its paw and placed it in the girl's palm.

　—A scream opened the curtain of the stage. Tatsumi, who was hiding in the woods, opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of foul air, and muttered to himself: "Is it finally here? Night Raid."

　There was a hint of excitement on his face. As soon as he arrived in the imperial capital, he would fight against the killer group that was famous in the imperial capital. This was simply the best development.

　"It's really great to meet the teacher. With the power of ripples, what can he do even if the opponent is a killer that even His Majesty the Emperor fears?" Tatsumi clenched his fists, his eyes revealing determination and confidence.

　Defeat the night raid, get a large bounty, relieve the village's taxes, gain the Emperor's favor, and become a general!

　Tatsumi's expression was unpredictable, filled with silliness and happiness, and he had his own future planned out in his mind.

　"No! No! Now is not the time to have wild thoughts! Saving people is the most important thing. Let me see how powerful the killer group that is famous in the imperial capital is." Tatsumi jumped out of the woods and ran towards the manor courtyard where the screams came from.

　Inside the courtyard, soldiers, some holding guns, some holding cold weapons, looked up at the group of killers standing in the air. There were five of them in total, they looked young, and each of them exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

　Under the moonlight, silver threads flickered under the feet of the killer group.

　Imperial weapon (Thousand Changes – Cross Tail)

　These thread-like imperial weapons, crafted from the hair of a dangerous species that inhabits the East China Sea, are incredibly tough and sharp. Known as "boundary-breaking threads," they function like a spider web. If prepared in advance, a barrier constructed with these threads would be virtually impossible to enter unscathed, let alone escape.

　The silver thread connected to the strange device on a young man's arm. He said softly, "Three people? That's a little short. I'll leave it to you, Akagi."

　"Destroy." A cold voice rang out, the one answering from a girl with red eyes, wearing a red and black sailor uniform and a cold expression. Although the girl looked pretty and lovely, her serious expression revealed an indifference that kept people at a distance.

　Anyone who meets the girl's red eyes will subconsciously ignore her appearance and realize that she is a dangerous executioner.

　The girl jumped down from the silver thread and drew her samurai sword in front of the three soldiers.

　A soldier swallowed hard, pointing his sword at Akame without blinking, and warned his companions, "Listen carefully, you must not be hit by that sword in her hand. Even if it's just a scratch, it's the end of you if you get hurt."

　The katana in the girl's hand is the imperial weapon [One Slash Kill - Demon Sword Murasame]. Once a person is wounded by the demon sword, the cursed poison will invade the body, and there is no way to detoxify it. Hence, the imperial weapon is given the name of "One Slash Kill".

　The girl with black hair and red eyes walked towards the three soldiers. When the soldiers raised their guns to shoot, her body suddenly accelerated, and the sword rose and fell, and all three soldiers were hit by the demon sword Murasame.

　The soldier collapsed, the black curse poison quickly covering his entire body from the wound. Before dying, the soldier smiled miserably: "This is the fate I brought upon myself."

　"As expected of Akame, we didn't stand a chance at all." The young man who was controlling the imperial weapon [Thousand Changes - Cross Tail] on the silver thread scratched his head.

　"Not necessarily." The man in thick armor next to him said in a deep voice.

　The girl in the pink gothic dress looked up at the roof of the building in front of her and hummed, "I agree. I originally thought that mobilizing all personnel was too much."

　Everyone's eyes, including Akame, turned to the roof of the building, where a young man stood.

　Tatsumi saw the dead bodies of the soldiers below and slapped his head in regret, saying to himself, "I'm too late."

　His gaze shifted to the assassin group below, and his expression gradually grew serious: "What an astonishing murderous aura."

　"Ah, of course. The other party is a killer group that is famous in the imperial capital. They are not something a country boy like me can compare to. Well, it was like this before I met the teacher." Tatsumi muttered to himself, complaining about what he said.

　Tatsumi controlled the power of the ripples and jumped down from the roof. With each step he took, a golden ripple bloomed in the air. He landed in front of Akado, drew the greatsword from his waist, pointed it at Akado, and said casually, "Are you the opponent, or do you want to come at me together?"

　"Is it an imperial weapon?" A girl in a pink Gothic dress asked doubtfully on the silver-threaded web, not knowing what the golden ripple energy under Tatsumi's feet was.

　The young man controlling the silk thread shook his head: "Probably not. There is no record of an imperial weapon with similar functions."

　The heavily armored youth gripped his spear tightly and said solemnly, "Don't be careless. This enemy is as formidable as we've ever encountered. Although he doesn't have much killing intent, he possesses terrifying power. If necessary, I will cover your retreat."

　Chapter 167: A family must be together

　At this moment, in the study of a luxurious mansion, a short and fat old man was lifted up by a blonde woman with one hand. That arm was no longer a normal human arm, but was covered with a layer of golden hair, like the claws of a large cat.

　The Imperial Tool [King of Beasts - Lion King] is a transformation item that can dramatically improve the holder's physical fitness and sense of smell.

　"Gu...Gugu." The owner of the mansion, whose neck was tightly strangled, could hardly speak or even breathe. His fat and old face was swollen like an eggplant.

　The blonde woman looked at the short, fat old man's resentful expression, relaxed a little, and said with a smile, "Do you have anything else to say? I'll give you a chance to say your last words."

　"Daughter...daughter, at least let my daughter go." The old man struggled in pain.

　The blonde shrugged. "Sorry, no. You know exactly what your wife and daughter are like. They attacked you at night. When you slaughtered outsiders, did you ever consider that one day the same punishment would fall upon you?"

　"Guah... She is an ordinary person."

　"Don't quibble. Besides, a family should be together. Don't worry, I will send her down to accompany you soon. By the way, where is your wife? It's strange. I searched the whole house and couldn't find her. It's so late. Could she still be satisfying her own evil tastes?"

　"You...you don't have any mercy at all!"

　"Mercy?" The blonde woman was taken aback. She had never expected such a word to come from the mouth of the noble before her. She sneered, "If you have such a thing, use it to feed that dog over there. You are no different."

　At the door of the study, a gray-black dog sat quietly watching the scene.

　Click——

　The short and fat old man's neck was broken by the huge force.

　The blonde woman was stunned, stuck out her tongue and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I accidentally lost control of the strength."

　Throwing away the short and fat old man's body like trash, she turned around and looked curiously at the wolfhound that suddenly appeared at the door: "What's wrong? Aren't you coming to save your master?"

　This wolfhound that suddenly appeared was obviously raised as a pet by the owner of the mansion.

　The Dead River Apostle tilted its head and stared at the blonde woman in front of it. Mo Yankong had given it an order not to kill anyone, and it was a little greedy for the corpse. After thinking it over again and again, it slowly walked into the study.

　The moment she took a step forward, the blonde woman's expression froze. She leaped back a long distance, her fur standing on end as she stared at the wolfhound in front of her, growling like a frightened kitten. "You're not an animal. You don't smell like an animal or a dangerous species. It's strange. You're not even a living thing! What the hell are you?!"

　Her sense of smell, enhanced by the imperial weapon, could even tell how many people had come to the study that day, but she could not smell any scent from the Dead River Apostle.

　The blonde woman's pale golden pupils contracted violently, and footsteps were heard in the corridor outside the study.

　All members of the night raid should be eliminating the guards. Before taking action, she used her sense of smell to explore the house, but she couldn't find anything strange, and no one should appear at this time.

　Who was this person? The master of the monstrous creature before him? A master of imperial weapons?

　Soon, a young girl with long, straight black hair and a flower-adorned hair ornament walked in. She knelt down, stroked the Dead River Apostle's head, and praised him, "No wonder he ran so fast! He must have found the invader before I did."

　"Who are you? A lackey of the Empire?"

　Sayou shook her head. "A lackey of the Empire? Well... Iyeas and I did apply to join the army together, but unfortunately we were rejected."

　"The family's guards?"

　"If it were two days ago, I would have been happy to accept this job?" Sayou glanced at the body of the mansion's owner on the ground.

　The blonde woman spread her hands and said, "Don't joke around. Don't tell me you're a bounty hunter or a mercenary."

　"Congratulations... You answered wrong. I'm just the master's bodyguard, responsible for preventing outsiders from disturbing the master's interest tonight. If you don't go upstairs, whatever you want to do has nothing to do with me."

　"I'm sorry, but I'm not the type to just obey. I'd like to see who your master is and what his relationship is with this noble."

　"I clearly warned you, but you insisted on seeking death. Although the master ordered me not to kill you, your body should be able to withstand the serious injuries." Shayou looked at the blonde woman's body with ill intentions.

　The blonde woman was stunned, scratching her fluffy golden hair and laughing at herself: "I really was underestimated."

　-

　"Who are you?"

　Mo Yankong looked down through the luxurious floor-to-ceiling windows at the confrontation between Tatsumi and the Night Raid members below. The dim corridor was silent. A gentle and calm voice came from behind Mo Yankong. A long-haired girl in a lavender cheongsam stood behind Mo Yankong holding a huge pair of scissors. She was very beautiful, with an elegant and unique temperament, and her eyes under the glasses did not show much emotion.

　It sounds a bit vulgar, but this cheongsam outlines the girl's exquisite body curves.

　She questioned again: "Is it someone related? Is it someone from this family, or maybe..."

　"Just a spectator." Mo Yankong answered calmly, sitting on the chair with his legs crossed.

　"What audience?"

　"Can't you see it from your angle?"

　Hill looked through the French window and saw Tatsumi fighting fiercely with Akame below: "Then what is your relationship with that boy?"

　"His teacher, I was the one who ordered him to eliminate Night Raid."

　"Then, it's the enemy." The girl in the light purple cheongsam raised the big scissors in her hand, and the blade flashed with a cold light.

　Imperial Tool (Two Stages of All Things – Ecstasy)

　A giant scissor-shaped weapon that can theoretically cut through any material in the world, including imperial weapons.

　Mo Yankong actually wanted to know which one was more powerful: the imperial weapon [Two Sections of All Things - Soul-Stirring] which was said to be able to cut through any material, or the [Thousand Changes - Cross Tail] which was known as the "Boundary Cutting Thread".

　Swish!

　The girl moved without hesitation, and the huge pair of scissors easily cut Mo Yankong's body into several pieces.

　It's not that Mo Yankong didn't fight back. His skin became keratinized, his blood solidified, his muscles became metallized, and his bones became super-hardened, but it was all in vain. Everything was cut off like paper by [Two Sections of Everything - Ecstasy].

　The dangerous species in this world really have their merits!

　Blood gushed out, splashing onto the table and mixing with the red wine in the goblet, then fell onto the carpet. Mo Yankong's head curled up into a weird smile.

　"I'm sorry." After killing Mo Yankong, the girl's gentle tone fluctuated. She felt guilty for actually taking someone else's life. She bowed slightly to Mo Yankong's body that was broken into several pieces, then turned and left.

　Chapter 168 Interest

　"Ha ha ha ha."

　Low, unbridled laughter broke the silence of the corridor.

　The purple-haired girl turned her head in disbelief and saw that Mo Yankong's body, which had been broken into several pieces, began to recover, blood flowed back, blood vessels connected, and blood-colored shadows burned like flames. Mo Yankong's head was still in the air, sneering and looking down upon him.

　Physical attacks were essentially ineffective against Mo Yankong. Even if this body was chopped into pulp, it wouldn't consume Dead River's resurrection attempts.

　The only way to destroy a perfect organism is to destroy the body once and for all at the cellular level.

　"Why do you want to say sorry?" Mo Yankong asked in a low voice.

　"you···"