Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Looks like we won't have to worry about the transportation cost to the suburbs..."

A wave of warm gaze swept over him, and the leader of the mohawks felt a chill run down his spine, sobering him up considerably. He was shocked to find that, surrounded by so many people, the man and woman opposite him showed no fear whatsoever, but rather a strange and intriguing aura.

In an instant, a sense of foreboding crept into the leader's mind.

This world is indeed quite dangerous, and boys need to take extra care to protect themselves when they go out.

Chapter 82 Be an upright person, be an honest snake

monster! monster!

In the dark alley, a mohawk-wearing man with a face covered in blood scrambled to a corner, clutching his lips tightly. He stared in terror at the dark surroundings, his face ashen, like a frightened bird.

Just moments ago, he had witnessed his henchmen, who had been robbing women with him, having their limbs twisted into pretzel shapes and their heads turned 180 degrees. They were being dismantled like dolls in the hands of the couple, and then the men and women disappeared silently into the darkness.

In reality, magicians who can conveniently eliminate witnesses in order to conceal their mystery are never soft-hearted people.

And Samael, too...

Or rather, he is not human at all; his true nature is that of a lord of hell who judges good and evil and torments souls.

Therefore, it's their own fault for running into two insurmountable obstacles and being prematurely exorcised.

This world is so dangerous!

Those two monsters are simply not human!

Mom and Dad, I promise I'll never do anything bad again. I want to go home...

Huddled in the corner, the mohawk's mind kept replaying the bizarre and bloody scene from earlier. He trembled and his teeth chattered as he frantically cursed, his voice trembling with sobs.

"Dangdang!"

"what!"

Just as the thug was filled with suspicion, a sudden crashing sound came from deep within the alley, startling the tall, burly man into letting out a suppressed scream, his legs trembling so badly he could barely move.

Finished!

The shadow around the corner stretched longer and longer. Overwhelmed by fear, the mohawk, unable to even move, stood frozen in place, his heart filled with despair, awaiting the end of his fate.

"Wow..."

However, after a long, several-second brain freeze, the expected nightmarish couple did not appear. Instead, a half-meter-tall, brownish-yellow Shiba Inu appeared.

Its dirty fur and the bald patches and scars left from competing with other dogs all prove that it was just an abandoned puppy.

It still smelled of decay, similar to that of a trash can, indicating that the earlier commotion was caused by this stray dog.

Whew, that scared the hell out of me!

When Mohican came to her senses, she almost had the urge to cry tears of joy, and leaned against the corner of the wall, panting heavily.

But just as he was beginning to calm his turbulent emotions, the brown Shiba Inu that had caused this scare and frightened him half to death obliviously approached his feet, raised its head, and gave the two-legged creature that had wandered into its territory a long, brooding look.

"What are you looking at! Even a dog dares to bully me? I'll kill you in a minute!"

Seeing this, the thug, who was already harboring resentment, suddenly became enraged and kicked the stray dog ​​in front of him.

"Crack!"

With a strange tearing sound, the Mohican's leg, which he had raised in anger, froze on the spot. His face turned deathly pale, as if he had seen a ghost, and he was completely stunned.

Under the flickering streetlights, the seemingly harmless stray dog's head was split open like flower petals, revealing fine canine teeth growing inside its skull, a sight that inspired fear.

"save……"

"puff!"

In an instant, a loud cry for help came to an abrupt halt, and a head, like a watermelon being crushed, made a sickening cracking sound.

Then, the still twitching limbs were dragged into the darkness by several spreading tendrils of flesh, and a chilling chewing sound could be faintly heard.

Soon after, two figures who had followed the trail stopped at the entrance of the alley, gazing at each other into the dark depths, their brows furrowing.

Strange, why does it smell so strongly of blood?

Aozaki Touko and Samael exchanged a glance, slowed their pace, lowered their posture, and became more wary.

"Whizzing!"

The moment the two rounded the corner, a sharp, piercing sound rang out, and several slender black shadows came hurtling through the air.

Aozaki Touko's eyes narrowed, and her right hand, which was in her pocket, decisively rose up, drawing runes in mid-air with the special chalk that had been held between her fingers.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Instantly, the shadow that pierced out of the darkness crashed heavily into the magic barrier that Aozaki Touko had hastily erected, causing a violent tremor.

Under the unusually strong impact, Aozaki Touko's arm went numb. She bent slightly and stepped back, and with the help of the flash of the magic barrier, she caught a glimpse of the attacking object.

It was something like a venomous snake, with barbs extending from its front like bone spurs, and disgusting slime dripping from it onto the ground from time to time.

The main body of these whiskers is a monster deep in the alley, with its hair gone, its red muscles bulging as if its skin has been peeled off, its joints extending out white bone spurs, and its limbs covered with pitch-black scales.

The traces left on this thing vaguely reveal the outline of a dog.

At that moment, as the monster's muscles writhed, metal rings fell to the ground, making a crisp clanging sound.

Aozaki Touko's gaze swept over it, and her eyelids twitched involuntarily.

These are standard non-mainstream accessories such as studs and earrings; the owner of these items is self-evident.

His fate, judging from the situation, needs no further explanation.

"Roar!"

Seeing that the protruding fleshy whiskers could not break through the thin light barrier, it seemed to be undergoing some kind of transformation. The monster, whose body had grown to more than a meter tall, let out a chilling growl. Its scaly claws suddenly exerted force, and its muscular body crashed into the two prey that had invaded its territory like a small mountain.

As the stench swept over her, Aozaki Touko remained calm and quickly drew several runes with the chalk in her hand.

boom!

The moment the monster approached, the ring-shaped mark that had been floating and converging in the air buzzed and lit up, automatically focusing. Then, a dark blue beam of light shot out from the ring's opening, instantly blasting the target in mid-air into a shower of flying bits of flesh.

The figure in the center of the battlefield calmly picked up his brush and slowly added the final stroke to the rune array in front of him. The magic barrier that hummed and took shape repelled all the blood and filth that splashed around.

The entire battle ended with the timing precise to the second and the control of magic meticulous.

Aozaki Touko, whose entire body was spotless, casually dusted off the chalk dust from her hands, revealing her exceptional talent in micro-management.

"The destructive power of the Aozaki family's magic is no joke, but what's even more remarkable is that you can control it so perfectly."

As the dust settled, Samael, who had been slacking off behind Aozaki Touko, couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration.

"Don't go! It's not over yet!"

Aozaki Touko quickly pulled Samael aside and warned him in a deep voice, her cold gaze sweeping over their surroundings.

All that could be seen on the ground were bits of flesh, wriggling silently and converging towards the twisted skeleton in the center.

This thing seems to be...becoming a monster...

Moreover, it was a monster I had never seen before!

Strange, why would something so unusual appear in Misaki City?

Staring at the bizarre scene on the ground that sent chills down her spine, Aozaki Touko's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, utterly perplexed.

Just as the girl was frowning in thought, the hand that was resting on Samael's shoulder was gently pushed away.

"No need, it's over..."

Accompanied by a soft murmur, the slender figure moved forward, passing Aozaki Touko in front of him, and walked towards the twisted skeleton in the center covered with bits of flesh, then gently snapped his fingers.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the skeleton that was healing and transforming, along with the bits of flesh hanging on it, instantly disintegrated, and the pieces of flesh scattered all over the ground, which looked like living things, stopped wriggling immediately.

At the same time, strands of golden-red blood were drawn from the dull bones and flesh and flowed into the man's hand on the field.

"pat..."

Immediately afterwards, the prosthetic arm on the right arm loosened and fell off from the joint, and a section of fresh flesh filled the missing forearm.

"Looks like you'll have to re-test this thing for me, and hopefully it'll be usable as soon as possible..."

Samael stared at his forearm, which had grown to about half its original length, stretched his arm, bent down to pick up the prosthetic limb from the ground, and looked helplessly at a certain Grand Doll Master.

"I think I've gotten myself into some trouble..."

The ancient serpent gazed at the surrounding mess of bloodstains and bits of flesh, as well as the skeleton that clearly exceeded the limits of normal living beings, and its mouth twitched violently.

He has always adhered to the principle of being an honest and upright snake, so why does the blame keep falling on him?

This is absolutely outrageous!

Chapter 83 Humiliating Selling Oneself (4.3k)

Half an hour later, in an inconspicuous house in the suburbs, the lights were dimly lit.

A slender figure sat at her desk, opened her suitcase, and held delicate tools in her hand. She patiently disassembled and reassembled a doll arm that was fixed under the desk lamp.

Finally, after working for a full two hours, Aozaki Touko stopped what she was doing, looked at the prosthetic limb that had been reduced in length by a third and was now much lighter, and nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately after finishing his work, the puppeteer got up and went to the private bar in the living room, poured himself a glass of chilled whiskey, drank it as he walked, and sat down on the soft leather sofa.

"Snapped…"

Amidst a crisp grinding sound, a cluster of bright yellow flames rose, illuminating Aozaki Touko's face and lighting the crumpled cigarette dangling from her cherry lips.

Through his self-taught skill of inhaling and exhaling, the nicotine-laden smoke invigorated the puppeteer's weary spirit.

Hmm, good stuff!

Having a bottle before and after work, followed by a few sips, quickly washes away the fatigue of work—a pleasure I've never experienced before.

Aozaki Touko glanced down at the half-pack of cigarettes with a yin-yang pattern and the convenient silver-gray lighter in her hand. She was quite pleased with these two finds and happily stuffed them into her pocket.

Anyway, according to the agreement, the house and its contents were used by the guy across the street to pay off his debt.

In other words, everything here now belongs to her.

"I kind of regret bringing you to this place..."

Samael looked at Aozaki Touko, who was holding a wine glass in one hand and a cigarette in the other, raised his hand to his forehead, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

He forgot that Natalia, that woman, was a prime example of someone who indulged in all vices, constantly smoking and drinking.

Aozaki Touko, who took over the area, quickly learned the essence of these bad habits.

A classically beautiful woman who followed the rules and was conservative, degenerated overnight into a delinquent who was proficient in smoking, drinking, skipping out on bills, and fighting.

Okay, for the last three points, he has to bear some responsibility, maybe one percent?

In short, old man Aozaki, you should go and cause trouble for that woman Natalia from now on.

"So, if your body parts scattered throughout Misaki City are left unattended, they could very well cause trouble, just like that stray dog ​​that turned into a monster?"

Just as Samael was secretly plotting how to absolve himself of responsibility for corrupting someone's granddaughter, Aozaki Touko, who was engrossed in reattaching the prosthetic limb of the ancient snake, looked up at someone.

"Ahem, that must have been just an accident..."

One black pot hadn't been smoothed over when another flew in. Samael glanced at the deep night outside the window, feeling a little guilty.

"should?"

Aozaki Touko raised an eyebrow, maintaining a meticulous attitude, and earnestly offered her reminder.

"That thing is quite dangerous to ordinary people. If you summon exorcists and agents, it won't be so easy for you to get your body parts back smoothly."

"Okay, I'm thinking about it right now..."

Samael stroked his chin and responded helplessly, feeling quite annoyed by this unexpected accusation.

This wasn't the first time he had given blood. After the War of the Covenant, his blood had soaked the earth and repaired the world; on Avalon Island, he had baptized the Knights of the Round Table, leading them into a utopian world; and then there was the blood he had given to Merry and Joan of Arc... He had used his blood more than a dozen times, and nothing major had happened.

Not surprising, shouldn't the blood of the lamb be more of a blessing and a baptism? Even if one is drenched in its blood, theoretically, the recipient should most likely be healed, like Longinus who stabbed Christ in the Bible...

How did a stray dog ​​that devoured his flesh and blood turn into a monster when he arrived in Misaki City?

It doesn't make sense...

Samael was puzzled, then looked down at his fingers and palms, and another possibility came to mind.