Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Zhu Yue gave a muffled snort and glared hatefully at Samael in front of her, but she had completely lost the violent temper that she had shown before, which was now shouting for a fight.

Now, through the exchange of bodily fluids and the fusion of powers, the lunar laws attached to the Demon Sword are gradually becoming unable to suppress this old rival.

Having lost her only means of restraining Samael, theoretically, even if she broke the seal of the Holy Lance, she would not be able to defeat this man on earth.

Therefore, in a sense, Zhu Yue's conquest of the planet beneath her feet was destined to be a failure.

Even more tragically, she attached her consciousness to Arcueid's body, only to have it sealed by the Holy Lance. Now she can only stay in a small dark room, and even getting out of the house requires the permission of this unfilial daughter.

Having experienced all these setbacks and humiliations, Zhu Yue, having come to terms with reality, has given up resistance.

But the pride and reserve she should have were the only things she stubbornly refused to let go of.

"That's it..."

Samael stroked his chin thoughtfully, then leaned close to Arcueid's cheek. His snake-like eyes, filled with a smile, gazed into Arcueid's eyes, which were etched with humiliation and resentment, and spoke meaningfully.

"So, do you want revenge?"

Zhu Yue was stunned and looked up in astonishment. The figure bathed in the morning light was divided by the light and shadow in the room, one side like a holy angel fulfilling a wish, and the other like a shameless demon tempting a soul to fall.

A moment later, Hei Ji, clutching the thick, large hemp rope she had used during the day, returned excitedly to report back.

However, upon entering, she found the room to be completely dark for some reason.

“Samael, you…”

Just as Altrouge entered the room and asked questions in confusion, two dark figures darted out at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, and very tacitly pinned Black Princess to the bed.

Meanwhile, the hemp rope was tied to Altrouge's body by a graceful figure with heterochromatic golden and red eyes, who gritted her teeth.

Hmm, exactly the same ghost armor binding, as expected of a family member, professional!

In the darkness, Samael, now an accomplice, gave an approving thumbs-up, then locked Eltruchi's wildly flailing wrists and smiled at his new partner.

"I've held your hand down for you."

In an instant, Zhu Yue suddenly felt that the man in front of her was no longer so annoying.

Especially when working with him on certain things.

"Why did you tie me up?"

Altruchi, whose mind was in a daze due to the sudden change before her, was somewhat at a loss.

"Why did I tie you up? Of course, it's to let you experience all the humiliations I've suffered! Now, let me teach you some things I've just learned..."

Amidst the unrestrained cold laughter, the sound of tearing cloth suddenly rang out, and the single golden-red pupil carrying Zhu Yue's consciousness flickered eerily, filled with the pleasure of revenge.

Suddenly, the room echoed with the suppressed sob of the instigator and his angry curses.

"Hahaha... Samael... you bastard Samael, you betrayed me!"

"What do you mean by betrayal? Didn't you say you wanted to participate in the entire interaction? I was just fulfilling your wish."

Samael chuckled, unconcerned, then leaned down slightly, brought his body close to Eltruch's ear, and mischievously blew air into her sensitive ear canal, announcing the final judgment.

"Also, the bill from Cornwall last time has been dragging on for so long, it's time you settled it, dear Miss Lucia..."

Eltrauge paused slightly, gazing at the lips and teeth that gradually drooped down from above. She subconsciously closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Her cherry lips, which had been turned up, were pursed again and again, as if they were a little dry.

And that body that resisted "learning" gradually stretched out without anyone noticing.

A delicate rose, having shed its thorns, reveals its stamens for all to pluck.

In the dim morning light, Zhu Yue gazed at the former traitor beneath her, who was gradually becoming tainted and depraved through the mutual ravaging of her and that man. The ancestor, who had been suppressing his feelings for so long, felt a surge of pleasure.

Gradually, she began to enjoy playing tricks on her enemies, which kept her consciousness on the surface.

However, joy turned to sorrow. Not long after, the persecuted victims, unable to withstand the onslaught, fainted with tears in their eyes under the double attack.

The raging flames of war, which had not diminished but rather intensified, naturally spread to Zhu Yue, who had not yet been defeated.

To vent his frustrations and seek revenge, the Moon King, who had sold his soul to the demon, took a deep breath and, surprisingly, took the initiative, shoving the debt collector to the ground. His single golden-red eye gleamed with a chilling light, proudly declaring his overflowing fighting spirit.

"This time, I want to be on top!"

Immediately, a new battle between Zhu Yue and the snake officially began as the sun rose.

At this moment, the black cat responsible for watching over the injured person was patrolling the corridor as usual, but its steps were unsteady, as if it were drunk.

As the black cat walked, specks of light and dust spread throughout the magic workshop, filling the courtyard in the morning light with a dreamlike hue.

Meanwhile, in the side room, Kuonji Yuju, who was sleeping soundly, was curled up with her pretty face flushed and muttering incoherently in her sleep, clearly dreaming of some indescribable scenes.

After all, this patrolling black cat is essentially a creature called a "nightmare," which obtains the magic power it needs for its activities by weaving special dreams.

The stronger and purer the goal, the richer the potential nourishment it may receive.

Overnight, the familiar named Ren seemed to have gained weight, and even her eyes had a faint pinkish luster.

Because she ate a big meal tonight.

"Ah!"

In the basement, half-asleep, Fufu was having a dream when she suddenly felt a chill, sneezed violently, and woke up abruptly.

The seemingly harmless white-furred beast, following the strange tremors and murmurs, looked up and rolled its eyes in disdain, secretly cursing in its heart.

Here we go again, here we go again, can't the beasts get any sleep?

Meanwhile, in the basement, Arakawa Ningko, who was gradually transforming from a two-dimensional being into a three-dimensional being, was also looking up, her eyes gleaming with a thoughtful expression, as if she were plotting something.

At this moment, as a new day dawned, the heavy black lacquered gate of the Aozaki family mansion in Misaki City slowly opened.

Down the mountain, a male church priest with medium-length black hair, wearing a black church robe, holding a Bible, and wearing black-rimmed glasses, stepped over the stairs and walked into the inner courtyard of the Aozaki family's house with ease.

"Wenbing... Senior Brother? It's you! What brings you here?"

Aozaki Touko, who was washing up in the corridor, was quite surprised to see this visitor.

The male priest is named "Fumi-Bing Eiri". He is the only son of the Fumi-Bing family, which has had close ties with the Aozaki family since ancient times. He was once a student of the Aozaki family and, strictly speaking, is her and Aoko's senior brother.

Previously, in order to meet her grandfather's expectations, she had been busy with her studies and research for many years and hadn't come down the mountain for a long time, so her impression of Wen Bingyongli had long faded. It took her quite a while to confirm it just now.

However, since the two families often visited each other, her overall impression of this steady and knowledgeable senior brother was quite good.

Of course, in terms of breadth of knowledge, he certainly can't compare to Sa...

Tch, why did I think of that guy!

Aozaki Touko's face darkened, and she quickly splashed cold water on her cheeks, shaking her head angrily, seemingly very displeased.

"Uh, Master invited me here. It seems I need to be a witness, and it's related to you, Orange."

Faced with the girl's sudden look of disgust, Wenbing Yongli's gentle smile froze slightly, and she could only cough and explain, her tone full of meaning.

A witness related to me?

Coming to her senses, Aozaki Touko frowned slightly, her expression darkening once more.

Chapter 99 Until I Was Stabbed in the Back (4.2k)

Aozaki House, after dinner.

Aozaki Touko and Aozaki Aoko, led by Fumie Eiri, entered the backyard.

The Aozaki couple stood at the doorway, watching their two daughters walk away. They exchanged a worried glance.

More than a decade ago, in order to ensure the continuation of the Aozaki family's legal rights, they sacrificed a daughter.

But now it seems that even her other daughter has been involved.

However, due to their lack of qualifications as magicians and the old man's domineering nature, they were basically not allowed to get involved in anything related to the mysterious.

Left with no other choice, the couple changed their clothes and wisely left early to go to work.

Meanwhile, in the elegant and exquisite tea room, several charming ukiyo-e prints and ink-wash calligraphy hung on the walls on both sides. A bamboo vase was placed on the table, filled with bouquets that matched the season. The three people present knelt on the tatami mats, each occupying one side of the table.

At the center was an elderly man dressed in a dark blue kimono, his spirit vigorous. His slightly sunken eyes had not lost their sharpness with age, and he exuded an imposing presence.

As the stove sizzled, wisps of white steam rose from the kettle, and the low hiss of boiling water was clearly audible, but the atmosphere in the tea room felt somewhat oppressive and somber.

After a standard tea ceremony involving boiling water and brewing tea, everyone took a sip of tea, put down their teacups, and waited for the authoritative person at the head of the table to speak.

The old man looked around and his gaze fell on his eldest disciple, Wen Bingyongli, before he spoke casually.

"I have decided to transplant the Aozaki family's magic crest to Aoko."

However, these seemingly casual words struck Wen Bingyongli like thunderclaps, leaving her stunned.

"teacher……"

"You heard me right, this is my decision!"

The old man spoke calmly, without even glancing at Aozaki Touko, who was sitting to his left with her lips pursed and head bowed.

Since returning from the deep mountains, he was very dissatisfied with the progress of Orange's Fifth Method, so he had the idea of ​​changing his successor and sent Aoko to study under Yuzu of Kuonji Temple.

This was originally just a casual idea, but unexpectedly, after Aoko came into contact with magic, she learned at an amazing speed, especially in the area of ​​disrupting magic, where she possessed extraordinary talent and comprehension.

Orange, deep in the mountains, has worked hard for years, but it can't compare to Qingzi's progress in just over ten days.

Naturally, the old man abandoned his previous choice and decided to regard his granddaughter, Aozaki Aoko, as his true heir.

He had no interest in explaining these changes in his mindset to anyone, nor was it necessary to explain them to anyone.

The mage, accustomed to being tough, looked at the bewildered Aozaki Aoko to his right, scrutinizing her as if examining a perfect and delicate embryo. The wrinkles on his face relaxed, revealing an indescribable satisfaction.

It seemed that in the old man's eyes, there was only this one granddaughter.

"Yes, Aoko is indeed the heir of the Aozaki family."

His casual tone made it seem as if he were just talking about what to eat today, without any regard for the other person sitting next to him in an awkward position.

Aozaki Touko sat quietly, her hands clenching and unclenching several times before finally settling into a state of tranquility.

Ever since her long conversation with Samael about the Fifth Law, she had a vague premonition that she would be abandoned.

However, I never expected this day to come so soon.

And the one who took away her status as heir was none other than her own sister.

That younger sister, who enjoyed a normal life for over a decade and had the love and care of her parents for over a decade.

You won again this time, Aoko...

Aozaki Touko pursed her cherry lips tightly, her expression growing colder.

"Isn't this a bit too sudden?"

Wen Bingyong hesitated for a moment, then smiled wryly and spoke.

"I called you here to announce this in public!"

The old man impatiently interrupted his disciple's advice and spoke in a cold voice.

"Before Aoko has even begun to grasp the Fifth Law, you must provide her with the necessary assistance! Understand?"

Although the person he was instructing was Wenbing Yongli, the old man's gaze was fixed on Aozaki Touko beside him, with an indescribable coldness deep in his pupils.

Legal principles are a very scarce resource. Master any one of them, and you'll have fame, fortune, status, and everything else.

Rather, the more precious something is, the more likely it is to be fought over.

As a magician, the old man had witnessed more than once how brothers would turn against each other and fathers and sons would turn against each other over magical resources and valuable information.

Some things require preparation, which is why he summoned Wen Bingyongli and gave her these instructions.

On the surface, Wen Bingyongli is the acting priest of the Hetian Church, but in reality, she is a person sent by the Holy Church to supervise the spiritual lineage managers.

Members of the church often play the role of mediators in various places.

In an instant, Aozaki Touko next to her also understood.

Her grandfather was clearly on guard against her.

"You two, come in with me."

As expected, the old man called over Eri Ayari and Aoko Aozaki and went into the inner room, leaving her alone on the outside.

Aozaki Aoko had only a vague understanding of these matters, but she still sensed that her older sister seemed to be isolated.

The girl looked worriedly at her older sister beside her, wanting to speak up to comfort her several times, but she was intimidated by her grandfather's consistent authority and domineering nature, and in the end she did not dare to speak.

As the obscure incantation and the flickering blue light emanated from inside the door, Aozaki Touko's right hand, which was holding the teacup, creaked involuntarily.