Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

There is no way I can live this day.

Chapter 126 Satan's Mischief

"I gotta go……"

The following morning, Samael's sudden and tragic announcement caught the Yanfeng couple, who were busy preparing ingredients at the stove, somewhat off guard.

"why?"

Claudia took off her gas mask and poked her head out of the kitchen, looking puzzled and slightly uneasy.

"Could it be that we have failed to provide adequate hospitality?"

"how could be!"

Samael glanced at the bubbling red oil in the pot, swallowed hard, glanced around, and repeatedly rejected the idea. Then, his voice lowered, revealing a hint of sadness.

"Kiri has found new joys, and his suppressed emotions are slowly being released; your health is gradually recovering, and little Karen has grown up. Now that your lives are back on track, it's time for me to leave after staying in Italy for so long."

As he spoke, the man's eyes reddened slightly, and his gaze gradually became moist.

After spending so much time together, their relationship has become somewhere between friends and family.

Claudia, a woman of some sentimentality, looked at the Lord of Hell who had pulled her family back from the edge of the cliff and revealed such a sentimental side, filled with reluctance at the separation that was both expected and unexpected.

Lord...

At this moment, the Demon King's eyes reddened even more. He couldn't help but sniffle, raise his hand to wipe away the glistening tears from the corners of his eyes, and silently murmured to himself.

Damn, that's so spicy...

When Samael came to his senses, he saw his believer wanting to get closer and give him a reluctant hug.

The ancient serpent stiffened slightly, its expression instantly turning serious, and it decisively shifted the topic to the issue that Claudia was concerned about.

"By the way, speaking of which, although the basic medication and psychological counseling have stabilized Qili's mental state to some extent, in order to promote recovery, I suggest that you temporarily close the shop for a period of time and see a professional doctor for the next stage of treatment."

Upon hearing about her husband's illness and treatment, Claudia, whose protective suit was stained with hot red oil, instinctively froze and asked earnestly.

"You mean?"

“I met a reliable psychologist in Southeast Asia. You can seek help from him.”

"Isn't the medical care in the US and Europe more advanced?"

This counterintuitive choice made Claudia frown slightly.

Because of their equal interaction, this had become deeply ingrained in everyone's understanding. Even the weaker Claudia had no sense of awe or reverence for this lazy and easygoing demon king.

"Don't worry, he's a genius in the medical field. He completed his medical doctorate at Cambridge through self-study in just a few years. He has a deep understanding of mental illnesses. Moreover, the place he's in now is not only a great place with a nice environment, perfect for a vacation, but also has his professional research institute."

Samael confidently vouched for a young medical expert, then drew out a sentence, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"In addition, I've heard that Southeast Asians love chili peppers and often stew a whole pot of them, eating them whole, seeds and all..."

"Oh ho ho, it seems to be a very suitable place to popularize Mapo Ramen. It seems I must make a trip there and let them also share in the divine cuisine."

Immediately, Father Mapo, who was simmering the broth in the kitchen, came over upon hearing the sound. The corners of his lips curved into a pleased smile, and his dull eyes were filled with an unusual light.

"Here, the tickets are bought. The flight is tomorrow afternoon. Someone will pick you up when you arrive at the airport. Enjoy your trip."

Seeing that the fish had taken the bait, Samael was overjoyed and promptly handed the couple the plane tickets and itinerary he had prepared in advance.

Compared to Kirei Kotomine, who is obsessed with mapo and harming innocent diners, Claudia is more concerned about her husband's condition and asks Samael more detailed questions.

"By the way, Samael, after all this time, you still haven't told us what the doctor's name is?"

Samael's lips curled into a strange smile.

"Emiya Kiritsugu..."

Upon hearing this unfamiliar name, for some reason, Kirei Kotomine felt a strong urge to explore it.

When Claudia's gaze fell upon her husband, whose emotions had unexpectedly fluctuated, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, as she rarely stepped out of her comfort zone.

"Don't worry, there's no need to be shy with that guy."

Samael smiled and offered words of comfort, his upturned lips forming a pleased curve.

"Because from an ethical standpoint, he is the adopted son of Kirei's sworn brother, Kotomine Shiro, and also your beloved nephew."

The unexpected arrival of relatives caused the couple to exchange a glance, their expressions slightly surprised.

"Alright, that's enough of the unnecessary words. Let's end this farewell here."

Samael stretched his limbs in front of the kitchen and waved his hand casually.

The couple rose to see them off, their eyes filled with a mixture of emotions, perhaps even sadness.

Years have passed since we parted, and I don't know when we will meet again.

Such days of walking with God are probably a long way off.

Before parting, the sentimental Claudia didn't forget to slip two bottles of her newly developed Mapo Tofu into the baggage of their savior, so that Samael could have Mapo Tofu rice anytime he was on the road, even if he wasn't home.

Unable to refuse, the ancient snake had no choice but to accept the offer.

As the couple watched him go, Samael stepped across the threshold, but then paused, turned around, suppressed his smile, and looked solemnly at the disciple of Satan standing in the courtyard.

"Kiri, your final piece of advice: to indulge in desires is not to succumb to depravity."

Since we are born as human beings, even when seeking pleasure, we must abide by certain rules. If you are consumed by your own darkness, I will not hesitate to throw you into hell.

Upon hearing this admonition from Satan, the priest, whose nature was evil, remained silent for a moment, then nodded earnestly.

Through his exploration of mapo cuisine, Kirei Kotomine gradually discovers that there seems to be more than just killing and destruction as ways to bring him pleasure.

For him, the optimal solution is to do whatever he wants without overstepping the bounds of propriety, allowing him to reasonably vent his desires without violating the rules of human society.

Just as Father Mapo was pondering, Samael changed the subject, his eyes flashing mysteriously.

"Of course, if you cooperate well with the treatment and stabilize your emotions, then maybe after a while I will give you a surprise."

"surprise?"

Kirei Kotomine was slightly surprised, then looked at his master with a dazed expression, his dark eyes gradually brightening with a glimmer of expectation.

He recognized the smile on Satan's face.

It's pleasurable...

"The reward needs to be kept secret, so I'll keep the details a secret for now. However, I can assure you it will be a very interesting thing."

The ancient snake smiled and left the unsolved mystery behind, shouldered its bag, and waved goodbye with a meaningful gesture.

"Farewell, everyone. Perhaps, this time won't be too long..."

Kirei Kotomine, standing at the gate, watched that figure gradually disappear into the distance, a long-lost excitement and impulse welling up in his dark eyes.

I'm actually looking forward to Satan's evil scheme.

Chapter 127 Aerial Rescue (4.8k)

Boom!

In the dark, cloud-covered night sky, thunder rumbled and clashed, sending up bursts of light.

Illuminated by lightning, a large Boeing passenger plane, braving strong air currents, headed towards its destination, Fuyuki City.

The violent turbulence caused the cabin to shake violently, disturbing the passengers' peaceful sleep.

At this moment, in the corner by the window in the back row of business class, a certain demon king who couldn't withstand the power of Mapo Tofu and had fled from Italy glanced at the surging clouds outside the window, shook his head helplessly, closed the magazine he had flipped through twice, and muttered to himself.

Well, human air travel is far from comfortable right now; there's still a long way to go.

If I had known, I would have used flying.

After muttering a few words, the ancient snake, feeling utterly bored, called over a flight attendant to bring him a bottle of wine, intending to drink it alone to pass the time on his journey.

However, just as the cork was unscrewed, the plane shook again, and the bright red wine poured into the goblet nearly spilled on Samael.

Ancient Serpent put down his wine glass, raised his head slightly, and squinted his eyes as he looked down the aisle toward the nose of the plane, where the tremors were most intense.

This time, something's not right...

Samael rose from his seat, his head bowed in deep thought as he walked forward.

At the same time, a silver-haired beauty wearing a white Cossack hat and an expensive leather suit walked towards us.

Hearing the noise, the ancient snake instinctively raised its head.

In an instant, a face so beautiful and perfectly crafted, like that of a doll, with ruby-red pupils and long, snow-white, shimmering silver hair, was reflected in Samael's eyes, causing the ancient serpent to freeze in place, momentarily lost in thought.

"Rumble..."

Just then, the plane, which had encountered another thunderstorm, shook violently again, and the lights flickered on and off due to the voltage problem.

The silver-haired beauty, who was standing unsteadily in front of the aisle, stumbled and leaned forward.

"careful!"

Suddenly, the snake-like creature in the darkness, its vertical pupils catching sight of the figure falling to the ground, snapped back to its senses and instinctively stepped forward, supporting the silver-haired beauty in the aisle with one hand.

Are you alright, ma'am?

The gentle and concerned inquiry in her ear calmed the elegantly dressed, silver-haired woman's chaotic emotions. She patted her chest lightly, then looked up at the gentleman who had offered his help, and smiled brightly.

"I'm fine, thank you."

Samael nodded and carefully helped the figure in front of him up.

Immediately, the silver-haired beauty steadied herself, extended her fair right hand in a friendly manner, and spoke with a smile.

"Ellie!"

"Ok?"

“My name is Irisviel von Einzbern, so to be fair, you should at least tell me your name, Sir Knight.”

“Samael, just call me Samael. It’s a pleasure to serve you, beautiful lady.”

Stared at by the inquisitive gaze of the silver-haired beauty, the ancient snake was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to lightly touch his chest, bowed in a standard knightly salute, blinked, and chuckled in response.

Immediately, that magnetic voice, the response perfectly matching the content of a chivalric novel, and the impeccably elegant manners immediately stirred Irisviel's excitement, giving the silver-haired beauty a sense of finding a kindred spirit.

However, immediately afterward, the plane in the thunderstorm area began to shake again. Irisviel, whose body was swaying from side to side, felt slightly dizzy. She held onto the side of the aisle door with one hand to get through the abnormality, bit her cherry lips lightly, and her pretty face was filled with a trace of doubt.

"How can humanity's most advanced mode of transportation shake so violently?"

"The highest level is not necessarily the best. Flights are greatly affected by the weather, and with current technology, turbulence is common."

If you want a more comfortable ride, I recommend taking the high-speed rail. It has less friction, less shaking, and you can enjoy the scenery. The only downside is that transferring trains can be a bit of a hassle when traveling internationally.

Samael smiled and responded gently.

"Oh, so that's it!"

The concise explanation in her ear made Irisviel suddenly understand, the fog in her eyes dissipated, and she secretly engraved this precious knowledge into her memory.

"What, it seems you've never been on a plane before?"

"Well, to be honest, this is my first time going out."

A blush crept onto Irisviel's fair face. She lowered her head, gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, and answered truthfully, somewhat embarrassed.

For some reason, she felt a strange sense of closeness to the knight in front of her, and a strong urge to confide in him welled up within her. She was also inexplicably curious and wanted to get closer to observe him and find out what was going on.

How could you have such a strange idea?

The silver-haired beauty shook her head, composed herself, glanced behind her, and asked curiously.

"By the way, I wanted to ask, what should we do if the plane crashes?"

"Put on your oxygen mask properly, sit down, and then put your hands together and pray to God..."

"Should we pray that He will protect us and help us get through this crisis?"

"No, I'm praying that my body won't break too badly so it'll be easier to claim, and my family can get an insurance payout."

As Samael spoke, he made the sign of the cross on his chest.

Her somewhat witty, yet slightly unsettling, reply, along with her affected, praying posture, made Irisviel chuckle.

However, the silver-haired beauty was still not giving up and whispered to the learned scholar in front of her.