Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

With each swing of the new passenger's arm, the long spear deflected the descending claws, tearing open the monster's flesh and blood, sending up sprays of blood and bits of meat.

The monster screamed repeatedly, growing fearful under the repeated attacks. It hurriedly climbed up the surrounding dead trees to avoid the sharp edge of the long spear and burrowed into the deeper darkness.

"Want to run?"

The new passenger looked disdainful and immediately stomped forward, ready to finish the job in one fell swoop and completely eradicate this filth.

be cheated!

However, just as the two were about to approach each other, the monster suddenly turned around, revealing a cruel grin. Its jaw opened in an exaggerated arc, and a stream of red and black venom shot out of its mouth like a sharp arrow.

Wherever the red and black filth passed, vegetation withered, the ground was melted into large pits, and even the hard granite could not withstand the corrosion and shattered.

Realizing the danger, the new passenger quickly gripped the handle tightly, pointed the long spear forward in the air, and coldly chanted.

"Divine water, divine fire, divine wind, clear and bright!"

In an instant, blue, red, and cyan light surged from the tip of the spear, washing away and burning away the sprayed venom.

hateful!

Seeing that its carefully prepared attack had failed, the monster was furious, but also wary of the newcomer's strength. After weighing its options, it decisively turned around and slithered into the depths of the dense forest.

But before the monster could run a few steps, the new passenger, having already reacted, raised the long halberd in his hand and shouted coldly.

"May the land of roots release its breath, and may Sumera quickly absolve himself of his sins!"

The chant from the Great Exorcism Song echoed, and a blue torrent shot out from the magic circle formed in front of the long spear, piercing the monster's chest with lightning speed.

"boom!"

In an instant, the monster with a gaping hole in its chest collapsed to the ground, the loud noise causing the surrounding withered leaves to fall in a rustling sound.

Seeing that the target in the pit was not moving, the new passenger did not rush forward, but calmly raised his hand.

"Erlknig!"

"Magic Bullet (Freischütz)!"

With a deep chant, spell bullets condensed from magic shot forward, slamming into the monster one after another.

The monster, which had been lying motionless, convulsed violently a few times before finally becoming still.

By this time, its body was already completely rotten.

Even snakes, known for their vitality, are no longer capable of causing such a disturbance.

Such skill in finishing off enemies, you're a pro.

Samael, hiding behind the tree, witnessed this outrageous scene and muttered to himself, his dark eyes scrutinizing the mysterious exorcist from head to toe.

Due to the intense fighting earlier, the new passenger's cumbersome coat and sunglasses had already been discarded.

The being in the shadows is a black-haired, blue-eyed girl of about 14 years old.

Just like her outer garment, her inner attire was also quite unique.

It was a blue and white shrine maiden's outfit, similar to two loincloths pieced together. The buttons and pendants were mostly made of jade, and a blue bow was tied around the waist to bind it. The undulating curves of her youthful breasts could be vaguely seen from the side.

In short, it has both a religious sense of sacredness and a strong sense of dread.

At this moment, the exorcist girl walked up to the monster's corpse with her two smooth legs, squatted down to examine it, and muttered to herself.

"So it was a Prajna..."

Hannya is a type of demon in Japanese folklore, belonging to the category of vengeful spirits. It is said that due to jealousy, a person's soul leaves their body while they are still alive, and this soul can attack or even kill the person they are jealous of.

At this point, if the soul can return to the body and regain rationality, this state is called "generation". When hatred occupies the mind and rationality cannot be restored, the person will be transformed into a ghost, which is "Prajna".

The Hannya-men Oni-onna originated from the snake worship in Japan. The so-called Hannya is actually a stage of transformation of the snake woman. It is a transformation that occurs from birth and is called Chusei. The female vengeful spirit will gradually change due to jealousy and hatred, and eventually become a snake, or even a real snake.

Therefore, Prajna generally has the horns of a demon and some characteristics of a snake.

Clearly, based on the above characteristics, this is the one Samael encountered.

As soon as I left the shrine, I encountered a car full of corpse demons and a Hannya. This place is too scary!

Moreover, before the lone Prajna could even be interrogated, it was banished by the kind-hearted exorcist.

So far, he hasn't gotten much useful information...

The ancient snake inwardly grumbled, but also suffered from a terrible headache.

"Hey, you! Put your hands behind your head, lie down, and don't move!"

Just as Samael was muttering to himself, a stern rebuke echoed in his ears, and a pair of small hands touched him all over, even prying open his teeth as if he were livestock.

In short, the actions were quite impolite.

Finally, after touching her for a good seven or eight minutes, the exorcist girl reluctantly stopped, her wariness lessening slightly and her expression softening a bit.

"Hmm, it seems you haven't mutated yet, so you're safe for now."

Does this have to be so professional, young lady?

Samael was somewhat amused and exasperated by the forced physical examination, but in order to extract more information, he pretended to be still in shock.

"What, what's going on?"

"What else could happen? You ran into a truckload of ghouls and a Prajna, and you were almost eaten by them."

The exorcist girl rolled her eyes and gave a snort of annoyance.

"What are you doing running around in the wilderness so late at night? Don't you know it's dangerous here?"

"When I opened my eyes, I was already here..."

Samael looked bewildered and answered half-truthfully.

"Are you an outsider?"

The exorcist girl seemed to be deep in thought, then looked at Samael with a hint of pity in her eyes.

"You're really unlucky to have ended up in this godforsaken place."

"Um, could you explain...?"

"Shh, don't talk!"

Just as Samael was about to take the opportunity to ask some relevant information, the exorcist girl's ears twitched slightly, as if she had heard something. Her face suddenly hardened, and she immediately covered the mouth of the adult man next to her without saying a word.

Samael sensed it too.

Moreover, it is clearer.

林子里有些不干净的东西在接近，3点钟方向有2只，9点钟方向有4只，11点钟方向有3只。

It looks like the ghoul from the tram earlier.

"Prajna is dead. Her scent will soon attract other monsters. It's no longer safe here."

The exorcist girl spoke in a deep voice, then picked up the clothes and sunglasses on the ground, and casually dragged a certain unfortunate soul along with her.

"If you want to live, come with me!"

Samael nodded obediently, then reached out and poked the girl's back.

"that……"

"I told you not to talk, you're so annoying!"

"Could I ask your name? You've saved me twice, you can't just call me 'Hey', can you?"

"whispering sound!"

The exorcist girl didn't seem to care, and her temper was clearly not very friendly.

"Utsumi Eriko..."

"what?"

“I said, my name is Utsumi Eriyo! Shut up right now! If you keep babbling, believe me, I'll leave you here all alone!”

The girl grinned, repeating herself like an aggressive puppy, then grabbed Samael's belt without hesitation and sped off toward the road.

From the shadows of the dense forest, the faint stench of rotting flesh could already be heard.

Chapter Thirty-Four: Warning, Illegal Cohabitation!

Late at night, in a sparsely populated area of ​​the city.

Eee~~

With a low, soft sound, the door opened a crack, and two figures slid along the corner of the wall across the darkness and into the light.

call……

I finally made it back safely. Bringing someone along was really troublesome.

Only after entering the house and closing the door did Utsumi Eriyo finally breathe a sigh of relief, throw down her violin case, and plunge into the soft sofa, her body sinking deep into the foam, her tense nerves easing slightly.

Samael, who had been brought in, habitually looked around and examined the home of the young exorcist.

The building initially appeared to be a dubious "maid café" with an overly high level of amenities that seemed disproportionate for a café in a multi-family building.

For some reason, the interior was renovated and turned into a new residence.

The interior is decorated in a Victorian style, with wooden floors and vintage-style decorations, creating a sense of understated luxury.

"Hey, it's too dangerous outside at night. Find a room here and stay here for the night. We'll talk about other things when it's light tomorrow."

After a short rest, Eri, who was lying on the sofa, noticed the gazes lingering behind her and realized that there were other people in the room. She immediately coughed lightly, sat up straight, and adopted the demeanor of a hostess, waving her hand in a seemingly calm manner to give instructions.

“I’m not called Hey, you can call me Samael.”

The ancient snake withdrew its gaze, reluctantly corrected itself, and then looked out the window at the deep, dark night outside, tentatively asking a question.

"By the way, Ms. Eriyo, could you tell me where this place is? What's going on outside?"

"Where? Are you asking about daytime or nighttime?"

"Uh, is there a difference?"

"Of course there is a difference!"

Eri glanced at the unlucky guy who still didn't understand the situation and replied irritably.

"By day, this is a land of people, the heart of Japan, the capital Tokyo, but by night, it becomes a world of evil spirits, Heian-kyo, where a hundred demons roam at night!"

Tokyo and Kyoto?

Two completely different cities, one modern and one ancient, separated by thousands of miles?

A singularity that is constantly transforming and has two layers of worlds, an inner and an outer one?

Samael raised his hand and stroked his chin, his eyes thoughtful.

This strange anomaly was something he had never encountered before.

"Don't worry, there's a protective barrier in the city, so it's safe for now. Just stay put and you'll get through tonight."

The girl seemed to take Samael's thoughtful expression as worry, and softened her tone to comfort him.

However, to enhance the persuasiveness and deterrent effect of her words, Eri quickly put on a stern face, stood up, put her hands on her hips, and gave a serious warning.

"Behave yourself, did you hear me? If you run into the wilderness, your chances of surviving tonight are definitely less than 10%!"

Under Eri's fierce gaze, Samael, who was from a "vulnerable group," nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would never do anything reckless.

"Alright, I have class tomorrow. I'm going to take a shower. Find a room yourself, any one except the innermost one is fine, there are plenty of empty ones anyway."

Eri saw the unfortunate fellow before her, who so wisely heeded the warning, nodded in satisfaction, gave him a few simple instructions, and then yawned as she prepared to take a bath.

As the door was pushed open, Samael instinctively looked around.

The innermost bedroom is adorable, with bookshelves and life-sized plush pillows. The decor is quite cute, which is a major reason why Eri chose to live here.

The bathroom is decorated in a French style, and the bathtub is made with enamelware, which looks like something out of a Western painting. It is also very spacious, enough for two people to bathe together.

"Hey, where are you looking? If you dare to peek, I'll throw you out right now!"

Seemingly sensing the gaze behind her, the alert Eri turned around, waving her little fist and grinding her teeth in warning.

Sorry, it's just a professional habit...

Samael realized he had almost been mistaken for a pervert, coughed slightly, and quickly and tactfully averted his gaze. He got up, found a bedroom, went inside, and locked the door to avoid suspicion.