I, the god, recruit witches to make money

But being able to curb that kind of demonic thinking overtly is already extremely rare.

Not everyone can be so recklessly greedy.

“…Are you that awesome?”

Jianju was a little confused, as if his usual playmate suddenly said that he was worth over 100 million yuan and had a beautiful car and beautiful women at home.

His real identity is a rich second generation.

As friends, there will definitely be a feeling of unreality in your heart.

"Are you really okay?"

She couldn't help but ask again.

"Don't worry, you guys can help write the challenge letter, and leave the rest to me."

Bai Shi patted Jian Ju's shoulder and didn't intend to let her get involved too much.

The matter was too big for Jianju's shoulders to bear.

The post-event management can be done by Jian Ju and others.

The decisions made by the Goshichi family cannot affect the overall fate of mankind, but they can still affect Japan.

It is undoubtedly anti-intellectual to let a group of people who want to be demonized continue to serve as leaders.

Gao Mujiao came back to his senses, closed his jaw which was almost dislocated from shock, and asked: "What are you going to do?"

"There should always be a greeting gift when visiting someone's home."

Bai Shi squatted down, stroked Caesar's tiger head with his hand, and had an idea in his mind.

Prepare some gifts for them before ten o'clock.

……

Nine fifty in the morning.

Ise Jingu Shrine.

Fujiwara Ryugen hurried into the inner palace with the written challenge letter, ignoring the priests and even the shrine maidens who came to greet him.

Provoke their discussion.

It was normal for him to ignore the priest, and even the greeting of the miko was ignored, which was totally inconsistent with the romantic character of this young priestess.

"What happened?" "This is the first time I've seen the young palace official look so serious."

Fujiwara no Ryugen ran quickly, shaking off the discussions, and went straight to the center of the inner palace, the Imperial Shrine.

Amaterasu Omikami is enshrined here, and the Eight-foot Mirror, one of the three sacred treasures symbolizing imperial power, is enshrined.

It looks very low, only three or four meters high, which is not in line with its noble status.

There is something special inside.

Fujiwara Ryugen stepped into the Imperial Shrine, and an endless plain appeared before his eyes. The ground was covered with white gravel, like stars in the sky, emitting a silver glow.

A small mirror is suspended in the air, with a light flowing on its surface that is so bright that one cannot look away.

The chief priest, Fujiwara no Kiyoko, stood under the mirror, wearing a pure white dress and her long hair tied up with a wooden hairpin.

He looks to be in his early twenties.

His eyes are clear, without any worldly desires, like a clear spring.

"Thank you for your hard work, Long Xian."

It seemed that the person was three or four miles away, but the words seemed to be ringing in my ears.

Fujiwara Ryugen threw the challenge letter over, "Sister, are you planning to cooperate with the monsters?"

Fujiwara Kiyoko took the challenge letter, looked at the word "challenge" on the cover, and replied as she opened it, "Yes, this is the decision of my father and others."

After reading the contents of the letter, she folded it again.

Fujiwara Ryugen said solemnly, "Do you really believe that the magic potion has no side effects?"

"Of course I don't believe it, but we have checked and found that there is no means of control hidden in the potion itself. The only thing we need to pay attention to is the negative emotions."

Fujiwara Kiyoko said slowly: "We have been cultivating our minds for many years. We are not like people like Oki Takehiko. How can we not resist the erosion of negative emotions?

You can go down, I can pretend that what happened to you didn't happen."

"Please report the truth to my father and others."

Fujiwara Ryugen sighed secretly in his heart and did not intend to persuade his sister to change her mind, but just insisted on his own opinion.

If it weren't for Bai Shi, he would have regarded all this as a helpless choice.

If so, that would be different.

He firmly chose not to become a demon.

"Are you crazy?"

For the first time, an expression other than calm appeared on Fujiwara Kiyoko's face, and she wanted to use her authority as an older sister to make him retreat.

Fujiwara Ryugen did not retreat, but looked directly into her eyes and said in a deep voice: "I am not crazy, it is you sisters who are crazy, and you actually want to become a demon.

Now that you have turned into monsters, can you still be called human beings?"

“Whether you are a human being or not depends on your heart.”

"Seeking demonization for one's own benefit, I don't think demonization can strengthen one's position."

Fujiwara Ryugen's retort made Qingzi extremely angry. Her eyes were filled with anger and she shouted, "Are you questioning father and the others?"

“……” Fujiwara Ryugen was silent, expressing his inner thoughts in silence.

The anger in Fujiwara Kiyoko's heart slowly dissipated in the face of this silence. She did not continue to argue and said, "Be prepared to be punished later."

Killing, that is impossible.

Punishment is inevitable.

"Sister, you underestimate Shiraishi-kun." Fujiwara Ryugen showed a complicated expression on his face.

As the junior chief priest, he naturally did not want the Ise Shrine to lose face.

But reason told him that no one in Ise Jingu could stop Shiraishi.

"You underestimate us."

Fujiwara Kiyoko replied indifferently and waved her hand. A dark crack appeared under the mirror and the challenge letter was sucked into it.

After a while, a deep voice came out from the crack, "Ise Jingu has never been afraid of challenges from others. Let the Jingu and the priestesses be prepared to welcome them."

"As for you, go stay in the detention room. We'll discuss your punishment after this is over."

"Yes."

Fujiwara Ryugen did not object to his father's order, but he did not have the strength to fight against a powerful man in the eighth realm.

……

Inside the Eight-foot Mirror.

An extremely luxurious palace is surrounded by fruit trees and farmlands.

In the main hall inside the palace, three cushions are arranged in an orderly manner.

Fujiwara Ryosuke held the challenge letter in his hand and whispered, "You really don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is."

The tall guard beside him shook his head and sighed, "They are still too young, blinded by the so-called justice and dreams.

If you want to make the world progress, you can’t just rely on good beliefs.”

"That's right." The only female, Eto Yuzu, agreed.

Only three people live within the secret area of ​​Ise Jingu Shrine.

And the number of servants serving the three men exceeded three digits.

The orchards, farmlands, palace cleaning, laundry, cooking, etc. were all done by the servants.

They are only responsible for concentrating on cultivation and occasionally interfere in major events outside the secret realm.

"It's because we haven't taken action for too long, so people have forgotten what the eighth level of strength is like."

Fujiwara Ryosuke crumpled the letter of challenge into a ball, and with a little force, the letter broke into pieces, falling from his palm like dust. "I will teach them a lesson later."

"Don't hurt anyone."

Konoe Xun reminded, "To dare to challenge Ise Jingu, one must be at least at the peak of the Seven Realms. If I remember correctly, there is an unknown force behind Nohara Shrine."

"Maybe it's the power of that mysterious person."

Eto Yuzu added.

Fujiwara Ryosuke understood what the two were worried about.

The domestic situation was so unpredictable that even they found it difficult to see clearly.

"I have my own sense of proportion."

He answered casually, his eyes turning thoughtful, and said, "Compared to this, I am more worried about the analysis of the magic potion. What is the situation at the Magic Council?"

"I have asked Arthur to start researching it. He guarantees that he can create a magical potion without side effects."

Naturally, they did not trust Frieda, and chose to agree and compromise simply because they were concerned that Frieda was too powerful.

And the King of the West who is behind Frieda.

After their consideration, they decided that if they rashly engaged in an all-out war with the monsters, they would probably be defeated, so they decided to compromise temporarily.

The leader of the Goshichi family outside was transformed into a demon to gain Frieda's trust.

I am secretly researching safer magic potions.

As long as they can break through to the ninth level, defeating the monsters in the Shura Realm will be a sure thing.

At that time, who will work for the King of the West according to the contract?

Kill the three kings and divide the Shura world.

This is the big game played by the Seven Secret Families and the Magic Council.

In this game of chess, it doesn’t matter how many people die.

The key is that they have to survive to the end to avoid the extinction of mankind.

……

9:55 AM.

The challenge letter was sent to the seven families, and each family had different reactions.

The country is still prosperous and peaceful, and Tokyo TV is still broadcasting anime.

Frieda mingled among the crowd, thinking about her next plan.

The commotion of the surrounding crowd brought it back to its senses.

"Look, that's a real tiger, right?" "I think it's role play..."

Frieda looked toward the street ahead.

Metal armor covers the bodies of the man and the tiger.

He placed his hand on the armor's mask and slid it down. The armor receded like the tide, revealing the beautiful facial features inside, "You must be Frieda.

Nice to meet you. My name is Shiraishi.

Frieda's heart sank. She had not expected that the other party could find her directly.

He clearly concealed his aura to the utmost and blended into the crowd to disguise himself.

"What do you find me for?"

"I want to borrow something from you."

"My head?"

"Yes."

Shiraishi kicked Caesar back to the shrine.