Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

"Are your eyes okay?"

Roland lifted up Ryougi Shiki's hair and stroked her forehead which was a little hot even in the snowy winter. With the root-like words as a prelude, he was mentally prepared for many things.

Therefore, he did not intend to ask questions everywhere, but followed the atmosphere between the two and did what was supposed to be done.

The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception are extremely terrifying. Although in terms of their manifestation they cut along the easily destructible flaws themselves, the final result after the line is cut represents the concept of the end itself.

Not physical destruction, but erasure of existence.

All things must eventually come to an end and perish.

The time of this end has already been determined at the moment of the birth of things, which is the so-called death date. If there is a beginning, there must be an end; therefore, it can be reduced to nothingness.

Therefore, once it is cut to the death line, no matter its own strength or nature, it will directly enter the end of its recording.

Under normal circumstances, even if ordinary people possess such eyes, they can only interfere with the death of living things at most, but they will have much difficulty in dealing with illusory concepts.

But Ryougi Shiki is different. Because of her special origin, she has an excellent understanding of concepts. She can even kill people with information like a fixed future, so the girl often forces herself.

However, it would be a bit overwhelming to observe Roland, who had no concept of death.

Ryougi Shiki shook her head slightly and did not respond.

But as if he was afraid that Roland would worry, he explained.

"I've had this kind of experience before. I've controlled myself and just rested for a while."

She had thought countless times about what she would do after waking up or coming back.

To seek revenge on the guy behind the scenes, to kill the fellow wandering in his territory, but all these thoughts were dispelled in the warm embrace in front of him.

"So, are you going home with me next?"

Looking at Ryougi Shiki's expression, Roland spoke softly again.

Just when he thought Ryougi Shiki would continue to refuse, after all, Ryougi's family should be nearby, and it would be more important to meet the family first, but Ryougi Shiki nodded quickly, as if she couldn't wait.

So, Roland took the young lady in gorgeous clothes by the hand, passed the message to Mana Sakuragi through the wall of their hearts, and then set out on the journey home on a snowy day when it was impossible for them to meet and everything was quiet.

-

What on earth are you fighting against?

Araya Soren narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, he had been forced to the end of the street, only one step away from the exit.

Facing the chainsaw attack again, Araya Soren remained expressionless. He crossed his hands and stacked up layers of golden barriers in a defensive posture like a character in a fighting game.

The first layer of the barrier was quickly broken by the rotating chainsaw, but the following layers were like a rotating wheel, pushing up without any gaps, no longer fighting with quality, but with quantity.

But even if he managed to hold on, under that trajectory, Araya Soren retreated again.

The girl's slender arms contained an unbelievable and terrifying power. She was definitely not human, but she was not like the monsters he had seen.

"Don't be afraid."

Faced with the almost endless slashing, Araya Souren did not move at all, and recited the name of the barrier in a voice that seemed to be withered.

A huge pressure suddenly filled the trajectory of Mana Sakuragi's actions, making her feel like she was stuck in a quagmire, but it was only for a moment, and the purple trajectory hit Araya Souren again. However, for the monk who was a master of barriers, this was enough.

"King Kong, Viper--!"

Three overlapping golden rings slowly unfold and combine, with the patterns in between blending together effortlessly, strictly isolating the concepts of inside and outside.

The barrier was successfully deployed. In previous battles, this would have been enough to ensure victory. At the very least, Araya Soren had the capital to escape. However, he must not have such naive ideas in front of this woman.

"As a tortoise shell, it's quite competent, but that's all."

Mana Sakuragi jumped back slightly. She was not surprised by the separation of weapons, but quickly filled in with continuous attacks.

A bright halo gradually rose from her head and expanded. After unfolding in the shape of a ring like Araya Soren's barrier, it rushed directly towards the barrier and embedded itself into it.

Then, the violent impact began to spread wildly, using the surface and sides of the barrier as carriers, as if it had been destroyed by an earthquake!

It is conceivable what the consequences would be if one was hit by such a thing. I am afraid that not even a trace of flesh and blood would be left, and a cloud of blood mist would explode in the air, and no trace of the body would be left.

But what shocked Araya Souren even more was the holy posture that looked like an angel.

The circlet on the head is one of the descriptions of angels in Christianity today.

That feeling of being one with the world is definitely not something that can be faked by magic.

Just when Araya Soren wanted to change the posture of the barrier and gain stronger defense by shrinking it, densely packed holy corpse cloth followed closely behind and climbed on the barrier like vines.

When these holy shrouds were covering them, even Araya Soren, who had absolute control over them, lost this power at this moment and could only fix this state, just like the corpse wrapped in the holy shrouds in the legend.

"You are also very special among humans. Your soul is almost conceptualized, along with this body. So, humans are always seeking their own death. Isn't it better to just wait for salvation?"

Until now, Mana Sakuragi hadn't even taken a breath, and even had time to chat with the enemy. Her tone was as relaxed as ever. While ensuring that she put in her best effort, she still firmly maintained the upper hand.

However, despite this, Sakuragi Mana, who should have had an overwhelming advantage, still failed to completely cut off Araya Souren's head.

"boom--!"

After the barrier that was finally set up was broken again, Sakuramitsu Mana achieved victory from Araya Souren for the third time.

Araya Soren's left hand was completely separated from his body.

The purple crystals also quickly began to spread on the wound. The experienced monk didn't even look at his broken arm that was flying out and crystallizing. He used his right hand, which was half covered with crystals, to smash his broken arm hard, breaking the trend of the crystals spreading.

Such pain made the battle-hardened monk groan involuntarily. He leaned against the wall behind him in embarrassment and almost fell down.

Many joints in his body had been twisted and deformed, and his bones were almost broken by the direct impact.

My throat was filled with blood and even speaking became difficult.

There was a big hole in the abdomen, and most of the internal organs had turned into something worse than dumpling filling.

He was clearly just running away, but due to the overwhelming gap in strength, he ended up in this miserable state in less than a few minutes.

"The existence of mythology should not be manifested on earth... especially at your level."

However, Araya Soren also came to a conclusion from this.

The monster in front of him did not come from the Age of Gods as previously speculated. Her origins were even more twisted.

This aura and the weapons filled with concepts all indicate this.

"You're not dead yet?"

Mana Sakuragi frowned angrily.

"As expected, it would be better to make a bigger noise and use the Holy Lance to pierce your barrier directly... Ugh, but I don't know if this will disturb the master's conversation..."

Just when the girl in love was distressed, a glimmer of true red light flashed in her eyes.

"Ah! My master is urging me to go home!"

The pink-haired girl smiled happily, and suddenly lost interest in getting entangled with Araya Soren who was wrapped in a turtle shell, and skipped away.

Araya Souren could only watch Sakurami Mana leave and closed his eyes.

"I saved my life."

Although the monk sighed like this, the body was no longer usable and he could only quickly find time to repair it using spare parts.

But it's all worth it.

This suffering itself proves the value of his path. Although it is not clear what changes will occur in Ryougi Shiki, it is probably within the controllable range.

Next, we must quickly advance our plans, and if possible, we need to find a few cannon fodder...

Everything is to reach the end of the cause of all things.

-

At the end of the night, the girl wearing crystal dancing shoes took light steps, even using the void to move, just to reach the ordinary villa quickly.

Some unnatural emotion was brewing on the girl's delicate face.

At this moment full of expectations, Sakuragi Mana also rarely began to think from the perspective of her own personality. What kind of emotions were lingering in her heart?

Was it because he couldn't disturb his master that he failed to crush the disgusting head in the turtle shell cleanly?

No, that guy has no value at all. To me, he is just like dust. If he had not dared to stand in front of his master, this thing would not even be worthy of my attention. He failed to be killed by me, and instead, that guy missed the greatest honor of his life.

Is it because I left my original world?

No, no matter which world they are in, human beings are the same, neither good nor bad, without any value worth caring about, and they can't even understand the meaning of the eternal utopia that they have given to them.

These things are not the fundamental reasons... Then, Sakurami Mana, who was frowning and thinking hard, finally understood the moment she saw the door of the villa.

"So this is ah."

A pure and brilliant smile bloomed on the girl's face, as if it was radiating light, like a real angel.

"——I want to see the master too much."

When Mana Sakuragi realized this, she was so excited that she didn't know what expression to use.

"My Adam..."

How will you love me tonight?

With a bright and charming smile, Sakurami Mana pushed open the door.

——Then, she made eye contact with the girl with short black hair who was lazily lying on the sofa.

The other person was wearing a gorgeous kimono and lying on the sofa cushion without any care. Although snowflakes were still falling outside, the girl was still holding a cold strawberry-flavored Haagen-Dazs in her hand, and it looked like she had eaten half of it.

For some reason, even Sakurami Mana felt the unique charm of that heroic demeanor that was impressive and unforgettable.

Is it the owner’s new companion?

At the beginning, Sakuragi Mana still held such a naive idea that no matter how many women Roland had, who were used to convey emotions and bring peace of mind, they could not make Sakuragi Mana feel the slightest ripple, because she was different from them.

Eve and Adam are inseparable beings, original partners who are superior to all worldly things, and persons who are no less than the other half of their master.

Therefore, no matter how indulgent Roland is, Mana Sakuragi will obey him unconditionally, because he will still come to her in the end anyway.

But this woman is different. That kind of vague connection cannot escape his eyes. This is a better relationship than the relationship between the soul and the body. It is more harmonious. To use an analogy, it is a personal dependence.

——Just as Eve depends on Adam.

"Real name? Welcome back."

Roland raised his head from the sofa and skillfully opened his arms towards Sakuraman Mana. The pink-haired girl also threw herself into Roland's arms as usual.

But this time, she did not get into Roland's arms and rub her head against his chest to act coquettishly. Instead, she gently rested her chin on Roland's shoulder, sniffing the scent of that connection, letting her own scent cover Roland again, and protested to Ryougi Shiki with a slightly smug look.

Seeing the two of them being so intimate, Ryougi Shiki also raised her head and looked at Sakurami Mana with clear eyes that were not surprised, as if she didn't understand what was going on at all.

This pure and innocent expression, and the look of being helpless, was the most obvious provocation to Mana Sakuragi.

The smile on Mana Sakuragi's face slowly disappeared, and then she expressed her attitude with her actions without any hesitation.

Seeing that some readers have questions, let me explain that Roland's ceremony of going to heaven is carried out simultaneously in the past, present, and future. Once the ceremony begins, it is part of the paradox. However, Roland cannot interfere with the future now, but the Key of All Souls can transcend this limitation and use it as a medium to get help.

Chapter 173 The First Sacrificial Soul

The deep aura of Mana Sakuragi instantly enveloped the entire place and just barely missed Roland's ears, startling him slightly.

Eve's real name was the one that gave him the least worry, and her attitude in this regard made him feel at ease. However, in the face of this full-force pressure, Roland still realized that something was wrong.

Although he still didn't understand how Ryougi Shiki had touched off Mana's anger, as things had developed to this point, he had more or less realized that something was wrong.

So he pulled Sakuraman Mana out of his arms and used his body to block the two girls, temporarily reducing the depressing atmosphere.

"Humph."

Ryougi Shiki, who was eating Haagen-Dazs, still had a cold expression on his face. Just as he was about to stand up and take out the dagger, he lay back on the sofa because of Roland's action.

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in her clear eyes, but the barely perceptible joy deep in her eyes still showed that she was somewhat happy about Roland's behavior.

Roland looked at Mana Sakuragi seriously.

The pink-haired girl's face was filled with anger, and her breathing was a little rapid. One hand grabbed the hem of her skirt and twisted it into a ball, while the other hand was held in the air, as if she was ready to summon the holy sword. She looked like a hardworking wife who accidentally caught her philandering husband having an affair with a vixen when she returned home.

After thinking about it carefully, Roland felt that he probably understood the situation. It was probably the root cause. Although he couldn't be completely sure, it was undeniable that the other party was also a part of this heavenly ritual.

This should be the so-called Shura field, right?

According to Roland's impression of the solution of Brother Cheng, at this time, as long as he was not killed after being stabbed, he could avoid the direction of the good ship and have a happy ending.

But things are obviously not that simple. Although Mana Sakuragi meets the characteristics of a yandere from every perspective, her tendency is obviously to the other extreme. She only thinks about Roland, and her love is blind. In her heart, even if there is a fault, it will only be on a third party.