People are collapsing, but the integrated strategy is launched

"Agreement? What agreement?" Theresa tilted her head curiously.

"When we leave the village, we will move to another place, cut off the past, and start a new life."

"How about we change our names then? You'll be called Theresa, and I'll be called Xia Ling. How about that?"

"Theresa..." Theresa's eyes flashed with confusion: "What a strange name, but I like it very much."

"Well, in order to get familiar with this identity in advance, how about we call each other this when others are not around?"

"Okay, Sister Xia Ling~" Theresa said sweetly.

"So good...my lovely Theresa." Xia Ling showed a healed smile.

"Well, Theresa, you have to remember this..."

"No matter what time it is, no matter what you hear, please... "

"Believe me."

Chapter 11: What a beast!

In the Shiomi River, Yae Shinto was holding a sharp sword and breathing slightly.

His physical fitness is not that strong. Although it is easy for him to deal with the dead soldiers, at least when facing the Honkai beast, such physical fitness can be regarded as a burden.

However, the reason why he was able to control the Yae Shrine and kill the monsters that the villagers talked about was not because of his physical fitness.

But it was the knife in his hand.

The sacred sword Sakura Fubuki is a sacred sword that has been enshrined in the Yae Shrine for generations and can only be used by people from the Yae Shrine.

However, even the Eightfold God Lord generally would not use this sword. Most of the time, it was strictly protected in the shrine. The sword would only be used when it was time to defeat the monsters.

For ordinary Honkai beasts, a simple swing of the blade would instantly cut them in half, and they wouldn't be as miserable as they are today.

As for why the Eightfold Divine Lord is in such a mess today...

"You useless piece of shit! You've been practicing swordsmanship for so long, but you were so scared when facing a monster that you couldn't even hold the sword!"

After sheathing the magic sword, the Eighth God Lord turned around and glared at the trembling Xia Ling.

"With your level, how can you inherit the shrine in the future!"

"Yes, I'm sorry, father..." Xia Ling's voice was a little tearful: "But... I'm really scared..."

"Afraid? Humph, fear is something that can be overcome. In this case, during this period of time, whenever there is a request to exorcise a demon, you must come with me!"

The Eightfold Divine Lord took a deep breath and calmed himself down: "After you go back these few days, you must practice harder. Within a week, I want to see you kill a humanoid monster with your own hands."

"Yes, father, I will try my best..."

Xia Ling maintained her previous expression, still looking frightened.

However, her heart was already filled with joy.

Although Xia Ling's main weapon is not this kind of katana, she has some knowledge of these weapons. Coupled with the muscle memory of this body, she will definitely not perform as poorly as she does now.

The reason why she behaved like this... was because she needed to lay some groundwork for her later plans.

Following the still furious Yajū Lord, Xia Ling successfully completed the demon-killing commissions for the morning and began to practice basic sword-swinging movements in the shrine.

However, apparently in pursuit of efficiency, Feiyuwan arranged the plot progress, obviously not giving Xia Ling more time to lay the groundwork.

That afternoon, a group of villagers went to see the Eightfold God Lord.

"Lord God!"

"Lord God, it has not rained for three months. Please hold another sacrificial ceremony!"

"Lord God, we just held a sacrifice last month, why is it not raining yet?"

In the shrine, more than a dozen village representatives were crowded in the shrine, discussing why it didn't rain, while Yae Shinto Lord was sitting opposite, listening silently.

As the next generation heir of the shrine, Yaezakura is naturally qualified to attend the class as an observer.

"It must be because the girl who was sacrificed last time was not a virgin, and the gods were angry!" An old woman who looked very "respected" said sternly: "This happened ten years ago. Only by offering sacrifices of the blood of the witches can the anger of the gods be appeased!"

Xia Ling on the side clenched her fists.

Although I got a little mad when I saw this part in the original work, I got even angrier when I experienced it myself.

Xia Ling silently memorized the old man's face.

Although these people in the dream are not real people, it should not be excessive to find a chance to vent my anger after the plan is completed.

After all, I, Xia Ling, don’t really hold grudges (laughs).

"I understand."

After hesitating for a moment, the Eightfold Divine Lord stood up.

"Then let's use Rin as a sacrifice. She has been ill for a long time and is unable to recover. If we can make some contribution to the village, she will surely be happy."

It seemed that the villagers' purpose was to force the god to make such a promise. After the god agreed to offer another sacrifice, the villagers quickly dispersed.

Seeing the villagers leave, Xia Ling gently tugged at the sleeve of the Eightfold God Lord.

"Wait, Father, do you really want to..."

"Sakura, this is Rin's duty," Yae-sama said calmly.

"Please prepare yourself. You will preside over the sacrificial ceremony in two days."

"Wait, Father, why me?"

"Aren't you afraid of swinging a knife? Once you kill someone, you won't be afraid anymore."

The Eightfold God Lord glanced at Xia Ling, who looked a little scared, and shook his head slightly.

"Besides, if you take Rin to see the God, Rin will be happy too."

"..."

Xia Ling pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time.

Then, as if giving up something, my body relaxed.

"Then, Father, could you please not let me personally..."

"No."

"If you don't even dare to attack the unarmed Lin, can you attack the monsters outside?"

The questioning of the Eightfold Divine Lord was deafening.

"Yes, Father."

Seeing that Xia Ling had finally given up struggling, the Eightfold Divine Lord nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, go practice swordplay."

Seeing the Eightfold God Lord finally walking away, Xia Ling gritted his teeth and swung his sword with much greater force.

"What a bunch of *Saint Freya's foul language* beasts, but luckily we managed to fool that old man."

In the original work, it was because Yae Sakura revealed her wish not to let Rin die here that later on, in order to prevent Yae Sakura from taking Rin away, Yae Shinto cut Rin's tendons and started the sacrifice early.

But if she gave in directly here, it would seem deliberate and unreasonable. After all, Sakura and Rin have a good relationship, and it would be even more unnatural if she didn't plead for Rin at all.

At this time, we need to make use of the previous preparation.

Xia Ling cleverly transformed her intention of "not wanting to kill her sister" into her intention of "not wanting to do it herself", and the Eighth Level God Lord, who had just been tricked by Xia Ling in the morning, would naturally think of the fact that Xia Ling couldn't even hold the sword steadily.

In this way, his understanding of this sentence will change from "don't want to kill" to "don't dare to kill".

Compared to the former, the latter is a bit cowardly, but it does not require Theresa to be completely incapacitated like in the original work.

Although whether Theresa is able to act here does not actually affect the overall situation, it is better to forget about cutting her tendons. Xia Ling believes that if her friend is treated like this in front of her, she might just give up her plan and fight with the opponent.

at the same time......

No one would be on guard against a little girl who doesn't even dare to kill others.

Xia Ling gave a creepy smile.

Chapter 12: Be more open-minded (real)

In dreams, time always passes inexplicably quickly.

In Xia Ling's physical perception, she felt that only a few hours had passed, but in her dream, two full days had passed.

It was not known whether it was because the time flowed at such a speed in the dream or because Feiyumaru did not want to give her more time. In any case, before she had time to make more arrangements, the time had come to the time for the sacrificial ceremony.

Fortunately, Xia Ling had anticipated this. In the limited time, she chose to spend more time with Theresa. In addition to trying to maintain their relationship and see if she could make Theresa remember her, she also had her own selfish motives.

After all, no matter whether this is successful or not, you won't be able to see this limited edition of cute Theresa anymore when you go out, so you must stick to her a few more times now.

As the host of the sacrificial ceremony, Xia Ling's work is extremely busy on the day of the sacrifice. The sacrificial ceremony is not just about offering sacrifices. Hosting the ceremony, arranging the altar and other activities are all very particular.

At the same time, Xia Ling also learned why in the original work, the Lord of the Eightfold God was willing to cut Rin's tendons in order to prevent Sakura from taking her away.

Because Sakura might actually have this condition.

The altar of Yae Village is set up between Yae Village and the shrine. On both sides of this location are Takezakura Slope on one side and Shiomi River and Soraniwa Bamboo Grove on the other.

The villagers' fear of God made them dare not approach the altar. The place where they watched the sacrificial ceremony was dozens of meters away from the altar.

With Yaezakura being the only one on the stage, if Yaezakura had really taken Rin into the forest, both Takezakura Hill and Sorakuten Bamboo Forest would have been hardest hit by Honkai beasts. Given the situation of these villagers, it would have been impossible for them to risk their lives to chase after them.

And since the sacrificial ceremony does not require the carrying of a spiritual sword, there is no possibility for the Eightfold God Lord to enter the mountains and forests to look for someone.

If they wanted to intercept them before they entered the woods, not to mention whether the villagers dared to approach the altar, the initial distance of several dozen meters alone would be enough for Yae Sakura to run into the mountains with Rin.

Seeing this situation, Xia Ling felt a little annoyed.

"Damn it... It turns out that it's so easy to escape from the sacrificial field. I wonder if the preparations I left behind are enough to make the Eightfold God Lord relax his vigilance..."

Restraining the uneasiness in her heart, Xia Ling completed the arrangement of the altar, then returned to the shrine, began to bathe and change clothes, and prepared to preside over the sacrificial ceremony.

After a while, Yae Shinto Lord arrived at the shrine at the time when the sacrifice was about to begin.

"The ceremony is about to begin, Ying, are you ready?"

"I'm sorry, Father... I, I'm still a little..."

"Heh... I knew you still wouldn't dare to do it."

The Eightfold God Lord showed an expected expression.

"But it doesn't matter. I have already arranged it. Just do it. Rin won't resist."

"!"

"Father, Rin..."

"I was planning to cut the tendons in her hands and feet so that she couldn't move."

Yae-shin looked at Ying and said, "But unfortunately, Rin is too weak now. I don't know if it's because of the medicine, but her physical condition has deteriorated rapidly recently. If we really do this, she may not be able to hold on until the sacrificial ceremony begins."

"So, I just asked the village doctor for a potion that can make people weak, and gave it to her."

At this point, the Eightfold Divine Lord asked calmly: "It has come to this point, Ying, you don't have any psychological burden, do you?"

"After taking that medicine, even if she is not used for the sacrifice today, Lin's body will not last more than a year. Just do it and end her suffering in advance."

"Okay, the ceremony will begin soon. Go change into your sacrificial clothes and come over to preside over the ceremony."

After saying this, the Eightfold God Lord left on his own.

"Huh... calm down, calm down."

Taking a deep breath, Xia Ling reminded herself to calm down.

"It doesn't matter. This is just a dream. As long as I can survive this day with Theresa, the mission will be accomplished. Compared to Rin's fate in the original work, this is already pretty good."

"This bastard...wait for me later!"

......

In the afternoon, the sacrificial ceremony began as scheduled. Xia Ling, dressed in a witch's costume, began the process of the sacrificial ceremony.

If we ignore the nature of human sacrifice and Theresa, whose eyes gradually dimmed as she was tied to the altar, this sacrifice could indeed be described as smooth and pleasing to the eye.

Soon, it was time for the sacrifice.

Picking up the sharp long knife on the altar, Xia Ling lowered his head slightly and came in front of Theresa.