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“Oh, it seems the direction has changed again.”

“But it's been a long time since I came to this country. This time, it seems much more interesting.”

The girl's lips curled into a beautiful smile, and then her slender body transformed into an owl again, flying towards the east.

Chapter 319: Mariya Hikari

“Sister, who is this?”

Just as Mariya Yuri was about to leave with Haramura Makoto, a little girl who looked seven or eight parts similar to Mariya Yuri, but was still very young, hopped out of the room.

“Don't be rude, Hikari.”

Mariya Yuri's face suddenly changed, and she immediately reprimanded her own sister.

That's right, the little girl who appeared now is Mariya Yuri's younger sister, Mariya Hikari.

“This is the Godslayer.”

“You are the Godslayer, sir?”

Mariya Hikari's face showed a bit of fear, giving people a sense of fragility that wanted to be protected.

But paradoxically, in the depths of her brown pupils, there was also a curiosity about seeing new things.

“That's right, I am.”

“Little girl, I'm going to take your sister to do something. Can I borrow her for a while?”

Haramura Makoto smiled, his body directly appearing in front of Mariya Hikari, reaching out and covering Mariya Hikari's little head, and said in a gentle tone.

“Is that so.”

Mariya Hikari blinked her eyes, and said with innocent childishness.

“Then will you return my sister to me?”

Mariya Yuri's face on the side was almost green, her two pink fists clenched in the sleeves of her large shrine maiden outfit, but she couldn't say anything.

“Of course I will return her to you. Maybe it won't take long. Your sister can come back to you in a little while.”

Haramura Makoto glanced at this little loli with a meaningful look, then chuckled and withdrew his big hand.

“Then it doesn't matter. Please use my sister as much as you like. My sister usually likes to help others the most.”

Escaping from Haramura Makoto's big hand, Mariya Hikari still had that look of 'I don't understand anything, I just want my sister,' and a bit of playfulness.

“Don't worry, it won't take long.”

On the highway to Nagasaki.

Well, actually, saying 'on the way to Nagasaki' just means that they haven't left Mariya Yuri's house far.

“It seems that your family's bloodline inheritance is very orderly.”

“Your sister's aptitude is even better than yours.”

Sitting in the back, Haramura Makoto yawned, moved Erica's head a little, and said to Mariya Yuri.

It has been said before.

The inheritance of Shrine Maidens requires bloodline continuation. Generally speaking, the higher the bloodline concentration, the higher the spiritual power, and the stronger the aptitude for channeling.

Of course, there will occasionally be mutations or atavisms.

But since both Mariya Yuri and Mariya Hikari are like this.

Then there can only be the first explanation.

“Y-yes.”

“Hikari's aptitude has always been pretty good, but she's still young, that…”

Mariya Yuri became hesitant and at a loss.

Her pupils trembled, and she began to feel scared again.

The person she wanted to protect the most was her own sister.

She didn't want her sister to lose her future like she did.

If possible, she even hoped that her sister could abandon the fate of a Shrine Maiden.

As a result, because of the accident this morning, her sister still appeared in the Demon King's sight.

More importantly, it was her sister who took the initiative.

“I have no interest in your sister, don't worry.”

……

Nagasaki Prefecture, a remote, unnamed mountain area.

Japan uses a considerable area of land. Generally, there are no unnamed mountains, but this is one of them.

This is a paradise for wild animals.

It is a place where humans will not set foot.

But in such a place, a huge circular altar has been built here at some point.

“Are you hiding in fear?”

“Don't make me laugh, right.”

Liliana next to Haramura Makoto stepped forward directly, the silver light of the Silver Great Craftsman flashed, and the dried-up body in front of her was directly divided into two.

Don't misunderstand.

This is already a corpse.

——Authority "Cage of Dead Servants"

Without a doubt, these are the living dead under Marquis Voban, they are enslaved by the power of Osiris, completely obeying and loyal to the Godslayer who killed them.

Sascha Dejanstahl Voban.

Haramura Makoto's words just now were addressed to this oldest Godslayer.

“You arrived quite early. I thought I would be one step ahead of you.”

“Didn't find your things at the scene, became alert, and hid first?”

The direction of Haramura Makoto's voice was precisely towards his dark forest.

Even though it was daytime, the jungle was like being covered with a layer of black gauze, revealing terror in the haze, as if it were the residence of a demon, making people shudder.

“Ka, ka, ka…”

The sound of branches and leaves being broken constantly rang out.

“Still have some backbone!”

“Looks like I underestimated you.”

Haramura Makoto shrugged, gave his two Knight Princesses and Shrine Maiden a look, signaling them to retreat and leave here.

As for himself?

Of course, he didn't care at all.

Just a mere Godslayer, how could he be worth his effort to deal with?

Standing here.

It's just because he's bored, it's just a promise.

He's just purely treating this as a game.

“You're really not afraid of death, kid.”

From the shadows, a very clear and intelligent voice came.

Walking out of the door, the Marquis's true face was finally exposed to the light.

Wide forehead, deeply sunken eye sockets, and an unusually pale face.

Not to mention the beautiful silver hair, even the beard is carefully shaved clean. Anyone who sees it would think he is a professor at some university.

But all of this is just an illusion.

You should know that among all the Godslayers, only this one's Authority is wild.

Marquis Voban is called the Wolf King not only because of his cunning and bloodthirsty nature, but also because of his Authority and his combat style.

“You should be that new king.”

“No country dares to refuse my request. I'm not as easy to talk to as that sword-wielding stupid kid.”

“For this country to make such a choice, unless there is another Demon King backing them up, it's really not in line with common sense.”

Marquis Voban spoke slowly and methodically, but he was extremely rational.

His analysis was correct.

If there were no other accidents, the Japanese government would never refuse the order of a Demon King. Now the requested shrine maidens and responsible people should have been waiting here as he said.

But they weren't.

The absence of them already explained the problem.

As for the king that the Japanese government relies on, who else could it be besides the new king who is also in Japan?

Don't think that Marquis Voban usually lives on his island.

He still knows that Haramura Makoto arrived in Japan with great fanfare.

But at first, he didn't care.

He didn't think a newbie would have the guts to snatch food from his mouth.

But, it seems that history is repeating itself.

But…

“Although you are both rude guys, you are a little more polite than that sword-wielding kid.”

Why is he always so annoyed with Tony?

In fact, he welcomes challenges from juniors and new comrades.

The problem is that Tony suddenly broke in when he was hunting an Heretic God and stole his original prey.

This is the root of his anger.

But now, everything hasn't even started yet, and Haramura Makoto's actions are far from snatching prey.

So Marquis Voban can't be said to be too angry.

He can even be said to be somewhat amiable.

“To praise you, I can now grant you forgiveness.”

“While I'm still in a good mood today, I'll give you a chance to withdraw your sword, otherwise the struggle between you and me will become a fight between life and death. The only people who can leave here are those who step on the blood of the losers.”

The oldest Godslayer has the full confidence to say this.

Except for the Chinese Luo Hao, Sascha Dejanstahl Voban never puts anyone in his eyes.

Even if he has heard about the brilliant achievements that Haramura Makoto has made in the past few days.

He completely doesn't take it to heart.

“It seems that living for too long has made you lose your awe of the unknown.”

Haramura Makoto sneered.

Having awe of the unknown and having confidence in one's own strength.

This is a spirit that a warrior must possess.

Excessive arrogance and excessive inferiority will become important factors in destroying oneself.

“Young people these days…”

Sighing, the Marquis slowly unbuttoned the buttons on his upper body suit and placed it steadily on the steps next to him.