Diablo Destruction

"We're leaving early the next morning."

It was already approaching dusk when I got home. Xilusi and Aikolu, who knew I was leaving, had returned from the priest training camp early. They were holding my arms from left to right and seemed unwilling to let go for a moment.

The little ghost heartlessly hid in the necklace and slept, and did not come out. She chatted with everyone before leaving. Fortunately, Xilusi and Aikelu admired her so much.

After hearing my words, Vilas paused slightly in the kitchen, then turned around with a smile, shook her hands dry, wiped them on her apron, and looked thoughtful.

"Are you in a hurry? Although everything is basically ready, there may be something missing..."

"No, that's enough."

Linya and I shook our heads quickly and subconsciously glanced at the room. In my room, the clothes, luggage and dry food that Vilas had prepared for the three of us in the past few days had filled the entire room and turned into a complete reserve. storehouse.

Because of this, I had no choice but to sleep in Vilas's room these days. Hmm, could this be a little conspiracy by Vilas?

"I'm going to trouble you at home, Willas, and Siluse, and Aikolu. Don't cause any trouble to Willas." I touched the heads of the two little princesses and touched them with my forehead affectionately.

"Don't worry, Dad, Xilusi (Ecolu) will definitely be good and won't cause trouble to Mother Willas." The two little princesses nodded their heads obediently and followed suit. Her soft, delicate face rubbed against my neck.

For both of them. I have nothing to worry about. Plus, with Hilmanya here and Akara's secret protection, I can stay in the camp. There is no need to worry about the safety of the girls, the only variable is. It makes me uneasy...

His eyes were like sharp knives, directed at the red and white princess sitting on the small table by the window, holding a tea cup in both hands while looking at the setting sun.

"Huh? Don't worry. I will never starve and collapse on the roadside again." I don't know if he is being slow or just pretending to be stupid. The red and white miko princess, who took a while to notice my obvious gaze on Rei, comforted me with a calm smile on her face.

No one is worried about you falling on the roadside from hunger!

I angrily complained in my heart, coughed heavily several times, and thought about how to explain it to her in a pleasant manner.

"Ahem, Reimu, if you run out of paper, you can always ask Willas for it, you know?" I pointed out something. He gave her a serious instruction.

I always feel that this red and white witch has solved the food and clothing problem because she has been serving her well and well at home recently, and she has the potential to recharge her batteries, so she doesn't have to worry about suddenly falling out of hunger on the roadside.

So, she began to covet the paper mill. The statue of me going to the toilet...oh no, it was the statue of my meditator. She could no longer suppress her.

Originally, she wanted to ask the old drunkard to keep an eye on her. She was probably the only one in the camp who had the ability to stop the red and white witch, but the old drunkard had become what she was now, and there was no hope for her anymore.

"Isn't this bad? You have lived in Wu's house for free for so many days, and you still have the shamelessness to continue borrowing paper. How can I say that your majesty, the Princess of the Miko Tribe, still has the most basic sense of shame." Princess Bai covered her face, looking embarrassed.

I think that as a princess, you should not only have [the most basic sense of shame], right? Although I really want to complain like this, I still hold back, because saying this does not mean that she has admitted that she has the most basic sense of shame. Heart? This must be the conspiracy of this unscrupulous witch who sacrifices the big ones (fucks), fights for the small ones (fucks), and uses empty gloves to keep the morals.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I can still afford this little bit of paper. After all, the alliance and the miko clan have maintained friendly relations now, right? Don't worry about such small things."

I saw that she still wanted to take action against the paper mill, so I continued to press forward step by step. On the surface, it seemed that the two of us were being modest to each other and having friendly talks on behalf of the two communities. But who knew that the safety of the paper mill was involved? Is there an undercurrent surging inside?

"No, no, it's just because we have a friendly relationship, so we can't just ask for it." The unscrupulous witch still coveted the paper mill, insisting that borrowing is worse than stealing.

"real?"

"Really." The red and white princess's eyes flashed with determination, as if she wanted to tell us that even if the sky fell apart and the world ended, nothing could shake her determination.

"Okay, Hilmanya."

"Yes, what are your orders, Your Highness?"

"Please go and say hello to Grandma Akara, and tell her that starting from tomorrow, the paper mill's security measures will be strengthened tenfold, and several experts will be assigned to take charge. If the thief is caught..."

I glanced at the red and white princess who was pretending to be calm, but her little hand holding the teacup was already trembling. I laughed a few times and said, "If you catch her, let her be punished like the statue at the door. "

"Yes...yes." Although she was confused about what [punishment according to the statue at the door] meant, Hilmanya didn't ask any more questions, stood at attention, saluted, and left after the order.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please continue to borrow paper." Looking back, the red and white princess was already kneeling on the ground, lowering her head upright, and the big red bow on the back of her head was facing the ceiling. It was alright to admit her guilt. A gift.

Everyone: "..."

Where had that unwavering determination gone? But having said that, this red and white witch can't be careless when she assesses the situation and can immediately abandon her moral integrity and bow her head to admit her mistakes.

"Don't sell any more of those weird things. No one will need them anyway." Now that I had said it, I simply went straight to the point and stopped beating around the bush to point out her other trouble.

This guy has created a lot of products based on charms, and he plans to sell them in the camp and make a fortune, thanks to this. There have been big explosions in the camp for days, and there are vague rumors of another bomb demon.

After these. I finally realized it. The merchant skills and talents of this red and white witch are completely zero, no, maybe minus infinity, based on her [business common sense]. I simply can’t think of anything that will sell well or that no one wants. Just make some weird stuff, and then dream about making a lot of money from it.

I was thinking about it and waiting for the opportunity in the future. After all, he first taught her the general knowledge of commodity requirements in the Dark Continent. It is better to throw her to the little fox. I believe that for such an ignorant seedling, the little fox who is keen on business knowledge will definitely inspire full [maternal love].

"It's strange. It's obviously very popular in the clan." Hongbai seemed to be unable to figure it out. How could something that was so popular in one place be ignored in another place?

"Because others can't use it at all, you bastard. Who would spend a lot of money to buy a piece of paper with messy graffiti!" I finally couldn't help complaining about her idiot businessman part.

No wonder they collapse on the roadside from hunger, no wonder the shrine is about to close down. I guess if it hadn't been for the black and white girl who could easily say "I'd rather steal it" on the god's birthday, who might have been supporting this red and white, she would have starved to death in the collapsed shrine.

"That's it!" She clapped her hands and seemed to understand something, figured something out, and found a way to make money.

"As long as I vigorously develop the miko profession here, I will be able to make a lot of money in a few years."

"If you just want to make money, I think it would be faster to fold the paper with the talismans into paper cranes and sell them." Covering my forehead, I was completely desperate for her.

This guy will never become a qualified businessman in this life, but...

"Do you have a miko profession? Do you have any requirements?" I was suddenly ready to take action. If I could allow Kohaku to develop a miko profession in the camp, wouldn't that give the alliance another strength?

"No... Even if I say so, the profession of miko must be female..." Princess Kohaku looked at me with regretful eyes, obviously there was a misunderstanding.

"I don't want to be a witch, I'm just curious and asking!!" I was furious at the coffee table, wondering what kind of weird way of thinking I could think of to go to such a place.

"As long as you have psychic powers and are female, that's enough."

"Spiritual power..." I was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

It doesn’t seem to work. Seers also need people with spiritual qualifications. If this red and white is allowed to develop the miko profession in the alliance, wouldn’t it become a competition for business with the Seers?

No wonder Akara didn't think about it, maybe she already knew it.

"Anyway, please be calm while I'm away. When I come back, you can make trouble as you please." After thinking about it, I finally made it clear, and I sincerely expressed my sincere gratitude to this red and white miko princess. Please.

"No matter what kind of trouble... it's okay?" She asked softly after staring at me for a long time with bright, clear eyes full of the mysterious color of a witch.

"No...how should I put it? I'd better be merciful when the time comes."

"Okay, it's agreed." She responded with a smile on her face. The red and white miko at this time was not the one she usually saw. She always had an indifferent look on her face, or she just pretended to be stupid. The smile is confident and noble, dignified and gorgeous. Reflected in the golden light of dusk, it looks full of courage.

Perhaps this is the true face of being a princess of the miko clan, just like the other side of the little ghost. Although it is only fleeting, it can always give people a strong shock that they cannot forget.

"Yes, it's agreed." I nodded.

This smile disappeared briefly. She turned back, took a sip of tea, and looked back at the sunset outside the window.

Obviously, this agreement is enough and there is no need to say anything more.

I smiled happily, my eyes fell on the tea cup in her hand and the tea set on the table, and I was suddenly stunned.

Well, the teacup belongs to the red and white miko. It was already in her hand when I met her last time. It seemed to be treated like a treasure. The question was where did the tea come from.

After understanding my confused look, Vilas pointed to a delicate sealed jar in the corner.

"What little Jasmine left behind is just sitting there. Is there any problem?"

"No, no." I smiled slightly and said nothing.

In fact, it was a very precious thing, perhaps the most expensive tea in the Dark Continent. When I was drinking tea with Princess Sanwu, I heard her say that it seemed to be called a treasure of ten thousand gold. It means that a small pot of tea is worth ten thousand gold. And money may not necessarily buy it.

The only one in the family who loves tea is Princess Sanwu. If she doesn't make it, no one will deliberately want to drink it. Maybe that's why. She generously placed her private collection in such a conspicuous place, making it look inconspicuous. In fact, this jar of tea is the most valuable thing on display at home.

So, no matter how smart she is. It's impossible to imagine. There was actually a red and white princess who liked drinking tea as much as she did.

I really want to see that little princess’s face when she sees the tea can is empty when she comes back~~~