Pastor's Tantra

But...

Aleister stroked the uneasy little crow while narrowing his eyes and thinking secretly.

If Anna Kingsford was the mastermind behind Alphonse, he would be killed by the power of the Night Demon... Doesn't it also mean that Ms. Kingsford has some kind of relationship with the Night Demon?

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"I'm so sorry, my dear boss..."

At this time, overlapping voices suddenly sounded. It was like four or five people with similar voices were saying the same sentence in slightly different rhythms.

That was the sound coming from the mirror destroyed by the explosion. Although the ceiling and the floor had become empty, the mirror blocked by Aiwas and the Night Demon was just blown into pieces by the shock wave.

Now, in these broken fragments, the images of multiple mirror demons are reflected at the same time.

Because each piece of the remaining mirror fragment is too small to accommodate its existence. In order to report safety as soon as possible, the Mirror Demon directly split itself into several parts and made a sound like several recordings put together.

"That was the attack from the Night Demon, which was too fierce for a poor little demon like me..."

"--Okay, don't say it."

Before the Mirror Demon said anything irreversible, Aleister quickly stopped it.

However, the Mirror Demon did not feel disgusted at all.

Instead, he started the second wave of flattery very smoothly: "As expected of you, you really understand the nature of us demons. In this way, I can rest assured-at least you will not be in danger because of listening to the slander of other demons."

...Professional, too professional.

After being interrupted by Aleister, he immediately stated that if I did anything wrong, it was the instinct of my race, not my problem as a demon; secondly, he expressed his determination to stand firmly with Aleister no matter what; then he secretly said, "Other demons are not as good as me"... This sentence can be regarded as a kind concern for Aleister's safety, or it can be regarded as it inconspicuously poking the Night Demon - after all, she is also a "other demon".

Aleister hissed, a little bit hard.

- Damn Earl Dawn, what have you taught your demons to be like!

How can you let the demons be stained with the filth of the human world... Tsk, why does this sound weird...

... But it doesn't seem too weird.

The phantom demons in the dream world are ultimately shaped with the souls of the material world as materials. According to the habit of the Fallen Minister, he generally only marks the individual with the adaptability beyond the path with the mark of great sin - these souls will not enter the dream world river through normal means, but will be directly transformed into demons.

This behavior is equivalent to intercepting supplies on the roadside, stopping the supply truck that was originally heading to the destination, and taking the supplies for themselves.

Many demons are actually humans who were transformed during the Helasar Empire. In other words, they are actually "ancients" from five hundred years ago or even a thousand years ago.

——How could the ancients be as bad as the modern people!

With the progress of human civilization, the human heart of transcendence has become stronger and stronger, and the way of depravity has also continued to spread forward. The transcendents who were selected by the Fallen Angels five or six hundred years ago may now be considered good babies in His eyes...

It seems that because of Aleister's other identity as the "Eternal Pope", the mirror demon who has re-signed a temporary worker contract with Aleister has suddenly become enthusiastic. Originally, it was thinking about running away for vacation, but now it seems that it is not in a hurry.

Seeing that Aleister did not respond, the Mirror Demon changed the topic very smoothly without feeling awkward: "Who do you think is the murderer behind this?"

Seeing that the Mirror Demon rarely said something serious - or rather, it would not make the little crow feel wronged if he took over its words - Aleister also became serious and quickly changed the topic: "If you ask me, it was still Ms. Kingsford who did it."

"But this is the 'Kiss of Betrayal'."

The Mirror Demon said the name of this move without hesitation: "As far as I know, Ms. Kingsford is a witch. Although she also has the power of the Path of Love, this should not be done by her."

"That's not necessarily true."

Aleister said meaningfully: "After all, it is the Path of Love... I'm not surprised at what they do."

After all, it is the power of the source river of "creation".

Although both the Path of Beasts and the Path of Love have deviated to some extent. But this cannot shake the fact that the Path of Love is the most capable path now.

Compared with the Mirror Demon, Vines understood Aleister's subtext: "Master, is there anything else that Ms. Kingsford wants to do?"

"Let me ask you," Aleister did not answer, but asked back, "If this was done by Kingsford, then what do you think of this behavior?"

"I think this is an act of silencing Alphonse von Pilotti."

The Mirror Demon answered without hesitation, and it was obvious that he had thought about this answer for a long time: "Because his ritual was taught to him by Ms. Kingsford, and it can even be said that this ritual itself is closely related to Ms. Kingsford's interests. In order to destroy the evidence, Ms. Kingsford rushed to silence Mr. Pilotti as soon as she learned the intelligence...

"——But I think this is just a wrong answer, a vulgar reasoning based on my preconceptions based on wrong information. I think the boss will have some different opinions on this, and I am eager to hear your wisdom. Thinking."

As soon as it changed the topic, it gave the completely opposite statement very smoothly.

Like a Mouri Kogoro who had just been stabbed by Conan, he denied his very reasonable inference just now.

"It's very simple. Because whether this is the hand moved by the Night Demon or the hand moved by Anna, the other party comes from the path of love - and curses are also skills that the path of love is proficient in.

"The question is - can people on the path of love be so normal? Or, will she really care about the so-called 'truth' and 'silence'?"

Although Aleister's words sounded somewhat arrogant, when I thought about it carefully I found that she was right.

——Since Aleister can directly bypass many interference items and go straight to Alphonse, who is definitely not capable enough to perform this ritual, it means that he has obtained enough evidence. Now that Aleister already knows that Anna is the manipulator behind Alphonse, then Anna will commit such an unabashed act of murder and silence...

...Does it sound a bit like taking off your pants and farting?

"Rather than silence her, it would be better to say that the incident she staged has strengthened the impression that she is the mastermind behind the scenes. But if it is a frame-up, it seems meaningless - unless you tell me, this It’s not true that it’s about Ms. Kingsford.”

"——Absolutely impossible, boss!"

The Mirror Demon shouted without hesitation: "I will never do such lies and deceit!"

"I trust you."

Aleister replied without hesitation: "So there is only one other possibility for the answer.

“The other party – let’s call her ‘the other party’ – her actions were based on the fact that I had the protection of the Night Demon.

"You see, although this explosion was huge, it did not cause much actual damage. After the steaming black smoke dissipated, the incomplete wall could barely maintain an outline; and the ground could shake. It exploded, but even the mirror that was blocked by me was not completely shattered...

"And I was completely absorbed by the Night Demon. The power of the explosion was completely absorbed, and not even a single hair was lost. If you say this is an assassination on me, isn't that looking down on me a little bit? I can still kill quietly after all. Where is the person who killed Earl Daun?”

"So, you think..."

The Mirror Demon opened his mouth and said softly and slowly: "Maybe this is just a test?"

"I prefer to call it a 'gift.'"

Aleister squinted his eyes, and his scarlet pupils lit up like lights in the gray smoke: "It's like the fireworks that go off when a friend comes in, or the salute that goes off when there are a lot of distinguished guests."