Curse back: The group pet thought he was hated by everyone

At the end of the Nara period, the contradiction between the imperial court and the aristocratic forces intensified. In order to weaken the power of the powerful nobles and monks, Emperor Kanmu moved the capital from Nagaoka to Heian-kyo in Yamashiro Province.

Thus began the Heian-kyō era.

This is an era that brings great glory to the world of magic and produces many talented people.

The wind of reform in Heian-kyō spread from north to south, across the vast plains, through the layers of urban areas and shogunate groups, and letters of criticism piled up on the emperor's desk like fallen leaves.

This conflict between the royal family and the samurai class, the central nobility and the samurai class, the family honor and inheritance rights, the temple and shrine forces and various forces... is destined to be complicated and inevitable.

A broad and powerful hand easily grabbed the man's neck without any hesitation or trembling.

Ryoumen Sukuna raised his lip in a wicked way and looked arrogantly at the old man behind him, glancing lazily: "What? You who claim to be the 'orthodox' of the Onmyoji are also trying to wade into this muddy water?"

Recently, the Onmyoji family head has changed. The old man who was famous in Heian-kyō and had a legendary life has become very old. I think the second head of the family will take over in a few days.

Unexpectedly, he was so impatient and wanted to take this opportunity to surrender to the nobles and the imperial power to show his loyalty. Before the old head of the family went there, he was eager to lead everyone to join the plan to encircle and suppress Sukuna.

Today, the struggle between the aristocracy and the samurai class is intensifying, and representatives of various schools are eager to take their positions and support the faction they favor.

Ryoumen Sukuna originally didn't want to get involved in these messy things, but who knew what rumors Nosuke had spread outside, and without any hesitation, the dogs raised by the nobles bit him like they were willing to die.

He was very upset when he thought of this.

Even though I had just "enjoyed" some delicious "food" before setting off, the burning sensation in my abdomen was getting stronger and stronger.

It couldn't be that he wasn't full, it could only be that...

Tsk…

Angry

Want to starve yourself to death and threaten me?

What a joke, what right does he have to be angry?

The movements of his hands were distracted by his thoughts, and his sharp black nails accidentally pierced into the man's neck, cutting through the warm and fragile skin. Blood flowed down the man's fragile lifeline, winding along the muscular forearm of the Curse King.

This action of Ryomen Sukuna is undoubtedly trampling on the face of Onmyojirou. He dared to threaten the successor of the Onmyojirou on their territory.

"It's really... too weak."

Ryoumen Sukuna didn't lower his head either. He pinched the man's neck, raised his feet off the ground and looked at him at eye level, with his eyes drooping and a look of lack of interest.

It's so annoying. I have to go back quickly after finishing this. Did Limei send someone to look after that guy? When did he become so reckless?

You can't even do such a small thing!

Useless guy

Just

After all, it was my fault for being so sudden. Just be angry if you want to.

The curse masters who came with him all kept a certain distance from this "master". After all, this master always did things according to his heart, and it was common for him to turn against his allies if they made him unhappy.

Only Li Mei was left waiting by the side, looking very calm. Some people stood there, seemingly ready to fight at any time, but their hearts were actually flying far away.

Before I have the chance to explain to Tsumabu, he must be... very angry, right?

I wonder if making more snacks this time can bribe him. Last time, I only let him have one piece of osmanthus cake, and he still feels resentful when he mentions it. If Lord Sukuna can finish his business smoothly, I will allow him to have a few more pieces when he returns.

Although the two people on this side were a little uneasy about the practice of locking someone up without saying a word, they did not take it as a big deal. They just thought that if they gave in a little, they could reconcile as before.

After all, in their hearts,

So what if they are weak gods?

If it weren't for Ryomen Sukuna, he would have died countless times. Although the incidents were sudden, they were always... for his own good.

It's just the dodder flowers that need to be attached to them to grow.

Gods raised by demons and gods

I can only rely on him.

Who else could be as powerful and unscrupulous as him?

Allowing one's weaknesses to exist, allowing him to go out, practice, learn and grow

He can give him freedom, security, and a life of plenty - as long as he is firmly in his hands.

The Curse King's confidence does not come from anything else, but from his strength.

Just when the atmosphere was at a stalemate, the door of the Onmyoji Bureau was opened, and a trembling servant walked out, hurriedly conveying the news of the old patriarch, and then hid behind the heavy red door in fear.

"Your Excellency! Please show some mercy! The master of the family invites you, and…"

Ryoumen Sukuna impatiently shook the humanoid object in his hand, sneering loudly and making no secret of his disdain: "What?! So you're not even the head of the family! What kind of prestige is this guy showing off with such an ignorant mind?"

The servant beside him could only smile and make a gesture of inviting him in.

"Yes, yes... Look."

The Curse King, who was laughing heartily just a second ago, fell silent again. He twisted his hand with his bare hands.

The people present only heard a "click" sound.

The successor head of the family in the hands of the ghosts and gods ended his life.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Murder! Lord Abe is dead, dead!"

"Help!!!"

Rimei had followed Ryomen Sukuna for many years, so she naturally understood what Ryomen Sukuna meant.

There's nothing to talk about.

Sukuna-sama hates people who don't know their own identity the most.

In order to negotiate, one must sit at the table and have something to talk about, but the two sides were in an unequal situation from the beginning.

No matter what Onmyoji you are, you are just a group of idiots who can be bullied at will. It is really stupid to be so rude when disaster is imminent. Lord Sukuna is not someone who can be provoked or negotiated with whenever you want.

As the ice spell unfolded, the white frost gradually spread to the people on the opposite side. When it was about to overflow the gate,

"Wait a minute——"

An old and weak voice came out, carrying a strong power and oppression, dispelling the coldness from everyone.

Some of the less courageous guards knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, their legs weak with fear.

"Qingming, Qingming Gong!!"

"We are saved! We are saved!"

"B-but Lord Seimei isn't..."

That’s right, Abe Haruaki’s deadline is coming in these few days. That’s why the successor head of the family is so anxious to find another supporter.

Ryoumen Sukuna just felt uninterested. He only wanted to fight with the strong, not the old "former strong man" in front of him who was about to die and was about to go into the coffin.

He gave Li Mei a look to signal him to continue, turned around, put away his other hand and wanted to leave. He had wasted too long here.

The next second, he heard the voice coming slowly. He didn't mind Ryoumen Sukuna's arrogant attitude at all, and sighed to himself,

"Tonight's moon... is truly beautiful. A thin moonlit night, like a mirror-like sea, a short, empty moon glimmering between the mountain rocks..."

The long and ancient poem sounded, but the people present had no intention of appreciating it. They looked as if they had seen a ghost. It was very strange.

That's right?

It's not night now, and the old man is old, so how can he use a revolving lantern?

Ryomen Sukuna didn't pause and didn't take it seriously, but he also heard the other party's faint sigh, so he hated these Onmyoji people the most. They had no strength at all, but they were still weird.

I didn't expect that the legendary and famous Abe Haruaki would be like this. It's really disappointing.

“boring”

"Ryoumen Sukuna, you... don't have any faith, right?"

The ghosts and gods had no time to listen to the nagging of a dying person. They turned around and the nails on their five fingers suddenly grew longer.

It's really...unpleasant to talk too much!

Faith is a restraint for you corrupt people, but it is useless to me.

To me, such dispensable things are totally dispensable!

Ryoumen Sukuna twisted his neck irritably, making a terrifying sound of twisting joints. He thought he was going to say something "touching" to persuade him, and he became more and more impatient. He originally wanted to let him die of old age,

Damn it.

“No wonder…”

Makes me unhappy

"Then you certainly don't know—"

Still that weak, unhurried tone

"God...will die without faith"