In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

"Of course I believe it."

Tono Makihisa concealed his beast-like gaze: "Otherwise, why do you think I would go to such lengths to promote the Haruno family, not only accumulating world wealth on the surface, but also pursuing a position in the Demon Exorcism Alliance on the inside, and even secretly contacting the people of the Seven Nights House to assassinate the previous elder Saiki and become the new leader of the Kyoto Demon Exorcism Clan?"

Because the Seven Nights House has always been a family that has inherited the art of exorcising demons.

The old man, Saiki, was not only the leader of the previous generation of the Kyoto Exorcism Alliance, but also a being with inhuman blood.

At that time, his rebellious impulses had become so severe that he was practically a demon.

This perfectly aligns with the goal of the Seven Nights Demon Extermination.

Therefore, it can be used as bait to lure the Seven Nights Clan out of the mountains.

They discovered their residence, which they had hidden for many years.

This would also solve the last obstacle to Tono Shinhisa's rise to power.

It was during that assassination attempt that Tono Shinji witnessed the terror of Nanaya and confirmed his objective.

"Only this position can achieve my goal, and only this power can make it possible to hold the entire capital in my hands—to gather the bloodlines of the four great demon-slaying families one by one."

In ancient legends.

As long as the bloodlines of these four families are gathered, the mystery possessed by the 'Peacock King' can be recreated.

By then.

Let alone suppressing the reversal impulse brought about by the non-human blood.

Even taking another step, or ten steps, would be a piece of cake.

This is precisely Tono Shinhisa's ultimate goal!

Siji hissed, "Father wants to be the second Peacock King?"

"During the Heian period, that lord single-handedly suppressed the entire mystical side of Yamato."

Makihisa slammed his cane on the ground again: "If we can gather all his mysteries in the present day—what is impossible?"

"Right now, the arrival of the Peacock Clan's successor will surely summon the four great demon-slaying families. Under these circumstances, if we hide the Seven Nights family, we should be able to obtain that summons information as well."

"At that time, we will be able to see the whereabouts of the other three families, especially the two that are hiding."

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

A clap of thunder boomed outside the window, illuminating Makihisa's sinister profile.

Is this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to court death?

Hearing this sound, and looking at this scene.

Tono Shiki instinctively wanted to laugh.

Especially when I thought about the connection between that disciple of Yu Zhang Gong and the head of Esoteric Buddhism...

Strangely, inexplicably—it was as if another soul was emanating from within his body, unleashing its unbridled mockery.

According to 'his' understanding.

Viktúval—most likely, he's still alive!

...

Boom!

Thunder awakens the insects.

"Is there really such a big thunderstorm in October?"

It was late at night on the other side.

As Lu Kang embarked on the road to Heian Palace, he glanced sideways at the thunder falling outside the carriage window, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Without turning his head, Kichijouin Kihara, who was driving, said, "If you don't want it, why don't you just dispel it?"

"That's not necessary."

Lu Kang said, "A little rain is good too."

"Wait—this doesn't seem to be thunder?"

Although the distance is still very far.

Although the place where the lightning struck was at least a hundred miles away from here.

But Lu Kang still managed to catch a glimpse of this—he didn't have the highest level of clairvoyance to see the present world or the past and future, and he needed to use magic to lock onto anything he wanted to see. However, even without using magic to observe, he could still directly see everything within a thousand miles with his naked eyes, which were as large as the starry sky and as small as dust.

The ability to achieve the mystical effects of magic by maintaining a physical body is a major manifestation of the divine body.

So at that moment, he really did see it.

I saw the true form of that thunder.

And that pale, delicate figure illuminated by lightning.

That is...

"Another 'Moon Princess'!"

Chapter 235 Arcueid and the Reunion with Hiel

137 kilometers away.

Kyoto Prefecture, in the opposite direction from 'Sōya Ward'.

The deafening thunderclap shattered the sky, casting layers of radiance that illuminated the rolling mountain ridges and faintly lit up Mount Fuji, which the people of Yamato regarded as a sacred mountain—the final resting place of the former "Peacock King."

Beneath this mountain peak, beyond the continuous mountain range, at the foot of the mountain, a dazzling silver light instantly transformed into a rushing, dark, cold light. The light and shadow that tore through the night seemed to gather together in that instant, hiding in the darkness.

The girl with short blonde hair lightly touched the treetops with her toes, and the moonlight condensed into a tangible killing intent in her golden pupils.

The dark light and shadow were instantly crushed into dust by an invisible force field within a ten-foot radius around her.

"The church dog brought a new toy this time."

Rainbow light swirled around the girl's fingertips.

That was the manifestation of the innate power bestowed upon the source of the Dead Apostles, the most exalted among the True Ancestors, the royal family of the 'Moon'—

Its name is 'Imagination Manifestation'.

This is a very high-level mystery that is similar to but not the same as a 'Property Marble'. If a Property Marble is a 'world egg' that has been honed over a long period of time and transformed into a constricted body, which expands outward with the support of magic when needed to fight against the world and cover the world environment itself in a short period of time, then...

So-called utopian realization is the reverse—by connecting with the world itself, obtaining the world's support, and then modifying the existing environment and changing the pre-existing state of the world to fit the higher level of power one desires.

Although the existence of 'Realistic Marbles' is rare, they can be classified as 'Power' level Grand Magic driven by the principles of cognition, but there are still people who can create them.

The miracle of realizing one's imagination is beyond the control of humankind.

That is a skill that only a pure spirit can operate, a skill that is closely connected to the tentacles of nature and nature.

That is the mystery that this girl is driving at this moment.

It is also a symbol of her status.

The 'True Ancestor' itself is a natural tentacle, an existence extremely similar to an elf, one could even say it is a 'vampire elf'!

Boom!

Here.

As the environment changed and the world seemed to shift, an invisible force field enveloped the girl's side and suddenly pushed outward—like gravity inverting, or like the reversal of heaven and earth.

then.

The source of the dark light and shadow, a figure several dozen steps ahead of the short-haired girl who had stopped atop the treetop, also crouched down almost simultaneously.

The same short-haired, azure-colored girl took a deep breath. Her athletic figure, slightly taut beneath a sleeveless undershirt, short skirt, and boots, subtly revealed the contours of her muscles. She gazed at the short-haired, golden-haired girl standing high above and couldn't help but scoff, thinking to herself, "No wonder she's the 'Moon Princess'—even my Black Key, which is specifically designed to counter vampires and possesses the principle of bringing the dead back to life, can't even get close."

Not to mention unfolding the 'Prison Tower,' a prison woven with black keys as its spell formula.

She felt the sudden, crushing force that pierced through a distance of several dozen feet, and in an instant, she abruptly took a step back—

Suddenly, he gripped the enormous, bizarre weapon that the girl opposite him had described as a 'new toy'—a weapon he had been holding tightly in his hand all along.

next second.

The strange weapon then erupted with rainbow light as if it were wrapped in an ancient shroud. Its tip, as the blue-haired girl with short hair retreated and then rotated, suddenly pierced into the reversed force field, unleashing a shattering roar. The distorted force field instantly collapsed from both sides like a receding tide, and fragments of the shroud flying under the moonlight intertwined with the dust-like spatial cracks.

"Would the princess of the Dead Apostles care about weapons made by humans?" After catching her breath slightly, the girl steadied herself and gazed at the figure high above.

"A church scripture forged with the concept of 'denying reincarnation'... can still be considered a fun toy."

"Especially when it's in the hands of your church-trained puppy—"

"Can even my imagined manifestation be torn apart briefly?"

"The 'Bow' of the Burial Mechanism, Hiel!"

"Ha, should I feel honored to receive praise from the True Ancestor Princess?" To this, Hiel's red lips curled up, but there was only sarcasm. As a member of the Burial Agency that the Secret Sect's headquarters became after it was transferred to the Church Headquarters, she and the 'True Ancestor Princess' in front of her were naturally not fighting for the first time. But this was the first time she had taken out this magical weapon that the Church had just granted to her and that only she could use.

Its name is 'Seventh Holy Scripture'. It is a weapon prepared by the Church to deal with 'the dead' or 'the undead'. Of course, it did not originally have such powerful destructive power. It was only after it was handed over to Hiel that she modified it using the magical knowledge that Royana left in her mind.

This time, it was handed over to Hier so that she could come to this Far East and completely bury that 'Serpent of Akasha'.

Unexpectedly, before finding the Serpent of Akasha, they first encountered another undead of a higher level.

Arcueid Brunstadt.

He was the highest-ranking being among the True Ancestors, who was deceived and drained of blood by Roya through a false contract, and who then slaughtered the Thousand-Year City, the lair of the True Ancestors, eight hundred years ago.

She is on par with, and even slightly surpasses, the 'Black Princess', who is a half-blood of the active Dead Apostles and True Ancestors and the most substantial being among the Dead Apostles.

Another Moon Princess!

Despite the unexpected turn of events, as a member of the secret cult and an integral part of the burial mechanism, Hiel naturally did not hesitate to take action.

Although it was unexpected.

Arcueid Brunstadt also responded very quickly to Hierle's attack.

And they decisively launched a counterattack.

"Toys are meant to be played with!"

Her short, golden hair drifted like stardust under the night sky. Standing atop a treetop, Arcueid's knee-length skirt swayed slightly. Her figure, wrapped in a plain white sweater, slowly unfolded as she raised her hands. Behind her, the full moon cast its bright shadow in the sky, and it seemed to be growing larger and larger.

Her golden eyes shone with a dazzling light, clearly the result of a very high-level magical eye, causing Hiel to tense up even more.

—The power called 'Imagination Manifestation' is operating more and more.

It seemed as if the entire sky, along with the full moon, was slowly pressing down!

The immense pressure tightened Hiel's expression as he held the 'Seventh Holy Scripture' high in his hand, the magic power he intended to use against Roya gathering and converging within it... seemingly poised to be unleashed at any moment—

"It's really lively."

At the moment of tension.

A voice, a figure, yet they arrived unexpectedly.

This sound...

"Your Majesty——!?"

Hier stopped moving and looked in the direction of the sound, then couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Arcueid Brunstadt stared in surprise at the tall, slender figure of the boy emerging from the shadows of the woods.

"Oh, junior, it's been a long time."

It wasn't just that boy who came.

There were also slender women dressed in 'monk's and nun's' attire, yet their surprisingly full figures and long, flowing, black, curly hair were still undeniable.

"Senior Kichijou-in—"

Prayers for a famine at Jixiang Temple.

and.

Luca Luvist Tuval.

Alternatively, it could be called 'Sugawara no Michiyasu'.

And 'Lucon Equinus'.