Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"Before you came, you said things like, 'Ugh, we're not on land yet? My heart is about to explode and I'm going to die.' You said that if I don't land, I'll be going to meet Buddha in the Western Paradise. Even if I turn into a skull, my teeth will still be chattering non-stop. You agree, right?"

"Shut up, you should just shut up at times like this."

"And the idea of ​​getting a wife is yours, I never said that..."

"Ahhasulus, as a Jew, are you still planning to go to the Western Paradise to meet Buddha?"

Eri, with her silver hair, smiled slightly. "It seems your beliefs are quite diverse."

"This is a huge misunderstanding!"

Ahazurus quickly waved his hand, "Who is a Jew? I have long been a qualified church believer! I know nothing about Judaism."

"Have you finished speaking?"

Kuonji Yuzu's black robes fluttered solemnly in the strong wind. "Akihabara does not welcome you two. If you insist, you will be met with an offensive from the entire night police of Akihabara."

Although Kuonji could tell that Ahasurus seemed to be very afraid of the Demon King, she did not intend to investigate it further. It would be enough for her to do a good job of the task that Hijikata Toshizo had given her.

“Alright, alright, no problem at all. Hendrick and I will leave now. Please don’t be angry, ma’am.”

If it weren't for the silver-haired Erise, Ahasulus, with his temperament, would have said something like, "Actually, I could kill you and then leave," no matter what. After all, he was a pure immortal who would only die completely on the day Jesus returned.

However, when faced with 'Silver-haired Erise,' a girl who was very likely the reincarnation of Pope Novia, Ahasulus dared not say anything harsh, after all, he could tell what was more important.

In Ahazurus's view, the girl before him was either the reincarnation of the Hunnic king or she had summoned Novia; in any case, she was someone he could not afford to offend.

"Are we leaving just like that? It's certainly time to set sail. After all, the land is not our permanent home..."

Ahazurus glanced at his companion's back; the silent figure seemed a little lonely.

"Don't worry, there's nothing we can do about it. Our traits will only cause trouble for the new era. There will always be other cities waiting for us in seven years."

Seven years. Seven years later, that's about two thousand five hundred days? Eri didn't know how the undead felt, but to her, seven years later seemed like the name of another world far away beyond a thick, dark cloud, and she didn't even know if it would ever really come.

However, Erise can only look at the Demon King using her body and Kuonji Yuzu right now, unable to speak.

On the Kanda River in Akihabara late at night, the calm water reflects the gently swaying neon lights.

"Ahasurus, I hope our next meeting will be in another place, you, the longest-living human in the world."

Upon hearing this, Ahasurus smiled proudly and shook his head. The captain, who was sitting to the side, pushed hard against the pier pillar, turning the small boat around. He did not join the conversation between the silver-haired Eri and his master. He simply gripped the oars again and began to row the small boat he had found at random back to the original sailboat.

"You overestimate me. You should know that I'm not the only one who has turned away from God and can't even die. Even in this day and age, demons and monsters still roam everywhere. And can someone like you, born into the new generation in Mosaic City, really be considered human? Even I understand that... Hey, what are you thinking now?"

"This place can barely be considered a peaceful location."

"Ah, are you joking? There is no peaceful place in this world! Everywhere you go is hell, hell after hell. Really... But I have no right to say anything to you based on my age."

Silver-haired Erise smiled: "If I am merely a Shinigami who fits the age requirement, then what do you want to say, Ahasurus?"

"Isn't it yours? That's a really strange question..."

The legendary undead man, disheveled, gazed at the silver-haired man's smile in the distance from his small boat. Although it was a gentle smile, it seemed to him like the cruel smile that man had once shown him... But in the end, he took a deep breath and shouted.

"—Just enjoy life as much as you can! Isn't that what living life to the fullest all about?"

Upon hearing this reply, Eri crossed her arms; she didn't want to hear such a joke at all.

Even if life is painful and unpleasant, so what?

She didn't want to die so easily.

As long as we survive, that's enough.

Hearing Eri's thoughts, Novia replied, "But you just recently killed those monsters without hesitation."

"...If necessary, I will do anything."

"No, you want to become the kind of person the city needs, that's why you did that."

"Is there any difference in meaning? People love others because they want to be loved, don't they? Who knows the reason for living? Only the dead understand the meaning of life."

Eri paused, then said softly, "That's what I used to think, because I'm alone now, and I'll be alone in the future. I originally thought I would be lonely because of someone, but maybe that's not the case."

Even if you're not a Servant, it doesn't matter, as long as you're by my side.

"Hmm? Could it be because of me?"

Novia joked.

"Heh, don't be so narcissistic. If I were interested, it would be someone like that mature leather craftsman, or that cute Louis type."

Eri sneered, "Who would care about an old man? I wouldn't. If you had enough QB, you might be able to hook up with a few at a nightclub, but I won't pay."

"Those words are truly hurtful."

"You, a guy like you, would be sad? I'd be happy even if the sky fell down."

Eri continued sarcastically, "Of course, if you kick the bucket one day, don't beg to possess me before you disappear."

Novia accepted her emotions head-on and smiled, pinching her own cheeks with both hands.

"Then can I go to someone else?"

"No."

"too fast."

"Besides me, how could anyone else volunteer! Don't think I don't know about the unknown side effects of you possessing me. A man as promiscuous as you, in my opinion..."

Eri retorted angrily, "Anyway, I'm not a casual person, so you can't be casual either. If you dare to do that, I'll have the Demon King touch your core with a branch and kill you outright."

"Hmm... I've been wanting to say something for a while now."

"what?"

"Erise, are you a tsundere? Like when you're with Chitose, you ignore her, but as soon as she's gone, you miss her..."

"Enough, you... and again and again..."

Eri wanted to argue, but she didn't know what to say for a moment, so she fell silent after saying a few words.

The storm gradually subsided, and the port returned to calm.

"Putting aside whether it was fate or luck, that guy was quite strange, but surprisingly easy to talk to."

Kuonji Yuzu watched the small boat sail further and further away, "But this mission should be considered complete—"

"It's not over yet."

Accompanied by the voice of the silver-haired Eri, the sound of sharp claws scratching the asphalt road and countless sharp cries rang out from the shadows of the harbor, leaping over the decks of the ships moored in the harbor one by one—those were the small monsters of the new era, the Gremlin.

"There was clearly a barrier, how could this be..."

"They have been summoned."

Silver-haired Erise walked up to Kuonji Yuzu and said, "Am I right? Kundley."

Under the sea breeze and in the darkness of night, a brown-skinned, black-haired woman dressed in a nun's habit slowly rode her horse down to look down at the two.

"As expected, you knew me..."

Kundley, who resembled a dignified and virtuous nun, asked the silver-haired Eri about it with an air of blatant contempt, maintaining her gentle demeanor.

"You casually stole someone else's beloved, and even flirted with them in front of me. Now you're putting on an arrogant act... You must be feeling very smug right now, right?"

Kuonji Yuzu looked at the furious and bewildered Kundley with slight surprise, not quite understanding her relationship with the two people from before.

"Romance? I don't do that."

Silver-haired Erise tilted her head. "I only prioritized letting Ahasulus and the captain leave. I didn't steal your boyfriend. And does the captain even know he's your boyfriend?"

"I see," Yuzhu said, pressing her slender fingers to her lips.

Is it unrequited love? It's quite a special case that a Servant in the modern world falls in love with another Servant. But those two just left, and this Kundley hasn't even noticed this yet? Did she not think of anything and just blindly chase after them?

This is really... sigh, an incredibly troublesome matter.

"You helped him leave, and I've been following them!"

Kundley's eyes remained fixed on the silver-haired Eri, "So give him back to me!"

"Let her go."

Kuonji Yuzu whispered to the silver-haired Erise.

She didn't think killing Quindley was the right option. It was true that she was a menace to Akihabara because of her unstable mental state, but the premise was that Ahazurus and the other man should stay in Akihabara, because ultimately, Quindley was just an outsider who had come after them.

"Although I really want to do that, before that..."

A gust of wind rose from Erise's silver hair. "You should know something about the murder case at the slaughterhouse, Kundre."

The slaughterhouse still lingered with the aura of Helheim, the underworld. Kundalli's previous incarnation as a Valkyrie was the Hell Rose, Gerndar. If this underworld is considered to be the Norse underworld, then from this perspective, Kundalli could indeed be suspected of involvement in the murder.

However, Novia also understood that even if this Kundley was a 'second-class permanent machine on a magical level,' a monster that would absorb the life force of the citizens if she stayed in a city for too long, this must have been the original intention of the Master who summoned her.

Unfortunately, Kundre, who had been summoned, was simply chasing after Ahasulus and his companion, and her personality would never allow her to interfere in such matters.

"……I have no idea."

"No, you absolutely know, even though it was just a coincidence for you."

Silver-haired Eri reached out her hand, and a tree branch appeared in it. "But you, who were once the Hell's Rose, Gendal—"

"Darais, Nicht, Ewigkeit──Darais, Nicht, Ewigkeit──!"

The sound of singing drifted from the sea not far away. The three people present looked over and saw that Ahasulus, who should have left, was standing on the railing of his sailboat, leading the pale, swaying spirits in a song, as if he were singing for Novia, who had just left.

"I heard it..."

Kundley bent over, letting out a painful wail, scratching her hair violently, her eyes fixed on the sea from between her arms, "Come back to me, don't leave me, don't leave..."

It's impossible to admit it.

That's unacceptable.

We must take him back, no matter what means we have to use.

Meanwhile, Ahazurus, singing on the sailboat, kicked a nearby undead crew member: "Damn it, go tell the captain that the crazy woman chasing him has messed with someone we absolutely mustn't mess with. Don't let us get dragged into this, I don't have that kind of favor to cover for him..."

Just then, the remaining spirits sang the next line of the song:

"The sails cursed by the 'Demon King' will never be damaged, until the end of the world."

……

In an instant, Kundley tore off the horsehair monastic robes that were wrapped around her body, boldly exposing large areas of skin in a manner that was utterly disrespectful to God, a sight that would make anyone shake their head even on Halloween.

"No one can stop me!"

With just a shout, numerous runes appeared around Kundali.

"...Hela! You're here, aren't you? Come, help me!"

She interlaced her fair fingers and snapped them together. The magic of the runes burst forth from the harbor's shore, causing the seawater to freeze and various ice structures to rise up, forming cages centered on the runes and filled with ice membranes between them.

Helheim, the Norse underworld of the Age of Gods, has now appeared on a small scale in the modern world, embedded in the port of the city of Akihabara.

There was no special torrent of magical energy, nor the brilliance or impact that a typical Servant would unleash when releasing their Noble Phantasm.

The connection that led to this was Kundri, the Valkyrie who once reached Helheim from Gerndar.

The trigger was the sudden arrival of the Nordic Grim Reaper, whose origins remain unknown.

"He really is the Grim Reaper."

Faced with the divine power that froze everything at absolute zero, the silver-haired Erise waved the branch in her hand. "Stop, Hela... You, no, you should all return."

"Hehe, not bad luck... It's Old Ghost, huh? And Father too? And my brothers? How strange, and me too? Hahaha, interesting, interesting! So interesting! How come I didn't meet such an interesting guy in Denmark nine years ago!"

The mystery revealed on the frozen sea is Hela, the goddess of death, and Gam, the hellhound of the Norse.

However, this guardian beast of Helheim had half of its body writhing and rotting flesh twisting wildly, while the other half was made of modern machinery.

"Humans, this is a warning. You must leave this fortress."

And its master, Loki's daughter Hela, is the same, half of her body is rotting flesh and the other half is mechanical wreckage. Only one eye, flowing with green liquid, is seen staring at the silver-haired Eri, or perhaps at the girl's 'death' that comes from the Izanami bloodline.

“Erise Utsumi, you should be with us. We have come to welcome you.”

Chapter 483: Fifty-year-old Kuonji Arisa encounters her destiny.

The ice fields formed by the properties of Helheim are drinking in the starlight of the night.

Therefore, the cold wind carried the hum of gears turning in the upper half of Hela and Gam's bodies, and a smile appeared on Hela's decaying left cheek. What was wrapped around her body was no longer divine power, but the very concept of 'death' itself that was manifesting.