I'm surrounded by devil sisters!

The dark brown liquid on the ground rolled slowly and submerged the floor. A strong smell of blood rushed towards the nose outside the door, mixed with the smell of internal organs.

A silver-haired young man in priest's attire sat at the dining table with his head bowed and his legs crossed. The candlelight flickered twice due to the air flow caused by the opening of the door, illuminating half of his face. He seemed to be in a daze.

And in front of his chair lay a corpse.

No, to call it a corpse is an overstatement. To be more precise, it is...human remains.

With the belly ripped open and the ribs turned outward, it looked nothing like what it did before birth. It looked just like the pork ribs on sale at a stall in the market.

She had never expected the scene inside to be like this. When she saw the scene clearly, the smile on Asia's face froze.

The joy in the girl's eyes from meeting an acquaintance again gradually faded, replaced by uncontrollable fear and resistance.

"Father, this is..."

"what?"

As if he had finally noticed the movement at the door, the young silver-haired priest sitting at the dining table raised his eyes, raised his chin with the corners of his mouth, and spoke in a low voice.

"Hey Asia, didn't I ask you to set up a barrier to repel people? Who is this guy?"

There was absolutely no intention of explaining anything, but instead, there was a strong threat between the lines.

"he is……"

Asia's weak personality was clearly unable to cope with such a strong question, and she subconsciously shrank her neck slightly.

Huakaiyuan Fogui stepped into the room and stood in front of the girl.

"Hanakaiin Buddha, Kyoto Hanakaiin family acts on his behalf."

"Hanakaiin? Hmm~ That name does sound familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere before. Let me think about it, let me think about it."

The silver-haired priest sitting at the table still had his legs crossed, twirling a large pistol he had pulled out from somewhere in his hand, pressing the muzzle against his forehead and scratching his lip with his mouth tilted.

Then he dropped the gun and gave a cry of sudden realization.

"Oh, now I remember. You're from the Japanese Onmyoji clan. I heard your family had a relationship with a monster four hundred years ago. As humans, you're pretty disloyal, aren't you?"

Especially when he said the last few words, he deliberately dragged out the tone and stuck his tongue out of his mouth, which looked particularly disgusting. It was hard not to doubt whether his mental state was still normal.

"So who are you?"

Hanakaiin Fugui continued to move forward step by step, his voice still calm, only the golden spiritual pressure rising from his body foreshadowed what he was going to do next.

So, so strong!

The nun standing at the door couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands.

If the power fluctuations generated by her healing ability were like the gentle breeze blowing by the lake in spring, then the fluctuations emanating from Hanakaiyuan Fugui's body at this moment were like the magma slowly flowing in the deepest part of the earth.

Steady and warm.

"Hoo~ As expected of an agent, you're actually a bit of a jerk!"

Sensing this power fluctuation, the silver-haired murderous priest could no longer sit calmly.

He grinned crazily and suddenly exerted force with his legs. He jumped up from the chair in an instant and somersaulted backwards. He landed steadily after a distance of two or three meters. One hand was still holding the pistol, and in the other hand he took out a sword hilt as if by magic.

That's right, it's the hilt of a sword. There's no blade, only the grip and guard at the bottom.

Wind King's barrier?

Huakaiyuan Fogui couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

But he soon understood what was going on.

When the silver-haired murderous priest gripped the hilt tightly, a dazzling white light began to extend from above the guard and soon formed a sword blade made of light.

At first glance, it looks a bit like the Jedi style.

"Solemnly—introduce yourself."

In a psychotic, cadenced tone, the silver-haired murderous priest bowed deeply in an extremely non-standard posture while holding his weapon, sticking out his tongue and laughing hideously as he spoke loudly.

"I'm Fried Seran, an ace exorcist directly under the Vatican's Office of the Holy Father! Oh, sorry... I forgot to mention that I'm now a former exorcist."

The difference between the ex and the current one is just one word, but it makes a world of difference.

The exorcists in the Vatican are somewhat similar to the Onmyoji in Japan. Both are organizations that possess special powers and are formed to protect humans from foreign invasions.

A normal exorcist usually has only two outcomes.

Either they have spent their entire lives fighting demons and defending the way, but their bodies have aged to the point where they can no longer continue to fight monsters, or they have suffered irreparable damage in battles with monsters and can no longer sustain high-intensity combat, so they have to choose to retire.

Or their heads would be blown off in battle with monsters.

But leaving the cult at such a young age, if it wasn't because he was determined during the assessment phase that he wasn't talented enough to become a combat priest, then the only possibility was that he had a serious mental defect that was extremely unstable.

Refer to Lao Cui who was screened out from the pilot team in GTA5.

Fried before him clearly belonged to the latter group, and judging by the fact that even after retiring, he still carried the equipment bestowed by the Order...

A lost priest who defected?

Huakaiyuan Fogui quickly came to a conclusion in his mind.

"But, but..."

At this moment, Asia's voice rang out again from the doorway.

She glanced at the remains of the body on the ground with trembling eyes, then mustered up the courage to speak loudly.

"But even if you're a former Exorcist, as long as you still believe in God, you should fight to protect humanity, right? Not just kill people at will..."

"SHUT UP YOU WORSE SHIT NUTS!!!"

The insults that erupted without warning instantly interrupted Asia's words. Freed swung his lightsaber vigorously with a distorted expression.

"Although the fallen angel sisters told me not to bully you, I have to admit that you are really useless, you piece of shit nun. You can't even complete a simple task like setting up a barrier to repel people. No wonder you were kicked out of the cult like garbage. I'm working hard in there to exorcise demons, don't you understand? All demons... including those who have ties to demons, must be killed by me!!!"

"Ugh...!"

As if an old wound from the past had been opened, Asia put her hands on her chest and hugged her shoulders, lowered her head, and took a half step back with a slight tremor.

Having an affair with the devil?

Hua Kaiyuan Fogui only then noticed a small magic circle drawn with a ballpoint pen next to the candlestick on the table.

He roughly recognized this formation. It was used to summon communication-type familiars such as small bat demons. In short, it could only summon some weak and harmless little demons from the demon world, and the duration of the summoning was also very short.

In essence, it is a bit like the popular Ouija game in Asia. To put it bluntly, it is just for fun.

After all, it is difficult for ordinary people to summon any powerful creatures from the demon world with the total spiritual power they have.

And just because of this, they broke into someone's home and brutally killed them. It's really...

Call ~

Exhaling slowly, Hanakaiin Fogui retracted his gaze and raised his head to look at the silver-haired murderous priest who was still behaving recklessly and perversely. The golden spiritual pressure rising around him became more and more intense.

"Although, logically, I should have handed you over to the Special Attack Demon Regiment as a murderer with special powers and put you behind the prison barrier."

"But in my opinion, this is no longer necessary."

Chapter 20 Breaking the Enemy Formation with a Flick of the Finger

There were no intense fights, it could be said to be quite light-hearted.

A few seconds later, the head of the silver-haired murderous priest was casually thrown on the ground by Huakaiyuan Fugui.

Fried Seran.

He passed the combat test to become an exorcist at the age of thirteen. After joining the Vatican Order, he quickly showed amazing combat talent, slaying demons and monsters one after another that even senior exorcists found difficult to deal with. At the age of seventeen, he was officially promoted to the Vatican Pope's Hall, becoming the youngest ace exorcist in the history of the order.

There is no doubt that such a brilliant resume is enough to prove that Fried is a genius among geniuses in combat.

But he has a fatal flaw, which is his lack of faith and his extreme desire for battle.

In order to successfully kill the big devil set as the mission target, he could even kill his companions without any psychological burden if they were injured or unwell during the mission and that hindered the mission. After completing the mission alone, when reporting the results to the Muslim group, he would shirk all responsibilities and attribute the death of his companions to the unfortunate death in the battle with the big devil.

Of course, there is no impenetrable wall in this world.

As Fried's number of "lucky escapes alone" increased, suspicions gradually arose within the cult.

So after a series of investigations, Fried's crime of wantonly killing his companions was finally exposed.

But he relied on his own strength to escape the pursuit of the church, fled from the Vatican to Japan, and became a lost priest.

The scene switches and time returns to the present.

When the flickering candlelight illuminated Fried's face again, there was still an lingering fear on his face, as if frozen in a photo, and his mouth was opened as wide as possible, as if he was making a silent roar.

"Phew~ That's all."

After placing the lightsaber, pistol and head seized from the former's body together on the dining table, Huakaiyuan Fugui breathed a sigh of relief.

Although we cannot have too high expectations on the administrative capabilities of the Japanese police, as long as they have these things as guidance, they should be able to smoothly realize that the identity of the deceased is related to the Vatican. After that, they only need to contact and verify the identity by the official, and everything else will be easy.

As for the homeowner who was unfortunately killed, I can only say that although it is regrettable, the deceased is gone, and I can only silently say "Amitabha".

After preparing all the follow-up work and confirming that nothing was missing, Huakaiyuan Fogui turned around and looked at the door again.

At this time, it was almost dark outside. As the last rays of sunset were blocked by the horizon, deep night finally descended upon Tokyo again.

Asia remained at the doorway, the large nun's scarf covering her head, making the already unclear expression of the girl even more blurry.

Huakaiyuan Fogui took out his cell phone and sent a text message to a cat-eared girl who was still waiting at home, informing her that he would be back a little later today. Then he looked up and shrugged.

"Let's talk somewhere else, Asia."

"..."

Without making any sound, the blonde girl stammered with trembling lips.

"Yes... right..."

Before she could even utter the first word, Asia turned decisively, wiped her tears vigorously with the wide sleeves of her nun's uniform, and then spread her legs as if escaping, running away into the dark twilight in the distance.

Uh……

The young man was suddenly embarrassed when he saw this scene, and raised his hand in the air like an Erkang who did not want to reveal his name.

To be honest, it was normal for him to suggest changing the place to talk, considering he had just shown the girl such a shocking murder scene, and he had also killed the bloodthirsty lost priest in front of her.

After going through these two things, could he still pat his shoulders and say in a relaxed tone, "Let's go have barbecue"?

That's really weird! Of course we need to go somewhere else and have a proper chat to clear things up.

Tsk, this is really...

Huakaiyuan Fogui held his forehead with his hand and was speechless.

Forget it. In order to avoid any unnecessary accidents, I'd better follow her and take a look. Anyway, with the physical strength of a certain nun, she will probably get tired before running far. I'll find a secluded place and wait for her to calm down before chatting slowly.

Just as the young man was thinking this and preparing to catch up, a sound of breaking air was heard above his head, and a pure black feather fluttered down from the sky and came into view.

Then a rather seductive female voice was heard.

"Oh, you can't run around, Sister~"

Ok?

Asia shuddered and stopped when she heard the voice.

Huakaiyuan Fogui also looked up following the sound.

A dark, graceful figure swooped down from the sky like a hawk hunting, piercing the night sky with a darker color and landing precisely beside Asia, stretching out her slender arms to block the girl's path.

She was a beautiful young woman with a curvy figure and long black hair cascading down her back. Her hot outfit, which only covered her key points, made it hard not to associate it with sex appeal.

If you ignore the large black wings behind her, this would be a small affair.

"Fallen angel?"

Huakaiyuan Fogui suddenly understood.

It's hard not to understand. After all, both Rias and the murderous priest named Freed mentioned "Fallen Angels" before. Coupled with this appearance, even the most dull person should have realized it.

"Linali...sir..."

Asia seemed extremely afraid of the fallen angel woman in front of her. She dared not move at all after being stopped. She could only tremble like a little quail.

However, the fallen angel named Linali just smiled.

"I didn't expect Freed to be killed. But it doesn't matter. We will still protect you. Asia, just follow us back to the church. We still have a ceremony to perform~"