Magic originated from Europe.
This was the correct argument in terms of geography, but it was not appropriate in terms of cultural folklore.
Magic, spells, and other strange techniques existed in every culture. The powerful magic societies and other organizations were mostly in Europe, but it did not mean that magic in their places was orthodox and mainstream.
In fact, after modern times, many Western magicians devoted themselves to the study of the spiritual civilization of the East.
For example, the Indian arcana that focused on yoga and incantations. Taoism, Feng Shui, the Five Elements, and other spells of the Celestial Dynasty.
The samurai nation, Japan, was also a suitable research subject. There were also many Western magicians who were particularly passionate about it. Moreover, the eight-million-god elven religion unique to Japan was also a popular research topic.
Surprisingly, the Wanli Valley family had close contact with such foreign researchers.
The Wanli Gu family was originally a court official in Jingdou, but there was a huge difference. They were not a noble family, nor were they rich.
This bloodline had produced many women with outstanding spiritual power.
It was the same for the current Yuri. It had been the custom for hundreds of years to entrust such women to shrines and monasteries and work as nuns or shamans.
Because of this bloodline, the family had a rather high status in the fields of religion, curses, and so on.
Furthermore, during the Meiji and Shōwa period, the patriarch of the Tenri Tani family, who was granted the status of a baron, was a socialite who liked Western culture.
Westerners, who had a lot of contact with people with magic knowledge.
The Wanli Valley family welcomed the researchers who came to Japan for field research and provided convenience for their research. If they were visiting guests from Europe, they would be invited to visit if there was a chance.
Therefore, although it seemed that he grew up in a pure and gentle environment, he was already used to interacting with foreigners in Shangyou.
She could probably handle her daily conversations in English, and she also had a few trips to Europe.
…It was ironic that this family situation had become the reason for him to be imprisoned by Sasha Dejansdal Vauban.
"The invitation to you was in Austria four years ago. It's really nostalgic.”
Worban said as he squinted his eyes.
In the library reading room that was forcefully occupied. He was sitting cross-legged here in a crude lead chair. However, he looked like an emperor sitting on the throne.
Arrogant and rude, arrogant and noble.
"At that time, I was very bored. I was still thinking about the long-awaited hunt. However, when I became a little famous, the God of Disobedience didn't come out and didn't appear in front of me. I was the reason for my headache.”
The only people listening to him were Yuri and Liliana Kranicar.
Worban's attitude and tone were very calm, but his human nature was the opposite. In fact, what he did was very selfish and filled with blasphemy.
"I have a few privileges. I have the right to choose the prey I hunt.……However, I don't have the hobby of hunting rats. Only the strong are worth hunting.”
He laughed.
The Demon King, who had slaughtered several Pillar Gods, revealed a twisted smile.
A terrifying power spread out from his tall and thin body, and his sharp emerald evil eyes shone like the pupils of a tiger.
" As for the gods that are suitable to be my prey, I had yet to solve this problem at that time. A mysterious ritual to summon the God of Disobedience…If this ritual succeeds, I should be able to enjoy it for a while.”
The whole story of the incident four years ago. He recalled the anger he felt when the god he summoned was snatched away by Savatore Tony, and the smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth.
He turned his sharp gaze to the void.
"Right now, I want to challenge the same thing as I did four years ago, so just like then, I need your cooperation. -- Ah ah, you don't have the right to refuse, because no one can go against my decision.”
Four years ago, in order to complete the 'God's Summoning' spell that was considered extremely difficult by many high-level magicians, Wauban gathered talented witches from all over Europe to use their witchcraft power to summon the gods. It was unfortunate that he was invited by an acquaintance from Austria to the Wanli Valley family in Europe because of the summer vacation.
Magi as talented as the Ten Thousand Mile Valley were extremely rare in Europe.
Therefore, the witches with outstanding wizard power were immediately discovered by Woban's subordinates, and they were thought to be offerings to the Demon King.
"Hey, in any case, you have no way to escape, right? Just accept the hospitality frankly, how about it?”
The Demon King's Evil Eye emitted a green light.
Yuri shuddered. Her feet, which were surrounded by a faint layer of light from below her knees, quickly turned white, and the feeling in that part disappeared.
The power to turn people into salt.
Right now, she was being cast with this ability. Moreover, Wauban was only changing a part of Yuri's body to prove that he had the ability to precisely control this power.
"Marquis, isn't this joke a little too much? If this girl died, no one could replace her.”
"I won't do such a stupid thing. However, your opinion is reasonable. It's not good to waste rare outstanding abilities on such a game.”
Worban instantly lowered his gaze at Liliana's advice.
His feet, which had turned white and were now non-organic, immediately returned to their original color. The feeling under his knees had also recovered, and Yuri felt relieved in the depths of his heart.
"A chicken that can lay golden eggs cannot be beheaded immediately.……I don't have the confidence to leave behind your precious talent after death. Don't make me do such a boring experiment.”
Worban laughed again.
This time, the smile he showed had a sense of humor. It was a smile full of sarcasm.
"My servants are all residents of the tomb. Don't tell me you want to be like that too?"
Worban snapped his fingers.
A figure suddenly appeared behind him.
He was wearing a tattered jacket with countless cuts. It seemed to be a glorious battle uniform with an embroidery that looked like a coat of arms.
He wore a belt around his waist and a sword.
He was also wearing a helmet, which made him think of knights from the 13th or 14th century.
However, the most distinctive feature was his pale face. He looked like a dead person. His face was completely expressionless, empty, and his pupils were dilated. It was different from a real corpse, except that it didn't smell rotten.
(This is the Servant of Death!）
Yuri recalled one of the powers that Worban possessed. The power to turn the dead that he had personally slaughtered into his loyal servants.
If she disobeyed him, she would also become like that.
This might be even more terrifying than becoming salt. The dead had no lifespan. If they were captured by this old demon king, they would never be able to rest in peace.
"The god who resurrects from the dead. Repairs the torn body, recovers life, and descends into Hell…"
Suddenly, words came out of Yuri's mouth.
"The Servant of Death stimulated her perception ability. The figure of a god appeared behind Woban. It was a god with green skin wrapped in several layers of bandages and a crown. It was probably the God of Life and Death that was destroyed by this old man.
She was the spouse of the Mother God who was in charge of the chain of life, and she had become the ruler of Hell.”
"Oh? Do you know how I took power from this god?”
Woban narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Try telling me. Show me your strength.”
"No, no. She might have just suddenly remembered those words, please don't mind.”
"I'm the one making the judgment! Silence was not allowed! Speak!"
Yuri's body trembled in the face of the roar.
"…I know the name of the divinity that I killed was Osiris, the Egyptian divinity.”
The powerful Spirit Vision ability resonated with the gods and called out to the spirit.
The spirit entrusted the word to know the holy name of God. After hearing this, Worban nodded in satisfaction.
"You're really amazing. I didn't make a mistake choosing you.”
Worban smiled happily. When Yuri saw the figure of that god, she was crushed by despair.
Osiris was one of the most powerful gods in ancient Egypt.
The father of the God of Gods, Horus, was the God of Harvest of the previous king. The goddess Isis, who was good at magic, was his wife. After being cut into 14 pieces of meat, he could not be resurrected successfully and later became the ruler of Hell.
How should he face the monster that defeated such a god?
Yuri felt a sense of despair weighing heavily on her, and she remembered what he had said yesterday.
"If something like that happens again in the future, you have to call me earlier…"
The words spoken by the youth who was similar to the old man in front of him with a kind heart. He had the power to fly to those who needed help as long as someone called his name.
But, no.
Yuri felt that he had no chance of winning…
Shiki Kasanagi was unable to defeat Sasha Deyanstar Woban. She had interacted with these two kings before, so she could understand this point. Although they were both at the same level as Campion, the difference in strength between them was too great.
The old man had completely mastered his ability, but the young man had not.
Just like a kitten challenging a tiger, Yuri's inspiration declared. If the Guardian of the Grass Palace fought with Sasha Deyanstar Wauban, the winner would undoubtedly be the old marquis.
In order not to kill Shiroki, Yuri did not call his name.
It started to drizzle at dusk.
On the way back from Chengnan College, Shiki Kasanagi and Erika Brauntly were on their way back.
A few days ago in PE class, when Erika was playing baseball--no, after striking out all the boys, she had awakened her love for baseball. After school today, he dragged the reluctant guardian along and stormed into the baseball club.
"Let's bet on whether you can hit the ball I throw!”
Elektra loudly challenged the official members of the baseball club.
The guardian sincerely sympathized with the members of the baseball club who were interested in the challenge.
Moreover, today, the main catch of a famous baseball team was playing as Erika's assistant. In short, Erika could throw the ball as much as she wanted. The weak baseball club, which had been repeatedly defeated in the first round of the Koshien qualifiers, had no hope of winning.
Instead of doing something by himself, it would be better to accompany her.
The guards decided to take turns when Elektra struck out the eighth player.
"Player exchange! I'll come in as a substitute!"
Baiqi shouted at the number nine player of the baseball club, who was about to walk into the batsman's position while crying.
"Aiya, Bai Qi, I feel like you're plotting something.”
"Your evil deeds end here. Let me teach you that a layman is still a layman!”
On the mound, Erika smiled fearlessly as she faced off against Bai Qi, who had picked up the metal bat.
A one-on-one between the pitchers and the batters.
The first ball was fouled. The second ball missed. The third ball was caught by the catch, and the fourth ball was a foul.
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