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Chapter 34 34. Impossible to go wrong (for further reading)

Yan Mo, dead?
That is Yan Mo, who is rated S, has a demon army, and has destroyed several small cities.

They thought it was lucky that Saya Kawasumi and Osamu Aizawa could come back alive.

But who would have thought that not only did the two come back, but they also defeated her?
This is not at the gathering point, there is the support of the priestess of the witch, and the team of swordsmen assists
Everyone subconsciously denied it, but the eyes on the ground were wide open, and the bloody head with broken horns was clearly showing off the crusader's victory.

They turned to look at Saya Kawasumi, who nodded.

"Ah."

After being affirmed, several female sword masters collapsed to the ground, covered their faces, and cried happily.

"Thank you Kawasumi-sama, my teammate, I can finally rest in peace."

Swordsmen usually act in groups, with a team of five members. Once a team is formed, members rarely change.

They live, eat, and live together, and they cooperate with each other deeply. They are not family members, but they are better than family members.

However, there were fourteen Swordsmen present, but they came from ten teams.

That is to say, in most teams, all teammates died, leaving only one person.

Only I know the pain of living alone.

As for revenge, S-level Yan Moxing has no fixed place and is powerful. With their strength, it is impossible to take revenge in this life.

Now that Yan Mo has been crusaded, the scars in their hearts that they deliberately ignored can finally be healed.

Eri Shimamura stepped forward and bowed deeply to Saya Kawasumi and Osamu Aizawa: "Thank you."

The others also stepped forward and said to Saya Kawasumi in unison: "Thank you, my lords."

Saya Chuansumi looked at the line of people lined up with straight bodies, and the corners of her eyes became hot. She pointed to Osamu Aizawa: "You don't need to thank me, you should thank him. When I arrived, Yan Mo was already dead."

Qi Shushu's eyes pierced like nails, and Osamu Aizawa frowned: "Didn't I say it was easy to count on you?"

He chose to come out to meet with several swordsmen in preparation for the next "Assassination of Utsunomiya Renhua".

But he didn't want his reputation to spread and become too conspicuous.

It's not doing him any good.

"It's really this lord?" The Swordsman couldn't believe it.

If it is said that two S-level swordsmen are fighting against the enemy together, then there is still a slight possibility that Yan Mo will be crusaded.

But, relying on just one person, how did he break through the blockade of the demon army and fight against the mighty Yan Mo?
"Uh, I picked up on the leak. There was a Myojin priestess passing by, and I mainly relied on her. Without her help, I couldn't crusade Enma at all." Osamu Aizawa explained.

Kawasumi Saya couldn't accept it: "But I clearly saw it"

Osamu Aizawa interrupted her: "Just say there are two people?"

Kawasumi Saya nodded helplessly: "Yes"

She didn't understand why Osamu Aizawa wanted to hide his achievements.

As long as he reports to the Unification Council, he will immediately be awarded the title of S-rank swordsman
No, coupled with his forging skills, it is not impossible to be accepted by Utsunomiya Daimyojin as a confidant.

Osamu Aizawa, what are you afraid of?

"Even if it's just two people, it's amazing!" the Swordsmen praised one after another.

"That's right, little brother, you don't have to feel embarrassed. This is a great contribution, and no one will question you."

"Yes, you are our benefactor, we will guarantee you, and I will write a report immediately after returning."

In their view, making such achievements is enough to go straight to the sky, rank among the top of the Union, and have a position of power that ordinary people do not have in their lifetime.

No one will refuse this temptation.

Osamu Aizawa sighed helplessly: "Everyone, swordsmen, can you hear me say a word?"

"Don't say a single sentence, a hundred sentences are fine." Everyone quieted down and looked at Osamu Aizawa.

"I ask you one thing, that is, the crusade against Yan Mo, please do not spread it."

After hearing Osamu Aizawa's reasons, everyone promised that they would absolutely keep silent.

Order.

Xia Muyao stood in the empty underground hall, staring at the statue of the eternal god in a daze.

Originally, at this time, someone should ring the bell, and the believers would gather in the hall to recite the scriptures.

But because of the attack of Yan Mo, the believers fled in a hurry under the arrangement of Honjo Rie, and they didn't care about serving the gods at all.

Withdrawing his gaze, Natsume Haruka hummed an unknown song with his hands behind his back, walked out of the hall, and visited this old religious base with ease.

"Master Natsume, go and take refuge." A gray-robed believer shouted.

Haruka Natsume looked at him, knowing that he was one of the heads of the knife forging workshop, and was impressed by Osamu Aizawa's technique.

"I'll go later."

Natsume Haruka waved his hand and continued to walk forward. After walking a few steps, he came back and asked, "By the way, is there anything strange about the sect?"

The gray-robed believer was stunned: "Strange place?"

Natsume thought for a while: "It is the place where the miracle appeared. I heard from the priest of the village that when the church was rebuilt, they heard the call of God, and all the believers cried loudly, thanking God for the grace."

"Oh, you're talking about the old land of the Worm God's Pool."

"Old land? Is the current Worm God Pool new?"

"In the past, disrespectful people destroyed the Worm God's Pool. To commemorate it, the old Worm God's Pool was made a holy place, and it will only be open for visits on major festivals."

"Well, where is that place?"

"In the deepest part of the confessional."

Natsume Haruka, who got the news, turned her head and walked towards the confession room, leaving behind the man in gray to shout.

In the Order, the confessional is a place for fun.

Male and female believers sweat and relieve loneliness.

Natsume Haruka pinched her nose and walked into the confession room.

Relying on the louder and louder voices in her ears, she found the sealed trail leading to the old place of the Worm God Pool.

Natsume Haruka easily broke the seal without triggering the alarm.

She jumped down the cavern and slowly followed the collapsed path.

The inside of the trail was damp and cold, and the short skirt Natsume Haruka was wearing was wet with dripping water.

"Ah, stop barking! It's so annoying!"

Enduring the discomfort in her ears, she walked for more than ten minutes and finally reached her destination.

The treatment of the old Worm God Pool is obviously much better than that of the new pool.

Even though it has been abandoned, it still maintains a pure white and flawless posture, like a holy grail, sitting on a square-cut marble, revealing a sacred and awe-inspiring atmosphere.

Natsume Haruka walked up the steps step by step, and the voice in her ears also changed from noise to "Princess, Princess, Princess". The voice was hungry, greedy, and fanatical, which made people shudder.

Xia Muyao stood in front of the Worm God Pool, looking down into the pool.

A white silk cocoon the size of a palm is beating regularly as if alive.

"This is what Yifu said. It was left by Mr. Xiu in the past."

Natsume Haruka smiled and reached out to the white cocoon in the pond.

Honjo Rie was in a state of anxiety.

The last time I felt this way was when I was framed and hunted down by a wolf demon.

"What is this anxiety?" Honjo Rie clutched her chest.

Obviously the evacuation has been completed, and Saya Kawasumi and Osamu Aizawa are also going to crusade Enma, and everything is prepared.

But she still felt uneasy.

She walked out of the refuge, wandering around the empty church as if she kept recalling whether she had forgotten anything before going out.

"My lord."

Outside the underground hall, a gray-robed believer saluted her.

"Why are you here?" she asked.

"I'm waiting for Natsume-sama"

"Shouldn't she have taken refuge long ago?"

Honjo Rie vaguely knew where her uneasiness came from.

"Master Natsume, I seem to be looking for something, so I went to the confessional."

The gray-robed believer told what happened before.

Honjo Rie's complexion changed suddenly, and she immediately walked towards the confession room.

It's impossible, but what if?There must be no accidents about what Master Godfather told her!
Soon, the confessional is at hand.

Honjo Rie pushed open the door, but found that there was no figure of Natsume Haruka.

She squatted down to check the secret passage seal, and there was no sign of damage.

"Honjo priest, what are you looking for?" Xia Muyao shouted outside the door.

Rie Honjo turned her head to look at her, then paused and said, "I'm checking the seal of the sect to prevent ghosts from sneaking in."

"Don't worry." Natsume Haruka pointed to his ear, "Xiu Jun succeeded."

Honjo Rie walked out the door, and vaguely heard cheers coming.

"Yes."

Honjo Rie took a long breath: "How could something go wrong?"

(End of this chapter)