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Chapter 48 48. Torture
shame.

Compared to the threat to her life, Akane Ikeno felt the humiliation first.

In recent years, under the innovation of Utsunomiya Renka, the Unified Association has eliminated the influence of seniority and speaks for itself on the basis of strength.

The young swordsman has his own right to speak.

She is an A-level swordsman, and she will pass the S-level evaluation in a few years.

She can be favored by Matsudaira Motoji, and it is not impossible to become the wife of the Matsudaira family.

But who would have thought that she, with such a promising future, would be trampled on like a dog by a lowly status boy.

"My lord, what happened?"

Yue Daitou outside the door heard the sound of the floor hitting, and even opened the door to shout.

Osamu Aizawa stuffed the handle of the knife into Akane Ikeno's mouth: "It's okay, Mr. Tsukiyo, go shopping, Priest Ikeno and I are hungry."

Yue Daitou sighed and said, "Master Priest, I am called Xiao Shan, what do you eat?"

Seeing Akane Ikeno's condensed and murderous gaze, Osamu Aizawa replied indifferently: "Be calm, Priest Ikeno has been very angry recently."

"Ok."

Although Osamu Aizawa answered on his behalf, Tsukiyoto never suspected that something would happen inside.

After all, no one would have imagined that the two would fight in less than 10 minutes after they met.

Akane Ikeno, who was still an A-level swordsman, was humiliated and defeated by Osamu Aizawa.

He leaves the door.

The footsteps got farther and farther away, and Osamu Aizawa took out the handle of the knife stuffed into Akane Ikeno's mouth:

"Let me ask you, what is your relationship with Matsudaira Motoji?"

Maybe it's wrong.

After Gouyu turned black, Osamu Aizawa was very sensitive to the emotional tone fluctuations of creatures.

He could accurately speed up his movements when Hanyu Saki was in high spirits, thus devouring the remaining black mist in her body.

When Akane Ikeno mentioned Matsudaira Motoji's name, she was rarely emotional.

In addition, he saw from the information given by Hanyu Saki that the Ikeno family used to be the disciples of the Matsudaira family, and the two families were also distant relatives.

An alternative is presented.

Bet, Akane Ikeno is actually a spy who accepted Matsudaira Motoji's order and infiltrated the sect instead?

After all, with his ability, it is not impossible to do this.

If it succeeds, Osamu Aizawa can save a few steps, and even trigger an unexpected joy.

If it fails.
It doesn't matter, just tell her who is the boss, and accept her as a subordinate by the way.

"What a joke."

Akane Ikeno's face was pressed against the cold floor, and her chest kept rising and falling. There was only one thought in her mind, which was to kill Osamu Aizawa and wash away her shame!

She looked at the Spiritual Knife in front of her, and with a thought, she was just about to put it on when she was numb by the sharp pain that pierced deeply into her back.

"It hurts!" Chi Yeqian yelled.

The limbs curl up automatically, like a twitching shrimp.

Osamu Aizawa inserted Yan Modao into her thick military uniform: "Isn't that the rule of the Yudaoshi world?

You want to kill me, but your ability is not as strong as mine.

So I hold the power of your life and death. "

Osamu Aizawa knelt down and got close to her: "Master A-rank swordsman, please satisfy my curiosity. Are you a spy? What benefits did Matsudaira Motoji give you?
Shouldn't it be said that you were married into the Songping family? "

In the game, Matsudaira Motoji tricked many women with this rhetoric.

As a result, he was still single, and the Matsudaira family still lacked a mistress.

Chi Yeqian shouted: "I will never let you go! Just wait, I will make you regret living here."

"answer my question."

Osamu Aizawa slowly twisted the handle of the knife, and Yan Modao was like a sharp screwdriver, continuously penetrating into Akane Ikeno's back.

The heart-wrenching feeling made her feel like a pierced spider web, constantly fluttering and shrinking in the wind.

Akane Ikeno suddenly felt that she was really going to die, she was very afraid that she would die in the hands of Osamu Aizawa, and the body would be insulted by the cultists: "Don't."

Once out of the armor of the spiritual sword, the sword master is only a little stronger than ordinary people.

What's more, Yan Mo Dao has its own mental attack effect, and its mere mortal body cannot withstand torture at all.

After a while, Osamu Aizawa noticed that many black spots of light appeared around Akane Ikeno.

Not surprisingly, it was the black mist left in her body.

"Sure enough, I can only see the black mist when the other party's mood fluctuates."

Osamu Aizawa wrote down this point, and prepared to continue to observe, what would happen to the black mist that was not swallowed?
Is it back into the body?

Or dissipate in the air.

After half an hour.

Yue Daitou hurried back:

"Master Priest, I have bought something, please open the door."

Osamu Aizawa opened the door and took the vegetable bento which was full of portions.

Tsukiyotou took the opportunity to glance into the room, and found Akane Ikeno lying on the bed, seemingly asleep.

"You" Yue Daitou asked.

"What's wrong?" Aizawa asked.

"sharp."

Yue Dai gave a thumbs up and showed a meaningful smile.

No wonder it was won once we met at night.

"Well, stay away and don't disturb my good business."

Osamu Aizawa closed the door, walked to the side of the bed, lifted the soaked quilt, and said to Akane Ikeno with his eyes blank, "Eat something, we will continue later."

Akane Chino rolled her eyes and continued to look at the ceiling: "You killed me."

She knew the cultists, and most of them acted perversely.

Just like Osamu Aizawa, in the past half an hour, he used his evil spirit knife to torture his spirit continuously.

One moment of heaven, one moment of hell. She felt that she would be obsessed with that feeling after a few more visits.

"You are Matsudaira Motoji's lover, what a pity to kill you."

Akane Ikeno recruited.

Or, Osamu Aizawa guessed right.

However, as a pawn of Matsudaira Motoji, Akane Ikeno's status as a priest is not so useful.

Because, according to her, her priesthood was given by the backbone of her faction at will.

Originally, when the sect was revived, there were only four priests besides the patriarch.

Each priest only represents one faction.

However, after the religious group redeveloped and expanded in scale, the newly added priest status was nominated by the leader of the faction as a deputy.

It is similar to how the elders of the company arrange their own people on the board of directors to increase the right to speak.

Rie Honjo and Akane Ikeno, in this capacity, came forward to take care of affairs for the priests of this faction.

"So, who is your high priest?"

"do not know"

When Osamu Aizawa mentioned Yan Mo Dao, Akane Ikeno trembled: "I really don't know, Master Matsudaira asked me to come forward to be a priest!
If it wasn't for him, who would want to hang out with you bugs! "

"Don't say that, didn't you feel very comfortable when the Changshi insect bit your body just now?"

Osamu Aizawa observed her emotions and did not lie.

So here comes the problem. It is understandable that Matsudaira Motoji himself does not come forward, after all, the head of the three royal families of the Unified Association.
But how did he get on line with one of the first four priests of the order?

A conjecture surfaced in Osamu Aizawa's mind.

Could it be that Matsudaira Motoji is the veteran of the resurrection of the sect?
That way, everything makes sense
Osamu Aizawa's face was gloomy, and Akane Ikeno, who was secretly observing his expression, shuddered.

You won't be tortured again, will you?
After warning Akane Ikeno to be quiet, Osamu Aizawa left the house and returned to the hotel.

His traveling friend, "Sayako Minamoto", was sitting inside.

"Xiu, do you have friends in Chiba?"

Fujiwara Sakura didn't turn on the lights, and the room was pitch black. She sat on the balcony, shining in, under the moonlight like water and dreams.

"Ah."

Osamu Aizawa didn't bother to worry about why she came in.

Thinking of Matsudaira Motoji's suspicion, Osamu Aizawa felt that he couldn't lift his spirits.

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

Fujiwara Sakura got up and greeted him, asking with concern.

"It's okay, I just feel that people will change."

"No, there are people who won't change."

Fujiwara Sakura smiled, like a white jade epiphyllum that only blooms in the middle of the night, exuding mysterious charm.

(End of this chapter)