The Sealer of the Sword

And in order to prevent accidents, he also left the poor man Ramba trapped in the god of death. He no longer expects Ramba to survive. For him, Ramba is a chess piece that will be thrown away when he runs out.

and so--

He miscalculated.

He thought he could trap Yan Ye's barrier for at least a day and a half, but was kicked away by Yan 900 Ye.

Damn... damn it, damn it! ! !

It's almost there!

Lu Ba roared like this again.

Yan Ye, who kicked open the door of the room in front of him with one foot, walked out just like that carrying the huge scythe of the god of death.

The floor of the room behind him was covered with the remains of the demon, and the disgusting body just flowed all over the floor.

Yan Ye gently waved the huge death scythe in his hand, and after removing all the stained ye body on it, he put it on his shoulders and walked out of the room.

then--

He saw that outside the room, in the corridor outside the room, a woman was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall.

It was a woman with long pink hair, a large bow-knot ribbon on her head, a small suit on her upper body, and a large skirt that did not match her lower body.

This woman... Could it be Yutachi?

Yan Ye muttered in his heart as he looked at the woman who was somewhat similar to Yuuri in some sense.

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The woman was obviously afraid of herself, leaning against the wall and sitting on the ground. Whether it was the expression on her face that was twisted together because of fear, or the wooden stick tightly held in her hand, it all showed that the woman was now. The psychological final line of defense will be broken.

Obviously she didn't do anything, just standing here like this, but the woman was already afraid of it.

why?

I don't understand, and I don't want to understand.

Yan Ye carried the huge death scythe, and after glancing at her like that, he turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor, ignoring her.

But when he just took a step, Yan Ye's footsteps stopped again, he turned his head like that, and looked at the place where the woman was just now.

But the position of the woman has changed. It seems that the moment she turned around, she jumped up from the ground, and then stood behind her like that, raising the wooden stick in her hand at herself.

Yan Ye just looked at the woman like that, watching the wooden stick in the woman's hand not daring to fall and hit him.

The woman was shaking in chan, her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, the expression twisted together because of fear, and the hand holding the wooden stick that was afraid of being found attacked were shaking.

Even if she had a beautiful appearance, she was even more lovable at this moment because of fear and tears, but Yan Ye was not a knight, so she would not protect the princess.

"What's the matter, if you don't do it, let me do it." Yan Ye smiled.

This sentence seemed to be the last straw that broke the woman's psychological defense.

The woman broke down.

Collapsed because of fear, he screamed in a voiceless voice, and suddenly swung the wooden stick in his hand towards Yan Ye.

then--

boom!

With a soft sound, the wooden stick was bounced away before it touched Yan Ye's body.

And the woman suddenly stepped back because of the reaction force, and fell directly on the ground.

Seeing this, Yan Ye glanced at him and narrowed his eyes when he saw the blue arc that was still flashing around him.

Lightning attribute...or is it an electric attribute weapon?

But it was useless. Although an ordinary pebble in the hands of a strong man could produce the power of a nuclear bomb, the girl in front of him was obviously not that kind of person.

So this woman can't even break her most basic defense.

Yan Ye sighed softly like that, and with a wave of his hand, the huge death scythe in his hand swung directly in front of the woman's eyes, and the sharp blade with a cold light pressed against the woman's neck like that.

"Hey—" The woman made a terrified voice.

The girl who fell to the ground because of the reaction force was so stiff that she didn't dare to move at all, and looked at Yan Ye with a terrified expression.

It looked like the expression of a little rabbit who was slaughtered at the end of his life.

There were no pleas for mercy, nor any incapacitating screams.

Maybe if I hadn't been able to see the "Lamba" on the top of the woman's head, I would have thought that this woman was actually just an innocent person.

But since it is seen, it means that it is not.

and so--

"Woman." Yan Ye lowered his eyes, looked at Lan Ba ​​and said, "I'll give you a chance to tell everything you know in the limited time I have patience."

Didn't kill her directly, didn't count down her, and didn't say what would happen if she didn't say it.

But Ramba was not at all relieved.

Yan Ye didn't kill her directly, it did calm down her trembling eyes a little, but—