Artoria wants to read people's hearts

It sounded like a large beast was gnawing on something.

Could it be... is it a carnivore on the mountain?

They were attracted by the smell of blood, so they ran down the mountain to eat the bones of these villagers for dinner?

Why the truth of the fact is not known at this time.

So she squinted her eyes, stopped and stopped, then turned around and ran towards the southwest corner.

In any case, seeing is believing.

If you want to know what is there, nothing is more convincing than going to see it yourself.

Stepping on the raised bluestone in the village, Artoria stopped in front of a wooden house.

"Crack, creak..."

The voice was very clear at this moment.

Hearing this extremely uncomfortable sound, for some reason, a premonition suddenly rose in her heart.

Perhaps the answers to all these kinds of things will be known immediately.

Taking a deep breath, a strong smell of blood came from the room. She subconsciously clenched the sword of vowed victory in her hand, and she was ready to face everything in her heart.

Slowly putting her hand on the edge of the wooden door frame, Artoria pushed slightly with her left hand, and pushed the closed door to the right.

In an instant, she had a panoramic view of everything in the room.

Not far ahead, at the end of the wooden house.

A human-shaped thing, like a jackal that knows how to eat, is gnawing on a thick bone.

She has a petite figure, short white hair, and two sharp horns growing on her forehead.

When that thing turned his head to look at the sound of the door opening, his ghostly pale face, his vertical eyes with blood-red eyes, and even the word 'Xiasi' inside were clearly reflected. In Arturia's eyes.

"Ah~." He grinned, showing sawtooth covered with minced meat and blood, "Meat, fresh flesh, you seem to taste good."

The fangs are white, and the saliva is dripping out.

He looked into the girl's eyes, full of desire for food.

The truth hidden under the sin, all the fig leafs that have finally been lifted at this moment.

Everything has been revealed.

That is... an inhuman, yet cannibalistic monster.

The eyes are wrong, and the wind is strong.

Arturia and the monster didn't give each other any time to prepare, and they fought hand-to-hand in an instant.

The sword of the vowed victory is held in the king's hand, and the cold light on the blade is more dazzling than the moon in that day.

With Artoria's full of anger, it slashed at the opponent's sharp claws that wanted to cut off her body.

The ghost claws are sharp, and the sword light is cold!

"Shh!"

Without any accidents, the collision between the flesh and the blade directly cut off one of the monster's arms.

but........

The blood-red vertical pupils trembled with excitement, he took a step back as if he didn't care at all, and let the severed arm fall not far from him.

"Ah! Ah! It's really interesting!!"

His greedy gaze scanned the blond girl up and down, as if looking at an interesting animal.

Arturia's face was serious, and she directly ignored the monster's perverted expression.

Just when she was about to step forward to cut the opponent in two, the scene in front of her suddenly stopped all her movements.

"what?!"

Her eyes widened, she looked at him in disbelief.

I saw that the incision cut off by the sword of the oath of victory exposed thick bones, and at this moment, with a strange squirm, the severed arm grew back in an instant.

This scene is disgusting and disgusting, but it also confirms certain facts from the side.

"The wound...?!"

The astonishment on the girl's face made the monster laugh.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips lightly, his voice was so thick and suffocatingly malicious.

"Never age, never die, don't get hurt, never die." The blood-red eyes looked at the awe-inspiring but transparent girl, "In this world, there is nothing more perfect than this creature."

"Speaking of which, you humans seem to call existences like me ghosts."

ghost? !

what is that?

Never heard of it at all.

The self-healing ability of this creature is so powerful, no matter if he cuts off any limb of the other party, he can restore it to its original state in an instant.

That being the case.......

Arturia restrained her mind, and her sharp eyes fell on his neck.

If he cut off his neck, would the monster survive?

Siji here, in the next second, a round of bright moon-like sword light pierced the air in the dark night.

The monster rushed forward without thinking, relying on his strong and indestructible body, the smile on the corner of his mouth was torn to the side of his ears.

So what if the girl's swordsmanship is superb?

Anyway, it's not a sun wheel knife, so I won't die by the enemy no matter what.

With unparalleled confidence in himself, he dragged the afterimage at an extremely fast speed and rushed straight to the girl.

The sharp claws grabbed Artoria's head, as if the girl's brain would explode in the next second.

But how could the facts be as he wished.

The blade changed direction halfway and slashed downwards. The inertia was like a sharp wind, and suddenly cut off the monster's two arms.

The offensive is not over yet.

Under the interlaced gaze of green and blood red, the blond girl looked extremely cold in the bright moonlight.

The moonlight shone on her body, like a silver rose by the lake, or an angel's white wings, so pure and light.

The sword of the vowed victory was wielded by Arturia, and the violent aesthetics of extreme strength and beauty was staged at this moment.

The blade touched the monster's neck, and a raging killing intent erupted from her body.

There is no sense of obstruction.

It was easy to cut off his head, and everything was as easy as when he cut off his arms.

"Ah...you nasty wretch!" His head hit the ground heavily, but for some reason he was still able to speak at this moment, "I'm going to tear out your internal organs and leave you in endless pain Die!"

He shouted angrily, but the ferocious expression suddenly stagnated in the next second.

Artoria could clearly see the burning that suddenly started rising from his neck, as if it could burn everything to ashes.

"how is this possible?!"

He opened his eyes wide in horror, but he could only watch all this happen.

"You are not a member of the Demon Killing Squad at all, and what you are holding is not a Sundial Saber, why can you...?!!"

However, Arturia didn't even bother to answer his question.

"No, I'm Twelve Ghost Moons!" The monster's blood-red eyes reflected the figure of the blond girl, the expression on his face was full of disbelief and fear of death, "I haven't used the blood ghost technique yet, why? Can you die so easily?!"

The ghost of sin, the crime of slaughtering the village.

Ugly, the first-born monster with two horns, the burn started from the incision and spread up and down separately.

The whole process lasted about three to four minutes, and finally turned into black ash and slowly dissipated between the sky and the earth under the gaze of the blond king.

At the last moment, for some reason, the monster shed tears of regret.

What is he crying about?

Is it during this dying time... recalling some past events?

Arturia took a deep breath, and then let it out lightly.

She turned her attention to the homeowner who had been eaten by ghosts until only half of his body was left. The heavy emotion in her heart did not dissipate because of the death of the culprit, but became more and more heavy because of it.

At the same age as flowers, girls wither and wither when they are in full bloom.

Walking forward silently, Artoria reached out to cover her dying eyes, and then slowly closed them for her.

Moving her gaze down, her eyes landed on the other party's still intact right hand.

Suddenly, the pupils shrank sharply.

It was only because what reflected in the green eyes were three red scratches like flames.

Chapter 2 That hotness has nothing to do with any feelings (two in one)

In the slightly tired meditation, the gentle wind blows the beauty.

Arturia collected the bones of the entire village, and finally placed the remaining half of the master girl on top of the pile of corpses.

After that, she set a fire, hoping that the flames would burn away all the sins here.

The blond king stood not far away watching the flickering flames, suppressing all his emotions tightly in the deepest part of his heart.

She quietly watched the orange fireworks slowly devour everything, but she just pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time.

The tiny village, the desperate silence, the moon in the wilderness.

Artoria stood here alone, looking at the lonely moon and the flames, drinking the sorrow in her heart alone.

The god of fate has no mercy, and the long night of life is always endless.

The fragility of life is like a fragile butterfly wing, unable to withstand a slight setback.

The dried blood soaked into the ground, and finally merged into the weedy soil.

From then on, in this village, there is no breath of life, and life is so frivolous.

It's late at night, the moon is in the middle of the night, and there is solitude.

Just when the flame was about to go out, Artoria suddenly raised her eyes slowly, and moved her gaze to the entrance of the village.

Right there, a girl carrying a crow was walking into the village step by step.

The village entrance formed of solid wood and straw allows people to see clearly the fire burning in the center of the village at a glance.

Thick black smoke floated into the air, as if connecting with heaven and earth to form a channel, through which the souls of innocent people could go to heaven.

Artoria didn't make any moves, she just watched the girl approach her.

Slowly approaching, and finally stopped at a distance of five meters.

Looking up, she looked at the figure of the blonde girl with her beautiful purple eyes.

"Excuse me..." The girl parted her lips lightly, ".... what happened here?"

"........"

There was a moment of silence, and Arturia's gaze stayed on the knife at her waist for a moment.

"...Yes." She replied slowly, "...the non-human beings slaughtered the village, eating people as food and calling themselves ghosts."

Having said that, she paused, and glanced vaguely at the girl whose aura suddenly became chilling.

"Then where is he now?" Although the girl smiled, there was no trace of a smile in her eyes.

"What?" Artoria turned her head, "Are you talking about where the ghost is?"

"Yes."

"Then you don't need to look for it—" the blond girl lowered her eyes, her expression cold and indifferent, "—because I have already killed him."