The walker from Xingyue, Demon King Rimuru!

Chapter 031, the Holy Church is in action~~

A week later - Italy.

When climbing up to the curtain of the sky at night, it is rare to see fog in southern Europe surrounding this slightly sparse town under the night. Compared with Germany, the hustle and bustle of people may be because it is more rural. The reason is that even in the daytime, it takes a long time to see a carriage, let alone a car, crawling along the small dirt and rock path.

Surrounded by the vast number of farmers, the center they surrounded formed the center of this unique market town—and at this time, a few uninvited guests came to this peaceful town.

A few agents dressed in black with serious expressions on their faces.

As the fog gradually thickened, Limulu blinked his golden eyes lightly, watched several walkers walking by not far in front of him, sighed softly, retreated slowly into the wall, and retracted again. In the family's house, gently pressed his lips: "Hush."

In front of him, a family of three was imprisoned by three green ghosts, pale and trembling——

"I won't hurt you, but I hope you don't ask for death, can you?"

A week ago, Erte Luqi appeared in Germany, and three days later, the negotiations between Erte Luqi and Bai Yigong broke down, and Erte Luqi, who had already lost her beloved general, completely released her anger on Bai Yi In the public domain, the two fought for a day and a night, and even destroyed three cities in Germany—and even caused the joint suppression of the Magic Association and the Church of the Holy Church. save face."

This battle gave Limuru a chance to breathe, but the good times didn't last long. He was dominated by the blood-sucking impulse and thirsted for blood. After the first fight was fruitless, he lost his mind and attacked several innocent humans. Afterwards, he fled to southern Europe where the church was more powerful, but was instantly targeted by the church and launched a new round of hunting!

Since then, for the first time, Limuru, who was somewhat regretful, understood that even with the willpower of his two lives, he could not resist this powerful existence that came from one of the 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles at the cost of life, immortality, and soul. curse!

He had to accept this reality, and began to look for prey on a regular basis, looking for criminals, the villains came to suck blood, and restrained his impulse to prevent himself from going berserk and hurting others.

He thought about asking the church for help, and threatened a few priests, but unfortunately, ordinary agents couldn't lift his curse, and he didn't dare to look for more powerful beings... His injuries haven't healed yet To be precise, there is a more serious trend - even the most common wound curses left in battle can only be cured by ordinary purification after being suppressed, and continuous use of sacred-related healing formulas over and over again. slow healing—

Under such circumstances, Limulu firmly believed that rather than spending a price on dealing with the curse from the 27 dead ancestors for him, the powerful members of the church were more keen to directly "purify" him and send him to see God.

After all... The meaning of Brad's curse is too obvious. He didn't curse Limuru to die, but cursed him for thirsting for blood, and cursed him for becoming a Dead Apostle—Obviously, once the church understands this point, it must not Let him live, so that a terrifying existence capable of defeating one of the 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles will become the next 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles? !

The Church would not take that risk—

Rimuru is also unwilling to take this risk—believe in the church.

His injury was too serious, really too serious. If it hadn't been for devouring Brad, he would also have gained the ability of the vampire count to recover from injuries and strength by sucking blood, making the curse of blood-sucking impulse less so. Apart from being useless, he may not be able to survive the hands of those increasingly powerful agents——

"Oh, it turned out that Eltruchi didn't come to hunt me down, but almost died at the hands of the church."

Limulu sighed. It's not that he didn't master the other party's method to make the wound deepen, not heal and become infected, but it was precisely because he had mastered it that he realized that there was no antidote for this thing.

"The most important thing is the last slap on the heart. Although the heart is not your fatal organ as a fantasy species, but... the concept of that curse destroys your vitality almost all the time, causing your other curses to be suppressed And it will continue to deepen as the wound worsens.”

"Ah, it's actually very easy to get treatment, but I can't be disturbed—" Limulu ignored the trembling group of people by the wall, leaned against the wall wearily, and said, "The main thing is to hunt... Fighting will only make you feel sick." My injuries are getting worse—"

"It's really not possible, please..."

"No, that will make Axelot fall into the vortex of the Dead Apostles and the Church...and once things are dug out, even if I am saved by Axelot and the dean, I will not be qualified to stay in the Clock Tower any longer. gone."

Limulu is very clear about which is more important. In the clock tower, the support of the dean and the three nobles, as well as his own political status are his most powerful capital and guarantee in the future. Side can not go wrong.

Otherwise, he really has no place in this world.

No, it's not like that.

Limulu smiled wryly, at that time - he really... can only join the Dead Apostles.

"In the final analysis, why did I come to Germany...Knowing that Europe is the center of the vortex of the struggle between the Dead Apostles and the Church, and knowing that Germany belongs to the country of the Dead Apostles—" Limulu sighed softly: "I still declare Looking for the Dead Apostles vigorously, the success of the clock tower blinded my eyes..."

"To put it bluntly, it swells."

"... Forget it, that's right." Limulu pulled her windbreaker, covered the wound on her neck again, and then smoothed her blond hair. During this period of time, in order not to reveal her identity and To prevent prying eyes, he did not use water magic and Rimuru's figure, but completely transformed into the latest identity, the appearance of the white knight Brad, acting as a vampire and a ghost.

Before completely finding a way to suppress or release the blood-sucking impulse, Limuru intends to maintain this appearance——

"Since they have already chased here, in order to avoid fighting, let's leave here as soon as possible."

"Any thoughts?"

Limulu left the house, sneaked into the thick fog lightly, and shook his head: "If possible, I would like to go back to Germany and look for Gem Weng, the Admiral of the Demon Dao, although he is a troublesome character who likes to meddle in other people's affairs. But in this case, his meddling might help me—"

"I just hope he doesn't accept me as a disciple..."

Gem Unzelrich is a strange old man who likes to meddle in the world and cause trouble everywhere - the original book defines his character as "laughing at good because of evil and righteous indignation", that is, he will be filled with righteous indignation for evil, thus laughing at the so-called Considering that the "goodness" in Xingyue world is the so-called Emiya Kiritsugu except the church...

Even the definition of goodness in the Magic Association is very in line with the concept of a magician, so it is abnormally distorted. Limulu generally doesn't think there is anything wrong-if it is him, after seeing too many parallel worlds, he will probably understand it. Laugh at the nature of this malevolent world?

Moreover, judging from the old man's optimism towards Rin and the concept he established towards Tohsaka Nagato, the old man's view of right and wrong is still very positive in essence, um... the three views are positive, which means that Rimuru can talk to the other party— —

"But I remember that not long ago you still wanted to list him as a target for devouring...?"

"That can't be helped. To be honest, if it's not a last resort, I really don't want to owe him, because it will make me unable to do it in the future." Limulu thought while walking: "It is possible to carry out the inter-world Traveling is too tempting for me."

"...You are about to draw blood." The great sage suddenly reminded, "It has been 49 hours since you last sucked blood."

"Well, there shouldn't be any villains in this town. I'll find a sleeping homeless man and buy some."

Li Mulu took out a few coins, suddenly smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I forgot to leave money for that family."

"Let the familiar go, it's easy to be in danger if you go back."

"what."

Limulu nodded, lightly tapped casually, and a ball of clear water instantly turned into a bird and hovered in an instant——

A few seconds later, just as the familiar arrived, he saw that several agents had already sealed off the Najian house——

"Damn it!" Limulu shrank his pupils, and instantly understood what this meant!

After the family saw that he was gone, they chose to inform him! !

But it wasn't this that made Limuru angry!It's okay to inform, but...it means they...have seen magic tricks! !

The Magic Association has a principle that secrets cannot be revealed, and although the church does not have such restrictions, it is different from nuns who believe that innocent people are innocent. What the performers pursue is to clean up all heresies, even if you have only... contact with demons! !

What's more, now that the church and the Magic Association have signed a peace agreement, covering up the mystery is a common choice for both parties——

After a few minutes--

The dense fog completely covered up the blood in the small town. Wisps of red blood seeped down the wooden house floor drop by drop. Limulu stood coldly in front of the hut where he once hid, with bloody claws condensed on his hands. The seal slowly dissipated, allowing the black mist behind him to turn into tentacles, pounced on and devoured the corpses of several walkers, and the replenished blood quickly healed the latest wound on Limulu's body.

But even so, the corner of Limulu's mouth couldn't help coughing, and a stream of blood flowed out slowly.

He looked at the silently crying young man, silently glanced at the silent couple on the ground, quietly put the money bag in front of the young man, turned around and planned to leave.

The other party was not very young, about fifteen or sixteen years old, so Limulu felt that the other party should know what to do next—leave this small town, and the money in the bag would be enough for him to live incognito for a long time.

"Are you a vampire?"

At this moment, the boy suddenly wiped away his tears, and said hoarsely: "When they came to the town during the day, they said they were going to search for demons...and you just now..."

When Limulu rushed over, he didn't hide his figure because he was in a hurry. He spread his bat wings and rushed in.

"Yes... so what?" Limulu turned her head quietly, interrupting his words: "I know what you want to say, but unfortunately, I am not."

"I don't know how to embrace, and I can't give you strength."

"I just forgot to leave the accommodation fee, and I just came back to pay. Take the money and leave here, and live well."

After finishing speaking, Limuru sighed, the death of the agent means that his whereabouts have been completely exposed again——

"You brought them here!!"

Just as Limulu was about to leave as soon as possible, the boy roared fiercely, and said bitterly, "You should be responsible!"

"I should have killed you." Lim said indifferently without showing his head, "You should have died."

"Bad people and good people are not easy to define. If your parents don't tell the truth, they won't die, and there will be a sum of money."

"But unfortunately, they chose to believe in justice."

"I can't say they believed in the wrong person, but people should bear the price for their choices."

After finishing speaking, Limulu was silent for a moment, and instantly turned into a bat and flew out. His heart was complicated and helpless.

"sorry."

In the wind, Limulu muttered to himself: "Between justice and kindness, I... choose myself."

……

At this time, in a certain church, a priest was praying quietly with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the surrounding candles shook a few times and were extinguished by the wind.

Wisps of shadows turned into shadows in the darkness, conveying messages one after another.

"The dead apostle wandering around like a ghost has been found..." the priest opened his eyes, lowered his eyes to look at the message, and said in a deep voice, "Judging from his appearance and ability, he can probably be identified as one of the 27 ancestors of the dead apostle." ...the white knight Brad."

"Doesn't that mean that our people are more and more ill?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man who had been sitting quietly in the auditorium in the dark, as if he didn't exist, said, "However, since it is a white knight, why bother?" Hiding all the time."

"It was rumored that an unknown magician in Berlin, Germany had a conflict with Hei Ji a week ago, and the white knight was probably seriously injured as a result."

"That's a good opportunity." When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately stood up and said, "Does it have something to do with Mr. Bai Yi?"

"I don't know." The priest raised his eyelids, and said softly, "Don't worry about the fight between Lord White Wing and Hei Ji. Dogs bite dogs. It doesn't do us any harm... But since the White Knight has been exiled to the south."

"This is a good opportunity... Let's send the top representative. Who are the current first-class representatives in Italy?"

"There should be three, but..."

"what happened?"

"..." The middle-aged man clasped his hands slightly, put them on his chest, and said softly: "There is a wife of a substitute who is pregnant, so it stands to reason——"

"What about his own wishes?" The priest was slightly taken aback and asked.

There are not many opportunities to hunt and kill the 27 ancestors. This is not only a duty to the church, but also a great honor.

Asked by the priest, the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and suddenly the face of the young man who was never tired, as if he was self-torturing the mission, frowned and said, "He should, he would choose to stay. Bar."

Chapter 032, Can you remember the name of the person who saved you?

"Great Sage, show me the map."

In the early morning, when the sun soaked the wet young leaves, Limulu broke off a branch and extracted a few drops of liquid from it, which instantly served as a primer to condense the free mana (magic power generated in nature, which is the source) between heaven and earth, forming After Mist cleaned up her hair and face, she slowly unfolded the map and marked two locations casually.

"In this way, you are getting farther and farther away from Germany."

"A few days ago, the agents were almost top-notch. Next time, I will probably send a more powerful 'ace' to deal with me. I have always used Brad's appearance, and I have also confirmed the illusion that I am a white knight. , In this way, they will definitely guess that my movement is to join Hei Ji first."

Limulu looked at the map calmly, closed his eyes carefully and recalled the escape route again, and said quietly: "Not to mention the rumors a few days ago that after the black concubine and Bai Yigong broke their skins, after the battle, Instead of retreating back to northern Europe immediately, they continued southward..."

"Do you suspect that she is planning to hunt you down?"

"Maybe, but from the Church's point of view, I must be planning to meet the white knight Brad. Therefore, if I turn around after being exposed, not only may I bump into Hei Ji, but the Church may just guess the route. So keep hunting."

"We have to take a detour and retreat from Croatia, which has always been famous for tourism, where people are mixed, and it is easier for us to hide our tracks." Limulu made a decision and said softly.

After finishing speaking, he said angrily again: "Hei Ji is really driving me into a hurry, so I ran to the Holy City of the Vatican to fight with her!!"

"..."

"Then now..."

"Find some blood to store first, and you can't buy blood in the past few days... Otherwise, there is a risk of exposure..."

……

A few days later, a small border town in Croatia——

Limuru walked quietly in the night, and finally felt a little relaxed. In the past few days, as he expected, the church's sight was completely disturbed by the actions of Brad and Hei Ji, and he had a good rest for a few days. As he got closer to Croatia, he finally had the mood and temperament of a wanderer and a traveler.

And the biggest advantage of no one chasing and killing him is that he can finally calm down and take care of that damned internal injury!

The night shrouded this quiet small town, and Limulu casually pushed away a plaque with faint signs of magic power and implied magic, similar to the entrance of a bar to drive away idlers. Although it was a bar, it was in the late 80s and it was still on the border. In a small town, it might as well be a tavern with a few extra sofas.

But even so, the tavern belonging to the magicians should be a gathering place for good wild magicians... information.

With this in mind, Limulu walked through the long aisle, pushed open two antique wooden doors again, and came to this "paradise" full of dark colors and laughter, which is the name of the bar.

Desire Paradise, very interesting and very stark inside the gray bar.

For a magician, indulging desire is obviously not a very good word. This does not refer to that kind of meaning, but if one does not strictly follow the way of restraint, it is easy to sink into magic and worldliness and lose oneself.

And in this kind of bar, the most popular thing is not some kind of mana replenishing behavior, but... the alcoholic drinks mixed with all kinds of magic power on the bar counter and various bodily fluid transactions in private. Of course, the so-called bodily fluids are more It refers to something like blood, not... ahem.

Due to the blood-sucking impulse, Limuru is actually quite familiar with the entry and exit and trading of this kind of place, and has even begun to get used to it.

It's just that, compared to the gloomy bar with a depressing atmosphere, the magicians here seem to be more active and the atmosphere is more cheerful.

He couldn't help but be infected by the atmosphere, half a month of fatigue made him suddenly want to relax, even...replenishing magic is also very good, at least, as a slime, although it won't go into heat due to hormones, But the magical power transmission produced by this behavior still produces the so-called feeling.

Of course, the most important thing is to… relax.

Limulu ordered a glass of wine, sat quietly on the sofa, and didn't bother to take the initiative with an indifferent attitude. She quietly thought about her future plans and began to deliberate on the possibility of seeing Gem Weng.

But no matter what, although Limulu changed his appearance again, and this time he tried to choose the face of an agent with an ordinary appearance, but the temperament was there, so soon, a wild swallow followed her He brushed his hair and came to his side.