Zongman: A journey through time starting from the Supreme

Izayoi Sakuya and Patchouli looked at Saigo warily.

However, after the perfect and elegant head maid thought of Saigo's strange ability, she compared the strength of both sides in her mind, and finally sighed and did not do anything unnecessary.

The most important thing now is to collect the young lady's "corpse".

Especially the other party said that he had a way to solve the second young lady's problem.

Regardless of whether this was a lie or the other party really had the ability, she, a maid, did not have the power to make decisions for the young lady.

It all depends on the eldest lady to judge.

……

The Scarlet Devil Mansion doesn't look very big from the outside. It is just a Western-style mansion located in the middle of the lake.

However, there are many space spells inside the Scarlet Devil Mansion, making it look like a maze.

Even if half of the Scarlet Devil Mansion collapsed, the remaining half was already so huge and luxurious that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

At least now Reimu Hakurei is very indignant.

I thought that I was just living in a dilapidated shrine, while this vampire named Remlia Scarlet lived in such a luxurious house.

In such a large Scarlet Devil Mansion, every detail of the floor and wall, every painting and decoration, all demonstrate the luxury of the nobility.

No one knows how much of the people's wealth Remlia's ancestors plundered.

Feudal aristocracy like this should be dragged to the guillotine and beheaded.

If only I could have some of the gold-plated ornaments here.

Reimu Hakurei drank the fine black tea brewed by Sakuya Izayoi and fell into a state of fantasy.

Is this the so-called top-grade black tea? It doesn't taste that good, not even as good as the tea foam from my own shrine.

Reimu Hakurei complained in her heart that the poor shrine maiden had no idea what taste was.

For her, if you give her some exquisite but small food, it is far less enjoyable than just giving her a big chicken leg to chew on.

Although Remlia's head was cut off, if she were an ordinary vampire, she would have been dead.

But Remlia is different, she has special abilities and won't die easily.

Sakuya Izayoi took the reserved blood from the basement of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, and the power of the blood restored Remlia's beauty.

But even so, this elegant and charming vampire lady is now extremely weak and her face is becoming paler.

At this time, Remlia was sitting at the table sipping black tea. She looked noble, elegant and full of dignity, but a pair of hands under the table were holding a handkerchief and tearing it hard.

"Brother, try this. This cake made by Sakuya is super delicious. It seems to be called Napoleon Cake."

Flandre sat on Saigo's lap, the delicate little girl like a doll showing a bright and innocent smile, without any of the cruelty that she had shown when she dismembered Remlia before.

As Remlia looked on with tears in her eyes, Flandre grabbed a piece of cake from the table with her fair little hands and brought it to Xixiang's mouth.

Saigo ate the cake without hesitation, and then, under Remlia's murderous gaze, he licked the cream off Flandre's hands.

Asshole, even Fran has never fed me like this, you man, stay away from her!

Remlia felt very uncomfortable, and her hand holding the teacup was shaking.

She took a deep breath and looked at Hakurei Reimu and Yakumo Yukari, snorted and said arrogantly: "...Are you the ones in charge of this Gensokyo?"

Reimu Hakurei, who was eating snacks with big mouthfuls, didn't want to answer Remlia's words, as that would delay her enjoyment of the meal.

The Hakurei shrine maiden just glanced at Yakumo Yukari, as if telling Remlia that she was the one in charge of this Gensokyo.

When Remlia's eyes fell on Yakumo Yukari, she was sipping black tea elegantly. Her noble and elegant posture made her look more like a aristocrat than Remlia.

Noticing the vampire's gaze, Yakumo Yukari smiled sweetly but did not answer. Instead, she looked at Saigo.

The one who manages Gensokyo? If Yakumo Yukari a few days ago could still be considered the person in charge.

But now Yakumo Yukari knows that she has lost control of Gensokyo because she has signed the contract and done stupid things.

Yakumo Yukari is not sad about this. As long as Gensokyo can become better, she doesn't care who controls Gensokyo.

The only thing she could hope for now was that Saigo could save this beautiful and peaceful place as he said.

Now, Saigo is the uncrowned king of this fantasy town.

If Yakumo Yukari holds the past of Gensokyo, then Saigo can bring hope and the future to this place.

Chapter 15: The Sudden Power of the Good God

I saw Hakurei Reimu looking at Yakumo Yukari, and Yakumo Yukari looked at Saigo.

Remlia didn't look happy.

The main reason was that she had a very bad impression of Saigo.

After all, he forced his maid to 'betray' as soon as they met, and then drove his sister crazy with words.

In Remlia's eyes, this person is simply a complete liar.

Of course, none of this matters.

The important thing is that Fran is now sitting on that bastard's legs, and their actions are too intimate.

Although Fran is nearly five hundred years old, she looks like a young girl. You are committing a crime!

Remlia was roaring in her heart, but she remained calm on the surface, slowly drinking the black tea in the cup.

However, Remlia was killed by her sister not long ago, so she looks extremely weak and speaks weakly.

"You just said that you have a way to help Fran overcome her madness, a way to let her master that power?"

Remlia's scarlet eyes showed an expectant look.

Although she tried her best to hide it, her words still trembled unconsciously.

Although she knew that she would be at a disadvantage in the negotiations because of her excessive concern, Remlia still found it difficult to control her emotions as it concerned her sister's safety.

If someone else said this, Remlia probably wouldn't believe it.

But Saigo has demonstrated his strength through practical actions.

And strength is sometimes a reflection of trust.

This guy is very strong. At least the fight just now was just like a game to him.

Remlia was already fighting him with murderous intent, but not only could she not gain any advantage, she couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

Especially the power used by the other party, which is very similar to the power of her and Fran, both of which belong to the devil.

It’s just that the opponent’s power is even more bizarre and noble, and is completely incomparable to Remlia.

Although the monster sage Yakumo Yukari is also very powerful, her strength is something that Remlia can see clearly.

Even if I join forces with my sister and fight hard, I may even have a chance to defeat the opponent.

Saigo's calmness and ease are the tension of Remlia who cannot find a way to win no matter how hard she thinks.

"Xiao Fran's power is still essentially destruction, whether it is the so-called 'purpose' or seeing weaknesses."

"...those are merely specific manifestations of power, and the final result still comes from the power of destruction."

Saigo looked at Remlia leisurely, and said with a smile: "...and as luck would have it, the power of destruction is within my control〃〃."

"...Mystery loses its effectiveness in the face of a higher mystery. Little Fran's power may seem troublesome to you, but it is easy for me to solve."

As long as Flandre is blessed with the spirit of destruction, she can easily master this power.

To put it simply, it means taking back Flandre's power and then giving it to her again, and this power will appear in the form of a gift.

The gifts of gods and Buddhas are originally controlled by them, so Flandre will naturally not lose her mind due to the power.

"As for her mental problems, the root cause is that this power was so strange and terrifying that she couldn't handle it at such a young age, and she became mentally ill."

"...and his mental disorder made it even more difficult for him to control his power, forming a vicious cycle."

"As long as the problem of controlling power is solved, this cycle will be broken. Then, we just need to intervene psychologically and mentally, and little Fran will gradually become normal."

Saigo talked about his solution.

Flandre, who was sitting on Xixiang's lap, raised her delicate face and asked innocently, "...Big brother, does Flandre not have to live in the basement anymore?"

"Of course, you are one of the owners of this Scarlet Devil Mansion. You can live wherever you want. Your sister is so cruel to let you live in the basement."

Saigo let out a fake sigh, causing veins to pop out on Remlia's forehead.

Did she really want her sister to live in the basement? How could that be possible? She was a good sister!

But because she was afraid that Fran would hurt others and get hurt, she made this decision with great reluctance.

This man wanted to deprive me of my dignity and status in Fran's heart!

Remlia guessed Saigo's plan at once, but although she was filled with hatred, she could only endure the frustration as it concerned Fran's safety.

"Then big brother, can Fran play with others from now on?"

Flandre widened her pair of innocent and penetrating eyes, just like any other little girl, and spoke in a clear voice.

"Flan will make more friends in the future, and your sister won't stop you from playing with your friends."

Saigo nodded gently.

Remlia's fingers turned white and she almost crushed the teacup in her hand.

Could you please not involve me in every sentence and always make me sound like the culprit of all this that happened to Fran?

"Big brother is the best!"

Flandre cheered, and as Remlia was heartbroken, she kissed Saigo's cheek with her soft red lips.

Remlia took a deep breath and pretended to be blind so as not to see the interaction between her sister and Saigo.

The young and noble-looking vampire lowered his head and looked at the tea in the cup, and asked word by word: "...What price do I need to pay?"

Remlia doesn't believe there is a free lunch in this world.

Even though she was childish in many of her actions and thoughts, this did not offset the fact that she had lived for five hundred years.

"I said this is just my kindness. You don't have to pay any price. Do you believe it?"

Saigo said with a smile on his face, in a gentle yet convincing tone.

But Remlia shook her head.

This man is a monster.

If the devil says there is no price to pay, you may have to pay a higher price afterwards.

Free things are the most expensive, and Remlia understands this.

"Oh, really, why doesn't anyone believe that I'm kind?"

Saigo spread his hands, made a helpless expression, and glanced at Yakumo Yukari.

This monster sage also doesn't trust himself.

"A kind devil? Who would believe that?"

Yakumo Yukari and Remlia, who knew Saigo's identity as a devil, were secretly complaining in their hearts.

Seeing the expressions of the two men, Saigo didn't say anything more.

In fact, he really had no ill intentions and was even kind-hearted.

After all, Saigo is not a pure devil, he is a human being, and even if humans are evil, there is kindness deep in their hearts.

This is what human beings are like. There is no absolute good, nor absolute evil.

Saigo also has compassion.

"Well, since you don't believe in my kindness, let me put it another way."

"...I want you, Remlia Scarlet, to become a Zoroastrian!"

Saigo said in a serious tone.

"Zoroastrianism? Zoroastrianism?"

Remlia frowned. Zoroastrianism also existed in this world, but it disappeared into history thousands of years ago.

Saigo's words also made Yakumo Yukari believe that Saigo was indeed a Zoroastrian devil.