In a Japanese hotel with beautiful gardens.

Within tens of thousands of square meters, there are many natural scenery.

The emerald green trees were trimmed very neatly, and the water flowed along the river into the pool. In the depths of the waterfall, there seemed to be an ancient tower and an altar.

However, the old man who moved in was completely unmoved by this exotic courtyard.

Sasha Deyansdal Voban, who decided to live in Tokyo, immediately went to the place to stay.

Vauban's bedroom is in another building built in the courtyard of this hotel.

It is a small and traditional Japanese house.

But compared with the ancient appearance and the ancient appearance, the inside is very modern.

Of course, occasionally you will find some houses filled with gentle wind with tatami and screens.

"By the way, Bronterry, is there any news about that witch?"

The old man asked suddenly.

Looking at the typical menu displaying tempura and sashimi, which lacks personality, I picked up the glass filled with Japanese wine and drank it dry while saying in perfect Japanese.

Until yesterday, the old man still didn't understand Japanese at all.

However, Campione and the superior magicians have excellent language learning skills. Therefore, he used conversations with Erica, who is good at Japanese, as a teaching material, and it is not surprising that he mastered this language proficiently.

Moreover, the time required is only fifty or sixty minutes.

"No, not yet, I'm very sorry."

Erica bowed her head and apologized. He was able to make Erica Bronterry, who is self-centered and arbitrary, exist so restrainedly. In addition to being Campione, this old man also has a more deterrent title, the oldest king, Marquis Vauban.

The harshness of this king is famous for his entire mysterious side. It is so common to kill people if he disagrees. Especially when he kills people, he doesn't need to do anything at all. Just glar with his beast-like emerald eyes, the person being stared will turn into a pool of salt, which is a terrible demonic eye!

——Yuji Miriya Yuri, who lives in Minatoku, Tokyo, is fifteen years old. He has excellent spiritual vision abilities and is the leader of a special religion called the Hon Witch.

In fact, it is very easy for her to find out this level of news.

Despite this, Erica did not report honestly.

The reason is very simple. It is not just pity that this girl was targeted by the king, but more importantly, not long ago, this witch girl had contacted the mysterious king, Yang Xi.

For some reason, after thinking of this king, she immediately remembered the childhood sweetheart opponent and friend Lilyana Krannichal. So she hid it. In fact, this kind of concealment is meaningless, because Erica also knew that with the character of this king, there was nothing he could not get. As for the feelings of others, even if she was herself, she was just a convenient item and prop.

In fact, Erica would come to Japan with Marquis Vauban, which has a lot to do with herself.

If she hadn't encouraged Liliana to be loyal to the Seventh King, leading to the peaceful development of the two magic associations in Milan, the balance between the Red Copper and Black Cross and the Bronze Black Cross was broken, she would not have been sent to the Marquis of Vauban to be a knight.

After all, it was Campione's name very effective. The news that Liliana Krannichal became the seventh king's guard knight just spread, and it attracted a large group of magicians who worshipped the king to join the bronze black cross. The balance of victory immediately tilted towards this side.

In order to avoid the devastating blow to the association in this shock, the red copper black cross was only consecrated to a certain king.

So Erica Bronterry became the victim of this incident.

Well, it is not right to say that she is a victim, because she made this decision herself, and it seems that she wanted to be responsible for what she did. She just saw that Liliana had a good impression of the Seventh King and wanted to match her, but ignored the influence of the king. Or the influence of the king was far beyond her imagination.

I have to take the initiative to take responsibility!

"Hmph, is that true? Well, it doesn't matter. What should I do if there is such a thing, and a little bird wants to jump into the cage? If you tie a rope and pull it, it can easily find the cage wherever it is."

While touching the big wine glass, Marquis Voban gloated.

Birdcage? Erica frowned for this wonderful metaphor.

"It's about what I just said. Who had visualized me, Voban. I don't know what opportunities I got, but this ability to detect my breath with inspiration should only regard this ability of foresight like a spiritual vision ability - not a great witchcraft power, right?"

Of course, Erica didn't know whether the person seen in Vision was Miligu Yuli. It can be said that she knew nothing about this girl. If she didn't happen to have something to do with Liliana, she wouldn't have helped her hide it.

However, Campione is said to have extraordinary intuitive abilities.

I have heard several rumors that Campione can sense its own danger and has an animal-like instinct to feel the breath of the god as his old enemy. However, it is the first time I can see through the spiritual vision technique I cast on myself.

What kind of extraordinary abilities is this old man’s ability?

"I don't know if that guy needs to find the witch. But just grabbing him will be of great help to me, right?" Voban smiled and drank all the wine like water.

After several days of getting along, it is easy to see that he is not the kind of gourmet who is picky.

Eat everything and drink everything, not eat and drink for the sake of taste, but just to satisfy hunger and thirst.

"You don't seem to be good at finding things, so who should you entrust the task of exploration to? Or, this method and work are limited to the witch - Maria Theresa, come out."

This is a female name.

The response was a female dead person who appeared in the void, wearing a big black hat and sinking his eyes - one of the "Servants of Death".

"This dead man was a witch before. It will not be difficult for those who cast vision on me to find their residence. Use all the skills you used during your lifetime to find out for me!"

After nodding at this violent order, the witch of Death's servant disappeared again.

Yuri Miriya will always be caught. Erica was convinced of this and sighed deeply.

Seeing the strange vision, the night had passed, and the next morning had arrived.

He got up early, and Wanli Yuri went to school as usual.

I don’t know why I was restless all day in school, as if something very terrible disaster was coming. Even so, as a top student, she still insisted on leaving until after school.

Back to the shrine, I found it surprisingly quiet today.

Yes, although the shrine is very quiet in normal times, this kind of quietness is more like the feeling of being in an uninhabited house.

Yuri Wanji, who noticed something was wrong, felt anxious and walked inside anxiously.

On the way through Torii, I passed by houses and there were no people everywhere!

Have you all gone to rest?

As if to drive away uneasiness and loneliness, she naturally speeded up.

Looking for other people in every corner of the shrine.

Suddenly, next to the Mikami tree in the backyard of the shrine, I finally saw a figure. At that moment, Yuri Miriya also calmed down.

It seems that I am really worried. Is it because I didn’t sleep well last night?

"That. Sorry. What happened today? Because no one can see anyone's figure, I was a little surprised..." The words he said were getting smaller and smaller.

Until he saw clearly the person in front of him, Yuri Manriya covered his mouth in fear, his eyes filled with fear.

This is a white person, just like literally, with snow-white colors, face and hands and feet, and body. All are.

Salt.

——The people in the city that had perished due to God’s wrath were said to have turned into salt pillars.

The same is true for the people I discovered now. He was a man in his thirties, but now he is just a piece of solid salt.

With a strong horror, Yuri Wan ran away. She just ran desperately, trying to stay away from here!

However, the more she ran, the more she found that there were more and more human-shaped salt columns.

But her mind was blank. The overly frightened Yuri Manliya had lost her ability to think. She just wanted to escape based on her instinct.

A few minutes later, Yuri Miriya, who was gradually losing strength, stopped. Reason found something wrong. This time, he finally found something wrong. The entire shrine was so big. He was very familiar with this place and could take it out even if he closed his eyes. However, after running for so long, he exhausted his energy and was still wandering around the shrine. It can be imagined that the shrine had been tampered with.

Can't escape!

Understanding this, Yuri Wan took a deep breath and walked in one direction. She believed that the mastermind behind all this must be waiting for her somewhere.

In the witch's lounge after the ceremony, there was a salt column standing there. No, it was the people working in more than a dozen shrines that turned into salt images.

There are no living people in the entire shrine except myself. The salt pillars I encountered on the way should have been brought in by innocent people when I came to the shrine to worship.

Looking at the familiar faces, Yuri Wan's heart rose to his throat.

Standing behind the statue of salt is a tall old man.

Wanliya Yuri knew that the living turned into solid salt, the emerald green evil eyes that could change the living inorganic substances. There is only one person in the world who has this power.

"I finally discovered you, the witch. Is it you? Through an inexplicable dream, I made the vision of the strongest wolf nearby. People without that kind of excellent qualifications should not be able to do it."

The seemingly polite attitude was not his essence, it was fierce, hideous, and rough wild. In order to cover up those, the ruler gave him a very good coat.

"It's really nostalgic. We've seen this look before. By the way, what's the name of this girl?"

"It's called Yuri Wanli, Marquis. But in order to get this girl alone, isn't the behavior here a bit too much?"

The answer to him was Erica Bronterry, wearing a red and black battle robe, but the knight girl had a very uncomfortable expression. The rumors about the Marquis of Vauban were exaggerated, but they did not realize that his horror could not be described in words.

"Hey, honestly - I like to fight, hunt, and the game is not bad, and I like to act violently. So, at this time, can I understand that I want to act as I want?"

The old man said happily to the girl with a slightly dissatisfied expression.

"Ahhh, by the way, I don't like dogs. I want to vomit for dogs that only obey and please. I like wolf, and I like wolf with fangs when they resist. If they don't have that level of ambition, there is no meaning to keep it around. That means, you are the wolf I love very much, Bronterry."

"This is my honor, Marquis."

Even if she was dissatisfied with what he did, in terms of status and strength, Erica had no room for resistance. She could only say something against her true intention and do false actions.

Marquis Voban smiled slightly at Erica's strong tone and manners, and turned to look at Yuri Manriya.

"Witch, you have been my possession and one of my assets from now on, do you understand?"
To be continued...