It’s easy to use a hero to save the beauty
Not far from the Tokyo Tower, there are a large number of high-end hotels, schools, TV stations, radio stations, embassies and other buildings. There are many beautiful shrines and temples in the dense forest.
Therefore, in that area, there are many forest trails extending in all directions.
Walking on one of the intricate roads, climbing up the 200 stone steps, the final destination is Qixiong Shrine.
Surrounded by green trees, the shrine has an ancient and vast atmosphere, giving people a quiet and comfortable sense of comfort.
In the courtyard, not far from the front hall, there is a small bungalow-like house with the typography of “Shrine Office” written on it.
In the office’s room, 12-year-old Mariya Yuri was dressing up.
The girl was wearing a white dress and a red kimono skirt, facing the glass and combing her long hair draped over her shoulders.
Silky smooth long hair with a deep brown color. Although she is young, the girl is so beautiful, which repeatedly heralds her future beauty.
Suddenly, with a snap, the comb that was combing the hair suddenly broke in the middle.
“It’s an ominous premonition, I hope nothing bad will happen.” Yuri murmured a feeling that had no scientific basis.
Yuri always feels that there will be a bad omen. For ordinary people, they probably only think it is an illusion that they feel something in their hearts.
But for the Priestess who is proficient in spiritual vision, this ominous omen is often a revelation from the sky.
With apprehension, Yuri left the shrine’s office slowly after finishing dressing up.
On the way to the front hall, I passed by several priests.
Yuri also greeted them who bowed their heads in greeting. There is a reason for the respectful and cautious behavior of the 12-year-old shrine maiden.
In this shrine, it has been in charge of the Mikoto Maiden of the Wanliya family for generations.
“Oh! Miko Hime. We meet again. Can we talk for a while?”
Suddenly he was stopped by a light-sounding voice. Although it is called Yuan, it does not carry respect. I always feel a bit funny like a clown.
The owner of the voice slowly walked towards Yuri. Although he walked in the courtyard wearing leather shoes, he walked quietly on the sand.
Seeing the ninja assassination footwork of the man in front of him, Mariya Yuri became more and more uneasy. “excuse me, you are?”
“Ah, I’m so rude. It’s this time, and I haven’t introduced myself yet. My name is Amakasu. It is my honor to meet the beautiful Emiko. We will know each other in the future.” Amakasu walked to the place while reporting his name. Yuri handed out his business card in front of him.
Yuri accepted it and glanced at it. It said such an ordinary tomorrow morning as Amakasu Touma.
However, the problem is the title written under the name – Director of the Tokyo Branch of the Official History Compilation Committee.
“People from the Official History Compilation Committee, what can I do for you?” Yuri asked suspiciously.
Wearing an out-of-shape ordinary suit indiscriminately, he looks like a simple young man in his 20s at most.
However, for the head of this branch that governs the entire Japanese magic circle organization. Yuri must be serious and approach each other cautiously.
Although he was young, Yuri already knew some of the cruelty of the world, and a senior member of this committee suddenly visited him personally…
‘There must be nothing good. ’ Yuri thought secretly.
“You still don’t remember me? We met once in the Balkan Peninsula.” Amakasu Touma said very cruel words to Yuri in a frivolous tone.
Yuri remembered, the memory that he forced himself to forget some time ago.
During a trip to Europe half a month ago, he was arrested by a secret society in Austria, and witnessed the bloody battle of three demon kings as a sacrifice for calling the gods. For her young age, it was cruel to witness such a horrific slaughter.
Selective forgetting was the best choice for her, but this fig leaf was torn apart by the young man in front of her.
Looking at the trembling girl in front of him, Amakasu Touma sighed. “The king intends to see you!”
The girl’s trembling body suddenly fell down, her pupils narrowed and she looked at Amakasu Touma in front of her, as if she was looking at the evil spirits under the command of the Demon King. “Which king wants to see me, haven’t the gods been summoned…”
There was a crying tone in the voice, and tears spread all over the young cheeks.
“It’s the king of the Far East who ruled Yamato, and the one who rescued you.” Yuri’s terrified posture gave Amakasu Fuyuma a headache. He is a ninja, and the work of a mentor in his heart is not suitable for him.
After listening to Amakasu Touma’s words, Yuri stopped sobbing and said in a hoarse voice. “AgainSummoning the gods, then, Mr. Amakasu Touma, can you take care of my parents and sister for me after I go. ”
Amakusa Touma suddenly had a splitting headache, and suddenly he had an idea.
“Did the Priestess misunderstand something?”
“Misunderstanding? Is there anything I don’t understand?” Yuri asked Amakusa Touma in front of him with doubts.
“You seem to have misunderstood the crown prince!” Touma Amakasu smiled bitterly, pointed to the aisle, and sat on it.
“I would like to hear the details.” Yuri sat across from Amakusa Dongma.
“What do you think caused the bloody battle between the three demon kings in the Balkans?” Touma Amakusa stared at Yuri with a serious face.
“Isn’t it because of the ritual of the God of Disobedience?” Yuri felt that things were not as simple as she thought.
“It’s because of you!” With a positive attitude, Amakusa Touma said something that shocked Yuri.
“You should know that the current Wang is only 16 years old, which is the age of passion. When Wang finds out that the girl he likes has been robbed, what will Wang do?” Come to think about the answer, and the answer is exactly what Amazuki Touma wanted.
“Snatch it back…” Actually, Yuri has seen this kind of thing a lot. The elementary school classmates in the same class often intercept the love letters given to her by the teenagers in other classes, and even fight. She is not surprised. But I didn’t expect that this time the person who saw her would be the Demon King on the ground.
“So, although it was a battle caused by the god of disobedience, you, who attracted the king to the Balkans, were the real trigger, weren’t you?” Touma Amakusa nodded with satisfaction, looking at the trapped in his own weaving. The girl with the spider web needs to add a fire.
“Ah, ah, the bloody battle with the senior senior for the girl you love, and finally won the victory, so what will the next boy demon king want to do?”
“Hold…the beauty returns.” Finally, Yuri’s face was flushed, and her heart was shy. A hero who died for himself and rescued himself, the girl’s feelings are always like poetry.
Looking at the shy little girl in front of him, there was a flash of unbearableness in Dongma’s eyes, but then he became firm. The matter has come to this point, and he can only go on. The world of magic is too dark, and only those 7 Xeons exist. Just ignore the darkness.

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