69novels Chapter 195 Demon
Chapter 195 Demon
Chapter 195 Demon (Two Chapters Combined)
Su Wu didn't care what others were thinking; he was currently eagerly searching for traces of demons and ghosts.
As dusk settled, the world was bathed in a warm orange filter.
Logically speaking, at this time, some monsters would love to frolic in front of humans.
However, Su Wu waited until the sun had completely sunk below the horizon, but he did not see a single demon or ghost appear before him.
Within a radius of ten miles, not a single demon appeared.
Within the range of the six eyes' perception, there were only minor demons; the figures of those powerful demons who were rumored to be causing trouble were not detected at all.
Could it be that the great demon only respects Heian-kyo? Does it only appear there?
"I only remember a place called Mount Ooe..." Su Wu stroked her chin, thinking.
Shuten-dōji lived there, but he didn't know which way to go to Mount Ōe.
It seems that encountering demons or ghosts is something we can only leave to fate.
It got dark very early, and the villages we encountered along the way had only a few dozen scattered households, with wooden doors tightly closed and lights turned off very early.
Su Wu had no intention of traveling at night, so she casually found a corner to wait for the Maroza tent camping trip.
Since arriving in this world, Maro hasn't even realized that the language used here is different from the language they used in the Hunter world.
He quickly set up the tent and even lit a fire nearby.
"How can I disguise myself as an ordinary person to go fishing..." Su Wu murmured to herself as she lay in the tent.
The dangerous aura emanating from him seemed a little too obvious...
In the two years he's been in the Hunter world, he's killed far too many things. If you include the Chimera Ants later on, I'd conservatively estimate that tens of thousands of lives have died at his hands.
Because the system notification clearly stated: "[Your cumulative number of enemies killed has exceeded five digits, earning you the title—'Slaughter of Ten Thousand'.]"
When you wear this title, everyone will be filled with trepidation when they are in your presence.
The malevolent aura and bloodlust deep within his soul were so intense that they could not be concealed.
This makes most sensitive creatures' first reaction upon seeing him—fear.
Even unintelligent creatures would flee upon sensing his aura.
"Hmm..." Su Wu stared at the top of the tent in thought.
He never felt he exuded murderous intent when he was angry, and even when he smiled, he didn't seem like a good person.
"Strange... why is my face getting fiercer and fiercer?" He touched his face, completely puzzled.
To be honest, he's starting to look more and more like his biological mother.
When he was younger and his face was rounder, it wasn't so noticeable. Now that he's grown up, his face is thinner, his features are more prominent and three-dimensional, and his jawline is clearer. Although he's still incredibly handsome, he doesn't look like a respectable person anymore.
His mother was of mixed race and had the face of a femme fatale, so she could only play the role of a vicious and wicked woman in her acting career.
Su Wu resembled the other person very much... except that she lacked beauty and had plenty of gloom.
Like a handsome, twisted guy who lives in a dark, ancient castle and locks himself in a dark psychological state.
"He looks gloomy and has a menacing aura..." Su Wu said, sighing as she spoke.
If he were an ordinary person, he would also avoid this kind of person.
They might have some psychological or mental illness; they could kill someone without breaking the law.
But now, this person is himself.
"Never mind." Su Wu closed her eyes and went to sleep.
His appearance is not something he can control.
……
During the Heian period, few people slept on the streets at night because... demons roamed freely at night.
A figure stood outside the tent, casting a shadow on it, and the burning fire seemed to have been extinguished by something.
The visitor stood outside the tent, seemingly trying to determine if it was a house, before raising his hand to knock on the door.
He heard no familiar knocking and made a strange, hissing sound.
The sound of sharp claws tearing through the tent fabric was especially clear in the night.
"Bring me all the good food and wine..." the newcomer said fiercely and arrogantly.
But then a sharp blade of light came rushing towards them, carrying a chilling aura.
It was a knife made of ice and frost!
"Where did this blind fool come from, daring to disturb the adults' sleep?" Maro gritted his teeth and muttered, his hand wrapped in white waterproof bandages as he gripped the frost blade and stabbed at the strange thing outside the tent.
This strange thing was completely red, as if it had been skinned, with fangs, messy long hair, and wide-open eyes.
They come here begging for food in the middle of the night, they really have no sense of propriety.
Thinking this, Maro gripped his ice skate even tighter.
The bandages wrapped around the palms serve two purposes: to prevent slipping and to protect against frostbite.
Even if it's his own ability, it doesn't mean he can touch those ice blocks for a long time without getting frostbite.
The uninvited guest who appeared in the middle of the night—the Namahage—was repeatedly defeated.
The body, which appeared to have been skinned, had many more wounds, but no blood flowed out; instead, a layer of frost had formed.
"You are no ordinary human." Namahage glared hatefully at the blond guy who was skilled in ice magic.
They weren't Onmyoji either. Those Onmyoji usually require various hand gestures, talismans, and incantations.
But this guy has never done it.
Their origins are unknown, and their background is unclear, so let's retreat first.
With that thought, he vanished in a puff of white smoke.
Maro's sword missed its mark. He stared gloomily at the empty space in front of him, saying nothing.
"The Namahage is said to knock on doors in the middle of the night, demanding drinks and food, and also to scare disobedient children."
A lazy voice came from behind him, and he turned around to look behind him.
The white-haired boy leaned against the outside of the tent, arms crossed, with a nonchalant expression.
"A creature that was born from the claims of others, and because enough people believed it, it was actually born."
"It's a similar example to becoming a god through faith..." he said, his tone quite amused.
In that case, creating a god becomes extremely simple.
Of course, Su Wu didn't want to become a god; she just thought it would be very easy.
The divine positions created through human faith are of no use to him.
The need for faith means helping those people solve their problems, otherwise they will lose their faith. Over time, this will lead to a complete bond and dependence on human faith.
What's the difference between this and a human dog?
If you replace faith with dog food, there's no difference.
"That guy isn't strong," Maro whispered.
He just didn't want to make too much of a fuss, so he held back and never dared to use his full strength.
But... how could the master not have noticed? He probably already noticed it when that thing appeared, but just thought it was too weak to care about.
"He's not really strong. He doesn't seem to be a particularly famous character..." Su Wu stroked her chin thoughtfully.
"Then... are there any characters that you consider strong, sir?" Maro asked hesitantly.
"As for strength... it's hard to say, since we haven't encountered any powerful demons yet." Su Wu shook her head.
Although he was very confident, he decided to give it a try after encountering the situation.
"But what interests me are Shuten-dōji, Ibaraki-dōji, Ōtengu, Tamamo-no-Mae, Hououka, Kyuuketsuki, Aoandon..." He counted a few names on his fingers.
It wasn't that they were particularly strong; it was simply that these were all the people he remembered.
Even... they might not all be real; some might just be fictional creations in a game.
"...I see." Maro smiled.
To be able to rattle off so many names... the adult must know something about this place.
At least, they are not like him, completely ignorant.
That's fine...
Now that the adults have some understanding of this place, I feel relieved.
"I believe they must be outstanding in some way..." Maro said softly.
That's why adults remember it.
"That makes sense," Su Wu nodded, confirming his statement.
At least the name is interesting, so he remembered it.
As he was thinking this, suddenly a head appeared next to Maro.
It's just a head connected to a neck, without a body.
It's like being suspended in mid-air.
"..." Maro stared at the grinning head in front of him for a second. Just as the head thought he had successfully scared the guy and a mischievous smile appeared on his face, Maro drew his knife without hesitation and stabbed it into the neck.
With ease, he pierced the other's head through, and the severed head was now strung together by the Frost Sword.
"The Flying Head Barbarians like to stick their heads out at night to scare people. There's also a saying that they eat people and are vicious," Su Wu explained, looking at the heads on the ground.
Because there are records about this kind of thing in flower cultivation, he would know something about it.
"I heard that their heads fly out at night and return to their bodies during the day. If the head can't return during the day, the body will die," Su Wu continued.
"I see. As expected of you, sir, you know so much." Maro said with admiration, and then without hesitation, froze the head on the ground into a huge block of ice.
There's no body type that won't dissolve in a dozen hours.
Clearly, he had no intention of letting the head go back; he was filled with murderous intent.
"There shouldn't be any more problems tonight, time to sleep." Su Wu yawned and returned to the tent, where the fluffy white tiger lay there listlessly, using her as a blanket.
He consciously lay down on it, feeling that the title was still somewhat useful.
He removed the blood-red titles like "Dragon Slayer" and "Slayer of Ten Thousand" that looked menacing, and then replaced them with titles like "Miraculous Healer" that reflected his kind heart and helpful nature.
Sure enough, the effect was obvious; both the live-stripped demon and the flying-headed barbarian came.
Presumably, there won't be any more little monsters hiding from him tomorrow.
……
Because his tent was torn apart by the Namahage, Maro didn't sleep in the tent that night. Instead, he sat silently outside Su Wu's tent, adding firewood to the fire all night.
The next day, they prepared hot water for Su Wu to wash up and breakfast early in the morning.
Even in this era of poor living conditions, Su Wu still lived a comfortable and leisurely life, like she was on vacation.
Therefore, he decided to stop worrying about the system swallowing all his money.
He originally had tens of billions of Jenny in the Hunter world, and the system said he could exchange them for the currency of this world.
When Su Wu said she wanted to redeem the money, the system said the money was already gone.
Bringing Maro and Kong over consumed a lot of energy, so all that money became the system's hard-earned reward.
That greedy businessman.
Su Wu cursed under her breath as she brushed her teeth.
The system remained as silent as if it were dead.
"Let's go." After everything was ready, they set off on their picnic... no, I mean, on their way to Kyoto.
The neon lights weren't very big; at their pace, if they really used all their strength, they wouldn't have to go long to get there.
But they just strolled along leisurely, taking in the sights.
The farmers I encountered almost all had the same goal: fishing, hunting, or farming.
The fish were small and looked like they didn't have much meat. The best you could catch while hunting were pheasants, field mice, or rabbits, which didn't look fat either.
As the sun sets, villagers, having finished their day's work, walk home in twos and threes.
A woman with her hair tied up in a bun, dressed in dark clothes, carrying a cloth bag that seemed to contain a child, walked unsteadily.
He even accidentally bumped into Maro's shoulder.
Maro glanced at the other person's shoes, frowned as if they were contaminated with some kind of bacteria, and slapped his shoulder hard while saying, "Get lost."
He seems to be growing increasingly indifferent, or rather... inhumane?
"I'm sorry, sir..."
"I'm sorry..." The woman's frail body swayed precariously.
She had a beautiful face, but strangely, the villagers around her seemed oblivious to it.
"Could you hold the baby for me for a while?" she asked softly, her gaze fixed on... Su Wu's direction.
The reason they didn't look for the blond guy was because he looked like a lackey; what lackey would do something else in front of his master?
In addition... for some reason, I felt that the white-haired boy seemed to be a kind-hearted person.
Su Wu almost burst out laughing when she saw the title she wore, which was invisible to others.
Very good, the title is indeed useful here.
The monster is about to treat him like a good person and harm him!
"Ah, of course." The white-haired boy smiled and took the cloth bundle containing the baby from the woman.
The woman's lips had just curled into a smile when she saw a spark fly out in front of her.
"Ah, it seems my hands are too hot and I accidentally caught fire," the white-haired boy said with a smile, holding the so-called swaddling clothes in one hand.
The swaddled baby in his hands was the one that was now burning.
Strangely, not a single baby's cry was heard.
Instead, one after another, tiny black spiders escaped from the burning cloth bag, only to be pulled back to their original position by an unseen force of gravity.
The flames crackled and burned the pile of black spiders, while the woman in front of her wore a resentful expression.
"My child..."
"You killed my child..." she screamed, her clothes torn apart, revealing her original body shape.
A monster with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a spider.
The female spider, also known as the Jorogumo.
The first reaction of the civilians who saw this scene was to flee.
Screaming, they ran far away.
He performed a series of actions with exceptional skill.
For people like them who live in a world full of demons and curses, and who occasionally stumble upon a monster's murder scene, they have learned how to escape quickly.
"Don't worry, don't worry, I will reunite your family soon," the white-haired boy said kindly.
In the blink of an eye, the spider's legs were severed one by one, and its body, now without support, collapsed to the ground. Then... its body was severed again.
"The Jorogumo is said to disguise herself as a beautiful woman to lure men back to her lair, and then kill and devour them three days later."
"There are also rumors that they would pretend to be women holding babies and ask others to hold the babies temporarily, but in reality there were only baby spiders in the swaddling clothes."
"Well, it's perfectly fine to say these spiders are your children." Su Wu nodded.
They encountered the second type of legendary Jorogumo.
"May your family be reunited." He snapped his fingers lightly, and a great fire instantly engulfed the body of Jorogumo on the ground.
(End of this chapter)