Volume Two, Chapter Thirty-Seven

"Hey, human, wake up."

When she turned her gaze to the human in the chrysalis, Vanilla's innocent and lovely temperament completely disappeared, replaced by bright red eyes, and a gaze that seemed to be looking at an inferior creature.

“……”

The human in the chrysalis was pale and emaciated, with dull eyes, as if he couldn't hear the call of vanilla at all. Vanilla sighed silently in her heart, this was the result of too much vitality being extracted by the granulation. The remaining vitality of this human being is like a candle in the wind, and it may drift away at any time.

"Tsk, the essence squeezed out by such a human being is not delicious, why not..." Vanilla turned her gaze to the back, turned her bright red eyes, subconsciously stuck out her small tongue, and licked her pink lips, as if Thinking of some interesting idea, he smiled evilly, "I remember, there should be a new batch of goods here."

Walking back a few steps, Vanilla looked at the outermost circle of young chrysalis, which contained the freshest male humans captured by Sakuya.

The nutrient system of the hatchery is fueled by male humans. In order for the granulation to grow quickly, the granulation itself must also have a corresponding amount of fertilizer. Among them, male humans are perfect.

Compared with the vitality of female human beings, the vitality of males will be more vigorous, and the vitality will not be drained in one breath. It can be said to be the best choice for fertilizer.

Walking in front of the man, Vanilla scrutinized the appearance of the human in the chrysalis. The male human in the chrysalis is about ten or twenty years old. In human terms, this age group should be called human youth. Although the young man in the chrysalis was pale, there was still a trace of rosiness on his face. Still a little rosy? For vanilla, this human seems to have a little use value.

Break off the soft outer shell of the chrysalis, peel off the silk spinning block that looks like a large section of spider web kneaded together, and finally tear off the thin layer of cocoon inside the chrysalis. Losing the fixation of the cocoon, the man was instantly released from the chrysalis, and along with the khaki liquid inside the cocoon, slid down on the pink flesh wall on the floor.

After a while, the man's body reacted. He opened his eyes, supported his body with his elbows, and got up from the ground almost as quickly as possible.

He looked suspiciously at the floor under his feet, covered in pink minced meat, while not forgetting to observe the people beside him.

However, what is different from this weird place is that there are two beautiful girls looking at themselves with curious eyes. It was not just a simple gaze, but a desireful gaze. It's like expecting to take something away from yourself.

……

Even in the middle of the night, Sakuya remained fully alert. After completing the task of leading the way, she has been stuck outside the dangerous building, waiting for the two to return.

But... things backfired...

A small voice came from the depths of the street.

Is it the voice of the mice?

No, the answer doesn't seem to be that simple.

The slight rubbing sound of the heels against the ground, and it is plural...

Feeling that this body is thinking, as if imparting experience, all the judgments and possibilities are sent to the brain of "Sakuya". This was Sakuya—the instinctive reaction of this maid's body. Even if it is turned into human skin and used by others, this function has been completely inherited.

Sakuya narrowed her eyes, and she drew a few silver knives from her thighs under the hem of her skirt. Hiding the weapons needed for the battle behind him, he quietly walked towards the direction of the sound.

The bright moon was once again covered by clouds surrounded by black mist, and everything on the street became blurred again. The dark figure in the distance twisted and swayed, as if it had no form, like a mirage.

Ah, at last where the sight of this body reaches.

A group of clergymen in the uniform of the Church of Healing.

The group of church members seemed to be holding a parade, slowly approaching Sakuya.

But is it that simple?

Sakuya raised an eyebrow.

Finally, Sakuya discovered the source of the sense of disobedience.

That is the uniform of the Church of Healing, and it is not the uniform of the Church of Healing. A straight sword burning with blue flames is engraved in the emblem of the shield of light on the right shoulder. In other words, this is an organization that is far above ordinary church members - the Demon Purification Agency.

'A mechanism for purifying demons? Why did the spear of the church appear here? '

Throwing away those naive imaginations, there must be no other reason for the arrival of the magic purging mechanism at this time.

The hiding place of "Gluttony" was revealed.

Even the actions of Alice and Vanilla were already in their plan.

While sighing inwardly, Sakuya also began to think about the next plan.

Shall we immediately go to the building and inform the Demon Gods?

No, that would only scare the snake away.

That number of human beings is an opponent that my body can never defeat. Even with the assistance of the two Lord Demon Gods, the outcome of this battle will not change in any way.

The opponent is a demon purification mechanism that hates monsters extremely. Sakuya had heard about their power for a long time. Such an enemy is something that Sakuya cannot deal with alone.

"Then..." Sakuya lowered her head, her bangs covered her eyes, "at least use this body... to buy some time for Lord Demon God..."

Thinking of this, Sakuya sighed secretly, then smiled wryly.

Since when did I want to truly serve the demon gods?

Obviously it was just a momentary desire, a wish that would only be made in a dream. But I have to sacrifice my life for this short period of experience.

Haha, what a pricey price.

The power of the demon god is evil, it plunders everything from others, and then bestows on itself what is not its own.

That is not allowed by the world, an absolute taboo.

However, it does allow itself to experience the days of bubbles and illusions.

This is an unimaginable, beautiful memory.

Looking at her body, Sakuya smiled slightly.

"I... seem to be unconsciously influenced by the beliefs of this piece of human skin. It's almost... I don't feel like myself anymore..."

"I'm obviously... just an insidious thief."

Raise your right hand unnaturally.

"Sakuya, if it were you, you would definitely choose to do this, right?"

Put your index finger in your mouth and bite down gently.

There was a slight pain, but it was okay.

Ruby-like vermilion blood drops slowly oozing out, that's good.

The necessary dream has already been done, next...

"Stop, Miss Sakuya."

A frivolous voice came from the ear.

"It's rare to meet on the street, and you didn't plan to say hello to us, but chose to pass by?" The man from the Healing Church smiled and said, "I remember... Miss Sakuya, she is the exclusive maid of Miss Vanilla."

"...Yes..." Sakuya replied with her head lowered.

"Then you should also know the purpose of our trip, right?" The man raised his voice deliberately and asked.

"I don't know." Sakuya raised her head and responded with those cold eyes.

"Tsk, are you still going to pretend?" The man was slightly dissatisfied, and moved his right hand down and placed it on the hilt of his sword.

'This man...is about five levels in strength? If it's just this level...'

Sakuya said silently in her heart, the silver knife hidden behind her clenched tighter.

"Okay...let me ask."

At the rear of the troops, a tall man stepped forward.

weight……

Every step the tall man made was heavy enough to hit Sakuya's heart with a weight comparable to that of a hammer. Such a terrifying sense of oppression made Sakuya almost breathless.

Sakuya's breathing rate began to accelerate, and the handle of the knife in her hand was already covered with sweat.

When the man came in front of Sakuya, she recognized the real identity of the tall man at a glance by the faint moonlight.

Oswell, the highest person in charge of the magic purifying organization, a powerhouse of the tenth order of the church.