Magic world

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"...If necessary, I can help, Rias." After a pause, Ito Cheng said.

Just as what he meant to express, he is not a descendant of the devil. He has no devilish aura on his body. There is no need to worry about people from the church detecting clues from his aura. Therefore, he will not be thrown out by the two Jenovas before. With the influence of the diversionary ball, he can take action freely. Even if something goes wrong afterwards, it can be entirely attributed to Ito Cheng's personal actions, and no influence will be involved.

Of course, it is not absolute. After all, the identity of a magician is also a member of the powerful in this world. If the people in the church insist on telling the truth, it is not impossible to use it as an excuse, but the victim will always be at odds with them. The magic forces dealt with will not bring out demons, so there is no need to worry about provoking a three-party war.

"No need, I believe in Yuuto." Rias turned to look at Ito Cheng and said seriously.

"Okay." Ito Cheng spread his hands indifferently and shrugged.

"If necessary, you can inform me at any time." Ito Cheng continued.

"Okay. Thank you, Cheng." Rias sighed softly and thanked her.

"It's okay. After all, you are my harem. When a woman in your family is in trouble, as a man, you should take the initiative to take on some things." Ito Cheng said with a cheeky smile, taking it for granted.

After hearing this, Rias couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her forehead, with a look of helplessness on her face.

After that, Ito Cheng stayed in the office of the Supernatural Research Society for a while. He and Rias said goodbye and returned to their rented apartment.

The apartment was still the same, spotless and clean, with all items neatly sorted, as if someone had cleaned it. And even the dirty clothes that he left on the sofa in the living room this morning were taken away without any trace left.

"Sir." At this moment, the figure of the fallen angel Linali came out of the house and shouted with surprise on her face.

Ito Cheng nodded slightly and praised, "You did a good job. I am very satisfied."

"This is what I should do." Linali replied with a happy face.

then. Linali looked serious and said solemnly, "Sir, please be careful in the recent period. This town is not safe now."

"Oh?" Ito Cheng walked to the sofa and sat down low, looking at Linali with raised eyebrows.

"Sir, the cadre of the Fallen Angels - Kirkbol is in the city now." Linali said solemnly, "He is different from my master, the current governor of the Fallen Angels - Azazel. He is a complete war maniac. He is now creating conflicts in the city in his own way, with the ultimate goal of re-provoking the war between the three clans, so sir, you must be careful."

"How do you know this?" Ito Cheng leaned his back on the back of the sofa. He looked at Linali with interest and asked softly.

"Because Lord Kirkbol issued a summons order to the fallen angels in the city as soon as he entered the city, so during your absence, I carried out activities under his arrangement." Linali's expression was full of anxiety. Observing Ito Cheng's expression, he explained.

Ito Cheng nodded and said nothing. Then he flipped his hand, and a remote control instantly flew up from the coffee table, fell into his hand, pointed it at the TV, and pressed the on/off button.

"...Click, click, I'm satisfied!"

A cheerful advertising soundtrack suddenly sounded from the TV, which was not yet fully lit.

"Go cook, I'm hungry." Ito Cheng casually ordered.

"Yes." Linali breathed a sigh of relief and responded loudly. Then he turned around and quickly walked into the kitchen and started making dinner for Ito Cheng.

"I didn't expect that leaving Linali would lead to such an unexpected gain." Listening to the sound of water coming from the kitchen, Ito Cheng said with some emotion in his heart as he raised the corners of his mouth.

But it was just a sigh of relief. She didn’t ask about the location of Kirk Bol’s hiding place just because Linali was working under Kirk Bol. Killing a guy who has just reached the god level means nothing to him. In addition to being able to absorb a lot of world power, it is like brushing certain people's favorability and attracting subsequent characters. There is absolutely no point in this. help!

Ito Cheng, who had made up his mind not to interfere in the plot until the last moment, put these useless thoughts aside and leisurely watched the TV programs on the TV.

…

"Uh--please show mercy to the lost lamb~~" Inari Zito stood at an intersection holding a donation box in her hand and said to the passers-by.

"Please show mercy to us on behalf of Heavenly Father——!" Next to him, Xenovia also requested in a nice voice.

But the reality was very helpless. They shouted for a long time, but no passerby extended a helping hand to him. This shows how rare a good boy with Kamijou Touma's spirit is.

"How could this be? Is this the reality in Japan? That's why I hate countries without faith." Xenovia complained.

It's just that she seems to be complaining to the wrong person. The people here don't have no faith, but simply don't believe in their gods.

"Stop talking, Xenovia. We don't have money, so we can only beg the pagans for mercy like this, otherwise we will have nothing to eat? Ah, we can't even buy a piece of bread!" Irina Wisteria was distressed. said.

"Hmph. By the way, it's not all because you bought that strange painting. You were probably deceived." Xenovia pointed at the tattered portraits placed at the feet of Irina Wisteria. .

"What are you talking about! This painting is of a saint! The people at the exhibition said so too!" Irina Zito retorted.

"Then do you recognize who the painting is? I can't figure it out at all." Xenovia asked without showing any signs of weakness.

Wisteria Irina lowered her head and looked at the oil painting in the corner.

on canvas. It depicts a foreign man in rags with a halo of light above his head and a baby angel flying in the sky in the background.

"...Probably, Saint...Peter?" Purple Teng Irina said uncertainly.

"What a joke. St. Peter doesn't look like this." Xenovia retorted.

"No, that's what it looks like! I just recognize it!" Irina Ziteng said with a firm face.

"Ah, why is my partner like this... Lord, is this also a test?" Xenovia said frantically, holding her head in her hands.

"Wait a minute, don't hold your head and regret it, okay? Once you become depressed, you will stay depressed." Irina Zito quickly comforted her.

"Shao Luo Cao! That's why Protestants are heretics! They are different from the values ​​of our Catholic Church! You should respect the saints more!"

"What! Only Catholics who are bound by outdated rules have problems!"

"What did you say. Damn infidel!"

"How about that. Pagan!"

People who were getting along well at first got involved in religious issues because of an unknown oil painting, and then turned into a quarrel.

"Gulu gulu."

But soon, they were defeated by the humming in each other's stomachs.

"...Find a way to fill your stomach first. Otherwise, there will be no way to get the King's Sword back."

"...That's right. Then we threaten infidels and ask for money? If the target is infidels, I think the Lord will forgive us."

"Do you want to attack the temple? Or rob the so-called money box? Forget it. It's better to perform on the street with a sword. This is an international entertainment that can be used in any country."

"What a great idea! You should be able to earn money by performing fruit cutting with the King's Sword!"

"But there's no fruit. There's nothing we can do. We have to cut down the painting."

"No! You can't do this!"

then. The two people who had just calmed down started arguing again.

"You two, would you like to have lunch with me?" At this moment, a pleasant voice sounded in the ears of Irina Ziteng and Xenovia. He interrupted their quarrel and attracted their attention.

"Are you...?" Irina Ziteng tilted her head and asked doubtfully. It looked like she had forgotten who the other party was.

"Is it you?" Xenovia frowned.

"Want to go together?" Ito Cheng extended a helping (ba) helping (mei) hand and invited with a smile on his face.

"Okay." Xenovia and Irina Wisteria looked at each other, nodded heavily, and agreed.

Ten minutes later, in a family restaurant.

"It's delicious! Japanese food is so delicious!" Xenovia mumbled with her mouth full of food.

It was obvious that this guy had never had Chinese food.

"Yeah! This is it! This is the taste of hometown!" Irina Ziteng said with a face full of emotion.

After a while, the two finished their portions of food.

"Huh - thank you for the hospitality. Oh, Lord. Please bless this kind-hearted person." Purple Teng Irina took a long breath with a satisfied look on her face, drew a cross in front of her with her right hand, and said.

In an instant, Ito felt a strange power coming from Irina Wisteria and coming to him. It is a magical blessing similar to a lucky spell.

"Feedback from the system..." Ito Cheng thought to himself.

"Okay, what do you want from us?" Xenovia took a sip of water and took a break and asked Ito Cheng who was sitting across the table with a serious look on his face.

"Can't it be that I suddenly had a kind heart and wanted to save you two lost lambs?" Ito Cheng said with a smile.

"Don't ever tell me that you trust people. I don't believe it." Xenovia said with wide eyes.

The so-called believers are actually believers.

"I am indeed not a believer." Ito Cheng nodded and admitted, "But I am a person who loves beauty. Watching two young and beautiful girls starving to death on the street is really a sin for me. I can't do it. .”

"Oh, if you say that, people will be shy." Irina Zito laughed.

"A lecher," Xenovia concluded.

"Whatever you say." Ito Cheng shrugged indifferently.

"So you really have nothing to do with us?" Xenovia looked at Ito Cheng and asked again.

"No." Ito Cheng shook his head slightly and smiled.

"Okay, thank you for your hospitality, and may the Lord bless you." Xenovia nodded and raised his hand to make a cross in front of him.

Then, without any surprise, another burst of energy descended on his body.

"We still have missions, so we'll take our leave." Xenovia stood up and said.

"Thank you, Mr. Nice Guy, unknown." Irina Ziteng stood up and said playfully.

"Uh... forget about the good guy card or anything, I have a name, Ito Cheng." Ito Cheng looked up at the two of them and smiled dryly.

"Okay, Mr. Nice Guy Ito," said Irina Purpleto.

"For the sake of inviting us to dinner, let me give you a piece of advice. Don't become a demon, otherwise we will kill you without mercy." Xenovia, who was about to leave, stopped and turned to look at Ito Cheng Su Rong said.

Ito Cheng smiled softly and said nothing.

"Goodbye, Mr. Nice Guy." Irina Ziteng waved. Then he and Xenovia walked out of the family restaurant and disappeared into the crowd of people on the street outside.

After Irina Wisteria and Xenovia disappeared, Ito Chengya didn't stay in the restaurant any longer. He called the waiter to pay for the meal, got up and left the restaurant, wandering aimlessly in the shopping street.

"Eh? That's..." Before long, Ito Cheng's eyes were attracted by a petite figure in a cold drink shop not far away.

"Yes, she usually goes on a food tour alone on weekends and participates in activities like the Big Eater Challenge. I didn't expect to meet her here." Ito Cheng said suddenly.

Immediately, Ito Cheng turned around and walked towards the cold drink shop.

"Jingle bell."

As the store door opened, the small bell on the door immediately rang.

"Welcome." The waiter at the door saluted.

Ito Cheng waved his hand and walked straight towards one of the square tables by the window.

"Kitten." Ito Cheng smiled and greeted the petite figure who turned around because he sensed changes in the surrounding light and breath. Then, without waiting for Tacheng Maomao to speak, he sat down opposite her.

When he found out it was Ito Cheng, the kitten withdrew his gaze and continued to eat the large ice cream in the large tall cup in front of him.

Speaking of which, in terms of food intake, the kitten seems to be a real big eater. At least as far as Ito Cheng has seen, excluding class time, he spends 60% of the time eating. It’s really incredible. I know how her petite body can hold so much food. Could it be that the kitten's stomach is connected to another dimension?

"Guest, what do you want?" A female waiter came to the table and asked.

"Bring me a glass of orange juice." Ito Cheng said.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter agreed, turned and walked away.

"Is it just you?" Ito Cheng looked at the Tacheng kitten opposite and asked knowingly.

"Yes." Out of courtesy, Tacheng Kitty responded to Ito Cheng's question.

"It just so happens that I'm alone, so we can go shopping together later." Ito Cheng said with a smile. (To be continued...)