The vampire princess should love Kaguya. If the vampire princess no longer loves Kaguya, then she has to go to the shrine.

Like her love, turned into a raging fire.

Kaisa killed many onmyojis and captured many onmyojis. After all, in this game...in this world, onmyojis are the most useless full-level characters.

What strength can a group of guys who rely on other things to fight have?

She sat high in her seat, looking at the crooked onmyojis on the ground.

"Seriously, I'm sick of your hats" being tall and ugly, "and your clothes" square.

Kaisa snatched a metal pot from the side and smashed it down, "Umm—" with a pained groan, he was hit on the head and bleeding.

"Do you know what I hate the most?" The girl inspected these cubs, "Your flip flops, or..." She paused, then continued to say "wooden shoes"

The young lady simply jumped off the stool, stepped on the helpless person and jumped up and down, "The most annoying thing is the tabi socks you made for wearing wooden shoes" kicked and kicked.

until it turns red.

There were different voices in the main hall, "What on earth do you want to do - kill or cut to make it a pleasure." The onmyojis still had the strength to say, "Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!"

That resentful look, as if the vampire princess had committed a heinous crime.

Gala——The onmyoji who spoke had his foot bone broken, and the girl who stepped on him continued to say, "And you, you always take off your shoes, you have to take off your shoes wherever you go, and you still like to sit ground"

She wrinkled her nose, "It's fine if you take off your shoes, but you still smell like a barbarian." Kaisa has always claimed to be noble, higher than these barbarians.

Even if they become outsiders, they are vampires who are higher than them.

The girl didn't have a habit of abusing others. She arranged the people lying on the hall so that the next work would be more efficient.

What job?She picked up a knife and "chopped and hacked" it into a saw.

You must know that human bones are very hard, and a saw will be quite easy to use.

The onmyojis were a little terrified, "You, what do you want to do!"

Kaisa started to move, "Saw off your stinky feet" Smelly feet, disgusting.

"Ah! Ahhh!" Even though they tried their best to control it, the onmyoji screamed out in pain when they saw their legs without anesthesia.

The sharp saw surface pierced the trousers, pierced into the flesh, hissed—the bright red was pulled up, and the muscles were torn apart.

"Don't torture me! Let me go, please..." How much pain can an onmyoji who hides behind shikigami in fights, a long-range attacking weak chicken pampered in Kyoto, suffer?

But after cutting less than one-fifth, he had already started begging for mercy.

Subtle lines, tightly knit muscles, unstoppable blood flowing down, sawing to difficult places, revealing a little bone.

"Ha..." Kaisa sneered, and swiped blood at their faces with the cold saw blade, "What are you? Ah?" Even if it's the blade, there are always times when it is accidentally touched.

"You are my little □□, Bichi!" There was a slightly maniacal laughter here, and there were pieces of legs and feet piled up outside the room.

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