Priscilla

There was a "boom", and another explosion sounded.

The originally standing building suddenly turned into a pile of broken walls and rotten stones.

The surrounding sparks rose slowly with the hot air, and then fell slowly, besides the earth-shattering explosion, there was also the lung-shattering scream.

ah. . .Looks like she's in trouble again. . .

Priscilla looked at the female swordsmen with silver giant swords waiting in front of her, feeling very melancholy, she really didn't want to be so conspicuous.

"Priscilla!" A short-haired swordsman looked at her viciously, pronouncing her name with gritted teeth.

Well, that's her name, Priscilla smiled and nodded to her, not caring that she threw one of them into the sky a second ago, and now she doesn't know where she is lying in the ruins .

The swordsman who opened his mouth seemed to be enraged, he leaped into the air and stabbed at her side, Priscilla watched her slash towards him without changing his smile.

The swordsman saw that she couldn't hide, he hesitated in his eyes, but he quickly became firm again. The strength of his hand, which was only probing at the beginning, became very strong, and he slashed down at the tiny figure. .

The strength of that sword was astonishing, as the sword went down, the surrounding air seemed to be cut off, and it was lifted to both sides, leaving a deep and sharp mark on the ground.

It's just that the swordsman didn't feel happy because of this amazing destructive power. On the contrary, she knew how naive she was when she swung the sword down.

The face that was originally as delicate as a summer flower was ashen at this moment, and the huge hole in the middle of the silver-white armor made people shudder. The person complained coldly.

"It's unpalatable."

The moment the female swordsman's body fell down, the originally motionless swordsman also started to attack. Priscilla raised her eyes and looked a little impatient.

No one could see exactly how she made the attack, and the swordsmen who attacked her were dismembered, and the sound of pieces of flesh and blood falling was disgusting.

"Demon." The curse was not loud enough for people to hear clearly in the chaos, but it was a little too calm, as if it was just a greeting in the morning.

Priscilla's eyes turned, she didn't expect that someone would dare to come out at this time, I really don't know whether to call him bold or stupid.

Kanda, who had been hiding in the corner, came out from the dark corner, and stared coldly at Priscilla not far away. It is hard to imagine that this person was so frantically looking for someone on the street before. people.

The smile on Priscilla's lips grew stronger, angering people with blank faces was one of her favorite games, "Mr. Exorcist, who took so much pains to get rid of his companions and came to see me alone as a demon , what are you doing?"

When Kanda heard Priscilla admitting that she was a monster in such a nonchalant manner, the hand holding the handle of the knife couldn't help but tremble slightly, "You don't remember me?"

Priscilla tilted her head, as if struggling to find the memory related to the person in front of her, and said simply after a while, "I don't remember much."

Kanda frowned and faced her frivolous tone, with a tangle of belief and disbelief, "You..."

He hesitated to speak, and looked at Priscilla covered in blood with a complicated expression, his hand holding the handle of the knife loosened and tightened.

"Me?" Priscilla guided him to continue.

"Why did you kill those people, aren't they your companions?"

Priscilla looked at the serious Kanda and chuckled, "If you don't kill them, they will come to kill me."

After finishing speaking, her eyes turned cold, "I vaguely remember being an exorcist for a while before, and you must be my partner at that time."

Kanda nodded, "I can't remember many things from the past. Isli said that I will remember them when I return to the south." Priscilla said it very easily, but she also told him that they The purpose of the two going south.

For a person with an abnormal appetite, how easy it is to confess his whereabouts as if he met a friend.

Seeing Kanda with a gloomy expression, Priscilla smiled sarcastically, shifted to Kanda in an instant, and whispered in his ear, "Why don't you come and ask me when the time comes, if you can still live until then .”

Immediately there was a "chuckle" sound from beside him, and Kanda held Izuho's Japanese sword, looking at Priscilla who had jumped away from his side and smiled with a trace of pain in his expression,

"Remember it now!"

Priscilla didn't understand where his sudden aura came from. When a strong man like her was threatened like this, shouldn't she run as far as she can? Didn't he see the sword scene?

Even if the holiness in the hands of the exorcist is the natural enemy of demons, with her current ability, it is not easy for an exorcist at the marshal level to hurt her.

Why can he be so righteous when he orders a strong man who is so much stronger than him? !

Thinking of this, she felt uncomfortable all over her body. Just when she was about to explode, she heard the voice of someone who never made moves in a reasonable way, "Three illusions" blasting cut""

When she watched the astonishing Sanhuan Shi like herself rushing towards her, she had an inexplicable sense of nostalgia in her mind, damn it!Could it be that she was a masochist before? ! !

She easily avoided Kanda's Sangen pose with a wave of her hand. Although she could quickly open up even if half of her body was destroyed, it didn't mean that she liked the feeling of being reborn after being torn apart. Suddenly, Kanda's figure rushed over, Priscilla frowned and cursed, and the person who was within reach disappeared immediately.

Kanda got angry and the consequences were serious!He looked at the empty and smoky surroundings around him, the three magic moves and the two magic moves seemed to be sent out again and again without money, and the innocent and implicated buildings next to them collapsed, and no one was spared.

And Priscilla just didn't come out as if she had left, "Golden Retriever!" Kanda yelled at the surroundings for fear that she would really leave.

"I'm not called Golden Retriever." Priscilla's voice sounded immediately, and the girl's unique and delicate voice made the originally angry rebuttal seem coquettish.

Kanda's eyes flickered when he heard the voice, and he turned around suddenly, while Priscilla, who was rushing behind him, was stunned by this change, and even the woman didn't find her whereabouts so quickly.

At this moment of distraction, what was waiting was not a sharp blade, but Kanda's ferocious face as if she owed him 100W and would not pay back, and his breath-disordered chest.

"asshole!"

o_O???

Priscilla was confused, he gritted his teeth like that, as if he hated her, but why did she feel the faint joy in those words.

After being hugged, the tumbling dust around him slowly fell down, and the two people who embraced each other were in the midst of ruins, with an atmosphere of immortality.

However, no one would hug a monster so tightly and dare to call her a bastard. Priscilla suddenly felt that she, an abyssalist, had failed too much.

I'm sorry, Isli, we've lost your face, /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

"You're a dizzy (bastard) bastard, your whole family is stunned!" She couldn't help retorting, but her words became blurred because of being hugged tightly.

The beating sound of the heart under the human chest lured Priscilla, and the familiar aura vaguely matched a figure in her memory, but she couldn't remember who it was.

She stretched out her arms and hugged Kanda tightly, and buried her head between the warm chests, she wanted to smell more and get closer, for the familiar breath, for the beating heart.

She wanted to get closer, Kanda felt the abnormality of the person in his arms, Priscilla's strength almost crushed his breastbone, but he still didn't push her away.

The hand behind Kanda turned into sharp claws at some point, Priscilla raised her head reluctantly when she sensed the change, and said loudly to Kanda, "I'm a demon, be careful, I'll take out your heart, liver, spleen and lungs and eat you up." !"

Although she is not very interested in cannibalism, her instinctive bloodthirsty is beyond her control.

Kanda on the head snorted coldly, "Then let's try." He pressed Priscilla's head with one hand.

The heart, liver, spleen and lungs of a heartless person.

Kanda ignored the tearing pain in his heart, the handle of the knife in his hand went down, and he stabbed hard towards Priscilla's back.

After being injured, Priscilla looked up at Kanda, the expression on her white face seemed to be condensed, she stepped back a few steps, first touched the blood on the wound with her finger, licked it, and smiled.

"Look, it turns out that my blood is also red." When the smile on her face disappeared, she pulled out the knife behind her, looked at the knife dripping with blood, kept vibrating and trying to get away from her, with a tone of voice It's a pity, "It's so hard to eat."

Kanda watched Priscilla throw the knife in front of him with a wry smile, and picked up the knife, ignoring the two deep scars on his back, "I will end your life as a former partner."

Priscilla looked at Kanda, and for some reason she suddenly felt the urge to cry, and in fact she did.

Tears flowed down her face drop by drop, and when they fell to the ground, she realized that she was already in tears.

Kanda watched her cry and his eyes became softer, "Don't be afraid, I will come back to accompany you soon."

Priscilla's tears didn't stop because of his words, but fell more ferociously, as if she couldn't stop, she wiped them with her hands in embarrassment, and said with a sob, "Why don't you live with me?"

There was a pleading in her tone that she couldn't hide, not wanting him to die.

"Not good." Kanda gave a rare smile. He was as handsome as a handsome young man who only existed in oriental storybooks, but he was so cruelly beautiful that it broke his heart.

The demon's life is too long, he can't keep his promise, how can he make it?

The author has something to say: This chapter is very sad. . . .Kanda may be cannon fodder. . . .Don't hit me~~~ run away.