The Melaleuca Routine of Dominating the Devil

The man mentioned by the future demon, who was "hidden at home" by Maqima, was exactly Fuhesher.

He was born in one of the three royal families of the Zen Academy, and later changed his surname to Fuhei, relying on all the magic power in exchange for the sky and the cursed body.Most importantly, he is a legendary man who fought with the "strongest" Gojo Satoru.

Although Wutiaowu was once pushed to the limit, the disaster has lasted for thousands of years, and the "six-eyed" conjurer is still alive and kicking, but Fu Heisher is not the case.The well-known magician killer in the past was lying on the bed.If it weren't for the faint ups and downs in the chest, I'm afraid it could easily be mistaken for a corpse.

Why save this man?

Macchima sits on the sofa in her apartment, stroking the dog's fur.The dogs were brought back, and most of them were playing on the third floor, except Chocolate, the little sister among the seven huskies, who accompanied her.At this time, it acted like a baby against the woman's slender fingers, sticking out its tongue to lick from time to time.The woman's eyes are so gentle that they can almost drip water, such clingy coquettish monsters really exist.She really loves obedient and cute dogs.

Behind her, the spider demon slowly emerged from the shadows.The black-haired woman's expression was a little ashamed, and her fingers twisted the corner of her skirt nervously. "Lord Macchima, I'm really sorry, I actually made such a mistake..."

"It's okay, Principe. It's 'we' who didn't realize the specialness of Fuhei." Macchima comforted. "Let's forget about it, don't worry about it."

"Oh, thank you, Master Maqima..."

Principe glanced at the man lying in the bedroom with lingering fear.She was a little bit aggrieved, but more fortunate and fearful.Even the spider demon never thought that there would be a human being who would choose to attack her as a demon when she was so seriously injured.

How did that half-dead man manage to remain calm and patiently wait for an opportune moment before attacking violently?

If Master Maqima hadn't suddenly used her teleportation ability to block the backstab from Fuhei from behind the moment she arrived at the apartment, she might have been sent away by the magician killer who regained consciousness, and went straight back to hell Home.

"Go, Principe." Marchma's voice interrupted her sweaty memory.The pink-haired woman took off the suit coat she had worn at work before, and laid it casually on the side of the sofa.She turned her head to look over, her eyes full of majesty and dignified trust. "Don't forget to investigate the matter I told you. If you can, help me find... that 'person' with a chainsaw and a strange smell."

"It doesn't smell like a human or a demon", "There is a murderous chainsaw hidden in the body", maybe what Ms. Macchima mentioned is the real monster?Principe took a deep breath, and his expression returned to firmness and determination. "……yes!"

The aura of the spider demon disappeared from the apartment.Leaving Mazima brooding with her arms folded, the door of the bedroom was wide open.The spider demon's abilities are quite practical, and he has great potential as an intelligence officer. The loss to Fuhesher this time was purely careless.She drove out the chainsaw youth that jumped into her mind, and her thoughts returned to the question about saving Fuhesher just now.

Although at the time Fuhesher was rescued, partly because he thought it was interesting and wanted to watch a play, partly because he wanted to trouble the conjurers...

But until now, Maqima felt like never before——she might save a white-eyed wolf.

Because of the nonsense of the future demon, Maqima gave up on the laning demon at that time, and directly parachuted back to the apartment.I didn't expect to encounter the thrilling scene of the man with a backstab violently and the spider demon unconscious when he came back.Maqima didn't hesitate to attack such a fierce beast that was not familiar with it and was trying to fight back.The attack was powerful enough to paralyze an ordinary adult man on the spot.

But Fu Heisher seemed to be fine. Not only did he not die, but he showed signs of waking up after being unconscious for less than an hour.This gave Mazima an inexplicable urge to dissect it.

Is such a powerful physical/physical quality really a human being?She looked at Fuhesher's character card and refreshed her impression of the additional attribute of "Heaven and Curse".

The man's breathing gradually became rapid and deliberately controlled to weaken, and he could detect it with the devil's hearing.Presumably, Fu Heisher chose to lurk again the first time he regained consciousness.His reflexes are astonishing, and it makes sense that Gojo Satoru had narrowly lost to him. From the player's point of view, Fuheshier is as terrifying as a character who cheats through perspective.

It was also this willingness to hide that made Maqima appreciate him even more.

Otherwise, why didn't Fu Heisher choose to do anything anymore?

In order to succeed in the sneak attack, this man even endured the pain to the point of ignoring it.Could it be that he realized at this moment that "people have to bow their heads under the roof"?

Not really, he just firmly remembered the lesson of being stunned by the sudden appearance of Makima.Even Tianyu's tyrant has a clear strategy, such as when to kill and fight resolutely, and when the situation is not right, just put it down.

... Fu Heisher, maybe he is a talent.

Machima sat back on the sofa, slowly stroking the fur on Chocolate's back.The dim light, carrying the warmth of the sun, spilled down through the floor-to-ceiling curtains.The woman's beautiful face was half hidden in the shadows, her voice was soft and ethereal, but when it echoed in the spacious room, it carried a layer of eerie coldness.

"If you wake up, don't pretend to be asleep, Mr. Fuhei."

"Still, you want to never

How about sleeping so far away? "

Silence, suffocating silence.Mazima waited patiently until the black figure lying flat in the bedroom gradually sat up.

Wearing a loose pajamas, the man with an extremely gloomy expression lowered his eyelids and said nothing.He woke up soundlessly, and even his messy hair was full of long-term sleepiness.But the light in his eyes was still sober, as sharp and glaring as an unsheathed knife.

"Welcome back to the world, Lord Fuhei."

"Since your previous battle with Gojo Satoru, you have been asleep for a long time, right?" Her golden eyes met his far away, as calm as a lake without fluctuations. "Now, it's time to face reality."

……

As a magician killer, Fuheshier's strength is so strong that even the circle of demon hunters has attracted much attention.Equally well known is his chaotic money management, relationships and private life.

In her spare time, Mazima had heard gossip among the hunters.They talked about some rumors that seemed to be true or false, such as "the strongest magician killer" who had bad luck in gambling, and it was common to lose huge mission bounties overnight by betting on horses.However, if someone is handsome, someone will take him in. It is almost a known fact that Fu Heisher eats soft food and is a rich woman.It's just that no one dares to joke in front of me, so they can only chew their tongues behind their backs and say sour words.

Whether Fuheshier's character is good or bad, Maqima actually has nothing to comment on. At most, she would slander the courage of those rich women who have taken a fancy to Fuheshier, "even this kind of beast can be eaten" .However, when the black-haired man nimbly jumped off the bed and approached with a strangely skilled professional attitude, she vaguely noticed something was wrong.

"Why save me?"

"Because you are still useful."

Hearing such an answer, the man slowly showed an ambiguous smile.However, the scar on his lips made this smile colder, making it look fake.He bent his body, and when his tall body was lowered, he had a sense of surrender to the mountains.

"So, how do you want to use me, unknown lady?"

The pink-haired woman was still sitting on the sofa, motionless.The man was too close, even the pillow marks on his face could be clearly seen, and his scorching breath staggered back and forth within a short distance.Like a tiger awakened, Fuheshier's overly forceful aura disturbed the husky who was sitting on the sofa whimpering, and the airplane ear tried to bury his head in Maqima's hand.

"Naturally, I will use you when needed, Mr. Fuhei." Maqima said. "Can you stand back a little, you're scaring my dog."

The beast-like green pupils patrolled the woman's calm face back and forth, unable to find a single flaw.Fu Heisher couldn't help but let out a cold snort.But at least he memorized the second part of Mazima's words, and he took a few steps back and sat on the other side of the sofa.

"So, don't you really want to enclose/raise me?"

The man sat down carelessly, and the other side of the sofa was almost completely sunken.Even though the sleeve on one side of his body was empty, Fu Heisher's aura was still as strong as ever. "Such a luxurious house, pets, and a beautiful woman like you... Apart from wanting to keep me, there should be no other reason to keep me here, right?"

"Of course there is a reason. Mr. Fuhei, I will explain it to you next."

"When I just woke up, I saw that eight-legged woman. I was really shocked. I thought I fell into some kind of spider spirit cave." Fu Heisher was indifferent, as if he hadn't heard Maqima's subtext, and continued to sell Own. "If it's you, it's fine...you'd better hire me~ I'm very cheap."

"What kind of joke are you talking about, Mr. Fuhei?" Maqima's next words made Fuheisher's face change. "I've already hired you, haven't I?"

"You've been mine since I snatched you back from the conjurer."

She tapped her chin lightly, "...No, it's a dog."

"You also know which troublesome characters you have provoked?" In the gradually dimming light, the woman's thoughtful expression revealed an inhuman, inorganic texture. "It's not a small price for me to bear the pressure from the magician. So Fuhei, next, I hope you can show me all your abilities."

"Prove to be a useful dog as soon as possible."

……

Maqima deeply realized that a man with high self-esteem would not like to be called a dog.

A man who goes mad is pretty scary, even a disabled man with a handicap.Hearing that he was described as a dog, Fu Heisher first snorted, and then kicked over the coffee table in the next second and began to tear down the house.

As the future demon prophesied verbatim, "Marchma's house will be destroyed".Fuheisher who went crazy is comparable to a ignited explosive/powder barrel, which can be described as earth-shattering.Even if Maqima had expected it, she was surprised by his beast-like ruthlessness, and the punches and kicks were more serious.Thanks to the fact that she had taken away all the man's spell tools before, and with Fu Hei's body that had not healed from serious injuries and had no sharp blades in his hands, it was still very difficult to inflict damage on Maqima.

The kitchen knife flew over in the next second.The pink-haired woman dodged for a moment, watching the sharp weapon go straight into the wall. "After lying down for so many days, anger is unavoidable. Is that right, Lord Fuhei?"

"At this time, if you don't fight well, the accumulation of anger will continue to hurt you."

Fu Heisher smiled coldly, turning the various table knives he took out of the drawer between his fingers. "Miss benefactor is a good person to the end, let me take care of myself

How about venting/a fire? "

"...Looks like I need to teach manners well in the future."

Mazima frowned and shook her head, her attack became more and more merciless.Every move was aimed at the serious injury caused by the previous white-haired magician.She knew that humans would subconsciously avoid the injured part in battle and become restrained.Even if Fuheshier's fighting posture is no different from her non-human, it will always consume his willpower and physical strength.

"And who told you I was a good man?"

Her straight punch hit the man's hollow abdomen, and the man spat out a mouthful of black blood, and he stepped on his ankle hard to keep from flying backwards. "It's easy to save people, but it's equally easy to destroy them... I heard that you have a son who is going to be sold to the Chanyuan family?"

"...Who are you? A conjurer from the Yusan family? A curser?"

"I know that you are not afraid of anything, but people are still alive, and there are always fetters that cannot be shaken off." Maqima smiled. "The right to choose at this time is up to you, Mr. Fuhei."

Fu Heisher narrowed his eyes, and inadvertently glanced at the coat on the back of the sofa.It was this moment of distraction that allowed the woman to find the right opportunity and directly overturned to the ground. "You are... a demon hunter!"

"My name is Maqima, and I am a demon hunter from the Ministry of Public Security."

Putting this stubborn and unyielding man down completely, she straightened her body and looked down, her golden circle eyes gleaming with a demonic glint. "There's nothing you can do if you don't like it. Starting today, you will learn to be an obedient dog."

"Don't worry, the most important thing I lack is patience. I will teach you slowly later, Mr. Fuhei."