The Demon's Menu-Chapter 1097: Since he is called the Sword Saint, then... he truly deserves the title! (2)

How dare they?

How dare they lay a hand on him?

He is a member of the Hanakaiin Family!

The middle-aged man died with his eyes still open as he fell backward.

Thump.

The corpse made a dull sound when it touched the thick carpet, which quickly brightened with the pool of blood that flowed, turning vivid.

Meanwhile, the masked man in a suit bent down and raised his hand.

Pfft!

The dagger was just like that, wrenched out.

Ignoring the splattering blood.

The masked man in a suit turned and left the room.

All the surveillance cameras along the way had been turned off ahead of time.

The man in the suit left the place openly, without hiding.

At the entrance, he dragged the blade across the corpses of two subordinates of the middle-aged man from the Hanakaiin Family.

Only after confirming that there were no bloodstains left on the dagger did he put it away.

Clearly, these two subordinates, tasked with leaving earlier, didn’t make it out of the building before they met their demise.

And the masked man in the suit pushed the door and stepped out.

He quickly arrived at a rocky reef by the sea.

At his feet, a man in shorts was tied up here, with his own sock stuffed into his mouth.

Upon seeing the approaching man in a suit, the real guide, who had just guided Jason, started to struggle violently.

"Mmm! Mmm!"

The man with socks in his mouth couldn’t articulate a word.

But the tied-up man continued to inch away from the man in the suit.

The sky was still rather dark.

However, the faint light beginning to emerge from the east allowed him to see bloodstains on the suit of the man.

What happened?

The man didn’t want to speculate.

He only knew that he wanted to survive.

Ever since he inexplicably passed out and, upon waking, realized that something terrible was afoot.

The blood on the man in front of him’s suit only confirmed his fears.

Without hesitation, the man struggling away from the man in the suit simply collapsed to his knees, then prostrated on the ground.

This was submission.

Absolute submission.

To survive, such submission was not deemed improper by the man.

The masked man in the suit stopped in his tracks.

The next moment, he removed the mask.

The dim light did not hinder his handsome features from being evident.

Amidst the darkness, there was an unusual allure to his look.

One that could make observers momentarily entranced.

"I do not kill the innocent recklessly."

"Moreover, you are still of use to me."

Tsuchimikado Motoharu stated indifferently.

How dare the Hanakaiin Family scheme against his lord? If he didn’t flay and dismember them, he wouldn’t be living up to his oath.

However, he cannot show himself for now.

It’s natural to need a proxy.

And the guy in front of him was just perfect for the role.

Using him to divert the attention of the Hanakaiin Family and the organizers of the ’King of Fights—Fighting Championship’ couldn’t be any better.

No need for much.

Just to delay time will suffice.

To delay until he has dealt with all loose ends.

Only then will he be free, to deal with these bastards one by one, slowly crushing them.

"My lord, I apologize for the inconvenience you’ll have to suffer."

"It’s due to the incompetence of your servant."

"Rest assured, it will not happen again."

"All of this will come to an end."

A sigh couldn’t help but rise from the depths of Tsuchimikado Motoharu’s heart.

He turned instinctively to look out at the sea.

There, the ’Doomed’ ship, cut in half, was emitting painful cries.

Those sounds were carried loud and clear by the steam whistle.

And sounded all the more tragic.

The ship’s body trembled ceaselessly.

Steel started to melt at the breakpoint, black threads intertwining like saliva stretching and sticking together, then slowly, so slowly pulling closer to each other.

The ’Doomed’ was... healing!

"What is this?!"

Miss Sagaraso’s eyes widened in shock at the sight.

Hanakaiin Haru, on the other hand, was calm.

One of the reasons why demons are difficult to handle, aside from their strange abilities, is this ’recovery’.

The young Onmyoji, not the least flustered, raised his hand, ready to throw out the Talisman Paper in his hand.

But Jason was faster.

With a leap, he jumped down from the rent in the ’Doomed’ created by the slash.

And then—

A warm and tenacious white light reappeared.

This time it wasn’t methodical.

It was chaotic!

A chaotic order within the chaos!

Jason, suspending mid-air, proficiently executed the "Whirlwind Dance".

Spinning!

Spinning without cessation!

The "Chen Xi Sword", in the whirl of Jason’s "Whirlwind Dance", turned into rings of light, one after another.

These rings of light were either upright or slanted.

One following the other.

One after another.

Roar!

Roar, roar!

The "Doomed" vessel, which had just begun to "recover", once again let out a ghastly wail.

A wail that completely exceeded the former.

Moreover, it continued incessantly.

More importantly, the "Doomed" vessel’s recovery couldn’t keep up with Jason’s slashing at all.

It barely kept up after one, two strikes.

After three, four strikes, it was clearly struggling.

And after five or more times?

The "Doomed" vessel could only passively endure it all.

Soon, the whole body of the "Doomed" vessel became riddled with holes.

Then—

Jason saw what he was looking for.

A fist-sized red gemstone.

This red gemstone, hidden at the very bottom of the "Doomed" vessel’s hold, obscured by layers of corpses, concealed by various architectural structures of the cabin.

But Jason had long smelled its scent.

Or more precisely, the moment it came into existence, Jason knew.

Therefore, without hesitation, Jason sliced through the "Doomed" and leapt down.

What he was after was this ’food’ emitting a rich fragrance.

As Jason approached, the "Doomed" which had just completed its transformation felt an imminent lethal threat.

Without any hesitation, the "Doomed" gave up on repairing itself.

No matter how fast it repaired, if the core was taken away, it would be futile.

Whoosh, whoosh whoosh!

Below the deck, inside the cabin, countless structures began to melt.

The next moment, they transformed into the sharpest spears, stabbing towards Jason.

Clang, clang, clang!

The spears struck Jason’s body.

But amidst the sparks flying, Jason remained unscathed.

Even, they couldn’t delay Jason’s advance.

Roar!

The "Doomed" vessel roared angrily again.

The spears continued to shoot out.

But one by one, semi-transparent figures emerged from the cabin, the deck, and even from tables and chairs.

They looked around confusedly.

They were all at a loss.

An inexplicable force began to appear around them.

These semi-transparent figures started to frantically devour and merge with each other.

Just two seconds later, a tall semi-transparent figure appeared before Jason.

Huff, huff!

The giant semi-transparent figure had long lost any human-like appearance.

Bloated with a belly so big that it covered its legs, which were almost invisible.

The arms, in contrast, were extraordinarily thick, the head huge, with a single horn particularly conspicuous.

As the figure breathed heavily, a mouth full of fangs opened up.

A thick, white mist spewed out.

"Be careful!"

"This is a mutated great demon!"

Hanakaiin Haru, who had been paying close attention to the battle, changed her face when she saw this huge semi-transparent phantom.

Ghosts differ from spirits.

The latter can scare people but are almost harmless.

Unless they ascend to the level of Fierce Spirits, Evil Spirits, and the like.

But "ghosts" are different!

They are monsters born from devouring souls and fear.

Every one of them is unique.

With both powerful strength and terrifying abilities.

It’s not an exaggeration to call them an unusual kind of demon.

And great demons!

They are an advancement of "ghosts".

They are monsters that instil fear.

Each one is comparable to a real demon.

Especially mutated ones, which are even more horrifying, as they have touched the realm of great demons; any carelessness would lead to death.

For this reason, Hanakaiin Haru immediately formed hand seals.

She had to summon her Shikigami.

Mere Talisman Paper would not hold up against such a mutated "great demon".

"Jason, wait a moment, I’m about to support you!"

"Now, listen to my..."

Hanakaiin Haru’s voice abruptly stopped, leaving only the silent incantation echoes in Jason’s heart—

Yi!