A manor built in the suburbs, about ten kiloters away from kuoh.
The estate leaned toward agritourism, featuring various hogrown vegetables and fruits.
They had gone to great lengths to redirect a mountain stream into the estate.
A humanoid monkey dressed in armor, wearing a golden headband was climbing on a tree.
He was a monkey yokai who inherited the bloodline of Sun wukong.
He was extrely powerful in combat and possessed two great treasures.
Despite only being an ultimate class yokai, his combat prowess was comparable to a weaker Maou.
"Kuroka, have you removed all the tracking marks from your sister?" Bikou asked, looking at the beautiful woman walking out of the mansion.
A stunningly beautiful nekomata.
This was the opinion of all the n who had ever seen Kuroka.
"I have distorted the surrounding space, even if that girl from the gremory clan finds her way here, she won't be able to get inside."
Kuroka had confidence in her own strength. Even if Rias was the heir of the gremory clan, it couldn't change the fact that she was weak.
"By the way, Kuroka, I'm a little confused. Why were you in such a hurry this ti to snatch your sister back from devils? There were so many opportunities before but you didn't take any action," Bikou asked in confusion.
This ti, Kuroka had turned down all her assignnts.
Although Bikou was usually lazy and loved to do nothing, he had never seen her turn down tasks like this before.
To prevent any accidents, she had even dragged him along as well.
"Bikou, you and I both belong to the yokai race. Sotis, a sudden surge in power isn't a good thing, it might cause various problems that our bodies can't withstand."
"Shirone's increased demonic power caused her to enter her mating season early, which is undoubtedly dangerous for soone who hasn't fully matured."
"Moreover, the person Shirone likes, unfortunately, is soone from the church."
When Kuroka ntioned the church, she clenched her teeth tightly, as if she was suppressing a deep anger in her heart.
"Kuroka... that guy..."
"I know," Kuroka waved her hand as if trying to banish a nightmarish figure from her mind.
"I just removed Shirone from her state, and she needs to be kept under guard. I'll leave the patrols to you. Although I don't think the gremory girl can find her way here, just in case be careful since there are church mbers present."
Bikou patted his chest and assured her, "No problem, leave it to . Even if the god of bibel himself ca, he wouldn't be able to get past ."
Kuroka turned around and went back upstairs to check on Shirone's condition.
...
Bikou walked to a vineyard nearby, picked a bunch of grapes and popped it into his mouth.
"Tasty. Leaving mount suru was the right decision."
Bikou tasted the grapes in his hand and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"Compared to wukong, you certainly know how to enjoy life."
"Who is it!"
Bikou was startled, dropping the grapes in his hand.
He summoned his weapon and looked around with extre vigilance.
"Monkey, it has been over a year since I last saw you, and you haven't improved at all."
"Still the sa as before, a complete tagalong following Vali around."
The space in front of him distorted, and a man dressed in casual clothes walked out.
"It's you!"
Bikou's eyes widened in shock. The person standing before him was the nightmare from his dreams.
He would never forget the crushing defeat he and his companions had suffered at his hands.
Vali had narrowly escaped capture by using a costly spell, leaving them too afraid to set foot on european soil ever since.
Terrifying power, superb skills, impeccable defense and a variety of unknown attack thods, it was the first ti they had ever known that such a terrifying figure existed in the world.
"The saint who embraces darkness, what are you doing here?!"
Bikou uttered a startling title, a title that would strike even the devils with fear.
This title was entirely forged in blood, amidst countless mountains of corpses.
It was piled high with far too many devils, fallen angels, and heretics targeted by the church.
The sheer number of his victims was terrifying.
The slaughter of countless creatures of darkness made the word saint shine even brighter, and his titles beca a forbidden term among many of the dark factions.
In the devil's eyes, he was the devil among devils, the saint who embraces darkness, the shadow one beneath the light...
He, who lurks in the shadows to hunts the shadows.
The fallen angels described him as an unspeakable taboo.
His madness and ruthless killings led many pantheons to view him as a man who was disrupting the very balance of the world.
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