Chapter 633 - 633
Chapter 633 - 633
That face occupied her entire field of vision.Both the sharp pupils and the attractive lips and nose intruded into her sight as naturally and forcefully as air.
In an instant, she panicked.
Being stared at by those eyes, she was so flustered she didn't even dare look directly at him. She instinctively wanted to avert her gaze but suddenly realized her chin couldn't move at all, forced to accept his intrusion.
No way?
No way, no way?
Is this guy planning to do that kind of thing here?
"This is a church, you know?"
Aoko spoke up again.
But compared to before, her tone had softened considerably. Two pink blushes appeared on her cheeks, and her eyes that darted around as if embarrassed were so moist they seemed about to drip water.
Looking closely, this guy was really handsome when he wasn't talking.
That extraordinary charm made it completely impossible for her to describe in words.
If only he could be this proper normally.
Aoko's eyes gradually lost focus, her consciousness slowly fading. The impression of the lewd nun was completely washed away, leaving only this guy before her in her mind.
Unconsciously, she closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
Even though she shouldn't be obsessed with this guy's good looks, she was filled with delight anticipating what would happen next.
This was her first kiss—she hoped he would be gentle.
"Why are you closing your eyes?"
But what followed wasn't as she expected.
She opened her eyes to find Eiji already sitting in the chair beside her, the hand that had been holding her chin released at some point.
Seeing her shyly close her eyes, this bastard even showed a smug smile.
As if her embarrassed reaction had pleased this guy's nerves.
"You...!"
Aoko's face turned crimson.
Whether from anger or embarrassment was unclear.
Asshole!
And she had been looking forward to it just moments ago!
"Both of you, I found it!"
After a while, Miss Martha arrived before them with a file, looking pleased.
"I thought I had some impression—turns out Carmilla's husband was also a believer in the Lord. He used to come to church frequently to worship, but recently something happened and he stopped coming... Is something wrong with Miss Aoko?"
As she said this, she handed the file to Eiji while looking strangely at Aoko, whose face was flushed but expression icy.
Eiji took it and opened it—it recorded a certain believer's home address.
"She's fine. Thanks, Miss Martha. Let's go, Aoko!"
Eiji's gaze sharpened as he saw the name recorded there.
After thanking Martha, Eiji called out to Aoko.
"Hmph!"
Aoko snorted heavily.
Her face still retained some pinkness, but her eyes were extremely cold.
Eiji didn't mind either. The two left the church one after another, heading toward the city district.
"Aoko, don't come to the church so easily in the future."
Only after leaving the mountain path and descending the stairs did Eiji seriously warn Aoko.
"If you completely fall for that woman's tricks, even I won't be able to save you. Remember this well! Tell Alice too."Killing Stone Temple was a terrifying woman."
Unlike Freya, even with Eiji's lecherous nature, he instinctively kept his distance from her.
Although Freya was a goddess, she had sealed her divine power after all, and her charm could be resisted by his Sword Heart Valor. With the backing of Loki Familia behind him, she posed virtually no threat to him.
But Carmilla was different—she hadn't sealed her power, and who knew how strong her aggressive impulses were? If a conflict broke out, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Eiji himself wasn't afraid. He had resistance to charm and wouldn't lose his sanity. Even if he died, he would only lose access to the Type-Moon World.
But Aoko and the others definitely couldn't withstand it.
If they fell under Carmilla's demonic allure, he might be able to cleanse it with his own divine charm, but the result would either be them becoming Carmilla's slaves or his.
Neither outcome was something he wanted to see.
And to be honest, he wasn't sure if his charm could rival Carmilla's.
Though both were the type to devour their targets completely, Carmilla was thousands of times more dangerous than Freya!
"Don't worry about unnecessary things."
Aoko's words were still blunt, but her tone had softened.
She was a magus too, and as soon as she regained her senses, she realized her own abnormality.
Specifically, her mind had gone from being filled entirely with Carmilla to being filled entirely with Eiji—the mental defenses of a magus might as well have been nonexistent.
Although the result didn't seem to have changed much, having Eiji occupy her thoughts actually made her quite happy. Just thinking about it made her feel an urge to smile.
"Though his methods were a bit rough, ultimately, it was to help me."
Aoko understood this fact and felt somewhat moved.
But it was still so infuriating!
Leaving her hanging in suspense, then suddenly pulling away and smugly laughing at her kiss-craving face—didn't that make her look like a fool?
"Couldn't he have just gone for the kiss…"
Aoko muttered under her breath.
Eiji glanced at her but chose not to respond.
...
Following the case file given by Martha, the two crossed the city and arrived at the upscale residential area in the east, searching for Carmilla's house according to the address.
Halfway there, Eiji started feeling uneasy, his brow slightly furrowed.
"What's wrong?"
Aoko inadvertently noticed his expression and asked somewhat awkwardly.
"I've been here before."
Eiji paused, then added, "Just the other night, when we were out hunting the Dead!"
Aoko tilted her head, puzzled.
After turning a few corners in the alley, the two arrived in front of a standalone villa.
The main gate was tightly shut, with no signs of life whatsoever.
They opened the gate and entered the villa's living room.
The layout was exactly the same as it had been that night a few days ago, not a single thing changed. It seemed no one had lived here for several days.
The pool of blood and scattered flesh on the floor had been cleaned up at some point, probably handled by the Church as part of the cleanup.
"Is this ash from a corpse?"
Aoko crouched halfway down, carefully examining a layer of black ash on the floor.
"It's from the Dead I eliminated last time."
Eiji scanned the surroundings.
Then his gaze sharpened, settling on the coffee table.
On it was a framed photo of a family of three.
The woman was a beautiful young wife with white hair. Though middle-aged, she still retained her charm, tall and curvaceous.
The child was a girl with long red hair, quite petite in stature, looking like a middle school student, yet she wore the high school uniform of Type-Moon Academy and even had a cheerfully perked-up black tail.
"Carmilla and Elizabeth... are they mother and daughter?"
Eiji's expression turned somewhat peculiar.
Theoretically, these two should be different periods of the same person, yet they had become mother and daughter.
But it wasn't particularly surprising, as there had been precedents before.
Mrs. Pendragon nodded in knowing agreement.
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