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Once she came to her senses, Lingyu let out a sharp cry, like a rooster crowing.
"Liar! It's fake! How could I die here! You lied to me! You promised me I could live!"
"It hurts so much! Why is this happening..."
"You promised me! I already called you master! Waaaaaah... This is so scary, I don't want to die! Waaaaaah..."
As Lingyuko cried, her body came back to life.
She rolled around on the ground like a tantrum, her bright red kimono covered in withered leaves and dirt, becoming filthy.
"Oh dear, he's just a kid after all, he's really quite a handful..."
Xia Yan muttered under his breath as he stuffed Ling Yuzi's head into his backpack and zipped it up.
It must be said that the technology in the world of Ainz Ooal Gown is indeed advanced.
Even a regular backpack has surprisingly good sound insulation.
Although the cries of Zero could still be heard, they had clearly diminished by more than 70%.
I have no idea what they intended to put in these soundproof backpacks.
"Huh... I don't think I'm dead yet... Why? My head has been chopped off..."
After being stuffed into the backpack, she found herself surrounded by complete darkness. Sobbing, she asked in confusion.
As far as she knew, no demon had ever been able to regenerate its head; any demon whose head was cut off by a Nichirin Blade would die.
“My Nichirin Blade is different from ordinary ones. The blade on the back is no different from that of an ordinary sword and has no ability to kill demons. I just used the blade on the back to cut off your head.”
Seeing that Lingyu had noticed something amiss, Xia Yan answered her questions.
"I always thought you weren't quite right in the head, but it's only now that I've realized it. That's quite unexpected..."
"Even a demon like you can become the Lower Moon Six, which shows that Muzan himself isn't a very smart person."
Lingyu ignored Xia Yan's complaints.
She's currently chuckling to herself, clearly pleased that she's escaped danger once again.
"Hehehe... I survived, that's great..."
"I finally survived... Master, thank you..."
Realizing that she was now safe and no longer needed to worry about the sunlight, Lingyu thanked Xia Yan very sincerely.
She completely forgot that if it weren't for Xia Yan, she wouldn't have ended up in this situation.
Her appearance actually made Xia Yan feel a faint sense of guilt for bullying a fool.
Fortunately, Xia Yan was shameless enough to forget his guilt in less than three seconds.
"That's right! I saved you, so you have to be a good girl and listen to me from now on!"
"And don't even think about escaping."
"As one of the Twelve Demon Moons, you should know about Tamayo's exploits! You've broken free from Muzan's control, which means you, like her, have betrayed Muzan!"
“If you leave me, neither the ‘Demon’ nor the Demon Slayer Corps can tolerate you anymore!” Bu said.
Chapter 200 The Stranger Loli's Approach
"How...how could this be...I never, never thought of leaving my master...hehehe..."
Upon hearing Xia Yan's words, Ling Yuzi stammered and chuckled awkwardly.
Clearly, she had initially planned to go back with Xia Yan first, and then find a way to leave later.
"is it?"
How could Xia Yan possibly hide such a guilty tone? However, he didn't care. After all, once Ling Yuzi was discovered by him, he had no choice but to take her back.
Anyway, this isn't the first time we've done this, so we have quite a lot of experience.
"Don't call me master, just call me Lord Xia Yan from now on."
"Okay, Master Xia Yan!"
With a positive mindset, Lingyu naturally changed how she addressed Xia Yan.
Seeing how obedient Ling Yuzi was, Xia Yan also showed a satisfied smile.
"By the way, Zero, be prepared, it might hurt a lot later..."
"Huh!? What preparations?"
Ling Yuzi was stunned for a moment.
Clearly, they didn't understand what Xia Yan meant by those words.
However, she soon understood why Xia Yan said that.
As the sun rose higher, its rays gradually spread across the sunrise mountain, illuminating Ling Yuzi's body lying flat on the ground.
The next second, the body, which had been motionless, began to twist, struggle, and roll wildly, like a slug that had been sprinkled with salt, before turning into ashes and scattering into the air under the sunlight.
All that remained was a tattered red kimono.
At the same time, Xia Yan felt a blood-curdling scream come from his backpack.
"Ouch, it hurts so much!!!"
……
Half an hour later, after watching the cremation of the little girl's body and also watching the sunrise, Xia Yan appeared in a small town near Sunrise Mountain, carrying a black backpack.
Guided by the ravens, after turning a few corners, we sat down in front of a wooden mobile food cart.
This mobile food truck is the "Arashiya" of the Demon Slayer Corps founded by Natsuhiko.
The Demon Slayer Corps' image was painted on the dining car with a special transparent paint. Only crows, animals with eyes that can see a special spectrum, could accurately find the image on the dining car.
Upon seeing Natsuhiko's arrival, the three members of "Kakuna," who were in charge of the Arashiya, bowed to him very respectfully and began preparing food before he could even speak.
After all, Natsuhiko is both the "Storm Pillar" of the Demon Slayer Corps and the founder of the Arashiya, so his eating habits are naturally known to every staff member of the Arashiya.
Ignoring the staff who were busy preparing dinner, Xia Yan gently patted the black backpack placed beside him.
"Is Lingyu still alive?"
"Yes... I'm still alive... Lord Xia Yan..."
A weak, feeble voice came from the backpack.
Clearly, that sunbathing session on the mountaintop had taken a toll on her, and she hasn't recovered yet.
However, there's no need to worry too much, since the most crucial part—the head—has been preserved remarkably well.
No matter what, Lingyu is one of the Twelve Demon Moons. Although she is the weakest of the Lower Moon Six, she can still regenerate her body quickly if she wants to.
Moreover, after following Xia Yan, there's naturally no need to worry about nutrition.
The reason it still maintains this shape is simply because the backpack can't fit its body anymore.
Xia Yan naturally knew this as well, since he had already seen that Ling Yuzi was still alive and well. He only asked her about it because he had nothing better to do than tease her.
The staff at Arashiya are all professionally trained, and within five minutes they were already serving dishes continuously.
Halfway through the meal, Xia Yan suddenly stopped.
He turned around and saw a little girl who looked about the same age as Ling Yuzi standing behind him.
This little girl is quite cute.
She had a Hime cut hairstyle, wore a kimono that looked like it was made of very ordinary material, and was rather thin, suggesting that she came from a family with modest means.
He was staring intently at Xia Yan, as if he had something to say to him.
"If you get hungry, it's okay to eat together."
Xia Yan said nonchalantly.
While Arashiya is generally not open to the public, that means it doesn't operate openly; it doesn't mean that non-Demon Slayer Corps members are prohibited from dining there.
If a passerby notices them and asks them for a meal, they won't refuse outright.
After all, it's rather suspicious to push a food cart around and then actively refuse customers.
After hearing Xia Yan's words, the girl simply shook her head and continued to watch him silently from behind.
Xia Yan didn't pay much attention to it.
Ultimately, they were just strangers meeting for the first time. Although the little girl was cute, that was all she was cute.
Moreover, this little girl is different from those decades-old lolis like Lingyuzi; she's a genuine little girl.
Therefore, it is not within Xia Yan's hunting range.
After finishing all the food—enough for a gathering of twenty people—Xia Yan got up to leave under the respectful gaze of the staff at the Arashiya restaurant.
Just then, the girl who had been silently standing behind Xia Yan watching him eat suddenly came over and tugged at his sleeve.
"It's not good for a girl to be so proactive, and if you want to find me, you should at least wait until you're fourteen."
"No, no!"
Upon hearing Xia Yan's words, the little girl glanced at him, her face flushed red, and she waved her hand in a flustered manner.
However, she didn't loosen her grip on Xia Yan's sleeve; instead, she pointed to the Demon Slayer Corps uniform he was wearing under his haori, which resembled a school uniform. 1.4
"Um...this dress..."
"Hmm? Do you recognize this outfit? It seems like someone who was helped by the Demon Slayer Corps."
Xia Yan withdrew his sleeve from the girl's hand, pointed to the three Arashiya staff members who were cleaning, and said casually:
"If you want me to convey your gratitude to someone, I suggest you just talk to those three people directly. They will pass on the message for you. I have other things to do."
He then ignored the unfamiliar girl and walked outside.
"Excuse me! Do you know Gyomei Himejima?"
Seeing that Xia Yan didn't seem to intend to pay attention to her, the little girl called out to him anxiously.
Upon hearing the little girl's words, Xia Yan stopped and looked over in surprise.
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