If Violet had not discovered it early, Alice might have already become Rin's anchor in the Campione world, first turning into a twisted monster, then beginning to spread mental pollution to her surroundings.
"Yuri!"
Hinata quickly stepped forward and helped the little Miko up. She said softly, "This is the liege I follow."
Hinata had a good impression of Yuri.
Yuri was upright and kind, willing to protect innocent people and help the authorities supervise foreign witches.
Even though she herself was under supervision.
Hinata did not blame her.
For such a pure and innocent child, Hinata felt more admiration and even hoped to recruit her into the team.
As for dissatisfaction and disgust, Hinata was very clear about the culprit who had made her struggle in Japan.
That was the target she intended to strike.
"Rin-sama, this is Yuri."
Seeing that the little Miko was still dazed, Hinata had no choice but to introduce her. "She is the Hime Miko of this country, with extraordinary talent."
"Hmm, I know."
Rin raised his hand and casually drew an Ancient Egyptian hieroglyph in the air.
It was a simple spell derived from the Solar Calendar, capable of calming the mind and dispelling curses.
"Ah!"
Only then did Yuri, now awakened, realize what had happened.
She looked at Rin with fear in her eyes. "Y, you are perhaps the Demon King on earth…"
A Campione.
If, after seeing so many visions, she still could not understand Rin's identity, then she had no right to be called a Hime Miko.
However, she did not know who he was.
As far as she knew, none of the six kings in the current world matched his appearance or name.
Salvatore Doni?
Marquis Voban?
Or that Black Prince?
No matter who it was, none of them fit Rin.
"Me?"
Rin said, "I am a Campione, considered the Seventh King."
After speaking, he began to look around.
The dappled shadows of stone lanterns swayed over the fine white sand, carrying a hint of mystery and tranquility.
Neatly arranged stepping stones lined the path. A few mountain rocks were scattered gracefully over the moss, as if they had stood there since ancient times, silently telling the passage of time.
A gentle breeze rustled through the bamboo grove like whispers, as though sharing secrets.
The dancing bamboo shadows cast shifting patterns on the stone wall, changing unpredictably with the light.
At the center of the courtyard was a clear pond. Lotus flowers stood gracefully within it, and fish swam joyfully, occasionally stirring gentle ripples.
"This place is quite nice."
Rin nodded in satisfaction. "Well then, your house has been appropriated by me. No problem, right?"
"…"
Yuri was stunned, but she had no right to refuse.
"I've been running around since I arrived. I'm quite tired."
"Hinata, come and give me a shoulder rub."
The sun raft was fast, but its comfort was average.
Traveling the world at light speed did not bring him much joy. Instead, the constant stopping and starting was rather uncomfortable.
If he had not already become a Campione, he might have suffered from severe seasickness and been vomiting by now.
"Okay."
Hinata did not refuse.
In fact, Rin making such a direct request showed that their relationship had grown closer.
"What was that just now?"
"A sun raft."
As she walked, Hinata casually asked about what had just happened. "Such a grand display, is it really fine?"
"Don't worry, I used magic to block my aura."
He said, "Except for those with magical talent, ordinary people will not notice me."
The two of them walked toward the inner room, leaving Yuri alone in the courtyard, still disheveled.
She really wanted to say that her shrine was too small to host such a great deity.
However, Rin had already gone inside.
Campiones were naturally so unrestrained.
Now, Yuri could only hope that he would not be like Marquis Voban, temperamental and indifferent to human life.
"Um, Rin-sama?"
Yuri quickly ran into the inner room and immediately saw him sitting cross legged on the floor, while Hinata carefully massaged his shoulders.
"Hmm?"
He asked, "Is there something?"
"I…"
Yuri was extremely nervous.
After experiencing that spiritual vision, she clearly understood how terrifying he was.
The magicules within him were as vast as an ocean, like a monster.
If the magicules of an ordinary spellcaster were 1, then a witch at the peak of the earth might reach around 100.
A Campione's magicules were hundreds of times greater than those of a top tier magician.
That meant at least 50,000, or even more.
As for Rin?
Even compared to Marquis Voban or Luo Hao, his current magic power was three times theirs.
This was simply unimaginable for Yuri, whose own magicules were only around 10.
One had to know that the numerical difference was only the foundation. What was truly terrifying was the power that could be unleashed using such a massive amount of magicules.
The gap between them was like heaven and earth.
"Please, I'll do anything!"
Yuri immediately performed a dogeza and pleaded, "Please do not harm my family."
"…"
Rin raised an eyebrow slightly. He looked at Hinata and asked, "Do I look like a bad person?"
"Not really."
"Not really?"
He looked at her in disbelief.
Unfortunately, that did not intimidate her at all.
After spending time together, Hinata had already figured out his true personality.
Respect was enough to keep in her heart.
He did not like elaborate rituals.
Especially in moments like this, she could even say without hesitation, "Your aura is too strong. You look more like a great villain than a good person."
"After all, you did that kind of thing to me before."
At this, her eyes carried a trace of resentment, which made him feel slightly embarrassed.
"Uh…"
He scratched his head and could only change the subject. "It seems I really did scare her."
"Don't worry, Yuri."
"Although I am a Campione, I am not like Marquis Voban who harmed you."
"With no grievances or enmity between us, I will not harm you or your family."
"Rather, if you are willing to lend me your home, it is I who owe you a favor."
Hearing this, Yuri finally breathed a sigh of relief, though she could not help grumbling inwardly that she had never actually agreed to let him stay.
(To be continued.)