Chapter 238

This was the first time Ryuji was so angry after returning to Japan from Chaldea.

　　He hugged Umi's trembling body in his arms, and gently comforted her: "Umi, don't cry."

　　Words like teasing a child made Umi laugh, and the fear of facing the little gangster disappeared in this embrace.

　　This is really hot stuff...

　　Girls must have a strong personality, projecting a 'strong woman' air all the time, but this is just a shell to protect themselves.

　　Under the shell named 'strong', weak hearts are touched.

　　"Don't treat me like a child," Umi complained softly.

　　"Because, Umi is so cute," Ryuji said with a smile.

　　This sentence again...

　　They were obviously the same words, but this time... Umi didn't hate it.

　　"Hey, don't pretend that we don't exist, the consequences will be serious!" The little gangster with yellow hair stepped onto the wall in an extremely arrogant motion.

　　"You have no place to talk here, the insects only need to lie on the ground and wait to die!" Ryuji's voice suddenly became cold, and his eyes carried a killing intent that scared a group of hooligans from moving.

　　What a death!

　　This is the most intuitive feeling in the hearts of punks.

　　"Ah, what are you kidding me!" The gangsters who had always had a small brain were the most impulsive, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe them as 'hot-blooded'.

　　"You are only one person, we have 6 people here!"

　　Ryuji's eyes were more vicious.

　　"Hyakki-kun, let's call the police," said Umi nervously in Ryuji's arms.

　　"No need, leave it to me, Umi will wait for me outside." Ryuji said with a smile.

　　"But..." Umi's eyes were filled with worry, thinking that Ryuji would sacrifice himself to buy time to escape.

　　"Don't worry, I didn't pay attention to just a few gangsters, have you forgotten my performance today?"

　　Ryuji refers to what happened in the Archery Club today, the arrow he shot alone is enough to prove many things, such as strong strength.

　　Umi shook her head vigorously, even if something happened, she would face it with him.

　　Ryuji sighed helplessly, and seemed to have no choice but to run away.

　　A faint dim light flickered around Ryuji. Because of the darkness, this dim light did not attract the attention of others, and suddenly slipped into the shadows.

　　"Um, let's run." Ryuji said to Umi with a smile.

　　"Hah?" Umi froze for a moment, she thought that Ryuji would fight this group of people to the end, but finally escaped?

　　"W-Wait!" Umi was picked up by Ryuji in the arms of carrying the princess, and quickly fled the scene.

　　"Sure enough, it's just pretending, chase me!" The gangster spits and vows to make Ryuji look good.

　　"Unfortunately, you will perish here."

　　The sound suddenly entered the ears of the gangsters, and the dark environment made people feel scary.

　　"Who? Go out!" The gangster shouted bravely.

　　"Hehe, my name isn't something worth mentioning, but since you are a dying person, I will satisfy you."

　　A black figure flashed from the shadows on the wall.

　　This black shadow had a stick-shaped right hand and a sinister appearance, and its face was hidden in a white skull mask, it was an image that would scare children to tears when it appeared.

　　"My name is Hassan-i Sabbah, the Assassin who ended your life!"

The assassin hidden in the shadows is more characteristic than the name Hassan because he wraps his right hand around the cursed arm, thus he is also called Hassan of the Cursed Arm.

　　"Where is the gangster, kill him!" The gangster shouted at the people around him, but no one dared to move, because the sight Hassan of the Cursed Arm appearing was too strange.

　　No matter how advanced the technology is, urban legends never go away, and people marvel at the mysterious.

"Master's request is to get this over with as quickly as possible, so I won't waste time on boring conversations."

Hassan of the Cursed Arm smiled lowly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in front of the gangsters, as if merging with the darkness.

　　"Gangsters, what are you doing?!" Some of the gangsters' legs were shaking, which was the fear of facing the unknown.

　　"Zabaniya!" As Hassan of the Cursed Arm said these words, several lights flashed in the darkness, followed by the sound of falling to the ground.

　　"Monsters…" These were the last words of their lives.

　　Hassan of the Cursed Arm reappeared after everyone had lost their breath.

　　He stepped on everyone's corpses to make sure no fish slipped through the net, a careful gesture that Ryuji had always admired.

　　"The next step is to dispose of the body... Since this is Master's order, there is no other way," said Hassan of the Cursed Arm helplessly.

　　Rather than disposing of corpses, he was more used to letting these things die in the wilderness.