Steam swirled above the hot spring.
The Bronze Sword in Lin Baici's hand was razor-sharp. Every swing took off a hand or a head.
Bam!
A shrine maiden with half her head missing fell to the ground. Before her eyes had even closed, Lin Baici kicked her square in the ample rear.
Bam!
The corpse slid across the slick floor and dropped into the pool. Blood spread through the water like ink poured into a basin.
Lin Baici scanned the area. Seeing that the shrine maidens weren't surrounding him, he stopped chasing them down.
"Airi, lead the way!"
Lin Baici urged her on, flicking his wrist.
Whoosh!
The blood flew off the Bronze Sword, leaving a streak across the floor.
"This way!"
Sannomiya Airi led him toward the back mountain at a run, looking a little puzzled.
Wasn't this purification going a little too smoothly?
She hadn't heard Suzuka Momoka mention this Rule Pollution. That meant it had been set up later. Since it was meant to guard the palace, the pollution had to be powerful. And yet Lin Baici had cleared it with just a few casual swings.
Honestly, this didn't feel like a lethal terror pollution. It was more like something designed to get Lin Baici excited.
Any emperor who cared about his reputation—unless he was a tyrant—would never build a pond of wine and a forest of meat,
then bring in a group of beautiful women and let himself hack at them for fun.
If he really did that, it wouldn't take more than a few months for the people to rise up in revolt.
"What are you thinking about?"
Lin Baici urged her on. "Hurry up!"
This pollution played on the image of beauties bathing in hot spring water, their skin smooth and glistening, heroes falling