Once You're Aboard a Pirate Ship, Don't Think of Getting Off

"Stop dreaming about reincarnation!" Leon pulled out his awl, extracting a faceted crystal from Sun Xiaochuan's chest.

He sprinkled some medicinal powder over Sun Xiaochuan's chest, tossed him onto the sofa, grabbed the faceted crystal, and put it into a bag before continuing deeper into the house.

Even throughout Leon's career as a hunter, he had rarely seen a case like this—an entire family targeted by the Myriad Phenomena Organization.

As he passed through the living room, Leon twisted aside to evade a sickly green beam. The awl flew from his hand and nailed itself into the door, halting the boy as he tried to retreat back into his room.

Then Leon's body jolted forward like a tiger pouncing on prey, pinning the boy against the corner wall. One slap struck his head, knocking crooked the mouth that had been opening and closing as it chanted a spell. Once the boy had been dazed senseless, Leon yanked the awl from the door.

"Get the hell out of his body!" Leon pulled a slender needle, as though polished from ruby, from one of the little cloth pouches hanging off his belt and drove it straight into the boy's head.

A wisp of black gas was drawn from the boy's head along with the needle. His constantly twisting body instantly collapsed to the floor. The ball of black gas continued struggling to escape the red needle's restraint, but it was completely powerless.

Leon shook his head at the boy sprawled on the floor.

So young, yet already haunted by a soul from another world. He had even used his life force to cast a spell. He would probably face the crisis of baldness before he turned thirty.

That was truly terrifying.

Leon touched his slightly high hairline and felt that he could