I Want to Be a Happy Superman

For example, on a dimly lit street in the northern district where no one was around, two drunken demons were having a drunken spree.

Just then, a childlike yet mechanically calm voice suddenly rang out from the darkness.

"--Do you guys want to play with me?"

A woman stood in the dim light of the streetlights.

No, she can't be called a woman, but rather a petite blue-haired loli.

Her eyes were a deep, pale blue, like the ocean, and she wore a knee-length cloak over her entire body, barefoot.

"Tch... she's clearly just a kid." One of the men looked somewhat disappointed after seeing her appearance.

The two men looked at each other, their expressions nonchalant.

They would be drawn to the girl, swaying as they approached, entirely because of her unusually beautiful appearance.

Her skin was translucent and fair, her eyes were large, and her facial features were perfectly symmetrical.

She possessed a faint aura of a living being, resembling a fairy.

"We can't take hitting on a man late at Yotsuba Miya as a joke."

One of the eerie-looking men spoke flippantly, holding a demon registration card in his hand, proving their demonic identity.

Two men, both around twenty years old, surrounded the girl from the left and right. One of them had an eerie aura, while the other wore a black PR-style suit with brown hair and exuded a rough and aggressive vibe.

The eerie man bared his fangs, revealing his demonic nature; he was a D-class vampire.

It's highly likely that the man's sexual arousal upon seeing the young girl triggered his vampire impulses.

The other person rudely pulled off the bracelet on his right hand, so that nothing could suppress the demon's power anymore.

With his shirt off, his muscles bulged, and his back was covered in brown mane, indicating that he had become a beastman.

"It might leave a little shadow in your heart, but don't blame me."

The men stared at the girl with bright, excited eyes. But the girl's expression remained unchanged; she looked up at the two men with a hint of sorrow, her gaze filled with sympathy.

At that moment, another voice rang out—

"--The city that never sleeps, where demons strut around with their heads held high, this artificial island is practically a cursed, decadent metropolis."

A gentle yet sorrowful voice came from behind the two demons. The unusual noise appeared without warning, and they turned around in fright.

A man stood in the shadowy corner of a streetlamp.

He was a foreigner wearing a priestly robe and with his blond hair shaved into a buzz cut.

He had a metal monocle embedded in his left eye, which looked like an eye patch. He was probably over 190 centimeters tall and looked to be around 40 years old, but the large muscles in his shoulders made him look much younger than his age.

The deterrent effect it brings is probably only comparable to that of a certain tax-evading priest.

However, despite his already robust physique, one could vaguely see metal armor beneath his robes.

Those were the armored suits used by the military's heavy infantry units, exuding a powerful sense of intimidation.

The middle-aged man was holding a metal crescent axe in his right hand. It was a battle axe with a huge blade, and its weight must have been considerable, yet the man wielded it with ease.

"Are you a mage?" the vampire man asked menacingly.

"Since you were watching, you should know, right? This woman approached us first, so there's no reason for her to lecture us. Get out of the way."

The beast-like man also warned in a hoarse, indistinct voice.

"I knew everything, which is why I asked them to play with us. I was deliberately looking for trouble."

The man in the robes stared expressionlessly at the two demons, raising the blade of his axe towards them.

"You old geezer, how dare you look down on us... So that brat was with you, wasn't he?"

As the vampire man spoke, he revealed that they were originally a demon race with a penchant for killing, and the irrepressible urge to slaughter made him growl and bare his fangs.

"As you wish, I'll kill you!"

With a powerful leap, the orc's body accelerated explosively, and his sharp claws ripped heavily towards the face of the unsuspecting man.

The battle axe in the robed man's hand was easily deflected. His expression twisted in astonishment. The orc attacked repeatedly, but the result was the same.

"The speed is fast, but it's too monotonous. As expected, it's no match for the regular orc soldiers of the Night Empire. How pathetic..."

The reinforced armor beneath the middle-aged man's robe emitted a sound like a wild beast's roar as it operated, its muscle strength amplified to the limit, causing the road surface to crack rapidly and the air to rumble.

The man swung his battle axe swiftly, leaving trails of afterimages; the lightning-fast strike caught the orc off guard, leaving him no time to react.

"Gah..." The axe blade fell from the shoulder to the waist, slicing the orc's massive body away. Warm blood splattered everywhere, and the surrounding area was filled with the smell of blood.

The sounds of bones cracking and flesh being cut came a moment too late. A human would have died on the spot.

Even for orcs with their strong vitality, such a severe injury is a matter of life and death.

"Asshole..."

Staring blankly at his injured companion, the vampire man roared.

"My name is Rudolf Eustach, a priest of Lotharingia," the middle-aged man said without changing his expression.

"I don't care who you are, I'm going to kill you." With his vicious nature fully revealed, he unleashed dark magic power from his left leg.

"Kill him, Scorching Hooves!"

The magic materialized into a distorted, flame-laden horse, which then pounced on the man in the magic robe.

That was a beast scorching hot at 1,000 degrees Celsius.

The air rippled and swayed with the heat, leaving behind a burnt smell on the ground ravaged by the fire.

The man seemed to have been waiting for a long time, a smile appearing on his lips. The completely unexpected sight made the vampire man's eyes widen.

An invisible barrier appeared before the man in the robed robe, blocking the attack from the scorching demonic horse.

The girl standing next to Priest had created a wondrous barrier to protect him.

Blocked by the barrier, the familiar's flames could not reach its opponent. However, the girl's defensive barrier seemed insufficient to completely repel the familiar. The pressure caused by the clash between the barrier and the flames made the air ripple. Then, the girl let out a weak breath, as if she could not withstand the intense energy conflict.

"It seems there's room for improvement. Tonight's experiment is over, Astarte."

Rudolf observed the girl's reaction and said with some regret.

"Yes, Sir Priest."

The blue-haired girl named Astarte quietly closed her eyes.

She pulled open her straw hat and coat, and announced in a monotone, artificial voice, "Command received. Execute, Rose's Fingertips."

As soon as she finished speaking, magic burst forth from the gaps in her long robe and coat.

It was a clear arm emitting a pale white light, much larger than the girl's slender body.

It was as if the hand that seemed to pierce through her lower abdomen was a living snake, which, with a bow and a thrust, pierced through the vampire's familiar.

Its body was pierced through, and the fiery horse roared in pain.

The attack from the transparent arm did not stop; it swept across repeatedly, as if trying to devour the Flame Beast.

Unable to maintain its physical form, the familiar vanished, and the vampire man collapsed on the spot. Unable to move due to the loss of a large amount of magic power, his lips trembled with fear.

"How could this be..."

Rudolf calmly stated, "Using a more powerful familiar to fight another familiar makes it easy to defeat. The principle is simple."

"How could that be... You're saying that's a familiar? She, she's clearly not a vampire..."

The vampire choked as he looked at the enormous hand extending from the girl's body.

Looking coldly down at the two fallen demons, she said, "Although they are not worth killing, if left unattended, they will perish along with the artificial island sooner or later. Astarte, show them mercy."

Rudolf, expressionless, gave the order to the blue-haired girl. The vampire, sensing the meaning behind his words, trembled and tried to flee.

The girl looked at the man with her pale blue eyes, her lips trembling as she said, "Command received."

The enormous arm, emitting a pale white light, began to writhe like a malevolent beast, followed by two mournful screams.

Chapter 364 I Want to Be a Happy Superman

Snap, snap, snap!

"What a perfect performance."

Astarothie mercilessly absorbed all the magic power of the defeated demons.

Just then, crisp applause suddenly rang out, breaking the silence of the night.

Astarothie and Rudolf instinctively looked up.

Looking in the direction of the sound, three figures could be seen slowly emerging from the darkness in the distance.

The person in the middle at the head of the group was a young man, with a woman to his left. The woman possessed stunning beauty, and her blonde hair was not ostentatious at all, but rather as natural and soft as gilded gold.

In her right hand she held the hand of a silver-haired loli. Her unadorned face showed neither joy nor sorrow, and even after witnessing two demons die before her eyes, she maintained a calmness beyond her years.

Rudolf was certain he didn't know these three people at all, and their presence at this time and place made it seem as if they were after him.

Even Rudolf couldn't help but become wary for a moment.

Who are you?

Rudolf looked at the young man at the head of the group and asked.

"Wandering around outside at this hour? Be careful, you might get kidnapped by a demon!"

Seemingly realizing that the young man was not a demon, his tone softened considerably, carrying a hint of admonition and goodwill.

Mahiro smiled slightly:

"Let me introduce myself. I am Yotsuba Mahiro, an external attack mage from Itogami Island. As for why I'm still wandering around at this time... I'm mainly here to find you. I'm Rudolf Eustach, a monk from the Church of Lotharingia."

"Yotsuba Mahiro..."

Rudolf pondered the name for a moment, his gaze immediately sharpening!

He had naturally heard of this name before; in fact, whether it was the demon race, the church, or any other major power, no one hadn't heard of it.

Of course, the stories associated with this name are also well-known.

To crush the Third True Ancestor with a human body and firmly grasp the Fourth Progenitor is an unprecedented feat.

Not to mention that the other party's target is themselves.

Rudolf slowly tightened his grip on the crescent-shaped battle axe, his expression gradually turning grim.

Seeing that Rudolf seemed ready to make a move, Alpha frowned slightly and calmly said:

"Calm down, Rudolf Eustach. We mean no harm. We've come here simply to make a deal with you."

"Trade?"

Rudolf's gaze fell on the blonde woman, and only then did he see her face clearly.

He was dressed in a tight-fitting black combat suit, with a silver-white longsword at his waist. Besides his flawless appearance, he also had a pair of pointed ears visible beneath his long, golden hair that swayed in the evening breeze.

"... Elf."

Rudolf's voice grew even more serious.

Spirits exist in this world; for example, Yuantang Yuan of the Lion King Agency is a spirit.

However, the number of elves is extremely small.

They have long lifespans and are born with spiritual power, but compared to other demons, the number of elves is extremely rare. They would be at least SSR level if they were in a gacha pool.

Rudolf never expected that Yotsuba Mahiro would have a spirit by her side!

If he knew that he had a whole bunch of elves like Alpha, he would probably be shocked.

Just as Rudolf was observing Alpha, Mahiro spoke up again, drawing his attention.

"That's right, it's a deal. Mr. Rudolf, I know your purpose for coming here is to retrieve the Saint's Right Arm that was once lost by the Western European Church, right? I can help you get it back."

Upon hearing his words, Rudolf's brows furrowed immediately.

He never expected this man to know his purpose, let alone offer to help him retrieve the remains...

What do you want from me?

"Very cautious, but I enjoy talking to intelligent people."