The night was already deep. A bright moon hung overhead, stars dotted the sky, and the evening breeze brushed against her cheeks with a cool touch. Silver moonlight spilled across the ground, while the mournful chirping of crickets echoed everywhere.
The fragrance of night filled the air, weaving a soft net that shrouded every sight within it. Everything her eyes touched seemed covered by that soft net. Even the grass and trees no longer felt as real as they did in daylight. They bore hazy, ethereal colors; each concealed its finer details and guarded its secrets, creating a dreamlike illusion.
If only those eerie flames were not drifting about, and the undead that should not exist in this world were not wandering ahead!
At that moment, a girl dressed in shrine maiden robes stood beneath the moon. A bow and a quiver full of arrows were slung across her back, while she held an exquisite and beautiful katana in her hand. Staring at what lay ahead, she took a deep breath!
The shrine maiden looked no older than fourteen, yet her beauty had already begun to bloom.
A simple, elegant hair ribbon; clear, deep spiritual eyes; a fair and lovely oval face; soft, jet-black hime-cut hair. Her delicate features, paired with shrine maiden robes of white and crimson, gave her an air of holiness and nobility.
Her eyes were like Black Jade, revealing not the slightest ripple of emotion. Her pale pink cherry lips held a firm yet wistful smile, as though she were untouched by the dust of the mortal world...
To topple kingdoms and cities—nothing more than this!
"Come on. I can do this."
The beautiful young shrine maiden encouraged herself and continued forward step by step. This was the first demon-exorcising mission she had accepted alone. Without