There was a crash.
John carried a basin of cold water mixed with ice cubes and unceremoniously poured it all on the face of the unconscious man in black.
The cold stimulation made the ninja twitch violently, and with a violent cough, he woke up from the thick carpet.
When he opened his eyes and saw the blond boy standing in front of him for the first time, his pupils shrank instantly and his body instinctively shrank back, as if he had seen some terrifying monster.
Lynn is still sitting peacefully on the sofa, playing with the pen that already has some Transfiguration in it.
Golden Retriever Buddy Although a little scared, he still squatted down next to Lynn's legs dutifully and bared his teeth at the man in black on the ground.
"Don't be so nervous. If he wants to kill you, you are now the same as the five companions on Lawn outside."
Lynn threw Transfiguration's pen on the coffee table and made a soft sound, "Now, let's talk about something useful. Yamato Conglomerate sent you here. Are you planning to kill me as well, or do you just want to get rid of this child?"
"... Forget it, killing anyone is unforgivable."
"However, being honest will make it easier for you."
The ninja gritted his teeth and stared at Lynn without saying a word.
As a dead soldier trained by the Genji Clan, he knows what it means once the mission fails.
His throat rolled, and his chin stretched forward imperceptibly.
But he underestimated John's reaction speed.
The boy just bent down casually, pinched the ninja's chin accurately with his white fingers, and then twisted it gently.
With a soft click, the ninja's jaw was dislocated, his mouth opened uncontrollably, and a black poison sac hidden in his molar fell out mixed with blood and rolled onto the carpet.
"Lynn, he wanted to commit suicide by biting that black thing." John clapped his hands and stood up, looking at Lynn as if he was taking credit.
"Well done, John." Lynn glanced at the poison sac and rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, "It seems that these Japan guests are more old-fashioned than I thought. What age are they? They are still playing the trick of a dead man biting poison."
Now that the poison sac for suicide was prepared, Lynn knew that conventional interrogation might not yield anything valuable.
Apart from obeying orders, these thoroughly brainwashed ninjas probably don't have many core secrets of the consortium.
Just when Lynn was considering whether to notify Security Department of Vought International directly to take over this troublesome matter, the night wind outside the Manor suddenly became more rapid.
The yard, which was originally buzzing with insects, fell into a deathly silence at this moment.
Buddy suddenly turned around twice anxiously and let out a low roar in the direction of the pushed-open French window.
John Azure's eyes suddenly narrowed. He turned his head and looked at the dark oak forest outside the Manor.
In his Super Hearing, there was a heavy and chaotic sound of footsteps stepping on Lawn, accompanied by a strong, disgusting rancid smell.
"Lynn, someone is coming outside again."
John took a step forward and blocked Lynn behind him, "And he brought a big thing with him."
As John finished speaking, the sensor lights in the Manor's yard lit up one after another.
Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, Lynn could clearly see that a middle-aged man wearing gray and white hunting clothes had appeared in the yard at some point.
Beside that man, crouched a huge monster that looked like a wolf.
The monster was more than two meters tall, with black bristles all over its body, and a pair of eyes that glowed with green light.
Its limbs were thick and deformed, and its claws were still stained with mud and saliva. Every time it took a breath, a stream of gray-black mist came out of its mouth.
This is what Japan Onmyōji relies on to survive. Shikigami was cultivated using spells and demon power.
"What a bunch of useless trash."
Onmyōji, who was wearing hunting clothes, glanced at the corpses of the ninjas on the ground, then raised his head, looked across the floor-to-ceiling windows, and locked his eyes on John and Lynn in the living room.
He spoke blunt English, his tone full of condescension and arrogance. "Sir Genji and Elder are indeed right. You are indeed quite capable. Even Shadow Corps can be defeated by you. However, there are limits to the power of mortals after all."
Onmyōji took out a Talisman Paper with red runes from his sleeve and held it between his two fingers.
"Let my Inugami teach you what reverence for traditional power is."
Lynn looked at Onmyōji who was standing on Lawn talking nonsense, and then looked at the huge monster that stepped on Lawn that he carefully maintained, leaving mud everywhere, and frowned deeply.
"I just had the gardener mow the grass yesterday."
Lynn's voice is a little cold.
"And it stinks so much that it makes the air in the house dirty."
John nodded in agreement. He turned his head and looked at Lynn, "Lynn, can I get rid of this big dog? It doesn't look obedient at all. Buddy is better behaved."
"Go." Lynn picked up a glass of cold water on the coffee table and took a sip, "Don't make the carpet in the living room dirty. It was just replaced yesterday."
John nodded, turned around, and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling window with brisk steps.
Onmyōji on Lawn heard the conversation between the two and felt that he had been greatly insulted.
He was a high-ranking Onmyōji, and he brought his Shikigami, whom he had painstakingly cultivated for many years, to carry out the assassination mission. Not only did these two people not show any expressions of fear, but they were still feeling sorry for their Lawn and the carpet?
"Seeking death! Tear him to pieces, Inugami!"
Onmyōji suddenly waved out the Talisman Paper in his hand. The Talisman Paper spontaneously ignited in the air without wind, turning into a red light that penetrated the huge evil wolf's eyebrows.
After receiving the order, Inugami let out a deafening roar, and kicked off Lawn with its thick hind legs. The huge body was like an out-of-control heavy-duty truck, carrying a gust of wind, and pounced directly towards John who came out with its bloody mouth.
Faced with such absolute oppression in terms of size, John didn't even make a move to dodge.
He just stood quietly on the steps, looking at the huge mouth of the abyss that was getting closer and closer to him and exuding a foul smell.
The boy slowly raised his right hand that looked white and soft.
If it is not resolved within three seconds, the order will be considered a dead end.