Chapter 13 Exorcist Snow

The time traveler's arrogance prevented Snow from fully respecting the real world, so the world soon dealt him a heavy blow.

At first Snow thought that he was not an ordinary child, but in the eyes of others, Snow was just an oriental beggar who had fallen into a foreign land.

Even if he wanted to work, there was no formal place willing to accept him, he had no household registration, and he didn't have a body that could be considered a labor force.

Those messy so-called "ideas" in my mind hit a wall before they even started.

Snow also has to be wary of the bad guys who are coveting him at all times. As a homeless child, he is most loved by the vicious mafia.

And he looks so cute, with that fair little face, how popular he might be in that special wealthy circle?

In a semi-civilized society, any bad possibility will happen to Snow.

And the most terrible thing is that in this era, there are frequent wars in many local areas. If he were not young enough, he would have been directly arrested by the street patrols and sent to the army.

"What if... I find that Kuros and he sells me out again..."

Snow, who looked gloomy, was completely immersed in his painful memories, and even forgot to condemn Komuyi.

He squatted on the ground in a daze and kept drawing circles with the [Demon-Slaying Holy Flame]...

"Uh...but...is it so scary? No...but, Snow, you are already a mature child..."

Komuyi stammered, with the appearance of the child in front of him, even he couldn't bear to continue to gloat about his misfortune.

I didn't expect that the other party would have such an unbearable past. Speaking of which, he suggested that Marshal Kuros lead the newcomers and give them some training. It seems that this was the idea given by him who had just joined the Black Order?

But the order has been signed and cannot be changed again no matter what.

"Well... how about you think of it as some exercise, face Marshal Kuros again, and get rid of your inner demons?"

The people in the science class behind him had already heard all about Snow's crying, and they couldn't help but sympathize with him.

The sentimental Johnny even took off his glasses and couldn't help but shed a few tears.

It's really too miserable.

"Ah... forget it, no one cares about my feelings anyway, the marshal will sell me, my boss will abandon me... no one cares about my feelings.

So what if I am an exorcist, in this cold black tower, I can't feel the warmth of home, only mutual persecution.

At only 16 years old, I still have to face life-and-death tasks every day, and I don't even have time to rest... I'd rather die.

Ah!!! I'm going to carry out the mission, set off now, don't worry about me..."

After the atmosphere stagnated for a while, Snow stood up talking to himself, drooped his head, and walked feebly toward his room.

He muttered words full of negative energy, and his tone was so heavy that if you stick to it even a little bit, you will suffer from depression.

Pulling away the task form, Snow walked outside like a walking zombie.

"Director Komuyi...you have really gone too far. Snow is already so pitiful. Why do you still remind him of the shadow of his childhood just for your own selfish desires?"

After Snow's bleak figure left, the sympathetic science class immediately rushed forward, grabbed Komuyi's shoulders, shook him vigorously, and scolded him.

"Hiccup... I don't know either! I didn't mean to do it, please let me go!"

Komuyi was also at a loss. Although he tried hard to explain, he was still criticized by everyone for being embarrassed. His glasses were crooked and his hat fell off.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, that's it!"

"Go tell Snow about this..."

"Alas! Brother really went too far this time."

"Ah! Even Li Nali..."

Komuyi suddenly felt like an arrow had hit his knee, and his whole body turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Okay, okay, I'm issuing some additional instructions and give Snow some compensation!"

Komuyi had no choice but to pull out a piece of paper again, intending to make some changes to the original order.

"Give Snow a companion! It's so lonely on the journey alone."

"It should be the most luxurious boat ticket and carriage, so that he can get full material satisfaction before facing his inner shadow."

"...It's better to add more money."

Everyone in the science class came together and made suggestions.

"Okay, okay...materials, money, companions...etc., where are the companions? There are no extra manpower (exorcists) in the cult."

Komuyi bit the end of his pen and thought with some embarrassment.

"Li Nali is still here! Let's just go on a date together..."

I don’t know who the suggestion came from.

"Oh yes, Li Nali is going to date as a companion... Wait, Li Nali?

My sister Li Nali?"

Komuyi was a little dazed by the noise. He was just about to start writing when he suddenly came to his senses.

"No, no, no, no, absolutely not..."

When Komuyi came back to his senses, he suddenly became excited, made a deafening cry of protest, and tore the paper in front of him to pieces.

"Damn it, I almost got caught in it."

Komuyi angrily threw the torn paper into the trash can, and then signed another one.

"That's all. If you want love or not, let him go and enjoy it."

Komuyi fiercely stamped the seal of his room manager on the form, and said that no matter what others said, he would never accept it.

Additional funding, large additional funding...

Not long after, a thick envelope appeared in Snow's hand. When he opened it, he saw that it was full of large ten-dollar banknotes.

"Hey hey hey..."

Snow, who was hiding behind the door of his room, showed a smile that showed success.

With this huge sum of money, he can enjoy himself while performing tasks instead of going back with the invoice to the stingy Komuyi for reimbursement.

The Black Order is obviously very rich, but as their superior, Komuyi tightly controls everyone's money bags.

He is only willing to invest money in his insignificant inventions, as well as the money-grubber in the science class.

It would be great if some people come out and improve everyone's lives.

Snow gently slapped his face with the thick stack of banknotes, sniffing the ink fragrance of the money on his face intoxicated.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Although Snow looked like he was obsessed with money, what he said in the office before was true, but it was just a slight exaggeration of the harm to his heart.

Such a trivial matter as winning sympathy was easy for Snow. Anyway, he relied on it to sneak all the way back to London that year.

Taking off the coat hanging on the hanger, Snow put on his big black trench coat with a rose cross pattern as if it were a war robe, accompanied by a "hula" sound stirring in the air.

Then he gently patted the holster at the hem of his windbreaker with his right hand, which contained his equipment-type demon-killing weapon [Demon-Slaying Holy Flame].

"good, boy (good boy)"

Then, as if something suddenly occurred to him, he gently touched his left eye with his right hand.

Then he let out a meaningful smile, "Bad boy..."

After finishing tidying up, Snow opened the door and left without looking back.

Equipment-based exorcist, Snow Zhang—online.

The mission begins.

I've thought about it all. If I can't sign the contract with 100,000 words, I will withdraw the book and change it to internal submission. Then I will be reincarnated in the dirty land. I have already thought of a new name, "The Judge of the Exorcist Boy" hehe.
Chapter completed!