Chapter 119: Coin of Destiny (1)
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I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey Chapter 119: Coin of Destiny (1)

The fuming Colin had just taken a step out of his store, eager to prove his courage when he hurriedly retreated back.

Of course, this wasn't because he was overcome by sudden fear.

Instead, he realized he had forgotten to bring along his demon exorcising gear. He wasn't about to charge foolishly to his death just like that.

Even if he were to die, he needed to first expose that demon's true self!

In just the span of two weeks, Colin had turned his neighbor from an 'honest man' into an 'evil spirit' before upgrading him to a 'demon.’

Colin's plump body jiggled as he rummaged through the cabinets.

"Where is it?

"Where's my holy water?

"I remember that there was still a little left..."

After Father Vincent had left, Colin was both angry and afraid. In his bid to vent, he had smashed almost everything but his beloved television, sparing nothing and turning this place into a 'trash heap.'

The holy water was buried somewhere within. Fortunately, Colin had been rather prudent and had used a sturdy glass bottle to store it. Otherwise, he would have to concoct another batch... or leak it off the floor to turn his body into a sacred exorcism tool.

"Ah!I found it!"

Colin raised the bottle in his hand. There was still a fifth of holy water remaining in the transparent glass bottle.

This boss of the audio-visual store had a staid personality. He would sprinkle holy water conscientiously in all corners of the store three times a day, and his holy water consumption was rather large.

With some hesitation, Colin muttered, "Will it be effective enough with just this much left... It should at least cause some bodily harm to this demon, right?"

Making his normally lazy mind think hard proved to be somewhat difficult.

At this moment, he suddenly realized a gleaming object near his feet.

Colin bent down and picked it up.

It was a thin coin, about the size of two fingernails.

He vaguely recalled having heard something that sounded like the chime of metal falling when he had once kicked his sofa in a fit of rage just now.

Perhaps, this co

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