PS: Um... I finally got enough words... I sent it out to show that we are still alive... We haven't become a grave... We... Um... I'm unable to write recently... I ask for forgiveness... We will work harder...

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The city after the disaster was silent, and the survivors silently sorted out their own things, and some people were holding the remains of their relatives and cried in a strong contrast with the clear blue sky.

In this quiet city, the chirping of an eagle echoed between the buildings, and a white figure was flying in the air. This figure seemed not to be a suicide who couldn't think of it, but was like an eagle falling from the sky, with its target being its own prey, an unprepared person, a person who was using magic to preserve the life of the Yellow Springs.

The sudden attack was shocked by everyone present. In the blink of an eye, Alice was pressed to the ground by the white figure, and then the cold sleeve sword pierced into Alice's heart without mercy. The bright red blood dripped onto the magic circle, like a rag, wiped off the graceful lines. The bright red chess pieces seemed to be more enchanting in the blood, but in Ji Zhi's eyes, the ray of light seemed to be mocking himself, mocking him for trying to make the dead absurd idea of ​​the world. Unconsciously, the sparks of anger ignited Ji Zhi's heart, and countless foxes emerged from Ji Zhi's clothes and glared at the extremely arrogant assassin. Not only Ji Zhi, but everyone present had already become alert and took out their weapons to aim at the assassinator.

However, the assassinator did not care about the attitude of others toward him at all. He just slowly pulled out his sleeve sword and used Alice's clothes to wipe the blood stains on the blade, without worrying about his safety at all. After all, there were more than a dozen people in the same costume as the assassin. They had already arrived behind the few people present and quietly controlled the people present.

The assassin glanced at the people present, and raised his hand without any hesitation. After making a gesture of disposal, he turned around and left. But this was Alice, who was supposed to die, suddenly raised her hand and grabbed the assassin's ankle: "It turned out to be Assassin, no wonder she never felt you."

As Alice's words ended, countless bright red chains rushed out from the ground, entangling the rest of the assassin. Through the white hood, you can see Assassin's shocked face: "How is this possible!?"

"If it were before, you must have succeeded." Listening to Alice's answer, Assassin could see the bright red pupils hidden in his silver hair. Assassin could clearly feel the pain that Alice brought to him, and his ankles were almost crushed, but this had nothing to do with Alice. He was still slowly answering Assassin's question: "But now, I guess you already know."

"Ah... it's true. For the demon, the heart is just a decoration, right?" Assassin endured the pain and spoke out the knowledge in ancient books. Then he mercilessly pulled out the saber hanging around his waist, intending to cut off Alice's arm. Alice would not stand still and let someone cut it off, let go of the other party's broken ankle, and then avoid the other party's attack.

"Congratulations, you answered correctly." Those who answered the question correctly must be rewarded, and the reward content was also very simple. Alice just gently patted Assassin's chest. Then Assassin hit the wall not far away like a shell. The collapsed chest was enough to indicate the other party's injuries. As for the other caught Assassin, the difference was the same. After solving the trouble in front of her, Alice was about to fulfill the agreement between herself and Ji Zhi, but the person who appeared in front of her made Alice temporarily give up her previous thoughts.

Because although this man hid his body under the bright red cloak, his short figure always exuded a surging breath, giving Alice a feeling that the other party was coming out of the Shura field. Soon the man stopped not far away and looked at Alice, and soon asked as if he was confirmation: "Is Alice Gnevre Eve?"

Hearing the other party's voice, Alice couldn't help but be stunned. She didn't respect the other party at all. She was actually a woman. Even so, Alice quickly returned to normal and replied with a little curious attitude: "I am, what do you call you?"

"Rider." Rider simply answered Alice's question, and then summoned her weapon, a long halberd that was more than twice as tall as her. Alice looked at the other party's weapon speechlessly, and then looked at the other party's figure. Looking at the two disproportionate things, they always felt that the other party was Lancer. No matter what Alice was thinking at this time, Ride had already waved the long halberd in the book and rushed to Alice. The black halberd mixed with a scorching breath, and directly slashed at Alice.

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"What a troublesome task..." In a hotel private room, a black-haired man lay lazily on the sofa, with many weapons scattered around the sofa, from crossbows to sabers, and a white cloak hung aside casually. If Alice had been here, she would have recognized the other person's identity - Assassin.

"It seems to be very troublesome at the moment." The blonde man standing at the window of the house nodded, agreeing with Assassin's words. Then he casually tasted the black tea in the cup, looked at the half-eating cake on the dining table, and asked helplessly: "Miss Ride has arrived?"

"Well... it's here." Assassin rubbed his temples with great headaches, then picked up a bottle of whiskey from the ground, opened the bottle cap easily, and said helplessly: "I am really a legendary general. When I saw a powerful opponent, I ran over without hesitation. Oh, my clone was accidentally injured again. Miss Ride, be careful!!!"

Looking at the nagging Assassin, the blonde man said nothing, or was already used to the other party's behavior. The blonde man rubbed his temples slightly helplessly, looked at the place where Alice and Ride were fighting outside the window, and said to himself: "Is the reason why Assassin is so silenced because of his professional relationship? He is usually too silent?"

"Ah? What did you say? Saber?" Assassin seemed to hear what the blonde man was saying, and asked curiously, but the other party just shrugged and said nothing. Since the other party was unwilling to say Assassin was too lazy to ask. With the help of his clone, he reached out to hook his cloak and covered him with his hands. After slamming, he stopped talking. It seemed that he planned to sleep. However, he was worried that Saber would disturb his sleep and ask about the situation on the scene, so he raised his hand and waved casually: "If you continue to fight like this, it is estimated that the two of them will fight for a while, but it seems that Miss Ride did not intend to do her best. After a long time of fighting, the Red Rabbit Horse was not summoned, and humans began to surround him."
Chapter completed!