That's right, the seemingly vicissitudes of life uncle next to Regner is not a man at all, she is an authentic, even very beautiful woman.

She is the number one assassin in the Assassination Department of the Imperial Intelligence Agency of the Stoke Empire: One.

The reason why Regner can recognize her is actually because of the eyes of Number One, this woman's eyes are very special. Her dark eyes sometimes seemed inscrutable, and what was contained in them was almost completely incomprehensible. But sometimes, she's like a stray puppy begging for someone. It looks so helpless, so pitiful. Whenever Regner saw her eyes, he always had a strange feeling, as if he had been looking at them for thousands of years, so familiar, but Regner could not remember where he had seen them.

And it was precisely because of this look that Regner recognized Number One just now. Although this man with a beard looks like a beard, his overall temperament makes Regner feel extremely familiar. Coupled with that unique look, Regner was almost instantly sure that this man was the number one in disguise!

"Number One?" Regner turned his head slightly to look at Number One, who was walking quietly beside him, and couldn't help but start thinking about this man.

It's really strange to say, Regner and One's first meeting was accompanied by a battle of swords and swords. At that time, No. 1 was extremely ruthless and ruthless, and Regner had no doubt that the slightest negligence in the first battle that day would cost him his life.

But then the relationship between No. 1 and herself suddenly took a turn for the worse, and after No. 1 saw her alone, her attitude took a turn of nearly 180 degrees, and from then on, Regner suddenly felt that this No. 1 and himself were not enemies. No, more than that, he always felt that the relationship between No. 1 and himself was not ordinary, very unusual. Regner felt that Number One knew him well, even more than Erin or Annelot or Inniris.

It's not some inference, it's not some speculation, it's just an instinct that comes out of nowhere. To Regner's bewilderment, he seemed to trust his instincts very much. So much so that now the most terrible assassins of the Stoke Empire have run to Melindell and run in front of him, and he still hasn't exposed her.

Ragner couldn't figure out what was going on, but he had a strong instinct. This woman is not her enemy, and she will not do anything to harm herself. Belch...... The time she instigated Sasha to hack herself in front of Erin and Iniles didn't count......

Regardless, Regner didn't subdue Number One with a strange mentality. He wanted to see what Number One was doing here, and ...... The woman also seemed to believe in Regner, and she looked really relaxed when she stood next to Regner, as if she was not at all vigilant.

This made Regner even more embarrassed to act, and the woman saved her life anyway.

Just when Regner's mind was in a mess because of the sudden appearance of Number One, they followed Joffrey to the heart of the ball, which was an open flat field, not to mention fighting, even if it was enough to race.

"What weapon do you need?" asked Halson coldly, saying this to give himself a reason to get a weapon at his disposal. Halson is not good at hand-to-hand combat, and a two-handed sword can make him use his strongest strength.

"I don't need weapons. No. 1, dressed as a man, replied very easily, and she began to move her body, first her shoulders, then her waist, and finally her knees and elbows. Ragner looked at One's muscular thighs and couldn't help but wonder how this guy had changed his size. He remembered that although No. 1 was plump, there was no fat in the thin area, and it was impossible for the thighs to be so thick.

"......" Halson watched Number One relax and warm up there, and couldn't help but be a little unsure of this guy's strength. Although under the cultivation of various rare and exotic medicines in the family, Halsen had already reached the seventeenth level of Dou Qi. But this guy is also a little negligent in the training of martial arts because he lingers in the flowers on weekdays. If he didn't use a weapon, Halson wasn't sure if he would be able to handle this guy who jumped out of nowhere in an uncovered fight.

"If bare hands are your most proficient form of combat. Halson said this rather shamelessly, and then took out a two-meter-long giant sword from his space pocket. Unlike the occasional decorative sword that his brothers wore on patrol, this greatsword was a true weapon of killing. Whether it's the blood-letting groove, the glowing blade, or the rust caused by the prolonged staining of blood, the weapon is a testament to how brutal this weapon can be.

Regner couldn't help but take a step forward when he saw the weapon, he wanted to scold Halson for being shameless, or let Number One come down and play himself.

But Number One turned her head, and this woman's eyes always conveyed her mind accurately. And this time, Regner saw joy, relief, and comfort in her eyes.

"I'm glad you can worry about me. But don't worry, that guy can't help me, I'll be fine. ”

If Number One had spoken, he would have said something like this. But she could convey so much information just by looking at her. And Regner did put his mind at ease after reading her eyes, and watched there quietly.

Erin, who was standing on the sidelines, watched Regner and the MI agent playing there, and couldn't help but be confused: why did that uncle keep throwing ...... Brother Regna Ogle...... And Brother Regna seems to be very useful...... I've heard that the upper class aristocrats always have some weird fetishes...... Could it be ...... No...... No...... My brother won't become a!

One glanced at Erin, whose face was cloudy, as if by accident, and saw that she was able to stand beside Regner so calmly, and One's eyes flashed with envy and jealousy. But she didn't say much, just put on a posture, ready to vent all the dissatisfaction in her heart on Halson's head.

"Huge weapons don't give you much of an advantage. Number One said to Halson with a lesson: "On the contrary, without the support of Douqi, it is difficult for your physical strength to support you to use such a heavy weapon. I'll let you understand that in a moment. ”

"Nobody from where. Halson slung the greatsword on his shoulder, and he cracked his mouth into a cruel smile: "How dare you point fingers at me!"

Halsen's body exploded in speed in an instant, although there was no support from the fighting spirit, but his body, which had been nourished by natural resources and treasures since childhood, was really not covered. As he charged, Regner felt a strong wind blow in his face, followed by a loud slash of the greatsword on the ground mixed with rubble.

Regner held Erin in his back, then sparked his fighting spirit to shield out the flying floor shards. Although these things are not very powerful, they are still very dangerous if they reach the eyes or some soft parts.

Regner narrowed his eyes and looked at the smoke and dust with some concern, and he secretly prayed in his heart that he would not see the No. 1 corpse on the spot after the smoke and dust were blown away, which would really be a bit ruined.

Thankfully, the scene that ruined the three views did not happen after all. When the smoke cleared, Number One was still standing there relaxedly, she stepped on the sword of the Halson Greatsword with one foot, and looked at the red-faced man in front of her with a playful expression on her face: "Didn't I say it, it's difficult for you to wield such a heavy weapon without the support of your fighting spirit, why? Can't even lift the sword so quickly?"

"Drink!" Halson let out a low growl, the muscles in his arms swelling and cracking his gown open.

Several masters present at this time actually saw that Halson used his fighting spirit at the moment of exerting his strength, but because of Halson's identity, no one opened his mouth to stop it at this time. Is it necessary to offend the Minister of Justice and Lord Alfred and Prince Joffrey behind him for the sake of an unknown MID assassin?

With the help of Dou Qi, Halson finally raised his greatsword, but a wonderful scene also appeared. One stood on the tip of Halson's sword like a paper figure without any weight, her body standing straight and looking at Halson with a relaxed smile on her face.

"What kind of balance is this?" Regner couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he saw this scene, and now, he finally understood that in the battle between himself and No. 1, this woman was released nine times out of ten.

When Halson saw that No. 1 was actually standing on his two-handed sword, he couldn't help but turn red with anger.

He let out a loud shout and began to swing his blade in a haphazard manner.

One let out a soft snort, and she leaped high, letting Halson swing his weapon like an idiot.

Halson didn't understand where One was going at first, and when he looked up after a second or two, Number One was falling from the sky with his head and feet on his feet. The expression on her face was still relaxed and playful, and the woman stretched out her calloused thick palm and pressed it directly against Halson's head.

Halson, whose eyes were covered, panicked, but then he felt something slippery cut down his throat. When he regained his vision again, One was landing on the ground with a light backflip. He bowed gracefully to Halson, and then smiled at Halson, who was stunned.

"I guess that's enough, right? You're losing, Halson. Regner couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, but at the same time he was secretly amazed by the delicate and deadly combat skills of One.

Just now, No. 1 sealed Halson's vision with his left hand, and then bent his left arm slightly, causing his body to continue to fall. Then the female assassin silently reached out her right hand, which no one noticed, and slashed lightly at Halson's throat.

At this time, a slender red line remained in Halson's throat. Everyone understood that if the assassin had been holding a dagger in his hand, then Halson would now be holding his bleeding throat and twitching unconsciously. Who is this MI agent? How can he have such a good fighting skill? Or is the quality of the MI agent already so high?

For a while, the nobles were talking about No. 1's amazing performance.

Number One didn't speak, but with a small gesture that no one noticed, he put away the lipstick that had just wiped Halson's throat.