Verse 642: The Long Night II.

Marceau stood on the side of the street, the cat cub squatted next to the cubs of the prairie elves, and watched the puppet show operated by the Cylisian players with them, today's show is still the little guys' favorite to watch the knight and princess play, seeing the end of the play, Marceau stood up, watching these little guys pester the players to do another play, the cat cub retreated with satisfaction. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the years of the invasion of New Eden, Marceau could only see the pain of displacement, the tragedy of the separation of his wife, and the daily life full of happiness and joy like this, in Marceau's eyes...... It's so precious.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the daily life is, there will be a day when it will be broken by the war, just like Mr. Edmund's once beautiful and happy life has become a thing of the past overnight...... So, just as someone had to stop the invading army of madmen and madmen of New Eden, there was also someone to bring retribution for the murderers who had brought Mr. Aemond to his death.

Walking down the street, watching the steppe elves, the Tyre halflings and the humans and the tall elves running together, Marceau was in a trance in the night, and remembered that after he opened his heart with Flame, it was also like this night, the kitten and the cat girl walked in the moonlight, telling each other their own stories, Marceau mentioned his experience when he was young, mentioned the kindness of the girls to him, and mentioned that he felt that he was not worthy of the girls...... And Flame mentioned the friendship between the five-color teams, the path he had traveled over the years, and the stupid and heart-wrenching brother of his.

Sighing, Marceau looked at the street a little distracted, remembering that back then, he naively thought that they should be relatively close to each other...... Actually, it's not at all, for more than a year, Marceau has thoroughly understood that the encounter with the flame is just a small beauty in fate, so wonderful cat girl is afraid that it will never appear in her eyes again, the world has changed too much, and Marceau feels that the current flame ...... It's not at all the cat girl who would make her long hair into braids, wear red-framed flat glasses, and accompany herself to the CM Comic Con for a day.

There are human players on the side of the road playing guitars, singing a recently popular Chinese song, an old song found from the ruins, the original song is sung by a man with a hoarse voice, and this human is also an uncle, hoarse, so he sings excellently: "If you have sincerely and sincerely giving, you should be satisfied." "It doesn't look like a Cyris, but he sings the right words.

May you and I not suffer in vain.

Many elves and steppe elves stood beside him and listened to the melody, and Marceau strode forward, and the song gradually became inaudible, and the kitten finally sighed and sang along.

Walking around the corner, Marceau came to a big mansion, looking at the family crest on the door, the cat cub pushed open the courtyard door, looked at the wide open hall, looked at the people of the Kington family who were sitting or standing, the cat cub smiled naturally like the boy next door: "It turns out, everyone is here." ”

In the next second, the crossbow arrow flew from a distance, Marceau gave way to the side, and the cat cub who pulled out the long knife blocked two waves of arrows in a row, and a lightning arrow in his backhand rushed towards his young man to turn into flying ashes, but another young man passed through the fly ashes, and with the long sword in his hand, he shouted and waved the long sword at the cat cub.

Sideways, let this inevitable split, the left hand pulled back resentment, pulled the long knife and the dagger of resentment on his neck, let the blood spilled, the cat cub raised the long knife, used it to block a lead bullet, dropped the musket, like the old man who looked like a housekeeper rushed quickly, the long sword passed through Marceau's side, and the cat cub who had already made this blow hit the old man's knee socket with a left knee, while he knelt, the long knife had been thrown by the cat cub, and the old woman who wanted to cast the spell was directly taken to the wall behind him by the long knife.

The old butler's sword handle was blocked by the kitten with resentment, and he stepped out of the way, and the kitten slammed his backhand into the old man's face with the grudge grip, and then pierced his chest with the dagger in his hand.

Pushing the corpse away, the lightning chain that activated the five balls hit the long knife, bringing it back to his hands, and the kitten once again let the flying crossbow arrows pass by with a sideways movement, looking at the almost crazy young woman, Marceau pulled out the nail gun, and a heavy road spike flew over a not too short distance, tearing her entire head apart.

In the end, only half a hundred people were left sitting there, Marceau put away the dagger and stood in place with the knife in his right hand: "You are the only one left." ”

"I know you're the agent of the Vengeful God, right? ”

"Yes, you must be Mr. Melgin, the last survivor of the Kington family. ”

"Yes, after today, I'm afraid there will be no Kington family in this world, do a good job, Surrogate. ”

"That's what I'm supposed to do, but you, are you still sleeping soundly with the dead of the Contex family?"

"With such a full house of children and grandchildren, it is natural that you should sit back and relax. The white-haired head of the house stood up and walked towards Marceau, holding his sword in both hands: "Life is so happy...... Until you appeared, you ruined my family. ”

"I am deeply honored to be able to destroy an evil family like you with my own hands, which is what a substitute like me should do. ”

After Marceau finished speaking, the cat cub who raised the long knife began to attack, and the long knife and the long sword collided in the air with large sparks, and the long sword in Melgin's hand gradually shattered until it was completely shattered under Marceau's final blow, and then the long knife slashed through Malgin's body.

Shaking off the blood from the knife and wiping it clean with paper, Marceau unsheathed the knife before turning and walking towards the door.

As he walked through the garden, Marceau stopped and looked at the old dwarf standing by the roadside, and Marceau saluted him: "Good evening, Monsieur Edmond." ”

"Good evening, I seem to have had a long dream, in which I wandered aimlessly, until I found myself again at the scene of my trial, only to see on the stage the kind little Highness and you who were equally kind...... Thank you, Mr. Marceau. ”

"It's yours. Marceau handed Edmond DantΓ¨s's resentment to him, but instead of stretching out his hand, he sighed: "I don't need it anymore, you have fulfilled my wish in my place, this should be a gift to you, Monsieur Marceau, thank you for being able to give me such a ...... The old man, blinded by hatred, fulfills his wish. ”

With that, his body began to become more transparent, and Marceau looked at the purification of the former wraith, and glanced at the dagger in his hand with a sigh.

The joy of Edmond Dantès

Item Type: Dagger

Item Class: Hereditary Horcrux

Item Faction: Chaos Kindness

Attack Type: Piercing

Required attributes: Strength 6 / Agility 10

Damage: 1-6 (1d6)

Bash Range: 12-20

Bash Damage: x8

Weapon description (in yellow): It turns out that there really is a substitute for revenge in the world, and it turns out that my resentment can really be resolved...... Praise the gods.

Weapon Effect: When the user is the Avenger's Agent, all damage is doubled.

Weapon Effects: Those who are damaged by this weapon must pass the faction identification, and any faction that is not a good target will receive an additional 5d6 base damage (panel damage will be 6d6).

Weapon Effects: Never Lost, Never Broken, Never Dropped.

Weapon weight: 2 pounds

Mr. Edmond, may you be saved. (To be continued.) )