Jaeger kicked Sakiya away, his sieve-ridden body staggering and dripping blood, but eventually managed to distance himself from her.

It was an accident, an accident, Jaeger never thought he would be forced into this role, so badly injured and bleeding so much. It's really, too embarrassing. The flesh torn by the sharp blade was rapidly recovering, and it was rejoined one by one, and it hurt as if it had been roasted with a soldering iron.

"You ...... Iron virgin woman with steel plate ......"

He wiped the blood off his face, tilted his neck and glared at Sakiya, with seven points of ferocity in his eyes, as well as some other emotions that were not easy to detect.

In the depths of his heart, a flame rose and scorched Jeger's soul, causing him far greater pain than physical pain. He began to become restless, impulsive, and uncalm, and the logic of his actions began to gradually deviate from reason and favor his hunter instincts. And these subtle changes, he couldn't notice for the time being, he just suddenly remembered some things from the past.

He remembered the first time he saw Sixteen Rooms and Rooms, no, she wasn't called Sixteen Nights at that time.

At that time, she was just an orphan rummaging through the garbage in the dark corners of old London, her clothes were a torn burlap bag with holes, and she was as thin as a skeleton, and she could die on the street at any moment, and no one would look at her if she died. Even, as a vampire, Jaeger didn't bother to suck her blood, because she didn't have a few drops of blood to suck, and below the skin, there were bones.

It was an era of coal and steam, and everything was moving forward, but humanity was still stuck in the slash-and-burn Stone Age. At that time, the world was not as reasonable as it is now, and it was simply normal for people to live like people. No, it is better to say that it is only a few who live like human beings, and everyone else lives like a dog and dies like a dog.

Jaeger was in a good mood that day, like a little mouse like Sakuya, he wouldn't have looked at it, but he unconsciously glanced at it so much, perhaps out of subconscious pity, or because there was just such an ugly little creature in the empty field of vision, which made him accidentally distracted. In short, just one glance changed the fate of many people, his own, Sakiya's, and others'.

Because he saw a little bit on Sakiya's body, a subtle flash, like a small grain emerging from the surface of the pitch-black rough stone, unwilling to be silent in the darkness of the spar. He immediately realized that this little beggar had an innate "talent". Moreover, in time, this talent will surely bloom enough to compete with the sun and the moon.

At that moment, he became intrigued by it. Now that I think about it, if he had seen nothing and turned away, the fate of Sakiya would have been nothing more than freezing to death on a cold rainy night in England, like all other homeless people. Time magician, ace hunter, dashing maid in the Demon Mansion? Don't think about it, she can't dream of a future like that.

But he couldn't pretend not to see it, and he couldn't snuff out this fragile fire in the cradle, after all, he still had a lot of time and a lot of life in his hands waiting for him to squander. He had to do something to fill the void that he could never fill as an eternal.

His approach is very simple, he doesn't need to be Sakiya's teacher in person, and he doesn't need to give her any martial arts cheats. He just passed her without a word, and then turned a corner and walked to the door of the church, where he left his footprints. So, like a group of sharks smelling blood, the church gang set out to chase his "smell" all the way to the alley where Sakiya was.

His footprints were broken when he got there, and it was natural, and it was so easy for him to get rid of these idiots. However, the people of the church were not discouraged, after all, they had gained much more from this trip than killing a vampire of unknown origin. They find the Future, the future of the little girl who was terrified by the knives and guns in their hands, and the future of their Vampire Hunter Organization.

Of course, this is all arranged for them by Jaeger, "the future".

Sakiya was adopted by the hunter organization, and with her own skills, she climbed up step by step and became the trump card among the trump cards. Ten years later, he appeared "without warning" in front of Sakiya, who was out on a mission, and defeated her with overwhelming force without saying a word.

"My name is Jaeger Extrow," he told her, "a member of the 'third generation' of the Ancient Bloodline. ”

"I'll wait until the day you really grow up. ”

He left only these words, and then turned away.

This fiasco is "fertilizer", an excellent nourishment for Sakiya's seedling to grow more quickly. From that day on, Jaeger didn't have to pay attention to Sakiya's growth, because she would come to him regularly to show him her newfound progress, as well as her immaturity, that she would fail, and then get up again, and so on. When her growth reaches the limit, he will take her life like picking a ripe fruit.

If the fruit is picked early, it will be too green, and if it is picked late, it will be rotten, and it will not be able to be eaten, and if you want to pick it, you must pull it off the branch in one breath when it is just ripe and has not begun to grow old, and then "crunch" and gnaw it hard. Feel the sweet juice flowing down your throat and the sweet smell into your nose – that's the taste of autumn.

That is the sweetness of life.

The blades slowly converged below Sakiya's maid outfit, and it looked like a porcupine was collecting its thorns. Beneath the seemingly thin clothes, there must be a set of intricate and complex automatic devices, so that the sharp weapons of this body are like some kind of organ that grows on Sakiya's body, and they can be retracted and released freely. She stared coldly into Jaeger's eyes, but she didn't look like a killing machine, she rushed over without saying a word, raised her knife and slashed, but just a little nonsensical, and said something like this:

"It's hunting season, hunter, prey, which one do you want to be?"

"Hah!"

As soon as he heard this, Jaeger was a little amused.

"What do you say?" he asked rhetorically, "I'm going to say I'm prey, what do you think?"

"I don't care," Sakiya said in an expressionless tone, "If you're a hunter, then I'll kill the hunter, and if you're the prey, then I'll kill the prey." ”

"Hunters kill all prey, who are you?"

"I am a 'weapon', for the use of my master. You hurt her, so now, I represent her anger and practice her will. ”

"Like before?"

"Just like before. ”

There's nothing more to say, there's nothing more to say.

Jaeger didn't even need to confirm any more to be sure that Sakiya had reached her peak. From an orphan, to a hunter, to a sharp blade, ten years to sharpen a sword, Jaeger has waited more than ten years. The fruit is ripe, and the day when it was plucked is today.

The flame in his heart grew a little stronger, and he was almost on the verge of getting out of control. His blood was heating up, surging into his brain, driving him to make the final decision.

"Sixteen Nightsaki," he said, raising his staff, "I'm going to kill you, right now, right now." ”

This killing will definitely be the ultimate enjoyment he has always dreamed of.