Chapter 31: Pure White

"It's dirty..."

The red liquid that flowed from the sinner's body stained the pool of water red. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even though he had swung his sword and beheaded the man, Rhodes still couldn't restrain the disgust in his heart.

This is not a misdemeanor that can be forgiven by killing the other party, if it is not for the fact that he does not know how to punish the other party, and he can't do that, there is no doubt that Rhodes is eager to give the other party a great punishment.

No matter what, it's not too much for such a scum, right?

How you treat others, how others treat you, is this a matter of course...

The rain was still falling, but the dense curtain still couldn't clean the blood that was still coming out of the cut in his neck. The fiery crimson of karma is really like an adjective, full of karma and sin.

Whether it's this man, or his blood.

So Rhodes reaffirmed that the blood of sinners is also dirty.

"Cut..."

Pulling out the spear that was still stuck in the guy's body, he pulled out an arc of blood at a clever angle and splashed it on the ground with a snap, and for the first time now, Rhodes was troubled by the killing and tearing effect of the gun. Although the blood did not collapse on the body, just looking at it was enough to make the mood worse.

It's nice to kill someone like that, but forget it, it's not that much anyway.

Do you want to whip the corpse?

・・・What a silly rhetorical question!

What are you kidding?

This kind of thing, although I understand it, and I have had impulses, but I still haven't done it in the end.

I don't want to do it either...

It's true that there are some things that can't be made up for even if you die, but to be honest, it's different from a dead dog who vents his anger on a lifeless corpse and is just incompetent, right?

But it's more than a defeated dog...

Even the interest in cleaning up has been lost, and there is nothing wrong with letting the police of the Metropolitan Police Department receive a merit, Rhodes has lost the idea of continuing to stay, and if the last few dozen minutes are wasted here, it will be too speechless.

Leaned down, and the biggest mistake turned out to be, and sure enough, he threw the book aside casually...

"Completely soaked?"

Shaking the pages with a bang, the heaviness immediately proves that this book has been completely soaked, and it is estimated that even if it is just turning the page, it will tear the page, right?

I can't see it, and what's more, this should be considered a souvenir, right?

It was rude that the souvenirs that others had given themselves had not long been like this, although they had no intention of actually bringing them back from the beginning, and they couldn't bring them back.

“・・・”

But it's still upsetting...

Lifted the plastic bag, fortunately, the rest is just a general bad.

Next, it's time to find a dry place.

But, sure enough, I couldn't find it, right?

Following the pathway, Rhodes was ready for his final fate.

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・・・

This is the third time that Alice Phil has driven a car in Fuyuki City, but unlike the previous two times, this time, there is no longer the silver-armored and blue-robed swordsman by her side, the heroic girl swordsman.

Still full of loneliness, for this.

Woo woo woo ...

The sound of the engine running at high speed was loud because there was no louder noise to cover it, and the splashing water droplets turned into two transparent curtains.

It's a lot of fun in normal times, but now, it's not interesting at all.

"Woo woo woo..."

Well, this isn't the sound of the engine anymore.

Alice clenched her teeth, and her mouth kept roaring like a young beast.

Is this all awkward?

Of course not.

It was a collision that seemed to have hit something that shouldn't have been kicked when I got into the car.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts...

There were tears in the eyes, and the rain crackled against the canopy.

But where to go now?

・・・Yay・・・Huh?

Chirping!!!!

Hit the brakes suddenly, and as a result, the entire body of the car slid dozens of meters away with a screeching sound on the road.

"yes, where can I go?"

Even if you run out so stupidly, even if you want to do something, it's in vain.

It's been twenty minutes since I left the forest, but ah, not to mention anything else, sure enough, I haven't seen a single living thing, and now it's all in the city, on the bank of the river, and there's still nothing.

If you go on like this, you won't find anything...

“？”

And so on...

Is it an illusion that the wipers are pulling and brushing the car windows?

"Huh?"

Alice Phil is a little flustered.

Outside the window, through the rain curtain, there seemed to be a figure standing solemnly.

I always feel that it is a very tragic figure.

I opened the car door and took out the folding umbrella from the storage box, and sure enough, I still used such a thing.

Stretched open and walked into the rain, with the door slamming shut, Alice Fell finally caught the figure's attention.

"Saber's master?"

Even in the rain curtain, he still stands tall and unyielding, and his long dark blue hair is slightly curled in front of his forehead, with a demonic mole. Celtic's hero, Dilumudo Audina, turned his head.

Still holding only one magic spear left, standing high in the open space, depressed, just by looking at it.

“・・・lancer？”

"Ahh

The man didn't smile at all, and just stood.

How long has it been?

"Why are you standing here?"

There is no meaning to blame, although the other party deserves to die from any point of view, but from another point of view, it is not the sin of oneself in any case.

It's clear that he's a murderer, but he can't blame it at all, and that's the kind of tangled situation, right? If you don't think about the question of whether you can overcome it or not.

"It's just that you want to clean up a little, why are you here?"

Your war is over.

Only this sentence can't be said... Even if he has already borne the infamy, saying things like this is still something that Dilumudo can't do.

Murderers, defeated dogs, such people, even if they are their past selves, will not forgive.

"Let's look for the possibility of victory..."

The pure white woman smiled softly, and there was no worry at all.

"That kind of thing... Forget it, it's probably going to exist."

Originally, I wanted to say that it couldn't exist, but even the lady would have no doubt that this kind of thing would have been known to her, right? But even if she knew, she still risked her life and wandered the streets without going to church to report it... Is there a reason why she must win?

"I hope so, but ah, I still don't have a clue..."

The umbrella was transparent, and when I looked up at the still gloomy sky through the vague compartment, there was no sign of a clear day.

“・・・”

"By the way, Lancer, don't you have to report me to my master if you find me?"

"Yes, if he wants to see it, I can't stop it."

Finally laughed, but it was a wry smile.

It stands to reason that the most correct way at this time is to kill this woman here to prevent future troubles, but the only thing that will do so should be a beast.

He bowed, humbly moved out of the way, and hesitated slightly.

"So..."

Just by saying the beginning, the Lancer began to feel ashamed of his recklessness.

What are you doing?

'Can you help?'

Can you really say this sentence yourself, can you really say it?

How shameless would it be to say such a thing that would be absolutely rejected?

Even this gentle woman, this is no longer a low-level provocation, and it is completely self-inflicted.

"What?"

I had already turned around and wanted to get back into the car, but I was called back, and it was too late to hesitate.

Forget it...

"Excuse me, can you let me help? a little?"

・・・I deserve it.

If you are rejected, punish yourself, and suddenly feel that your victory is no longer important.

However, Alice's smile burned Dilumudo's heart.

"Thank you very much, then... You're a knight..."

The man who smiled with a look of nostalgia and sadness brought tears to Dilumudo's eyes.

"Thank you, thank you."

Heavy remorse, already apologetic.

There is no way to undo it, but it is necessary to make up for it with all your might, even if it is completely doing the stupidest thing.

This is morality.

You can never throw it away again... no matter what...