What are you doing? - Seeing Ciel's actions, Alex didn't ask such pointless questions. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The scene in front of him was almost instantaneous, and it was not difficult to guess the boy's intentions, but Alex was thinking about something further - such as the reliance on Hill's unhesitating behavior.

At this time, Hill had already walked to the position of about two meters in front of the alien puppet. In the room hidden behind the metal wall, there are still puppets that are on standby from time to time with red lights on their eyes, and then slowly walk out of the room. In more than ten seconds, they are almost connected. The metal feet of the alien golem made a dense rustling sound on the floor, a sound that almost made Alex's scalp tingle. However, in the face of the trembling sound and terrifying scene two meters in front of him, Hill remained undaunted.

Does this mean that Hill is prepared for the current engagement? Alex struggled to judge for a moment.

Of course, if it is an ordinary person, judging from the fact that he (she) stepped forward without thinking, it is enough to judge that he (she) has a fairly confident grasp; If you add to that the unmoved expression that followed, this is nine out of ten sure - but Hill is a three-nothing, and whether the idler's judgment method can be applied to him is still in doubt.

With this kind of thought, Alex couldn't help but ask.

“…… Ciel, these bugs look like there are at least thirty of them, are you okay alone? ”

Hearing Alex's words, Hill turned his head—he dared to be so careless before he was in battle, and I don't know whether to say he was completely defenseless or daring—in short, he replied in a flat voice.

"No problem."

Alex didn't expect Ciel to turn back directly, and before she could open her mouth to correct his rash behavior, her pupils dilated at the scene in front of her - the moment Ciel spoke, the "swarm" that had been gathered about two meters in front of him almost flew towards him in an instant—the sight of more than thirty alien golems soaring into the air at the same time, as if standing in front of a glass that had suddenly shattered, swept away by cold and sharp fragments in the blink of an eye, and couldn't avoid it.

The red-glowing eye function of these battle golems has been pre-added to the mechanism of identifying the level and basic attributes of the enemy, which is to ensure that the valuable golem can respond correctly when facing an invincible enemy - that is, the function of escape.

That's why the puppets didn't immediately attack the two of them after they woke up from standby. Their discriminating eyes saw the level of the two people in front of them, and chose the right way to deal with them according to the logical instructions they had designed. They are not intelligent on their own, but their detailed and intricate design gives them the ability to work together. The moment Ciel turned back to speak, they seized the moment and struck at the enemy they judged to be dangerous.

They judged that the disparity in numbers plus the surprise attack was enough to make up for the disparity in individual strength, no, it was not the judgment of "them", but the judgment of the people who designed them. This judgment is of course the result of many experiments, but no amount of experimentation can only ensure that it is correct in most cases - the scholars involved in the creation of these golems are well aware of this, but fortunately they will not pay for the errors of one or two times.

The speed of the alien puppet was as fast as lightning, and in an instant, the blade arm of the puppet in front of it had swung ten centimeters in front of Ciel's body, and the place where its trajectory was drawn was the unobstructed neck under Ciel's wide black robe.

Despite a certain amount of trust in Ciel, Alex couldn't help but lift her heartstrings, but when she couldn't help but exert her strength under her feet and wanted to step forward to activate the guardian skill, a light bloomed in front of her eyes.

Despite the torch in his hand, the light in the room was quite dim. From Alex's position, he could only vaguely see more than sixty red dots scattered in the air, as well as countless puppet blade arms that slashed through the cold light. In the midst of these countless glowing trajectories, the one that suddenly lit up had an unrivaled light and presence, and people couldn't help but think that it could even cut through the darkness.

Then there are two, three, five, and ten.

The continuous snow-white light bloomed one after another in three seconds, and more than thirty arc-shaped trajectories were connected in the darkness, and this dazzling white light seemed to be engraved in the air, and stayed on Alex's retina for a few seconds before gradually melting and dissipating.

With the sound of a sharp blade coming into its sheath, Alex came back to her senses from the dazzling light. Raising her head, she saw that more than thirty puppets in the air stopped moving together and fell to the ground like rain.

The sound of metal and floor crashing sounded one after another, and Alex focused on the "wreckage" on the ground, and saw that the alien golems were all emitting black smoke from their abdomen - the magic protonucleus they had hidden under their abdomen to supply energy had all been cut in two.

Alex was speechless for a moment, a mixture of absurdity, shock, frustration, and all sorts of mixed feelings—

“…… Where are you the main character of a shonen manga!? ”

- In the end, it converged into such a complaint.

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After killing more than thirty strong enemies, Ciel and Alex got basically zero gains.

The room behind the metal wall was empty, and it seemed that it was only used to contain the alien golems, which were now all useless pieces of iron.

There are neither treasure chests nor equipment, not to mention that the golems are only mechanical creations, which means that they do not even have experience.

Alex didn't seem to care about the result of nothing, she was still in the inexplicable feeling after seeing Hill show off her skills before.

Although she had been sparring with Ciel at the Kiss of Death's residence, she had already known that there was a gap in strength between the two - and it was not a small gap - in addition to combat experience, the difference in level alone was 5 levels. But none of that was the problem, at least in one respect, Alex had plenty of confidence.

- That's the magnificence.

That is to say, in terms of the visual effects of the battle, Alex has the belief that she will never lose. Think of it, on one side is the majestic Valkyrie who can emit all kinds of colorful lights, holding a shield in one hand and an elegant sword in the other; On one side is the thief who hides in the dark and is known for his ability to steal, break traps and open treasure chests - the difference between the two classes in their qualifications to become the protagonist is clear at a glance.

Knowing that Ciel is an outlier among the thieves, and instead of using stealth and backstabbing, he focuses on breaking through head-on, Alex thinks of him as a martial artist in the past...... But! But!

She couldn't help but look at the side with a look of resentment, where there was Ciel, who was walking forward with his usual expressionless expression.

…… I always thought this was an adventure epic with a vengeful girl as the protagonist, is the real protagonist actually the three nos next to him!

Feeling the girl's gaze, Ciel slowly turned his head.

"Alex, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong!?" Alex excitedly pointed to the black "stick" in Ciel's hand: "What is that weapon that pulls the wind!" I always thought it was a short stick that martial artists would use like before, and this kind of behavior is complete fraud! ”

"This?"

Ciel looked down and shifted his gaze to the weapon in his hand. To demonstrate, he pulled out the sheath of the straight knife with the feathers removed. The straight blade of the unsheathed blade reflected a snow-white light under the torch, which, combined with its handsome and graceful appearance, almost blinded Alex's eyes.

"It's Naotai."

"Give me a dagger, you thief!"

It's over, Alex thought, now that the status of the protagonist of this three-nothing is basically determined. In almost all of the fictional works that Alex has seen, this weapon appears as an exclusive weapon for the main character's symbol. Thinking of Hill's miraculous sword skills that instantly slashed more than thirty slashes and hit all of them, Alex couldn't help but look forward to her adventurous life in the future while feeling the pressure.

- If you're with this guy, even if it's a monster like a dragon that appeared in a dream before, you'll be able to successfully defeat it one day.

On the other side, Ciel, who heard Alex complaining, was blinking seriously.

"This is the dagger."

"How can there be a dagger in the world that is more than a meter long and still has a scabbard!" Alex complained weakly: "What a tough way to refer to a deer as a horse......"

Hearing Alex's words, Ciel shook his head slightly.

"The name of this knife is Dagger Pill."

"What, that kind of naming is like a fraud!"

Complaining loudly, Alex looked up and saw the stairs leading to the second floor, as well as a small room next to the stairs.

"I thought that was the last room."

Alex said as she reached for the handle of the room.

"Huh?"

Again, she pressed harder, making sure the handle didn't move.

"This, it looks like it's locked."

She turned her head to look at Ciel.

The rest of the rooms were unlocked, but this one was so special that it didn't need any more words, and Alex knew what Hill meant.

"Ciel, do you know how to pick the lock?"

Ciel nodded slightly.

Opening treasure chests and clearing traps are two skills that ordinary thieves must master.

"That's right, there's no thief in the world who can't pick locks-"

Alex stopped in the middle of speaking, the lock in front of her had split in two, and Ciel was closing the "Dagger Pill" into the scabbard.

"It's opened."

Hill turned his head to look at her with clear eyes.

"Yes, it's indeed opened, but you know Hill? Generally speaking, does unlocking not mean this literal opening? ”

"What's inside?"

Ciel, ignoring Alex's words, pushed open the door to his room.

"Hey ——!"

When the door opens, it reveals the interior layout.

This is a studio.

A white drawing board sits in the center of the room, with an unfinished work sandwiched on it.

Although it seems to be less than a third of the way through, Ciel and Alex have mastered its completed form. If you ask why, it's because the same painting has been plastered all over the room.

Large and small, watercolor or sketch, in elaborate frames or just plain plastered on the wall, different pieces of paper showing the same face, plastered to every corner of the room—it was a girl with honey-colored hair.

Even to Alex, an art layman, the paintings are not necessarily highly skilled, and their brushstrokes sometimes appear rough - but the tone that seems to be a fusion of the author's persistent beliefs, and the visual impact of the desperate filling in every place where she can post, still gives her a sense of the author's mood.

She looked away from the paintings and looked at Ciel, who was standing at the table in front of the drawing board, not as captivated by the magic of the paintings as she was.

On top of the table was an old notebook.

"This is ......," Alex walked over and picked it up, the thick booklet with its hard shell carrying a lot of weight.

She flipped through the pages, and on each page there were words written on them, with a date from front to back.

This is a diary.