"Die——!"

The weeping girl, who had torn off her disguise, rushed forward screaming, waving the short sword in her hand.

The black-haired wizard who stood in place seemed to be stupid, standing motionless in place, watching the sharp blade coming towards him, and slowly turned around calmly.

"Bell ——!"

At the moment when the short sword was only ten centimeters away from the front door, it was forcibly stopped by the Hidden Blade, and the slender crack spread on the blade of the Hidden Blade - if the sword body is too short, if it wants to gain armor-piercing strength, it must be quenched to increase its hardness, but it also has the side effect of easy cracking.

"Why kill him, he doesn't have any ill will towards you!" little Vivien cried and screamed, and the short sword in her hand stabbed desperately, sparking in the center of the two of them again and again:

"He even suppressed the news that you were alive and didn't tell Ruth Infinit...... Loren Turin, you demon, is this how you repay your savior?!"

Wielding his Hidden Blade, the calm-faced black-haired wizard stepped back step by step, swinging the oncoming blade.

"Don't be funny... The Night's Watch had rebelled as a member of the Heresy Order, and I wondered how Rout Infinit would have felt if he found out about it. ”

"So what? He's for Byrne, for Byrne to get out of the Holy Cross's control!"

"It's to be the real controller of Byrne, right?" Loren shook his head, "So Governor Gaspar's pet has something to do with you? It would be even more interesting if that were the case. ”

As the words fell, the black-haired wizard's Hidden Blade cracked, and little Vivien, who was out of balance, was knocked away by an elbow thrown at her.

"I don't care if you're heretics of evil gods, but it's impossible for me to let a group of Night's Watch hostile to me go, or to watch a heretical order that manipulates Governor Byrne behind my back. ”

"To put it simply, you have to go out sideways, understand?"

Little Vivien, who got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth without saying a word, stared at the figure of the black-haired wizard with a fierce gaze, and raised the sharp blade in her hand.

The next moment, the crowd around him also took off their robes and hoods, held a torch high in his left hand, and drew a bloodstained knife in his right hand, and surrounded Loren in the center with a hateful gaze.

Pitch-black pupils swept across faces, several of which he had seen at the Wizards' Guild and banquets in the halls of the palace.

It seems that he really underestimated them, not only the night watchmen and wizards, but also the nobles of the Red Blood Castle...... Charlotte naively thought that as long as she defeated Governor Gaspar, the Red Blood Castle would be peaceful.

"You have destroyed the sacred rituals, tarnished the honor of the Blood Order, and killed our brethren......" little Vivien's eyes swelled with anger, and her immature voice was extremely sharp:

"Wine is blood, your iniquity... It can only be repaid with blood——!!

Vivien's petite body shuddered as she screamed, then trembled from torso to skull like an electric shock, and two gray-blue patterns appeared on her cheeks—so small that they were originally only in the corners of her eyes and covered almost her entire cheeks.

"Die, you devil!"

As the words fell, countless black shadows rushed towards Loren from all directions, and the black-haired wizard still stood motionless as if he had resigned himself to his fate, and even threw away the Hidden Blade that had already broken in his hand.

No matter how strong he is, he can't be an opponent for so many of us!

That's right, as long as we go together, he's dead!

Loren, who lowered his head, slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Wow... Dreams. ”

In the next moment, the endless darkness swallowed up the small cellar in an instant, and all the light was extinguished in the shadows.

The eyes of the girl wielding the blade widened, and in an instant the anger in her heart turned into fear—power, the power that transcended perception to "bestow" her suddenly disappeared!

There is no light, no sound, no temperature, only boundless darkness... Vivien, stunned, looked around vigilantly.

The next second, the light pierced her eyes again, and she heard the tip of the knife tear open her chest and pierce her heart.

"How, how could it be ......?"

The pain in her chest woke Vivien up, and the bloody girl suddenly looked up to see the black-haired wizard holding the hilt of the knife in her right hand.

The blade that pierced into her chest was pulled out with all her might, and the wide-eyed girl fell from the air like a broken doll in a pool of her own blood.

Stepping over Vivien's bones, the dark-haired wizard with a calm expression walked to the next person, not wasting the slightest bit of time.

The deprived body twitched, blood gushing from the crack in her chest, and little Vivien, whose eyes were gradually darkening, watched the dark-haired wizard's increasingly blurred figure, and the corners of her mouth trembled as she uttered her last prayer:

"Wine... Like blood. ”

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"Bay leaves, eggplant, buttercup, elderberry, mandala... I thought that only the wandering wizards of Lothair were still using such outdated psychedelics, but I didn't expect to meet them in Byrne. ”

Looking at the sterling silver wine glass in his hand, the black-haired wizard standing in a pool of blood shook his head, and tried his best to blend into this strange party, but the final result he got was a big disappointment.

The clue that was finally obtained was broken so quickly.

“... Although I originally wanted to ask, don't you need to leave a spare mouth to inquire about information or something......"

Asrael stood in front of him with a smile that appeared at some point, his scarlet eyes swept over the corpses in the cellar one by one, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little thicker: "But now it seems impossible... Because my dear Loren has already killed all of them!"

"In my worldview, there are two kinds of people in this world who are the least to believe, and it is better not to even listen—fanatics and addicts, and to believe their words is tantamount to self-defeating. ”

Slowly raising his head, the smiling black-haired wizard looked meaningfully at the young man in front of him: "Of course... Evil gods are not human. ”

"Even if it's a lie, dear Loren must be able to get a lot of information from it, right?" Asriel smiled slyly, directly ignoring the words of a certain black-haired wizard, "Why kill it directly, wouldn't it be a waste of such a good opportunity......"

"You already knew, didn't you?"

Loren interrupted him coldly, his eyes calm: "The so-called 'Holy Land' is just a meeting place for this group of people, and even if you catch them, you can't get any useful information. ”

The corners of the young man's mouth who didn't say a word showed a moonhook-like arc, and everything was self-explanatory.

"There is nothing in this world except dear Loren... Where else is there that Asrael doesn't know?"

"And you're not going to tell me yet?"

"As long as Loren must know, Asriel must know everything. ”

"For example... When I'm dying?"

"Definitely before that. Scarlet's eyes flickered, and the boy's expression was equally subtle: "Loren is Asriel's best friend, how could Asriel put Loren in danger?"

"As for this so-called 'heretical order'...... Well, how about an appetizing dessert before a meal? It's boring to always run around for power, titles, status, and wealth, and the occasional stress-relieving outdoor exercise is good for your physical and mental health, and life always has to be more colorful to be interesting!"

Outdoor sports ...... that are good for physical and mental health It's really a bad taste that is hard to agree with.

The black-haired wizard who rolled his eyes shrugged: "I don't have the patience to continue to endure this group of scum, so it's better to do it directly in line with my style." ”

"The next step is to ...... as soon as possible Huh?"

The sudden fluctuation of the void power made the black-haired wizard frown slightly, and the blood under his feet seemed to have life, slowly flowing in the direction behind him.

"Honored guest, why do you want to leave so soon?"

The man in red, or the "former" Byrne Night's Watchman, jolted up from the pool of blood, and the blood around him continued to flow through the wounds on his body, causing his body to convulse:

"About ruining this great ceremony... We scum must have a good talk with you......"