(4.11 2nd Update)

The gathered flood washed away the architectural art that was shaped, and the thin air that was cut off decomposed decomposed the loose body. The uncontrolled limbs rationally obey the rules of the lake and swim against the current, which is a battle song for the heroic spirits. The line of sight gradually became clear, shaking the sparkling waves after the tide receded, and the truth that followed was about to surface.

"Huh? Was the absurd adventure drawn up by the Count himself? ”

Abandoned fireplace chimneys in the summer are often easy to overlook information exchange tracks. Omiriya, who fell from the sky, had just calmed down and was rippling again under the sudden stimulation.

"Yes, no one in the chaotic dance music can match the rhythm of the young master's unique solitary step, so please keep in mind the young master's arrangement."

"Do you close the sluice gates and release them on time? But the taste of indulging in the line of life and death has transcended Bell's thoughts and put himself in a crisis, but it is also his true self, completing the gamble of fate. ”

"It doesn't matter, maybe there are certain professions of undertakers, and the Grim Reaper prefers a clean and pure soul to a filthy and ugly body."

When I walked out of the bathroom, I took the juice that Omiri hesitated at the edge of his mouth, weighed the impurities that had precipitated it, and with a slight shake, it melted into the clear air.

The fading of the whirlpool, accompanied by the weakening of the current, is already a clear morning. The soaked and soft body could barely stand upright, and could only barely hold on to a small sapling after struggle, crossing the horizontal line to block the body.

I thought it was a new pattern, but what caught my eye was a mess. The vanished Duke's Castle, the evidence of its obliteration, leaves no trace of its existence. The swollen corpses filled with the tide can only accelerate their decay. Mr. Braka, who fell to the side, hugged the Duke of Shizao, who was no longer breathing, and the obsession of life and death was implicated, but he still couldn't escape the sanction of fate. The corpses are all over the field, although they have not yet reached the tragic state of annihilation, but they can only survive and completely lose the desire to fight again.

"Si Qi? Kelis, where are you? Kelis! ”

Anxious emotions tend to miss some parts that may be important, and after calming down, I suddenly realized that in addition to Siqi's mysterious disappearance, Plant and Mr. John have been left behind in the world I can control.

"Draw the sword in the second style, royal!"

In my ears came the stunt of the Will school, Mr. Plant's howl. Hurriedly followed the trajectory of the lost road, stumbling towards the scene of the crime. The flocks of migrating birds along the way confirmed my conjecture of a wonderful duel.

"What a stubborn resistance! The brilliant successor of the Will family, the hatred between you and my clan may also be put to an end today! ”

"Chulamar, don't continue to obsessively make mistakes, have you forgotten all your memories, happiness or sorrow!"

Breaking out of the bushes that obscured the line of sight, it was Mr. Plant's duel with an unknown player, and Si Qi and John, who were at the two ends of the treetops, were also engaged in a game of thinking, and the invisible fighting aura shook the three-dimensional space around them that was destined not to be mediocre.

"You are not qualified to teach me a lesson, and besides, to avoid the suspicion of blood ties, let's take a stand with our deeds! Get out your third knife and duel me! ”

The unknown young man held the hilt of the sword with both hands, twisted it vigorously, and the soaring footsteps and the elegant attack effects were all in one go. Mr. Plant, on the other hand, passively dodges in the curtain that occupies the entire space. Finally, there is no way back, do you want to fight back? Suddenly, the toes of the support, with a hard thud, jumped over the air above the attacker, but did not perform a fatal finishing slash.

"Is this a good duel, Count Bell?"

John, who jumped off a branch, fell beside me and asked me how I felt about the scene.

"I don't know the reason for missing foreplay, but your wicked smile can always be understood as a malicious attempt!"

"As the young master expected, Mr. John is a perverted old man who has lost his footing! The scheming premeditation is just a modified side-door, which is really difficult to get into the elegant hall, but he is still showing off his worthless obsession. ”

Si Qi, who landed safely, stared intently at the battle situation, it was completely a battle of spear and shield, the scene was inseparable, and the protracted tug-of-war did not allow either side to relax.

"If you are still a descendant of the Will family, pierce my heart, prove my mistakes, and let me find a place of spiritual balance. Hiding in pity only makes me more disgusted, I don't need your sympathy, and this is not a territory you can govern! ”

The unknown samurai attacked again, and the sword aura with anger shocked the immobile Plant, and easily cut through the wet coat.

"Mr. Plant, what are you doing?"

Plant, who was awakened by my shouts and dreaming in a daze, dodged the slash that went down his chest with a sliding step, but quickly returned to his absent-minded state, his dull eyes manipulating his numb body to resist wave after wave of attacks.

"Si Qi, what's going on now? Didn't you mistakenly eat demagogic drugs and couldn't break free from the shackles of witchcraft? ”

Si Qi also looked at me blankly, indicating that he could not recognize the situation in front of him, and could only point the finger at John, who was intoxicated, and he also felt the hostility from the window of the heart.

"Will Chulamar, the top 10 deacons of the Black Coat Society, is of course behind me. Five years ago, he left his hometown, wandering in search of an unassailable ideal power, and after a chance acquaintance, he accepted the warm invitation of the Black Clothes Society, and after inhuman torture and pain, he finally changed from an ignorant young man to a warrior who could take charge of himself. With his accumulated grievances, he actively seeks to prove his revenge. ”

The same surname should be no accident, and the familiar dialect confirms my worst suspicion that the two sides of the battle must have some kind of great involvement and bond. Perhaps the children of the gentlemen who were once expelled misunderstood the true intentions of their elders, and the black goat who went astray, can never change back to its original state.

"Why don't you fight back, noble Will, isn't it your usual style to purge all the remnants? When will it become a cowering hiding in Tibet! ”

Silent, Plant put down his long knife completely, and pulled out an even shorter dagger with a name that didn't belong to him. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and stabbed at the enemy in front of him.

"That's it, agile attacks can satisfy the audience's picky appetite, mobilize the atmosphere that is too silent, fight, young people, and pay tribute to your dead with your blood!"

Although John's debriefing speech was despicable, I did not disagree with the positive emotions it inspired. No matter what kind of entanglement, it should be trapped in the memory of history, but it will linger on the frame of shame that it has constructed, and it will never be able to get rid of the fear of being dominated by self-blame.

"Draw the knife in the third form, unload!"

Plant shrewdly dodged the attack of the chaotic sword seal, and the obedient resistance softened the mournful hiss, and the instigation of the heavy and light was guided, and the sword in Chulama's hand fell to the dirt.

"Throw in the towel, Chulama, you don't have a chance to win me."

Plant squinted his eyes and refused to continue the tragedy of fratricide, but Churama, who was lying in the mud, was encouraged by the morning light to get back to his feet and take out a dagger from his bosom, with Plante's name clearly engraved on it.

A roar, the final blow of the dying struggle, melted the hatred on the tip of the knife, and put an end to this battle of completely unequal strength.

"Then, the Earl and Mr. Siqi, who really don't want to witness the sad dialogue, will leave first, and we will meet again."

John jumped lightly on the dense branches, stretched out his wings in the shuttle, twisted his body with difficulty in the sudden cold wind, and staggered across the mountains that obscured his vision.

"Let's go too, leave this world that doesn't belong to us!"

Si Qi and I, who left on our backs, no longer needed to continue to witness the progress of the story, the cold wind blew on the wet clothes, and the body couldn't help shaking.

"Draw the sword in the first style, slash!"

The last loud bang in the jungle, with a not superfluous cry, still standing on the lookout of the Duke's Palace, and no hope of salvation in sight, collapsed under the dissolution of the lake.

Hearing the news, Omiriya met us who had returned, but her happy eyes were infected with a dull gloom.

"Where's Mr. Plant?"

"Probably still over there, if you want to visit, bring a bottle of bitter wine, no, he can't drink it now."

Omiritje stopped walking, looking at the unknown not far away.

Chulama, who fell into Plant's arms, laughed childishly.

"Brother, I finally won you once, and I bravely duel with you, but it's really self-inflicted destruction that is not as good as others! Thank you for fulfilling my last wish and putting an end to me as a homeless wanderer! This short knife was given to me by you, and it will be returned to its original owner today, and my one, let it remain in my heart, leaving me with a name that I have forgotten. ”

"Your name has never been forgotten."

Plant drew the short knife with the oath written on it, and Churama was completely out of breath. Breathe a sigh of relief and wipe away tears, it's time to embark on a new journey.

Turning to look back, slowly walking was Plant's melancholy and deep back, tilting in the cold wind.