Navas is holding senseless hostages and navigating through the evacuated crowd before arriving to open up a new hunting ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Is this called neglect? Always with a biased fluke. ”

Modo, oozing out of the shadows, stood on tiptoe and looked at the distant figure.

"If you want to break through the comfortable dividing line, then go after it, at least, within the range of vision."

"No, the end of the strong crossbow can give up the investigation, and what is more mindful is that it is cursed by the obscurity."

Just as Modo's embellishment, the power of deterrence, is terror.

"Who knows? Then I will entrust you with the follow-up. ”

"You're lazy, then, but it's also a way to avoid suspicion."

"Maybe, Truss, you can help clean up the scene."

"Yes, the treasure in the omission, the process of excavation, that kind of beauty, is just enjoyment!"

Truss breaks up the dense crowd, even if it is a kind of salvation.

"Your Royal Highness, you can go home now."

"Well, no matter where I am, I'm a follower."

The carriage was lazy and lazy, pausing from time to time, trying to get a short time at ease.

"Strange text, what is the content of the signature?"

"The contract of bondage, from the first second of signing, is a stubborn bondage, no matter where you flee!"

The strokes of ancient texts, detached means unfamiliar, the so-called hazy recognition.

"Xiao Yi won't run away, I'm also a member of Bella's family!"

With a stubborn face, Xiao Yi is swearing his identity.

"Hey, where are you going? A long retirement life. ”

"Am I planning? Then go to all the corners! ”

"Ah, what a grand conspiracy."

I stroked my slightly curly hair, trying to get rid of some of the excess.

The process, which was gently stopped, through the car window, turned out to be a suburb, and there was silence left in the middle of the night.

"Shhhh

"Don't be so nervous, it's just a symptom of a night tour!"

The magnetic feminine voice is easy to match, wronged by the royal eagle, Raka!

Remove your guards, even though you are a nasty character, but you can also be trusted.

"Whew, attacking in the middle of the road doesn't look like your charm!"

"I'm sorry, it's your misunderstanding, Marquis, I've been lurking under the car and controlling what is called Future."

Raqqa's ghostly blue eyes have been praised in ancient books as a fallacy of peeping into the state of mind.

"So, some tenderness, I listen."

"Poof!"

Xiao Yishu breathed long, his teeth rubbing against his lips, shy.

"The gentleman's dispatch?"

"Yes, already waiting, does the Marquis want to refuse?"

"I don't want to be squeezed dry, rot has become a luxury, so what's the point of death!"

Following in the footsteps of Raqqa, the woods, without shame, swayed in the cold wind, were bleak.

The bonfire not far away, smoke rising, and incense like a wine shop, gradually became clear, it was a farmstead.

"Yo, welcome to the Marquis and Madame!"

Modo, who waited in advance, no, it would be more appropriate to call it a teleporting ghost.

"Is Mr. Plant crossing over?"

"No, it's Madame who forgets time in a tender mood and immerses herself in that show."

Plant removes his mask, revealing a new scar.

"Attacked by bandits? Still oozing blood. ”

"Well, it's in the past, you two, please come in."

The inside of the wooden house is warm and sheltered from the unbridled wind.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, please change your clothes here, it's a little thin."

Raka reminds Xiao Yi that the dress is not suitable for nature, and walks into the space at the end of the corridor.

"What about Tiller? At this point, the shortcomings are obvious. ”

"I was assigned to duty, but I haven't returned yet, probably because I have some trouble!"

Plant picked up the dry firewood and threw it into the flames, which became more and more vibrant.

"Oh, what about the gentleman? There seems to be no trace. ”

"Maybe it's seclusion, just observing in a nearby corner."

"Sounds suspenseful, doesn't it?"

"Just get used to it."

"What about the condition? Is it getting worse? ”

"I don't know, I'm a little skeptical, the so-called terminal illness!"

Plant's speculation is exactly what I've been hesitating, maybe it's just a fraud.

"Oooo

The sound of a tight knock on the door, uninterrupted, was ordinary.

Occupying the entire frame of the picture is Tiller.

"Slow, did something happen?"

"It's nothing, it's just, the body is being dragged down!"

The sight began to be lost, and it was completely dark and dead.

Tiller, who fell to the ground, even convulsed, slowed down.

Plant peeled off his tightly wrapped shirt, a deep scar, still spilling rotting solution.

"Marquis, there's medicine on the right side of the window, do something."

"Well, what kind of encounter is it, it's so embarrassing."

I opened the medicine box, and the silver tweezers seemed to have never been used.

"It's probably an ambush, and the arrows are still stuck, it's tricky!"

"Whew, what a trouble, let me come!"

The tweezers are fixed with wooden sticks, baked over a flame, and faded.

"Marquis, do you want to dissect?"

"Life or death, is there any other choice?"

Put on a thick layer of skin, grab the hot tweezers, and stuff them directly in, hissing like a heat wave.

Tiller's body, producing some kind of sensation, pain, was able to heal the rest of the injuries.

"Whew, Whew......"

"If you want to live, grit your teeth, and the extra struggle will make your tongue fall out!"

Tweezers, stirring, around, a pool of blood.

Tiller's hideous expression was like that of a stubborn warrior, being baptized by remodeling.

"Mr. Plant, what's going on?"

Xiao Yi and Laka, who had changed their clothes, also came over to watch.

"As I can see, it's all I know, the Marquis is savving, probably able to get through it."

The iron arrows dyed red cover their original luster.

"Boiling water, and needlework!"

"Yes, I'll go get ready!"

The arrows that are thrown into the boiling water are melting into their own unique words. The process of stitching through the skin is terrifying, but I am used to it.

"Thank you, Marquis!"

The weakened Tiller, leaving a word of condolence, fainted.

"Hey, did he die?"

"No, it's a long journey, and the sand that melts into his eye sockets hasn't been removed yet, Raqqa, you take him to rest."

"Yes, then leave the rest to the three!"

Raqa pushes the food cart and transports Tiller to a quiet place.

"Then I'll go and help too, Mr. Tiller seems to be in pain."

"Well, change the ligature regularly to avoid wound infection."

"Got it."

Xiao Yi also followed, and the story was going to be delayed.

"The Marquis is really charming, and he is so skilled in dissection."

"Do you want to try it too?"

"No, my fragile body can't stand the toss, what's going on?"

Plant cleaned up the blood on the floor, but it was getting more and more flooding.

"I don't know yet, but it's about to be revealed."

I stared at the arrows that were evaporating in the hot water, and the mystery was right in front of me.

"So that's the case, the marquis wants to judge the belonging!"

"Yes, even if it's a blame, it's not completely lost. However, it seems that the murderer has no intention of disguise. ”

The silhouette that emerges is a goshawk all the time, tearing and biting.

"Exhaustive screams? Is it that family? ”

"I think it should rise to the concept of the nation, the herdsman of the Black Country!"

Like a friend's giveaway, perhaps, it's him. (To be continued.) )