(6.3 First Update)

"You seem to be a little happy too soon!"

Smashed roofs, falling dancing shadows. Swirling in an elegant posture, the congested air is shredded into thin flakes.

The blind soldier who stood out of the buffer zone a little bit fell in a pool of blood in an instant. Choking on the blood between the corners of his mouth, the squeezed out arm for help was also falling under heavy pressure. The terrifying visual impact forces the onlookers to flee in embarrassment.

The shadow that was blinded by the simple short hair was the deacon.

"Master, are you alright?"

The deacon did not look back, and in the face of the thorny siege situation, he did not have the strength to turn the tide, and could only rely on ferocious means to deter the hungry wolves that were already baring their teeth.

"Superfluous greetings, what about the rest?"

Prince Rahan did not let his guard down, and the ending, which had almost no suspense, was easy to understand.

"Yes, but it seems that there is no gain, and now it is getting rid of the pursuit of the villain and the hooligans!"

The deacon looked at Vic with disdain, presumably an arrogant rabble, enjoying the pleasure of hunting down their prey.

"Sure enough, you are a first-class killer, and being able to escape in the net of heaven and earth has proven your excellence. Why don't you go to me, I can create more room for you to release. ”

Vikra held the deacon's mind to reduce the casualties of unnecessary conflicts, and the promised preferential treatment was almost a constraint on rebellion.

The deacon put away the short knife stuck in his cuff, as if to release the sincerity of some peace agreement.

"Rudeness is only my coat, poet is my yearning. Yes! How could a beautiful white dove fall in love with the dark and messy eagle's nest? ”

The deacon opened his arms, and a sour feeling of revealing in the fantasy of the otherworld, was embellished in front of his eyes.

"General, unreasonable evil beast, leave it to me to execute!"

The non-commissioned officer, who understood the deep meaning, perhaps to make up for the stupid mistakes he had committed, rushed towards the deacon with his sword. An oblique slash that tore through the trembling air by a swift dodge.

"Disturbing invasion, goodbye!"

The deacon's slender fingers, which pierced directly into the non-commissioned officer's heart, were about to fall.

The startled soldiers began to migrate again, trying to maintain the balance between their breaths, and they were the most fearful when they stepped into the footsteps.

"Smack, smack, smack!"

Vic's rhythmic applause barely encouraged the frustrated morale.

"The sharp eyes smeared with blood are more and more charming, throw yourself into my arms and compose the most beautiful poems!"

Vic did not comprehend the true meaning of creation, and the artistic conception was impeccable.

"Mr. Deacon, thank you for your rescue!"

Xiao Yi gathered in front of the deacon, wiping the blood spreading on his arm with a strip of cloth, looking up at the deacon's glory.

"Delicate flowers, I am only caring for the lustrous green leaves! Your Royal Highness, it is my proud honor to be appreciated by you! ”

The tenderness of the deacon kneeling on one knee made Xiao Yi lose his intellectual balance and become obsessed with the world of infinite reverie.

Prince Rahan was close to me, relieved of some loneliness.

"This is not the willfulness I cultivated, if the Earl wants to be held responsible, please stay away from the scope of my jurisdiction."

Rahan's joke after regaining his composure proves that he is still in a good state of mind, and being able to reverse it in a passive is a commendable epic victory.

"Hey! This is not the place to tinker with the mood, so watch out for your pompous expressions and words! ”

An officer reminds us of some presumptuous behavior, and he may be the successor to the non-commissioned officer who will be replaced at any time. But he can only lower his voice and admonish.

"Yes, I'm very sorry!"

The deacon's apologies echoed, but no one dared to accept them, and in the end, the new non-commissioned officer could only tolerate them with all his might.

"May I ask Mr. Vic, will we be able to leave without a follow-up?"

The deacon respectfully tested General Vic's attitude, of course luck would not be accepted, Vic did not speak, just sneered, waiting for reinforcements to arrive.

"General Vic, the fleeing shadow has been taken into custody, including three corpses."

The good news of triumph boosted the sluggish morale, and with the help of the additions, the soldiers who had been hesitant began to become arrogant again, moving forward to test the deacon's attitude.

"Mr. Deacon, please use all your skills to get out of the current predicament!"

The dominant non-commissioned officer did not forget to provoke the once fearful deacon, and commanded the soldiers to completely compress us.

"Giving up resistance is my only option, master, what do you think?"

The deacon's anticipatory decision asked the prince for his final opinion, and the prince looked at me with no expression and nodded in affirmative.

"Very good, holding them up can save a lot of unnecessary trouble and tie them up!"

A couple of drunken villains tied us up with knotted ropes to prevent the escape of fish that slipped through the net, which was a novelty, and Xiao Yi was even fascinated by the elastic raw material of the rope that could be contracted freely.

"You're almost sealed in the game now, Mr. Vic, do you have any sentiments like that?"

"No, it's not to be taken lightly not to see the destruction of a few people, but the clear situation allows me to make a simple speech." Vick paused and cleared his throat, "We're going to win!" ”

The cheering cluster, the fierce embrace, the great victory belonging to the Black Clothes Society, and the release to the fullest.

"Ahem! Listen to the last words of the Count, whom we admire! ”

Wickler ordered to put an end to the somewhat inflated atmosphere, and he preferred the wailing of the enemy to the cheers of his companions.

"Prince Rahan, do you have any opinions?"

Out of courtesy, I gave my first say to the higher-ranking Prince Lahan, with a relaxed face, the only nature I saw about him tonight.

"It's like the nervousness of conferring merit, and I'm so excited that I forget it. As far as the scene is in front of you, Mr. Vic, your villain's triumphant expression is even uglier with your smile! ”

The prince's sarcasm did not improve on restraint, but rather on a more unbridled laugh.

"Your aesthetic may have been lost by threats, but I think it's beautiful!"

"Yes, General Vera is the most attractive man!"

"Long live General Vera, long live the Restoration!"

The vassal forces began to fall into the ranks of the touts, and even openly shouted slogans to overthrow those in power.

"Next, Princess Shaya, do you have any comments?"

Vic lowered his head and kindly asked Xiao Yi for his opinion on the direction of the plot.

"Well, I want to know the raw material of this rope, it should be more than just a simple hemp product!"

Xiao Yi's question did not disagree with the curious exploration, but it was a testimonial that exceeded expectations, which made the soldiers who were about to laugh and laugh a little suspicious.

"Yes, this is not a simple hemp rope, but to hollow out the gaps in the solid thick linen and penetrate the finely polished copper wire, so as to have the toughness of crisp elasticity."

"I see, thank you very much for your guidance!"

"It's okay."

The non-commissioned officer who finished the introduction covered his face, and couldn't believe that it was his inexplicable co-starring.

"It's finally time for you to appear, Count Bell! You must be ready for a brainwashing vocabulary! ”

Vic was confident and asserted that my next assumption was normal reasoning in my usual style.

"No, I just prepared a set of victor's declarations, which now looks a little awkward! But it's okay, I'm sure you'll help me solve some of the mysteries that are bothering me. ”

"Although I don't want to be led by your nose, I always look forward to the miracle of your guidance, and I hope I can stimulate your potential to struggle."

Vic didn't veto my suggestion, and the tilted balance of victory had already made him put away his seemingly superfluous defenses, or he believed that I would not be able to make waves in custody.

"I'm curious, as a general of the hegemonic side of the Turan Kingdom, is it some kind of coercive end to be committed to the protection of the Black Clothes Society?"

"This is perhaps the Earl's biggest misunderstanding, I was not bought by the Black Society, but one of the founders of this mysterious organization. In the moment of my displacement, it was the church of the Smick family that saved me, and of course I can't deviate from their continuation, the Black Clothes Society carries the dream of our generation's restoration! ”

"Oh? And what is the power controlled by Duke Karlchirak? ”

"He? Hmph, nothing more than a fool in a fantasy world, a self-righteous youth, and a pathetic victim! ”

Vic did not agree with the meaning of Duke Karlhilak's existence, perhaps this was the sadness of fate.

"I see, it's going to be a little more coherent. So what would it be like to execute us? ”

"I didn't want to talk about such a sad topic, but I had to put you to death! Even if this is an exchange of power to survive, one of us will always fall first. ”

"Hmph, I didn't capture the kindness of mercy, whether it would be hanged or barbecued, it's outrageous!"

Prince Rahan's interpolated conversation adds to the liveliness of the shadows, and although it is a little sad, there is always an audience to listen to honestly.

"I am very sorry about your foolish loyalty, deacon, but it is not my style to demand."

"Yes, the buds that bloom in the middle of the night always like to be alone!"

Vic's last condolences, pulling out the short knife at his waist, his arm that had gathered strength, and swinging it in the air.

"Ahh (To be continued.) )