Denise's ears rang out.

Hey?

I want to have auditory hallucinations again.

Is it because I stayed up late yesterday?

No way, I'll sleep tomorrow at dawn.

Shaking her swollen head, Denise curled up on the bed again.

The morning seaside sun shines through the curtains on this big bed, becoming less vicious and dazzling, only comfortable and comfortable.

Denise rolled over, rubbing her head against the pillow.

And then......

Raised his hand and took it from the bedside table.

It's time for 'breakfast'.

Read this chapter before you eat it.

Under the faint sunlight, the four big characters of "Meteorite Legend" on the cover are shining.

……

Cloaked, Raymond stood near the docks.

As a 'sniper', he is looking for the best spot.

The surrounding harbor patrol troops walked by in a group.

As soon as he found a suspicious person, he immediately stepped forward to check and interrogate, but turned a blind eye to Raymond.

The guards inside the cell at 111 Delenstrasse had already noticed that something was wrong, but they didn't want to find them, even if they had searched the entire Hanse harbor.

The sheriff had quite thick hair, but at this time, he had been caught bald by himself.

Just a few days after Gerard left, there was such a big mess in Hans Harbor that he didn't know what to explain.

In this regard, Raymond can only say sorry.

Although the two sides only had a small misunderstanding, he didn't want to make a fuss at such a critical moment.

Other than that......

Nozan's secret art really works!

Raymond, who felt that no one was looking at him, couldn't help but praise.

Then, from the pier, he walked around the walled bridge to the lighthouse farther away.

He found it very high, quite suitable as a blocking point.

And just as he walked down from the bridge, a man was about to walk up the bridge, and although he was covered by Nozan's secret technique, Raymond knew that he was not really invisible.

So, he dodged in advance.

The man smiled and nodded at Raymond in gratitude.

Raymond subconsciously returned the favor.

The two passed by.

It took a few steps for Raymond to react.

That's not right!

Nozan's secret technique makes it impossible for ordinary people to notice me!

Subconsciously, Raymond turned his head to look.

And the man who passed by Raymond also turned his head.

The two looked at each other.

Sensitive perception, standing on tiptoe, back miniaturized, chest tucked, always in the best burst position...... Assassins?

The right palm is slender, the index finger is calloused, and the right shoulder is noticeably stronger...... Gunslinger?

After coming to such a conclusion, the two quickly took a step back.

Raymond gripped the handle of the gun.

The other party held the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

The breathing of both sides began to adjust rapidly.

The momentum is constantly climbing.

Just as it was about to erupt, the sound of the Harbor Patrol's boots could be heard in the distance.

The suspected assassin began to slowly retreat.

After finding that Raymond did not stop him, the other party frowned, but he did not let his guard down until he stepped on the walled bridge, and the other party jumped directly into the sea.

Thump!

The sound of falling water attracted the Harbor Patrol.

"Attention!"

"Fence it out!"

The captain of the patrol shouted.

But it was useless at all, and by the time these people surrounded them, the other party had already disappeared from the sea.

Raymond stood outside the crowd, his eyes sparkling with a glint in his eyes.

Forces outside the harbor of Hans?

Why are you here?

Is it dangerous for Her Majesty?

Raymond thought subconsciously, and then, he resonated with the others about the scene he had just seen.

The legion of the living who belonged to Denis, hidden in the docks, was immediately on alert.

In places that ordinary people can't see, they flicker in the shadows one by one.

……

Leon climbed ashore from the beach in the distance.

He kept shaking the water off his body.

Born in the 'Cat Cave', he hates water very much.

When you take a bath, you don't take a bath, you only choose to shower.

But in the scene just now, he had to do it.

The gunman gave him a sense of extreme danger, and once the gun was drawn, he could not guarantee that he would survive.

"When did Hanse Harbor become so dangerous?"

"If you walk on the road, you can meet a person who hides himself with secret skills?"

Leon thought as he took off his black coat, then his beloved white boots and poured out the water.

Wow!

In the sound of the water, Leon was distressed.

He had been helping in the kitchen for three months before he could buy the white boots, and he had planned to work for another two months to buy a pair of white gloves, but he was summoned by Peters.

"What is that guy doing with Peters?"

"Mingming summoned us."

"But he doesn't show up."

"It's as unreliable as ever."

With a sigh, Leon's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Then, jump backwards out of thin air.

Syllable!

A lasso with stones tied to both ends smashed into his place.

"Who!"

Leon exclaimed.

No one answered.

However, a tall, muscular figure stepped out from a distance.

As they walked, the other party twisted their necks.

Click, click.

In the crisp sound of the bone joints, the other party, who was already tall and strong, directly swelled up, with a height of 3 meters, and an arm thicker than the waist of an ordinary person, with a powerful aura, pressed on Leon's body.

Leon's breath faltered.

But not because of each other.

It's because a black smoke appeared behind him so silently.

What's even more terrifying is that in Leon's perception, a cold air is aimed at him from afar, and under the beach that was safe just now, there is also a not weak aura.

Then, a stocky, resolute-looking man appeared on the other side of the beach, blocking his escape to the beach.

It's a net.

Did the patrolmen of Hans Harbor react so quickly?

Leon gritted his teeth and was ready to fight hard.

He didn't want to go to prison.

And just as Leon was about to draw his sword, Raymond's figure appeared in his eyes.

"Is that you?"

Leon was stunned.

He had no idea that anyone he met at random in Hans Harbor would have such a force.

Take a look at a few people around you.

There is already a strength comparable to a small genre.

Then, something happened that made Leon even more nervous and desperate.

More people who are not weak have appeared.

Hundreds of people.

The men surrounded him in circles and watched him in silence.

The already depressing atmosphere became more and more depressing.

This is a small genre, even compared to the medium-sized genre of the genre period that was once at its peak, it is not much weaker.

How could there be such a force in the harbor of Hans?

They're the reason Peters got me here?

Damn it!

I'm coming!

Peters, where are you?

Leon clenched his dagger.

Raymond squinted his eyes and asked:

"Who are you?"

"Where did it come from?"

"Where?"

"Say!"

The voice fell, and the surrounding people froze.

Stimulated by the momentum, Leon pulled out his dagger and short sword, and prepared to fight hard.

At this time-

Meow!

Ahh

Cry!

Roar!

The cry of the cat, the howl of the wolf, the cry of the eagle, and the roar of the tiger sounded together.