Chapter 512: The Tip of the Knife (Extra)

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"League of Legends: Kamigawa System"

"Hakim. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. I called softly. The man at the table moved, slowly waking up from his sleep. He stood up and stretched, with the grace of a cat, and spun around. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, trying to come to his senses. His resemblance to Hakim is heart-wrenching.

But not him.

"Madame Philos," he shook his head, pushing himself to his senses. "What are you doing here"

"Have we met?" I asked.

"Not exactly, ma'am." He was a little embarrassed. "But I see you often."

He walked over to the table and pulled out one from a pile of drawings, which looked slightly older and more worn out than the others. He handed me the paper.

The lines are powerful, the ink is neat and well-organized, and the light and shade are very delicate. It's Hakim's handwriting, but it's not a blueprint. It's a painting, it's my face. I don't remember being his model. He must have drawn it from memory after finishing his work in the laboratory one night. I had my hair draped and I was smiling. A woman who is immersed in love.

Like a spike piercing my heart, I couldn't help but take a deep breath. I didn't say anything to the young man in front of me. I can't tell.

"It's like it was painted yesterday, ma'am." He broke the silence.

He said this to compliment me, but it magnified the time that was stretching out in my mind.

"My uncle carried this with him until he died."

"Your uncle, he's dead"

"Yes, Hakim Nedri. Do you remember him?"

"Yes." The sentence stuck in my throat, wrapped in a selfish question that I had been thinking about for a long time. I'm not sure I want answers. If the pain of memory is a delay for me, then it is better to have a long pain than a short one. I looked at the man in front of me, who looked like Hakim, "Tell me, is your uncle married?"

"No, ma'am." He hesitated, not knowing if it would annoy me. "Uncle Hakim said that if you can fall in love with your work, you will have nothing else to ask for in life. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. ”

My tears had run out a long time ago, and now all I was left with was dry. I picked up the pile of drawings and put my portrait on top. The machine that replaced my heart flickered. The ink lines on the portrait swayed gently in the blue light like water. That's who I used to be, who I have been abandoned. All these heart-wrenching sacrifices have made me who I am today. All the past has been reduced to vivid details. I can hold on to the past, but I can't have it again.

"Is this all here, all the works," my voice was just a dark murmur.

"Yes, ma'am, but," his voice crept into silence with an incredulous shock, and I laid all the drawings on the stacked coals, and blew softly. The oiled parchment caught fire in the blink of an eye, and soon spat out tongues of orange fire. I watched the past tumble, boil, decay, until nothing left of the furnace was ashes and wreckage. The thought that there was someone around me pulled me back to reality.

Hakim's nephew shook his head slowly, a look of disbelief on his face. In such a short period of time, so much hard work has disappeared like this, and I can understand how exciting it is. He was completely stunned. I dragged him down the stairs into the street. He stared at the pebbles beneath his feet as he fiddled with the leather bag he slung over his shoulder.

He looked at me again. The look of frustration on his face was slowly replaced by horror. I was so caught up in my past thoughts that I didn't pay much attention to the shadows in the streets. I didn't even hear the metal scrape. The whip flicked over and tied my arms and body together.

"That's enough, my lady." Avoye said, sounding smug. I watched as she scrutinized Hakim's nephew.

"Did my brother hire you for this?" I had long been suspicious. Afuye was eager to try it all night. Finding Hakim's nephew distracted me, and it did look like a good opportunity.

"Yes, it's not just me." She said.

Two big men walked out, and the repaired reinforcements reflected the street lights. The fat man and the little mouse face followed behind the gang in the back alley of the assembly hall. The fat man drew a knife and pointed it at Hakim's nephew, while the little man, with a mouse-like lewd smile, tied the young student and stuffed it in his mouth.

The big man with the new catheter stepped forward, baring his teeth and claws, eager to double my earlier treat.

"Watch out for the crystals, Emev." Avoye tightened her whip as she spoke. I felt the tightrope clasp my wrist. She circled half a circle and walked over to Hakim's nephew, "We're going to take both the crystal and Nedri back, or we won't get any of them." ”

It's all because my brother is jealous I can understand that Stewan watched the years go by, and I was able to stay out of it. But he had no idea what I had done for this family responsibility. But doesn't he know what he has to give?

"What about the others," Brother Bronze asked. He looked at me and smiled, as if the feast of Evolution Day was about to begin.

"It's all yours." Avoye replied.

"Thank you very much, my lord, for the talent you have shown us before." His strengthened arm stretched back into a fist. He must have felt that the opponents in front of him were already tied, and there was no need to hide his intentions at all. His smile was wide, "So it's faster now." ”

The metal knuckles slammed into my jaw. He thought I would carry it, but no, I knelt on the ground with my body. The tremendous inertia, combined with his heavy reinforced arms, brought him down with him. Although I tasted the blood on my lips, he was the one who really lost my balance. The noisy nonsense of the group was still.

"You haven't seen all my tricks." I said as I stood up.

The energy of the Hex Crystal flowed through his body, towering over a wall of light. The brawny man's brother wanted to help, and punched it, but it stirred up a shield that hissed, but it did not disappear. It was my turn to smile.

Avoye gripped the handle of the whip, trying to shake my shield off. She tugged desperately, trying to drag me down. But she didn't think that I had spent most of my life on the tip of the knife.

My hands were still not free, so I leaped forward, came with a roundhouse kick, slit the throat of a strong man, and stabbed the head first to the ground as I landed. The tail of the whip scurried out of Afye's palm. She turned to the two guys who were still holding Hakim's nephew.

"Run away now, and I'll kill you both."

"Do you still think I have a heart?" I asked her. Both of her big guys were lying dead at my feet.

Avoye hesitated, but still stood still.

"I am the sword and shield of the Philos. I told her. Every word is as cold as ice. "My brother wants to kill me so that his fragile life can enjoy some more selfish time. His betrayal of his duty, and of our entire family. ”

I felt the crystals vibrate faster.

"And you can't see the sunrise." I say.

I channeled the crystal's energy into the shield, which grew in strength and volume until it became a cage. No one can get out.

I jumped into the air again, higher than before, and slammed down, smashing the metal rope on my wrist along with the pebbles on the ground. The impact knocked over Avoye, two of her men, and Hakim's nephew. A bomb crater was left on the ground of the street, and smoke filled the air. From the time we met, Avoye had been looking forward to the fight all night, trying to prove what she was capable of, but it backfired. The heels of her leather boots slammed into the pebbles, and her mind didn't quite agree, but her body was already in a retreating stance. I could see the deep fear on her face. No matter what my brother described to her, she greatly underestimated the situation. Afuye should be able to see that if there is still a trace of so-called pity in my heart, it has been completely dispelled by my brother's betrayal.

I stepped forward and drew an arc with one leg. When the blade sliced into something, I leaned over. Avoye tried to hold her cry in her stomach, but in vain. The two thugs didn't make much effort, and the back alley of the inn was calm again. I picked up Avoye's blood-soaked whip from the ground.

Hakim Nedri's nephew cowered in panic at the base of the wall. The young man still had a dirty cloth in his mouth and could only gasp for air with difficulty. I approached him as if it were a very frightened animal. I untied the restraints from his wrist and held out a hand to him. His fingers trembled as they touched me. As soon as he gained a foothold, he let go of his hand.

He had seen the violent side of my responsibilities, and the last thing I wanted Hakim to see, but I did it anyway. The once soft-hearted woman had burned out, leaving only a cold mass of darkness and ashes.

"But test" his cheeks were still trembling, but there was another kind of fear. He began to realize that what happened tonight was definitely not a nightmare. "What I'm going to show the mechanics tomorrow"

"Did you learn from your uncle?"

"Yes, he will teach me everything, but design"

Hakim's nephew knew his choice, either to work for me or to give up his life's work. As an agent, I can't let his knowledge fall into the hands of any other family. In his frightened eyes, I saw that he knew nothing about this world of sacrifice. I am the bloodthirsty protector and the savior of darkness. At this moment of revealing the cruel truth, I am his Gray Lady, a green steel shadow that everyone fears.

"You'll do better tomorrow." I say.

Unable to organize words, he nodded, stumbling into the night. I can only pray that he will make up his mind before dawn. Otherwise, there is no place for him to escape from me. WeChat, talk about life, find a confidant