In the middle of the night.

The cyan moonlight seemed to be shaking in a trance, as if there was a kind of cold breath, which was rhythmic at night.

Faintly, there seemed to be a singing voice.

The song was accompanied by the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps, singing quietly and peacefully.

"I give unimaginable pleasure to the world."

"Indeed, if you are unfaithful,"

"In the midst of life, above death,"

"Peace is rare, rest, ecstasy,"

"I don't need anything in the giving!"

What exactly is this singing?

There is no logic at all, and I don't even know that the so-called lyrics are concatenated into sentences, and they are interpreted with wonderful notes, which sounds not bad at all.

Even...... Is it wonderful?

"But love me more than all things:"

"If you are in the desert under the nine stars,"

"Thou shalt burn my incense before me,"

"Pray to me with a pure heart,"

"And the Serpent Flame is here,"

"Thou shalt come a little and lie down in my bosom!"

An eerie song chased the girl's figure, as if a rope around her neck was tightening little by little. The girl gasped, almost desperately trying to escape the invisible rope. As a result, however, it seems that the more you struggle, the tighter the rope becomes.

So tight that you can barely breathe.

Ironically, the girl didn't even know who was singing.

If you can't see each other.,It doesn't seem like a big deal to be in the school city, a city with superpower development as the core.。 But this is not the case.

She saw the other person. not only saw the other party's figure, but even saw the other party's appearance. But her brain refuses to remember.

It makes no sense, she just can't remember what the singer looks like.

Because the girl once had an unusual identity, even now, she is better at escaping and hiding than ordinary people. But all this means nothing to the singer.

No matter how fast she runs, the other party just follows unhurriedly, but she just can't get rid of it; No matter how well she hid it, the other party just came naturally, as if they were always waiting by her side.

Finally, the girl, who realized that she was powerless, stopped and looked directly at the figure she could not remember.

"Who the hell are you? Executioner? ”

She has this psychological preparation.,Maybe one day,School City will bury herself and the secrets she knows.。 She also had this realization for a long time, and she once felt that she could face all this calmly, and even thought that she could step on the executor's hill calmly and wait for the moment of the end of her life with peace of mind.

But that can't be now.

"I don't care who you are, I don't care what you want to do, but I can't die right now. Do you understand? If you push me too hard, I'll do anything! If you understand, leave quickly!"

When your revenge is complete, it doesn't matter what happens. But not right now.

All she answered was the singing voice of the singer.

"If you kiss, then you will give it all."

"But whoever gives you a speck of dust,"

"At that point he will lose everything."

"Thou shalt gather supplies and store women and spices,"

"Thou shalt wear splendid jewels,"

"Thou shalt transcend the kingdoms of the earth in splendor and pride."

"But always in my love,"

"And because of this thou shalt come to my joy!"

The strange singer sings, without any intention of leaving.

"It doesn't make sense."

In the night sky, a curtain of dark clouds quietly lifted a corner. The moon poked its head out quietly.,The cyan moonlight sprinkled gently like a thin veil of ice crystals.,Illuminating the girl's body that symbolizes the school uniform of the first school in the school city.。

But even at such moments, the figure of the singer still cannot be imprinted in his mind.

The cyan moonlight seems to be the singer himself.

The girl couldn't help but flash the word "hermit".

Isn't that the hermit who is said to be noble and powerful, but who does not leave it to the world?

Will this singer be such a character?

The girl shook her head, pushing the meaningless thoughts out of her mind.

Now, she shouldn't be thinking about these things at all.

She needs to concentrate, otherwise, she will never be able to get out of the desperate situation.

The ground began to shake, like a fierce beast buried underground, ready to break through the ground at any moment.

"This is the last warning!"

The girl said. Then she saw the singer's movements.

In the singer's right hand, a gun somehow appeared.

It's not a common pistol now.,It's not a high-tech firearm in the school city.。 It's as if out of order, an old-fashioned short gun.

What kind of power can this kind of firearm have? It should stay in a museum, or in the private collection of some collectors. But the school city? That's not where it's supposed to be.

Despite this, the girl still did not dare to be careless. Black beasts surged from the ground.

There were eight in number, and the almost conscious black object pounced on the singer.

"I'm trying to get you to come to me,"

"Wearing a robe and a rich headdress!"

"I love you! I yearn for you!"

"Pale or purple, obscured or indulgent,"

"All joy and purple me,"

"It's also the deepest feeling of drunkenness,"

"Longing for you!"

"Equip your wings and summon the light that coils in you,"

"Come to me!"

Singing lyrics like love tales, the singer raises a short gun.

In an instant, fire eight times at the same time.

There is no moment, and that moment is more than a moment. In this fragment of time and space, the short spear was fired eight times, each time hitting the black beast.

There are no doubts, no answers. The mysterious singer has condensed this moment into a landscape painting.

Under the girl's jaw-dropping gaze, time seemed to have stopped. Eight black objects stood still in the air, as if frozen by the blue that shrouded them.

It is easy to see, but there is no way to explain it. The singer spins the spear and gently throws a card. The spear flipped in a circle in her hand and mysteriously disappeared without a trace. But her hand was not empty, for at this moment, a huge long-handled scythe had appeared in her hand.

Walking on an overly brisk pace is like wearing delicate dancing shoes and whirling with your feet. She just spun her body and slowly lifted the scythe, gliding lightly through the air. Really, it's just a gentle glide.

It was as if the season of death had come, and the girl's abilities were like petals that had withered after blooming, withering under this aimless wave, and then returning to the earth.

"At all my gathering with you, the priestess will say:"

"And her eyes will burn with desire"

"So she's naked in my secret temple,"

"'Meet me, meet me!'"

"Awaken the fire in all hearts under the magic of her love!"

Singing and spinning, the singer's dance steps are getting faster and faster, more and more ungraspable.

The cold light of the giant scythe continued to carve cyan rings in the pale blue moonlight, like the hands of a clock, repeating itself.

Like a light flickering, and like a flame moving.

The singer seems to use the night as a stage, singing and dancing at the same time. Even if there was only one person in the audience, it did not affect her interest in the slightest.

If it were on weekdays, the girl might still be amazed. But now, when faced with such a singing voice, in the face of such a dance step, every word, every step, is an immeasurable threat.

At this time, all the girl can do is face the threat. She held the viscous pitch-black liquid in her hand, turning it into a sharp blade.

The singer danced as if he were not looking, and at a distance of more than ten meters from the girl, the blue and white light flashed.

The sharp blade composed of power in the girl's hand broke and disintegrated in such a careless flash.

This flash of light is like death penetrating through the dark realm of the dead, bringing the end of all things equally.

"Sing me a charming love song,"

"Light incense for me!"

"Put on jewelry for me!"

"Cheers to me!"

"Because I love you! I love you!"

Singing here, dancing here, the singer stops singing, stops dancing. The giant scythe in his hand is gone, and the singer stretches out his hand as white as snow to the sky. Under the blue and white moonlight, it was as if everything was still with her.

Above the sky, a card descended with the light of the blue moon.

At this moment, the light is like a front, thin and bright.

It was moonlight, it was the sound of illusion, it was a charming painting, it was a sharpness that captured the heart.

The sharpness pierced through the night, and also passed through the girl's shoulder sockets, nailing her firmly to the wall.

I didn't feel any pain, it was more than I could react to. The girl's body was covered with armor made up of her abilities to withstand most damage, but under this sharpness, it was as if it were completely non-existent.

Under the moonlight, in this dreamlike cyan setting, everything seems so unreal. The girl was not even sure whether the singer who was holding a sword and piercing her body at this time was real or illusory.

"What the hell are you ...... Who are ......?"

With more confusion than unwillingness, the girl asked the final question.

It seems that the time of the song's natural pause is slowly passing, and the singer softly sings the last lyrics like a whisper.

"I'm the sunset daughter of cyan eyes,"

"I am the glamorous brilliance of the nude body of the sultry night sky!"

"Meet me, meet me"

Enveloped in the singing, another card gently floated down. Unlike before, the card fell in front of her. Although it only disappeared for a moment, the girl saw the body of the card.

It was the ninth tarot card called "The Hermit".

As the card fell, the singer's figure finally became clear.

The singer's shoes, the singer's skirt, and the singer's sleeves that gradually appeared in the girl's eyes seemed to have been seen before.

That's right...... It was like the uniform of a famous art school in the Ninth School District.

Only then did the girl realize that at some point, the singer had drawn her sword.

At this moment, the singer is lifting the corner of her skirt with her left hand, and her right hand holding the sword is hanging forward, and she is gracefully bowing to her, the only audience member, like a curtain call.

Reaching out to touch the left shoulder pierced by the sword, the girl was surprised to find that there was no wound.

It's as if everything that happened before was just an illusion.

The girl looked up, and for the first time the singer's face was truly imprinted in her mind.

Unexpectedly, the singer looked so young. Even, more young than a girl.

At this moment, the night is occupied by blue, and time and space are filled with blue.

At this moment, this mysterious singer is so lonely and so beautiful......