Brand and Leonay hurried through the deserted streets, the only sound of their footsteps echoing through the air in the silence.

The destination they traveled to was the place where Seleuc had fired a flare not long ago.

"That one just now, it's the signal flare of the Imperial Capital Garrison, right?" Leonay said as he ran.

"Yes, there's someone fighting there, maybe Zonke, maybe other companions." Brand muttered, "Whatever the case may be, we need to go over and take a look. ”

"It's good that everybody's all right."

"No problem, the red pupil is the trump card of the 'Night Attack', and Ma Yin and Ciel are also very tacit partners, it's not that easy-"

Brand's voice stopped abruptly, and a sudden burst of crisis came to him without warning, startling him with sweat all over his body, and a thick aura of death instantly approached him.

With his rich combat experience, Brand did not show the slightest panic, but calmly made the most correct judgment.

He jerked up a hand and pushed Leonay away with all his might, jumping backwards with the help of the thrust.

At the same time, a belated roar finally rang out.

"Danger! Get out of the way! ”

As soon as the words fell, the next second, a bright light like a star burst out from the dark night sky, with unparalleled penetrating power and all-destroying power, and bombarded the ground where they had just stood.

With a loud bang, a huge shock storm spread wildly from the point to the surface, shaking Brand and Leonai into the air.

The rubble flew like bullets, making deep and shallow holes in the walls of the surrounding houses, and thick smoke and dust covered them like a mist, blocking the view of the two men.

In the smoke and dust, there was a sudden sound of "click" footsteps, which made both Brand and his body hold their breath, their muscles tense, waiting for the next attack.

The expected onslaught did not come, only the sound of footsteps slowly stopped not far from the two of Brand at an unhurried frequency.

Due to the blocking effect of the smoke and dust, Brand's vision was not real, and he could only faintly see a vague figure.

At this time, Brand had already launched the "Demon Haunting", and the silver-white armor forged from the super dangerous Tyrande enveloped his whole body, and a majestic sense of power flowed through his limbs, raising his physical ability to a terrifying level.

But the power that made him proud could not give him the slightest sense of security, and the palms of his hands holding the "red-backed shrike" were covered with cold sweat, and the sound of his heartbeat was as clear as the beating of a drum.

Brand had already vaguely guessed who the man in front of him was, and it wasn't a difficult conclusion to draw.

A warrior who can use that terrifying spear-throwing technique, even if you look at the entire empire, is definitely no more than five fingers.

And in Brand's life so far, he has only seen one person perform this kind of stunt.

Javier Salmondo!

The owner of the title of "the strongest in the empire", a terrible man known to the world as the "spear of judgment"!

A strong wind from nowhere suddenly blew up, dispersing the smoke and dust that filled the surrounding air, and revealing the true face of the person who had just attacked.

As soon as he saw this person, Brand's heart suddenly cooled, and he said that he was in big trouble this time.

The iconic silver-haired purple eyes, grim countenance, black special military uniform, and bright silver cavalry spear...... Who else could this posture be besides Javier?

The wind continued to blow, as if it were centered on Javier, his military uniform rising with the wind, and his gorgeous silver hair reflected the light of the moon, making him look like a black death from under the moon.

Javier reached out and pulled out the cavalry gun that had pierced deep into the ground, and looked at Brand with an indistinguishable look of remembrance or indifference.

"Long time no see, Brand. Ever since you left the Southwest Military Region, I knew I would see you again one day. ”

“…… I don't want to see you at all, Lord Spear of Judgment. ”

Brand smiled helplessly, and then said in a complaining tone: "It's really drawn, I said, can't you act as if you didn't see us leave?" ”

"No, that's my job."

"That's right." Brand sighed, and then showed his trademark hearty smile, "But it's really a long-lost goodbye, why don't you say hello with a warm hug first?" ”

"If you say hello, I've already called it just now." Javier said lightly.

"So that's a greeting! Your way of greeting is too intense! If I don't get it right, I'll die! ”

"I'm sure you're not the kind of man who would die easily. Of course, if you do die under that level of attack, it only means that you are too weak. ”

“…… You really look up to me, I'm so moved that tears are pouring out. ”

Brand smiled wryly, thinking to himself that this guy still spoke as mercilessly as before.

"Are you Javier Salmondo?"

At this moment, Leonay suddenly stood up, her body opening in a wild stance, staring at Javier with full of fighting intent.

By the time Javier was talking to Brand, she had already launched the "Lion King" and successfully completed the bestiality.

Leonay's golden hair grew waist-length, and her hands turned into hideous claws, exuding a fiery aura that seemed to be a burning flame.

Compared to Leonai before her transformation, she is now closer to a beast, a beast called "Lion".

"I want to see you die! Although I'm always instilled in Brand how good you are, I'm still unwilling to do it if I don't actually fight once. Be enlightened, Javier, I'm a 'night raider'—"

"I don't need to introduce the name or anything." Javier interrupted Leonay and looked at her expressionlessly, "You're going to die here anyway, and there's no need to write down the names of the dead." ”

He spoke very seriously and as a matter of course, and there was neither deliberate arrogance nor deliberate disparagement in his words, as if he were merely speaking an established fact, an established fact like "the apple will definitely fall to the ground."

But because of this, Leonay felt that he had suffered an even greater insult!

"It's really, really infuriating! You guy! See if I don't tear you to shreds!! ”

Leonay exploded, as if a flame was burning in her chest, and an unknown dark substance was about to erupt from her throat.

She felt compelled to tell Javier that lions weren't something to mess with!

Brand reached out and grabbed Leonay, who wanted to rush straight up, and he wouldn't let go no matter how Leonay struggled.

He knows most about how terrifying Javier's strength is, and he doesn't want Leonai to die in vain.

Glancing at Javier with helpless and emotional eyes, Brand sighed faintly.

“…… It's been all these years, and you really haven't changed at all. You can always provoke the anger of others with a few words, is this a natural skill that you were born with? ”

"What kind of mess is that? Don't talk about others as if they were bad-hearted, I never speak with any malice. ”

As if he had been slandered by Brand, Javier retorted righteously.

"No, no, there is definitely malice! And it's full of malice! You super shaky S who builds your own happiness on the pain of others! I've already discovered your true colors! Brand complained fiercely.

"I've long since found out that you're a." Javier fought back faintly.

"Holy! Suddenly a personal attack on you! Although I can't deny ......"

"No, I'd like you to deny that."

Javier had a bit of a chill, and he still couldn't understand Brand's unusual sexuality.

"Then again, your change is quite obvious, that strange plane head doesn't look like a normal person's aesthetic at all, and you've become more depraved, heading towards unknown and dangerous territory."

"What a faux pas! I love this hairstyle! ”

Having an inexplicable conversation with Javier like this, the corners of Brand's mouth showed a nostalgic smile at some point.

It had been a long time since he had felt this feeling, and it was as if he had returned to that time when he was a soldier full of the most precious memories of his life, and that time was worth remembering for the rest of his life.

At that time, Brand was undoubtedly happy, without any complicated thoughts, just wielding the iron weapon in his hand, guarding the empire with full blood.

What's even more valuable is that there are several comrades around him who are fighting for common ideals, such as Javier, who was the same captain as him at that time, such as Arovin, who has outstanding ability but is low-key, and Liva, who has a straightforward personality and is his direct superior.

Together, they swore to protect the country and its people forever.

But then so much happened, and everything changed.

The former comrades have been scattered, their wills have diverged, and the past has become irretrievable.