Chapter 13: Attack on the Mecha
Night.
Regios.
Castle Lord's Mansion.
The wall is as bright as day.
In the blazing living room, several figures sat separately, and a pair of eyes were firmly focused on the gorgeous girl in the middle.
"Well, Miss Ben understands the general situation, which means that you need to find the missing companion as soon as possible???, right?"
Without looking at everyone, the girl just nodded thoughtfully, raised her jade fingers lightly, and slowly turned a delicate and unique blue and white porcelain cup to her lips.
Then, slowly blow the steaming hot air away.
"Don't worry, since it is a distinguished guest of His Royal Highness Yiyi, it is naturally also a distinguished guest of our ancient family, so although the coward lost the competition, Miss Ben will still unceremoniously find him out."
Between the low sips, the fragrance flows, accompanied, and the flow away from the eye waves.
Although it is said that "pulling out" or something, it still makes people more worried about the eldest lady's style of acting, but in any case, a big stone in everyone's hearts finally fell, and a long-lost smile appeared on their anxious faces.
It's just that before they could say thank you, the girl raised her head slightly, but looked straight at everyone.
"But I didn't expect it...... That strange stone tablet that even the plasma cannon can't destroy was shot by an arrow from your companions...... Hmm, Miss Ben really wants to meet the one you call 'Kazama Rising Feather'? What about teenagers! ”
The slightly narrowed eyes, with the interesting curvature of the corners of the mouth, suddenly made people more worried about the safety of the feathers in the wind.
"Hmm...... It's not a three-headed six-armed ...... It's just a little more handsome than the average elf......"
As if it was deliberately to discourage the other party's interest, Si Wuyi, who had been silent since accepting the punishment, suddenly spoke.
The voice was low, as if talking to himself.
However, it was still heard.
Then, turn into a mocking smile.
"Humph! It's definitely better than someone! ”
Unexpectedly, the word "coward" was not used, but the words were not polite at all.
"Huh? No, you say...... Genie......? ”
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, the girl's head tilted slightly, and the porcelain cup that had just been handed to her mouth was quickly put back on the table.
As if pressing, he stared straight at Si Wuyi.
forced the other party to sit up straight, with his head lowered, like a primary school student accidentally bumped into the head teacher when he was mischievous.
"Yes, elf, an elf who always wears a silver robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, plus elven standard pointed ears and long silver hair."
Saying this, Si Wuyi quietly raised his head, coldly touched the girl's thoughtful gaze, and immediately dodged quickly.
"Only ...... The only thing that was different from the other elves was perhaps the eyes, not lilac, but ......"
"Silver?!"
Huo Ran got up, and the girl's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at Si Wuyi expectantly.
Frightened, he subconsciously shrank back, and then, suddenly, raised his head.
"You've seen him?!"
Four tones, in unison.
The air, suddenly, was quiet.
Five pairs of eyes, staring at the girl.
Expectation, hope, joy, doubt...... and, pleading......
One by one, as if a heavy shadow, the girl was tightly wrapped.
As if to squeeze the truth out of that petite body.
Then, came out.
That truth.
With a girl, with a slightly weird expression.
"Hmm...... It seems like...... Right...... In some barren mountain range......"
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Barren mountains and mountains.
On the banks of the streams.
The starry sky shone slightly.
It was as if the innocent eyes of children were blinking from the sky.
Looking at the two paths, glued together, a faint figure.
The autumn water is shining, and the eyebrows are slightly frowned.
The skin is like clotted fat, and the red lips are like fire.
Kazama raised his feathers, just like that, blankly, looking.
Look, under the body, the woman like a snow lotus.
It seems to be out of his mind, and it seems that he is too involved.
It's just that, sluggish, motionless.
Until, a spring thunder, exploded with a bang.
"You!"
The shameful drink is accompanied by a fragrance like an orchid.
Suddenly coming back to his senses, Kazama was shocked to find that he had completely leaned down at some point.
The four eyes are facing each other, and they are close at hand.
The tips of the noses of the two are almost close to each other.
The bright red lips, as if they were swirling, exuded a fatal attraction that made people fall.
In my heart, there was a voice that kept shouting, closer, closer......
A moment of panic made Kazama Yangyu petrify instantly.
Calm, calm, at this time, you must be calm.
Hurry like a law, and those who are fighting are all moving forward in array! The demons are gone! The demons are gone!
In my heart, I kept chattering, and when I entered the eyes, the autumn water eyes were bright, but suddenly, they were tightly closed.
Ying Yingying, like the morning dewdrops, shimmered in the summer starlight, suffocating, bleak light.
Long eyelashes, trembling slightly, the red-haired woman, as if resigned to her fate, waited quietly.
Waiting, the pain that has long sunk into the depths of memory will sprout again.
Then, in an instant, the growth spreads.
All the time, I thought it was over.
All the time, I thought I had forgotten.
However, it wasn't until that moment that she finally discovered that in a person's life, there are always some memories, some pains, even if the wound heals, even if the memory is buried, it will be touched in the scars? For a moment, it suddenly cracked, and then, it hurt to the heart.
That desperation, after many years, is back.
It's like that dark night, like a mother, with those cold eyes.
There was no screaming, no call for help, because, in such darkness, no one would bring light.
After all, there is only yourself who can be relied on.
The one who can resist fate is still these scarred arms after all.
But, since fate allows me to resist the first time, then I can resist the second time!
Arms, gently, raised.
Although, long since numbness, although, has long been unconscious.
But it still came up, just like then, the girl.
Do your best.
"Smack!"
The stone, hard, slammed into the boy's arm, with a crisp sound.
"Hey, you're not going to be ready to use this stone...... Stone me, right? ”
In my ears, I heard the voice of a young man.
With a hint of a lighthearted teasing.
The woman suddenly opened her eyes, just like that dark night.
However, it's different.
It's different from the ugly man who fell in a pool of blood at that time.
Not the vicious looks, not the horror and pleading.
In front of the woman, it was a young man with a breezy smile.
With a hint of helplessness and tolerance.
The bloodied hand gently removed the stone.
Then, put your head down again, take care of yourself, and bandage it.
Little by little, rub gently.
Then, tie tightly.
The serious expression, just like the vague memory of the father there.
"You ......"
"What am I?"
Gently raising his head, Kazama wiped the sweat from his forehead vigorously, and a playful smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.
"Just kidding, you want to hit me with a stone...... I won't help you suck the poisonous blood, so you won't have to beat me again......"
As he spoke, Kazama got up and walked to the stream.
"And it's spread anyway, it looks like it's just a paralyzing effect, it should, it's okay, right?"
The dirty robe, with that dirty face, seems to be a little dirty even with a smile.
But, why, did I feel a little unruly, unruly......
Yes, delusional...... Still is......
Lost her mind for a moment, the woman was slightly stunned, and then turned into shame.
"You don't have to worry about anything!"
"Okay, I don't care, I don't care, when you regain your mobility, I don't bother to care about you wherever you like...... Don't beg me to marry you......"
As he said casually, he crouched down, and Kazama quickly put his hand into the stream and scrubbed it vigorously.
"Me! Why do I have to ask you to marry ...... Marry ...... me? ”
Her eyes widened suddenly, and a touch of crimson quickly rose on the woman's cheeks, and the feeling of shame seemed to become more and more intense.
"Huh? Looking at the way you look, I thought it was the kind of person who had to marry if he was touched by a man......"
In a helpless tone, with that forcible smile, Kazama raised his hand gently in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.
Then, leaning down again, he picked up a handful of water and sent it to his face.
"If not, then I'm relieved, I'm a ......."
In the middle of his words, he suddenly paused.
Only the clear spring, still swaying slightly, under the starlight in the sky, reflected, a ...... Spooky shadows.
Then, in an instant, it turned black.
"Be careful!"
The water droplets fluttered lightly, and the figures flashed rapidly.
Along with it, the silver broken blade that suddenly swept out of Kazama Rising Feather.
"Ding!"
There was a crisp sound, like a clash of gold and jade.
A pitch-black claw, with a "snap", fell to the ground.
A trace of it, which has not yet dissipated, is black and evil.
Kazama raised his feathers, and in an instant, he swept to the woman's side, and without saying a word, he hugged the other party.
The woman struggled slightly, but she couldn't exert half of her strength, she was ashamed and angry for a while, and wanted to say something, but when she entered her eyes, there were a pair of concerned eyes.
"Are you alright?"
Slightly stunned, the words of reprimand, alive, were swallowed back.
Finally, it turned into a soft "um".
As thin as a mosquito.
When he raised his eyes, Kazama raised his feathers, but he had long since stopped looking at her.
Because, what he is looking at now, as black as a dark cloud, obscuring the starry sky, is the layers of black shadows that have swept over again.
Accompanied, a piercing "rustle" sound.
Although, it has been experienced a few times.
Although, it has been a few times in a hurry.
But this time, it's different.
Already, it's completely different.
Both from the quantity, or, from the momentum.
The dark shadows of the black oppression, as if endless, swept from the distant sky.
Wave after wave, layer after layer, mighty and mighty, the flag covers the sky.
More than a dozen human, ghost, and blood bats, as if they were a general who had experienced a hundred battles, led thousands of troops and horses under their command, and just like that, the curtain swept the sky and the earth, roaring.
Sighing softly, the corners of Kazama's mouth suddenly hooked up a trace of confidence.
With a flick of his palm, a set of black fighters quickly appeared in his hands.
"Armor mode, activate!"
With a soft drink, the silver light flashed.
Several pieces of broken blades, in an instant, danced out angrily.
Accompanied by a faint mechanical sound.
"Click...... Multiply...... Boom ......"
In the flash of light, countless pieces of armor, as if breaking through the barrier of the dimension, quickly ejected from the creator, and then quickly put together.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black meteor and rose into the sky.
With the shining silver light in front of him, in an instant, it broke into the midst of thousands of troops.