Chaos.

Vast chaos.

In the chaos, there was light, and suddenly it lit up.

It was as if it was a ray of hope, shining through the vastness.

The white light feathers, like cherry blossoms, fluttered and scattered, and then dissolved.

"Hey—he's obviously a fateful person, and he unexpectedly needs me in such a place...... I should say, it's really still a child......"

The faint voice, ethereal and distant, seemed to come from outside the sky.

But unexpectedly, it is unexpectedly true, and it can't be ignored.

The dazzling light flashed in an instant.

It was as if the heavens and the earth had just opened, and chaos was torn apart.

Even the rising sun became dim.

All eyes were blind in an instant, accompanied by a burning sting.

Demonic laughter, choking suddenly.

Then, before it could disappear completely, it turned into a groan of pain.

light, quickly converged.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a silver-white figure, standing tall.

There is a wind, blowing gently.

Blowing over the silver eyes, the mist was misty.

Kazama snapped back to his senses.

It's like waking up from a big dream.

In the dream, there was a god of death dancing, and in an instant, it turned into white wings and dissipated.

It's a delusion, but it's frighteningly real.

Just like the one in front of him, his face was distorted with horror.

"Nope! No way! How did you do that?! That's impossible! ”

The frightened man was talking to himself like a roar, and his right hand was trembling violently trying to lift it.

However, it was reversed, as if it was twisted.

With that seemingly hard armed mech.

"Ahh......h Ahem......"

The terrible screams stopped abruptly before they could fully erupt.

Instead, there was a violent cough and wheezing.

It was lifted up.

The guy who was laughing maniacally, immersed in the killing.

Kazama raised his feathers and slowly raised his head, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"I've already given you a chance."

The palm of the hand tightened slightly, and he suddenly exerted force.

Between the fingers, there was a slight squeezing sound of bones.

"Yikes!"

"Let go of me!"

"Let it go!"

"Badass! Big Bad! ”

A scream, followed by a violent revolt.

Suddenly looking back, what Kazama Yangyu saw was a figure of three paths, constantly struggling.

A few armored men who slipped past at some point tightly strangled the kite and the others, no matter how they struggled, they didn't move.

The cold muzzle of the gun was straight against the delicate skin.

"Let go of the captain! Not...... Otherwise! ”

Obviously, it was a threatening word, but with a trill that could not be concealed.

The so-called law enforcers, at this moment, have completely become criminals.

The ugliness is revealed.

"Let them go."

Still, it's that faint tone.

It's just that it's missing, and it's smiling indifferently.

Instead, there was a rising flame in the silver pupils.

"You...... You let the captain go first, come with us! ”

The muzzle of the gun suddenly tightened even tighter.

But the trembling also became more intense.

Obviously, it is a hot summer like love, but why do you feel the cold like winter?

"Kill...... Kill ......"

Suddenly, there was a hoarse roar that was almost inaudible.

The man who was lifted up, struggling desperately, grinned, squeezed a faint syllable out of his throat.

The bloodshot eyes almost fell out, protruding at an extremely exaggerated angle.

With despair, with fear, with resentment.

Kazama Yang Yu smiled coldly, and the power in his hand suddenly doubled.

"I repeat, let go, she, they!"

Word by word, cold to the bone.

Accompanied by a sudden sound of metal twisting.

One after another.

Crisp, yet cold.

The crowd bowed their heads sharply.

Then, I saw the chambers of the guns, which had been straight, suddenly bent without warning.

In an instant, it twisted into a twisted ball.

There was a wind, blowing, turning into a silvery white shadow.

And then, there was one, big fists.

"Bump!"

"Boom!"

"Click!"

With three crisp sounds, three figures stumbled straight out and smashed on their teammates.

For a time, people turned on their backs.

"Sister Kite!"

The three little guys, who had finally escaped from the clutches of the devil, quickly pounced, like cubs, and got into each other's arms, crying and grinding at the same time.

"Don't cry, don't cry. It's okay......"

As he said this, the kite's face changed suddenly.

With a muffled snort, two eyebrows, and quickly frowned.

"Kite!"

With a fierce flick of his hand, he threw out the man in his hand, who was already beginning to roll his eyes, and Kazama hurriedly grabbed the kite's arm.

In the hand, it was a touch of wetness, with an ominous stickiness.

Blood, dripping blood, slowly flowed out from the shocking wound.

Although it didn't hit, although it just passed by, the sharp bullet still easily tore the weak skin.

A wave of fear, like a shadow, quickly enveloped it.

In an instant, it turned into a rising flame and ignited.

Kazama raised his head sharply, just about to turn around.

However, it was a pause.

The silver eyes stared at the front of him, staring at the thatched hut full of desolation.

Clear bullet holes, one by one, dotted with each other, willfully and haphazardly dotted on the soft mud walls.

Let Kazama's pupils shrink suddenly.

"I'm fine."

In my ears, gentle words came.

With a hint of a reluctant smile.

The sheared pupil reflected Kazama's lost expression, and the kite gently stretched out her hand and covered Kazama's arm, patting it comfortingly.

But Kazama raised his feathers, but he didn't seem to hear it, just stared blankly, stared.

Then, finally, it turned into a long sigh.

"Let's go. I'll go back with you. ”

Not to the kite, but to the guy who was getting up from the ground one by one.

Everyone was slightly stunned, and for a while, they didn't react.

"You're actually here for me today, aren't you? So I'll go back with you, now, at once. ”

With a faint tone and a faint expression, he didn't look like a prisoner who was about to be killed.

But Kazama Raising Feather, that's exactly what he said.

"You...... You can't go with them! ”

The kite, which finally reacted, was startled and grabbed Kazama's arm.

Yingying's eyes were full of pleading.

"It's okay...... Remember, take good care of them......"

Gently rubbing the three little guys who were holding their thighs and refused to let go, the corners of Kazama's mouths suddenly hooked up a gentle arc.

Shaking his head, he slowly raised his head and glanced at the kite.

Then, a slight struggle.

Take it in stride.

"Let's go."

Walking straight to the middle of the crowd, Kazama sneered and glanced at the man who had passed out due to shock.

"When he wakes up, remember to tell him, don't think about coming back to find fault in the future, if you let me know, as long as I have a breath, how much they suffer, I will pay you back tenfold!"

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"Name."

fingers, quickly in the air clicked.

There was no tapping, just a phantom arc of light.

"Kazama Raising the Feather."

"Race."

"Leave it at that...... It's an elf. ”

"Birthplace."

"Uh...... Another world. ”

"Huh?"

The illusory screen, which was constantly jumping, quickly dimmed.

"Another world!"

"Oh......"

The little boy who was making the record raised his eyes with a strange look and stared at Kazama.

After a while, he nodded suddenly.

"I know, the problem children are all from another world."

As he said solemnly, the little boy's fingers turned into phantoms again.

Then, suddenly, he poked the ground hard.

Between the palms of the hands, a handful of strangely shaped cards fell out of thin air.

“……”

This time, it was Kazama Raising Feather with a strange look.

"Okay, here's your key, enter the door, turn left and jump down at the first intersection. One bedroom, one living room, air-conditioned bathroom, toilet, catering and serving machine, the daily charge is 300 gold coins......"

"Three-100 gold coins?! Are you robbing money? ”

"We don't rob money, it's against the law, we just make money."

Glancing at Kazama Rising Feather faintly, the little boy got up and slapped the key in Kazama's hand.

Then, slap the white metal door.

"If you are in arrears for more than two days, you will be automatically transferred to a group cell. Any more questions? ”

The light blue electricity flashed by, and the originally closed door quickly opened.

Kazama took a tentative step forward, glanced up at the glimmering ceiling, and then looked back at the little boy in the doorway.

"......, no."

In fact, there are many, such as why is it a small child who makes the record? Why is it that even though it is a prison cell, it is still so elegant, and the fees are so expensive? Why did you say that you would take yourself to the City Lord's Mansion, but you were thrown directly into the cell halfway......

Of course, the biggest problem may be...... Why is the way to enter the room so weird?

Kazama raised his feathers and stared blankly at the so-called "first left turn", and finally understood the true meaning of "jumping".

The mouth of the black rumbling cave is bottomless.

Sure enough, there shouldn't be a better way to get inside than jumping, right?

But, before that......

The power of the mind poured out in an instant.

No...... Nothing.

Whether it's a human body sensing device or a trap.

Nothing seems to be out of the ordinary.

Don't...... Are you worrying too much?

Kazama shook his head slowly, and without thinking too much, he stepped out.

Then, just like that, I jumped straight down.

"Bump!"

There was a crunch sound, the sound of a hard object falling to the ground.

Accompanied by a sudden curse.

In a moment, it dissipates into darkness.

In the darkness, there was a childish voice, and suddenly it sounded, and a small figure slowly walked from the door.

"Why don't you send him to the City Lord's Mansion? Didn't you say that you could get 10,000 gold coins? ”

"Don't worry, after tonight, don't say 10,000 gold coins, you can take 100,000 gold coins."

Insolent words, cold tones.

The captain of the law enforcement team, who woke up at some point, stared at the slightly blurred three-dimensional figure in the middle of the monitoring room.

"Moreover, I want this kid to send me to this glory and wealth with his own hands."

The fat body, slightly curled up on the chair, accompanied by the gloomy gaze, like a poisonous snake, quietly hibernating.

Waiting for the best moment to deliver a fatal blow to your prey.