Carefully traversing the chaotic battlefield, and then dodging countless guards through layers of barriers, Monet finally found the place where Perona said that the historical text of the road sign was stored.

Almost vertically descending into the deep space underground, in that bomb shelter-like place, the historical text is prominently placed in the center of this space.

"Does this dark red color represent the sinful karma carried by the stone itself?" Monet stretched out his hand to wipe the dust off the surface of the historical text, and then saved the text in his mind word by word.

Regardless of whether the sins of mankind were recorded at the time of the birth of the historical text, at least it was the cause of the war at hand, and the war that arose around them was not once or twice.

Therefore, Monet felt that the restrained red of the historical text was like condensed blood.

The texts of the historical texts were all too familiar to Monet, and she could record them in the most precise and rapid way, however, given the situation on the battlefield at this time, she was still a little anxious after all.

When she finished the transcription, she habitually looked up and checked it again, but at this time she "looked at each other" with a small thing lying on top of the stone.

A surveillance telex-bug.

Although the hard-shelled mollusk was instantly frozen by a cloud of snow, Monet knew that it was too late.

"Is it exposed?"

There was no doubt that her movements must have been exposed to the eyes of the Guangyue clan.

It stands to reason that this kind of mistake should not happen to Monet, but as long as human beings are affected by emotions, no matter how precise their actions are, they cannot always be precise and meticulous...... The strong pressure brought by Kaido made Monet a little out of control, and she was worried about Captain Qiubai, who was fighting Kaido, so she wanted to get the historical text as soon as possible, however, ...... I'm about to lose stability.

Although the situation was extremely urgent at this time, Monet did not lose ground, on the contrary, she made the most correct judgment...... Instead of fleeing from here, I rechecked it at the same pace as I had done to make sure that there were no errors in the historical text I had kept in my head.

Just after she had done all this, she could already hear a noise overhead...... A large group of people rushed in and blocked her.

"Who are you?" The first person who rushed in shouted that he had drawn his knife and slashed at Monet, this is the core area of the Guangyue clan, since he has seen outsiders, then there is no problem with slashing with a knife without asking too much.

On Qiubai's side, Monet is not the kind of crew that emphasizes combat power, and secretaries and research talents like her have never received high-intensity, specialized combat training, and it is difficult to expect her to fight frontal offensive and defensive battles, but fortunately, she is a natural ability.

The samurai's slash was swift and fierce, and Monet did not completely avoid it, and a transparent incision appeared in her shoulder...... It wasn't blood, it was snow.

"Huh, samurai? Such an abrupt attack is inevitably lost in the spirit of the samurai, and you don't even understand the etiquette of reporting your home? As he spoke, the wounds on Monet's body had closed so naturally, and without the attachment of a domineering attack, it was naturally impossible to hit the body of a person with natural ability.

"Hex? I see, that's how you came here to avoid the guards, and there is no need for etiquette with a thief like you! Having said that, the samurai still reported his name, "In the retainers of the Shimokotsuki clan, the samurai fox fire Nishikiemon is also!" ”

In an objective sense, the Pirate Coalition came here to help the Mitsuki clan, at least the benefits outweighed the disadvantages, but there was nothing wrong with Kinemon's attack on Monet...... Originally, they were on opposing sides, and with this rash incursion, there was nothing wrong with being judged to be an enemy.

Monet's body flickered, turned into snowflakes and flew away, and then, this small space instantly became white, and the snowspouts raged in the limited space unreasonably, and the rapidly falling temperature made the samurai brought by Kinemon turn into snowmen and be frozen up.

However, Kinemon's ability to move has not been restricted, after all, he is one of the core retainers of the Guangyue clan, and is also known as "Fox Fire", so naturally he will not be so easy to be hit.

A flaming slash splits Monet's blizzard in two...... After all, the Snow Fruit is not a frozen fruit, and Monet is not a pheasant Kuzan.

"Dome Snow Room: Ten Straw Paper!"

But what did Kinemon not expect was that the wind and snow that had just been split in two immediately gathered from both sides of his body, and then closed from both sides to the middle, and finally formed a hemispherical dome to surround him.

It's a pretty sturdy snow cage, but it's sturdy, the only problem is that the snow can't control the flames...... Moreover, Kinemon also knows "witchcraft", he can change clothes, and he is not afraid of the cold.

By the time Kinemon rushed out of the restraints again, the wind and snow in front of him had all disappeared, and Monet did not "flee in a hurry", but just stood there calmly...... Running away with your back to the swordsman was never the right choice.

Monet raised his hands and signaled that he would not attack again.

"What do you mean?" Kinemon asked with a wary expression.

"You win, I'm out of tricks, what's up with you." Monet's sense of resistance is not very strong, it is not that there are no tricks, but there is no need to continue to fight with the other party, it is indeed difficult for her to defeat the person in front of her.

"Surrender?" Kinemon didn't put down the sword in his hand because of Monet's movements, and surrendered just after two moves, God knows what the other party was doing.

"Of course, Mr. Samurai is not afraid of battle, but he is afraid of the enemy's surrender?" Monet put his arms down again, brought his wrists together, and made a gesture to ask the other party to be handcuffed.

However, the more active she is, the more suspicious she is on Kinemon's side, this routine is not right, and even makes him feel a dilemma.

Keep chopping people? Can't say it, everyone has surrendered and still cut?

Walk directly to each other? I always feel a little reckless, will I fall into the trap?

At this time, Kinemon wished that he had encountered an enemy who could resist to the end, but his entanglement ended here, and the ground under his feet shook violently in the next moment, just like an earthquake had struck an entire city and a whole country.

"It's a pity, Mr. Samurai, you didn't grasp the opportunity to catch me, the movement just now, it is estimated that my friend's friend has landed." Monet said.

"Friends of friends?"

"A lot of friends of friends, are they called sea kings? Or the Imperial Sea Kings? That's pretty much it. ”