The absolutely neutral Academy City is also a peaceful scene today.

Autumn has already arrived in the city, and the autumn leaves are falling, covering the city's roads with a scarlet carpet.

It's late afternoon, and the city roads are bustling with students after school.

Harold calmly walked along the avenues of College City, most of the oncoming passers-by were locked on him, although he was very unhappy with the hot gaze cast by almost all of the same sex, but his expression was well maintained, and he was not shocked.

"This hateful party of appearances! Lao Tzu is a man. Harold was helpless, but he was used to it.

You really can't blame the men!

Delicate cherry lips, fair skin, delicate facial features, long eyelashes like a doll, and a slender and tall figure that matches a beautiful face.

And the slim-fitting black suit adds a touch of heroism to his deadly charm.

Although it gives the image of a cute girl in male clothes, it is a pity that Mr. Harold is really a man.

Of course, even though he was a little uncomfortable to look at by the gaze that came at him from time to time, Harold still maintained a sharp sense beyond the ordinary.

He knew he was being targeted.

"How many? This is the first few of the month, maybe a dozen. The corners of Harold's mouth twitched.

The tailman who has been knocking out the three-digit tail idiot in the alley has always asked the knights who patrol the night to wake up the men who have passed out in the alley, so that all kinds of strange rumors have spread in the market since then.

Harold decided to make an example of the monkey, this time with heavy hands, such as kicking the kneecap of the man behind him or breaking his wrist.

Although whether it is for the former self or the original owner of this face, the killing is always a shadow.

But if there is no need to kill, Harold will still keep a hand.

It's just that whether the other party is disabled or not is not what he cares about.

"I've been in trouble lately." Harold took a deep breath, the heat of the exhaled air forming a white mist in front of his face.

Turning the street corner in front of him, Harold's feet suddenly accelerated, and the footsteps behind him, which he had judged to be following him, also accelerated.

Somewhere in the middle of this street, connecting this remote alley.

It's a great place to use it as a place to take down the stalker.

The beautiful man dodged, and his figure flashed into the alley.

The glow of the autumn sunset has completely disappeared into this remote path.

In this gloomy, silent, cramped alley, there was only the footsteps of Harold and the footsteps of the stalkers who almost overlapped it.

The alley suddenly became darker, and the light that leaked through the narrow sky disappeared, and the fingers could not be reached.

The absolute darkness lasted for about three seconds, after which the alley returned to its original hazy light.

But the alley became empty.

It's empty, and no one seems to have come.

"Huh? Delusion? "There was a subtle human voice in the air.

Then there was the sound of soft footsteps in the silent alley, as if hesitantly walking to the place where Harold had just disappeared.

The stalker lifted his invisibility spell and revealed himself in the dimness.

"There are no other exits to this alley, and he doesn't have time to use invisibility spells." The stalker pondered.

"Above?!"

But before he could look up, a knife fell from the sky and struck the back of the man's neck.

There was a "plop", and there was a muffled sound of a human body falling to the ground from the depths of the alley.