Charles packed his bags and left the starry night.

He didn't tell anyone to leave on his own, because no one cared about Charles, and those who cared for him were all dead.

The dead are lonely, and the living are vulnerable.

Charles was not destined to have anything to do with the living.

Equally... He doesn't care about anyone who is alive.

It's just that this idea has quietly changed since yesterday.

Standing on the outskirts of the Starry Night, Charles glanced back at the bustling city of the Starry Night, and he shook the pendant hanging on his chest, the figure that always lingered.

...... of the sun Valkyrie?

Charles who has visited Yaori once knows how important this name is in the hearts of the people of Yaori.

It is a blind belief, comparable to belief in the gods.

But...

What is the purpose of so-called prayer?

The smell of blood...

The smell of the blade piercing the body, the smell of a woman being killed by an arrow, the smell of a child being cut by a long blade, the smell of the dead filling the forest.

And the frightened cries of the fugitives.

Charles followed the bloody breath and stood on the scarlet blood-stained grass.

This is a one-sided crushing torture.

Charles looked at the people who were running towards him, their blood stained and their slave garbs.

And the hunters...

"Knight-sama!"

"Leave us alone with the kids! Run! ”

Several valiant knights and men who could still fight stood in the way of the women, who had no strength, and their bodies were pierced by bows and arrows, but they still held their swords, and even axes and hoes.

These people are not knights of the starry night.

Charles looked at the coat of arms on their armor.

A sun rising from a sword and a shield...

This is the national emblem of the Dawn Empire.

They... It's the Knight of the Sun......

"I can't imagine that I'm afraid of death, in order not to go to the front line, I took over the task of asking for help from the starry night, and I will die here!"

An older knight smiled self-deprecatingly, raising his sword and slashing at the Assassins who were charging at him.

"If you were afraid of death, shouldn't you have run away a long time ago?" One of the Knights, who had dodged the blade of an assassin, was still in the mood to tease his comrades.

"I can't even protect my own people, what am I going to do while I'm alive?"

But no sooner had the old knight said this than several black shadows appeared behind them, piercing their necks and causing them to fall to the ground as lifeless corpses.

Charles recognized the Assassins.

End-of-the-road mark......

The person who engraved the seal never acted alone.

Charles sniffed the murderous aura in the air, and this time almost all the people who engraved the seal were gathered here.

For what? Hunt down a group of unarmed civilians?

The men dressed as slaves ran towards Charles in order to survive.

But Charles saw the Assassins take their bows and crossbows and aim them at the fleeing people.

No one will survive!

The trigger was pulled, and the bow broke through the surrounding qiē, shooting at the civilians.

The arrow pierced through their bodies, and the force sent them to the ground, blood spilling out......

No one... Able to survive.

Charles, who thought so, had his pupils shrinking.

Someone... survived.

A little girl.

"Mother... Mother..."The little girl's eyes trembled, looking at her mother's blood-stained face, the feeling of being embraced by her mother has always been warm, but the blood stained on her hands has always been extremely hot.

"Mira... It's okay..."

"But... But ...... "little girl was overwhelmed.

"It's okay..."

"Your chest!" Her eyes were overflowing with tears, arrows piercing her mother's heart, and she looked up at her mother's smile, but it froze at this moment.

Slash down!

Blood splattered on the little girl's cheeks, and her mother's face was replaced by a cold pupil, and at the same time, a head fell into the little girl's arms.

"......" her throat choked, unable to say anything.

The blood-stained blade in the assassin's hand slashed at the little girl once more!

Blood spilled again, spilling over the entire meadow.

"It's... Isn't it His Royal Highness? The Assassin looked at the man who appeared before him.

Charles gripped the sword in his hand, blood dripping down his arm and then at the group of assassins, glancing at the little girl behind him, her pupils had lost their luster.

"Engraving! Don't kill civilians! Charles said word for word to the Assassins.

"Civilians? Are you kidding? These guys are just a bunch of slaves! Lost his country, a slave who is inferior to even a domestic animal! ”

Charles didn't back down, and drew his sword at his waist and aimed it at the assassins.

"Stop us again and again! Even if you're a prince, don't even think about surviving this time! ”

The Assassins drew their daggers and struck at Charles with real murderous intent.

Bang!

The sound of something colliding, Charles saw that there was another survivor.

It was a female knight, also covered in scars, but barely able to stand up and move.

"Run away with her!"

Even Charles herself didn't know why she was standing in front of this little girl, although her heart was cold, the blood flowing in her body was hot.

"But, you..."

"Go find her!" Charles could only think of her alone now, yelling at the female knight, "Go find her, you Valkyrie!" ”

The female knight, apparently able to distinguish between priorities and priorities, rushed over and hugged the little girl who was a little distracted and tried to escape, but several assassins killed the female knight.

"Get out!" Charles blocked the blades with his body as he swung his sword and stabbed the assassins back.

"Hold on!" The female knight knew that she was also dragging Charles back here, and she ran towards Starry Night as fast as she could.

Stained with blood, Charles pulled out the blade of his sword that had stabbed into his chest and arm, his gray-white pupils scanning the group of assassins.

"We know you're the undead, Your Highness." The Assassins let out a chilling laugh.

"I can't kill you once, I can kill you twice! If you can't kill twice, you will die three times! Ten times, a hundred times! Thousands, cut off your neck, cut off your head, dismember your limbs... After becoming torn apart, even the undead should be dead, right? ”

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