Not all traps catch prey, and not all plans come to fruition in the end. Like Merlin's painstaking booby trap, he didn't find anything for the next two days after trapping the strange man who was said to be capable of creating nightmares. So Merlin, who had basically recovered his body, simply put away his weak disguise and began to travel normally, and he did not encounter any assassinations along the way.

Merlin occasionally harbors unrealistic fantasies that he has defeated his mother's killers, stalled the noble woman's plans, and won a chance for himself to stay alive...... However, Merlin is also very aware that those are just his imaginary self-comfort. The woman he called his mother would never give up because of these failed actions that could not even be called setbacks. The contest between him and her can only be put to rest by death.

Therefore, Merlin, who was in a hurry, ostensibly relaxed his vigilance and precautions against the outside world, and tried his best to celebrate his life as happily as a fool who had survived the catastrophe, and continued his journey with great excitement, and broke into dangerous places with great swagger...... But secretly, he did not lower his guard at all, on the contrary, he increased the intensity of his vigilance again.

Once again, he set a trap with himself as bait, quietly waiting for the hunters who didn't know whether they were alive or dead. Merlin was patient and patient, he just kept his clumsy performance and waited quietly.

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Merlin's fears were justified, and although no assassins had continued to assassinate him in the last few days, there was still a group of people who were following him from afar.

It was a team of four, all dressed in old-fashioned slim suits, most of which were brown-green and fit in well with their surroundings. They all wore small hats on their heads, and the lower edge of the hats obscured most of their faces, which looked very mysterious. Each carries a small backpack on their backs, several Poké Balls hanging from their waists, and various weapons hanging or hanging from their waists. Pedal on the straw sandals that almost no one wears anymore.

These four strange creatures were far away from each other, as if they were very distant, and as they went, they looked at their companions vigilantly and vigilantly. They moved swiftly from tree to tree with a very strange pace, landing lightly on the ground with only the foreballs of their forefeet, and leaping back and forth on the ground with small but fast legs, occasionally leaping high or jumping on the branches or grabbing the branches and swinging forward. Like four sneaky demons with their own ghosts, the four of them shuttled through the forest silently and without leaving a trace.

When they reached the foot of a huge tree, the man with three handfuls of ribs pinned to his waist made a gesture, and the other three immediately stopped their progress and reluctantly gathered to his side.

"Looks like this guy is a little tougher than I thought......" He said in a voice not much louder than a whisper as he looked around with a hawk's sharp gaze, his back and limbs curled up slightly with the terrifying strength in it, "We've been following him for so long, and we haven't been able to find a chance." ”

"We've dealt with a lot of killers for him." The guy with a large bow and a crossbow hanging from his waist said in a thick, deep voice, "Instead of letting his guard down, it made him more vigilant. ”

"He's a naturally distrustful and insecure person...... "He doesn't mind speculating with the greatest malice, and he's always planning for the worst...... He has been a prey for too long, and he has become accustomed to being hunted. ”

The only guy among the four who didn't show his weapon on his face also spoke at this time, "Our crimson ninjas trust in absolute force, not on ghost tricks like those light red soft eggs. He said bluntly, "Just go up and cut off his head, why waste time with all these fancy means?" He looked at the man with the knife with a provocative gaze, "Or do you not have the qualifications and ability to lead my generation as a middle ninja just as a ninja?!" ”

Instead of being annoyed by the provocation from his companion, the man with the knife was a little eager to try, "Now is not the time. When the mission is over, we can have a good time and see if I have what it takes to command you. ”

"It's not a good idea to force the crimson lone ninja together." The guy with the Zen staff on his back said leisurely, "It's a miracle that the crimson ninja, who has always been known for his untrustworthiness, rebellion, and rebellion, has been able to work together all the way until now. ”

"Humph!" Both the man with the knife and the man with the empty hand turned their heads to glare at the guy carrying the staff.

"Although you have inherited the secret art of the 'Wind Demon' lineage, don't forget, you are also a ninja born in crimson." The guy with the longbow teased.

The guy carrying the Zen staff glanced at the longbowman, although he didn't directly refute it, but he also moved his lips and spit out a few words disdainfully, looking at the shape of his mouth, it was probably a word like "female streamer".

The four crimson ninjas looked at each other with suspicion and malice, and the scene became tense for a while.

Since ancient times, the crimson ninja have been known for their refusal to submit to their lords, their insecurity, their lack of faith, and their unrighteousness, and they have always considered themselves mere traders selling martial arts, offering only what they think is reasonable for their higher bidders and more suitable employers. These ninjas, who believe in the power of the individual, never know what cooperation means or what unity is, and they seem to prefer to take the lives and status of their fellow ninjas rather than cooperate with their peers.

Even after a devastating blow, the reborn Crimson Ninja still doesn't seem to have gotten rid of these stinking problems.

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Four Crimson ninjas follow Merlin's trail as they wander through the forests of the Light Red region. And the current owners of this mountain forest, the group of light red ninjas who spread the name of ninjas to the world, have finally stepped out of their ancient houses and began to appear in their own territory.

Between the dense forest, more than a dozen men and women in various costumes rushed through the forest, and each ninja who was walking was followed by a Pokémon, which either followed closely, explored forward, or pressed behind. The group of ninjas did not cover their faces carefully like the four crimson ninjas, but showed their faces in a big way, only two women, one older and one small, wearing masks to cover half of their faces.

The older woman on the left has a long green hair that shimmers with a bewitching light, and the green behind the long ponytail sways from side to side as the woman runs. The woman's side was closely followed by a chubby hairy ball, and it could bite the woman's footsteps all the time with a pair of small short legs.

The young girl on the right, with a flat figure, had short purple-black hair, and these short hairs that seemed to be sturdy were gathered together with great difficulty and tied to the back of the girl's head with rubber bands. The girl was clearly different from the ninjas around her, that is, she wore a pink cloak tied to her back, and the cloak turned into a straight line behind her as the girl ran quickly.

There was no verbal or physical communication with the group, they were just running as hard as they could, scurrying straight in the direction Merlin was ongoing.

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Occasionally calming down and thinking about his seventeen years of life full of mistakes and suffering, Merlin really couldn't find any suitable expression to face except for a wry smile. Thinking about the butcher's knife wielded by his mother, Merlin felt even more bitter and painful. What child doesn't want a mother? What kid wouldn't want a home? But the most basic and indisputable demands were an unattainable luxury and an impossible fantasy for Merlin.

Sitting on a slightly cold rock, elbows propped up on knees and hands covering his face, Merlin curled up as much as he could. He had intended to create an illusion that he had completely relaxed his guard to attract the killers who might still be there, but he didn't expect that when he finally calmed down, he would be completely sunk in it because of the turbulent memories in his mind.

Once the valve is opened, the memory becomes an uncontrolled torrent, which does not change in the slightest with personal subjective consciousness, but keeps venting and washing until he himself can no longer bear it, until he finds a new focus.

Grandpa died, and this matter Merlin was not unacceptable. Mom was going to get rid of him, and Merlin was prepared for it. The father, who is almost blank in his memory, seems to be planning to cooperate with his wife to get rid of his son, which is not news to Merlin...... But why? Obviously, they are all mentally prepared, and they have long known about this kind of outcome. Why do you still feel so tired and miserable when it comes to the end of the day?

Curling up harder, Merlin clumped himself together.

He suddenly felt very tired, struggling to wander aimlessly in this chaotic world that he didn't like at all, watching this strange world being filled with endless ambitions in everyone's hearts, and watching people rush and fight for that insatiable desire...... They are happy and contented. Merlin was distressed and empty.

But why can't the world accommodate his own little wish? He's just, just wants to have a home. Why is it so difficult to realize such a small wish?

[Well, although it is a bit rude to interrupt your self-pity so presumptuously......] Reiko's charming voice suddenly sounded in Merlin's confused mind, [But, um, but...... I think you seem to be getting some of the concepts wrong. 】

Merlin didn't answer.

What is home? It has to be a family with parents and younger siblings, and a family will always love each other with Meimei? Then your request is a bit too much, you must know that even in the imaginary world of the imaginary world, there will be no such perfect family as zài. Your desire is not small, but too big. 】

[Compared with orphans without parents, you at least know the existence of your biological parents. Compared with the orphans who are helpless, you at least have an elder who loves you. Compared with the poor and poor, you at least have no worries about food and clothing. Compared to lonely people, you are at least not lonely. Compared to those who have no choice but to go with the flow in the tide of fanatics, you at least have the power to control yourself. 】

Sometimes, don't always think about what you want, but think more about what you already have. You have so many things that others can't dream of, so why don't you value them and treasure them? Don't just stare at what you don't have and others have, that will only make you more greedy and more miserable. Think more about what you have that others don't, and that might make you happier. 】

Merlin's tense body gradually softened and relaxed, [Yes, at least, I still have you ......]

[It's good to figure it out.] Lingzi said very happily, "Then don't think about it all day long. By the way, by the way, the guests you're expecting are already here......]

Its voice was still echoing in Merlin's mind, but Merlin, who was still curled up, felt a great crisis at the same time, and without thinking about it, he immediately teleported and fled behind a giant tree not far away.

"Buzz~", "Poof~", "Bang~", "Ding~"

At the same time that Merlin's figure flickered a few times and disappeared, a long feather arrow, a row of blowing arrows, three flying kunai, and four quadripartite shuriken almost simultaneously struck into the rock where Merlin had been sitting.

Merlin, who was hiding behind a tree, glanced at the boulder that had been torn apart, and the corners of his eyes jumped wildly. But before he could finish his shock, there was a chill that penetrated directly into the bone marrow through the skin and flesh from the back of his head, Merlin subconsciously leaned over to the side of his original position, and the corner of his eyes swept away, only to see an emerald green scythe against the tip of his nose and quickly brushed it, severing the giant tree that he had previously regarded as a reliable obstacle, and the thick trunk innocently fell to the side and crushed the surrounding trees.

With a gasp, Merlin teleported again and fled into the distance. That mantis was much more vigorous than the mantis brothers held by Merlin, and the giant tree that required at least seven or eight adults to hug it would take at least three or more consecutive slashes to cut it if it was to be cut by the mantis brothers, but the mantis actually cut it in half with just one blow. The power of this slash was probably a little stronger than Monador, who was known for his brute strength among Merlin's team, after all, even it was not sure that it could knock down such a thick giant tree with a single blow.

Teleporting behind a tree again, Merlin had just gasped for breath when he heard a rush of breaking through the air, and he hurriedly raised his shield to block these attacks from nowhere. There was a "bang" sound. But it was seven or eight seemingly ordinary feathered arrows nailed to Merlin's hastily erected shield from three different directions, these arrows, probably made of some special metal, actually shattered the telekinesis, and all of them were wedged into those lilac shields, while the feathered tails that were still exposed trembled to themselves. In an instant, countless cracks appeared in Merlin's shield, and then it cracked and vanished in an instant. At the same time as the shield disappeared, three more feathered arrows shot at Merlin in a triangular arrangement, only this time these feathered arrows were followed by a burst of bright petals with a strange fragrance.

Merlin immediately wanted to use teleportation to escape the battlefield, but suddenly he was saddened to find that teleportation and teleportation were no longer possible in this area! The spatial coordinate system here was completely tampered with in an instant!

After knowing that he couldn't escape, Merlin calmed down, raised his right hand and blasted a mental power at the three arrows flying in a array, and then turned around and fled into the dense forest without even caring about the results of the battle.

It's just that behind him are a few ghostly figures.

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