I've been wondering how far away the war is. The contradiction between the emerging scientific side and the magic side, the contradiction between the three sects on the magical side, and the contradiction between various countries...... and even the internal contradictions of the emerging scientific side. It feels like a little provocation of these things, a little bit of spark, will cause a great war that is enough to destroy the entire human civilization and even the entire planet.

However, it wasn't exactly what I imagined, like a guy desperately pouring ice water on an overheated pile of flammable material. Whenever the trend of war arises. Whenever there is a crisis of this and that, there will be a guy named "Hero" who will appear and then turn the tide and drag the situation back, and then everyone will delete and delete and continue to play this dangerous dynamic balance game.

That's usually what happens. But here, there's a little bit of variability. That is, the hedgehog who was supposed to be the firefighter and poured cold water to cool down was abandoned, and now his place is replaced by an arrogant, unscrupulous, and insatiable madman.

"So, I just want to be LV6, and that's not too much, isn't it?" If someone had questioned me, I would have answered her with such a reason. It would be even better if you combined it with the opponent's bruised and bruised fall to the ground, as well as my three-point indifference, three-point superiority, three-point killing intent, and a pistol. Completely typical villain, isn't that what I'm performing at the moment?

But the ending is not the same as a traditional adventure action movie. That's for sure...... Right?

"That guy, I seem to know that guy......"

On the way back to the 177th branch, Mikoto Misaka and Kuroko Shirai were talking. Although the two third-person pronouns are the same, Kuroko does understand Mikoto Misaka's words.

"Compared to that, I still want to know why my sister showed that expression when he stopped him." Kuroko said. Like Mikoto Misaka, she didn't say who this third-person pronoun was referring to. But Mikoto Misaka could still understand.

"That guy......" Mikoto Misaka looked up at the sky and was silent.

"Something must have happened between my sister and that guy, right? That guy's words can indeed disguise any emotion -- because he's such a hypocritical guy who is so good at disguising. But my sister's words shouldn't be fake......"

"Can you stop mentioning this again, Kuroko? I don't want to say more. Mai Trin replied.

"Sister-sama...... Forget it, since my sister said so, I can't continue to ask. So let's discuss the handling of this group of armed incapacitated people, and recently, the guards have also been discussing it, saying that they want to deal with them. Maybe it won't be long before those guys are cracked down. ”

"Really...... It has nothing to do with me anyway. ”

I heard Mikoto Misaka say such an unconventional thing. Kuroko frowned, but it was basically impossible for her to open her mouth to reprimand Mikoto: "Forget it, my sister is tired too, let's go back first." ”

"Hmm." Mai Trin nodded, and left. So the next events can only be regarded as soy sauce for them. The protagonist has something else.

177 Branch. Thinking back to my words, and what happened a few years ago, Gufa Meiwei's mood couldn't be worse. I thought that this matter had come to an end and that I could start a new life...... But I didn't expect that it would be good to say that it was a ghost, or that it was a bad fate. I actually heard about that guy again......

"If I hadn't known Wright, I would have been happy for a while." Gufa Meiwei thought so, and then made up his mind, turned around and said to Hatsuharu Ornament, who was still working:

"I'll go first." Then he turned and left. This kind of behavior surprised Hakuharu very much. Because of the solid law predecessors in her impression, she is quite responsible, and she will never be late or leave early casually.

After leaving the 177th Branch, Gufa Meiwei mounted his motorcycle and headed towards the place where it had not been for a long time, belonging to the armed incapacitated group. Maybe it was because she knew the way, or maybe it was because of me and Mai Trin who had made a big fuss before this, she didn't arouse any bad interest when she entered the garbage heap, and went to the abandoned building where the big spider was entrenched, and then walked to the rooftop.

On the rusted railing of the rooftop, the shape of an umbrella should be drawn with an oil-based pen, and on both sides of the umbrella are two names.

Gufa Meiwei.

The black wife flows.

Generally speaking, this graphic is used by young couples to show affection...... So, to, say......

But now this figure is gone. The balustrade is bare, and the place where there should be an imprint is no different from the rest of the place.

"Gone?!"

"Yo." Just as Gufa Meiwei felt strange, a familiar voice came from behind her. She turned around and saw the man in a jacket, with burgundy hair and long, narrow eyes.

"Before, senior!"

Although she had mixed feelings before, after actually meeting him, Gufa Meiwei was sure that she was very excited and happy.

"Is that what you call 'leaving right away'?" Not far away, on the roof of another building, I was in no mood to look any further. At the same time as he turned to leave, he also pronounced the death sentence of the black wife.

There is no need for a reason, no need for confirmation, and of course there will be no explanation. A few days later, the Guards' original decision to suppress the Spider-infested Strange was rejected by the Governing Council. Just when the bad guys who got the news rejoiced, a disaster struck.

That's right, it's a 'disaster'.

Unlike the guards, who usually seem to have more 'police' than the army, and basically do not kill people, this time it is a group of professional, modernly armed soldiers. A batch of murderous weapons that have been debugged by drugs, physically modified, and mentally controlled, have completely devoid of any humanity.

If you go against the guards, you will be imprisoned or a juvenile correctional center or something like that, but the result of going against these guys is ......

"It's a little bit of a fuss." Seeing a corpse with blurred flesh and blood, missing arms and legs being carried away, my heart was a lot more relaxed, and after saying this, I happily took the person's hand and walked towards the black wife who had lost her mobility.