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It wasn't until he came to Titan that he came to Stuttgar and began to have a constant relationship with the city, and Ed had his first contact with the dark world of civilization. As early as the beginning of the period when he was running around as a mercenary in the interstellar war, Ed had inevitably had various intersections with various underground forces in the interstellar together with the troops, and even some of them were far from being terrifying than Stuttgar, a small planetary city, could imagine. Only in the interstellar sky, in the starry sky, in that battlefield, are the big players who really have unimaginable strength.

This is one of the reasons why, although he is nothing in himself, Eddard, who can only be described as relatively insignificant, this small former interstellar mercenary, not to mention Donfrie or Dark Paradise, even in the face of A.R.X, Albert and other behemoths in Stuttgar, can remain indifferent. It's not that he doesn't know how powerful they are, it's just that he's seen even more powerful and massive giants.

But despite the obvious differences in size, these forces born in the dark shadows of civilization are basically similar in some ways, such as the nature of what they do, the purpose of everything they do...... Take, for example, the structure of their internal power framework.

Although there may be some differences in the name, each dark group organization can be divided into four classes from top to bottom: leader, top, middle, and bottom, and there are special positions independent of these four classes, such as advisors and advisors, such as law enforcers.

Regardless of the organization's own personality for the positions of the middle and upper management classes, the names of the members at the bottom are almost always surprisingly consistent—soldiers, full members, and "button men." And both in the past and in the present, all the button people Ed has ever met have only given him one feeling - tools. Not only is it a tool, but it's also electric, fully electric.

To be specific, to be clear, these people seem to be like robots, they don't have their own thoughts, they only know how to obey orders, even if they pay with their lives, they have to complete the task - the task is heaven, the earth, and everything. Fear? Scared? Don't you think it's worth it? Want to escape? All of this is of course, but they are trained to think about these things in their usual lives, when they sit down, when they play cards, when they go to the bar, or even when they roll the sheets with the women, but not in the course of their mission, which they are doing in a state of progress. The Button Men who are full members of the Underworld are not able to go directly to work with a license without any nutrition, and the training they receive is nothing compared to interstellar mercenaries or other real bloodstained troops, but it is also slightly effective.

Nothing is more important than the mission itself when it comes to carrying out a mission, so to hell with fears or anything.

So now there is such a scene in front of Ed's eyes - in the narrow passage, those buttonman soldiers who are chasing behind Ed and old Duroc, the companion in front of them was shot through the head by Ed, and before his body fell, he was actually supported by the second soldier next to him in the back line, because the people behind would not wait for the first buttonman who was killed by Ed to lie down and fall to the ground, because it would take at least a second and a half, And they couldn't stop and waste a second and a half waiting for something like this, and even if they did, letting a corpse stand in the way would be an obstacle for those behind.

Then things became what Ed saw now, the big brother who ran in second place actually carried the body of the previous big brother on his shoulder, and the old Duroc carried himself, and the speed of the horse in front of him did not decrease, and it ran into a mosaic.

This scene was only clearly seen by Ed when he fired the second shot, when he was blocked by his eldest brother with a corpse. Before Ed could figure out what he should say, Old Duroc had already carried him out of the narrow passage and re-entered the bright hall.

Beyond the narrow passage was the other side of the huge machine, which was also the closest edge of the building. Both Eddard and Old Duroc could see at a glance that the platform that was only a few floors below them was connected to an iron door leading to the outside, and it was already open, I don't know if it was originally opened, or if it was opened by a group of pursuing buttonmen, or if it was opened by the rabbits of Dark Paradise when they entered here. But now it doesn't matter, the two of them just need to know that it's an exit, and it will be enough for them to get out of here.

But just as they were about to find their way down, old Duroc suddenly had a sense of foreboding in his heart, and a sense of déjà vu enveloped his whole body for no apparent reason, making him throw Ed forward from his shoulder without hesitation.

"Hey ......"

Inexplicable consternation had just emerged from his face, and Ed's eyes, which had been thrown into the air with his back facing backwards and face forwards, suddenly widened. He saw, he saw the old Duroc who was still doing the standard throwing of the shot put, and the shadow that fell from the sky and hung over his head.

"Bang!"

The moment Ed landed, he heard the same dull thud at about the same time. Sitting up neatly with one hand, the scene in front of him made him lick his lips with a sigh, half-closed eyes and frowning slightly, grinning the corners of his mouth with dark eyes, and cursing in his heart.

Carl, the oldest monster in the room, pressed the center of Old Duroc's vest from behind in a one-knee position, pressed his head with one hand, and pressed his face down on the ground, making Old Duroc's whole body immobile like a ravaged corpse.

Relying on his strong vision and insight, Ed soon realized that Carl was wrong. Although his body was still wrapped with unstoppable madness and soaring blood, compared to the previous mellowness that was integrated and retracted freely, now it became a little more disordered, and the shoulders with his head down gently rose and fell slightly, indicating that his breathing was not stable and very violent. If you think about it a little, you can understand that I am afraid that the girl in the rabbit mask that Carl and the old Duroc both knew - whoever she was, she made Carl suffer and frustrated his spirit.

But it's still bad, it's too bad. Carl is here now, and Rabbit doesn't, and whatever happens to her, it's Ed and Duroc Sr. facing Carl and his Buttonmen - in other words, they have no chance of winning, even if not at a time when both of them are in an unusually bad state and have no power.

“……”

The buttonman in the back also rushed out of the narrow road at this time, and the living eldest brother who ran in front immediately threw the corpse in his hand to the side after the space was sufficient, and threw it down over the railing. Then, when they saw Carl, they all immediately stopped, and stopped not far behind Carl.

Raising his head sharply, Carl looked at Ed. The moment they made eye contact, Ed already understood, and at the same time was ready for it. He frowned, his pupils constricted, he grinned at the corners of his mouth, and pulled out the Death Reporter's pistol from his waist, about to make a final effort with the only hope he had left.

However, he paused in the middle of his movements, and Carl also turned his head back sharply, looking in the direction he had come to the court.

The buttonmen in the back didn't know what was going on, but they were not slow to react, and after noticing the strange behavior of their own family leader, they also turned their heads to look at the back and upwards. Then, the eldest brother who had carried the corpse for half the way before blinked twice, subconsciously raised his hands forward, caught the thing that was rapidly enlarged in the field of vision, and held it in his hand. At the same time, he also felt a few drops of hot liquid fall on his face, accompanied by a pungent fishy sweet smell.

A human head. It wasn't until after catching it, after adjusting the focus of his gaze and looking down, that the eldest brother suddenly found that the thing he had just caught and the thing he was holding in his hand now was a bloody human head with a hideous face and frightened twist, and looking at the flesh and blood on his neck, he seemed to have been dragged off his body by brute force.

“……”

Even if it wasn't a good thing, even if he was used to seeing the death of his enemies and his own people, the eldest brother couldn't help but feel a churn in his stomach. But fortunately, this state did not last long, and the next moment he suddenly felt a pain in the top of his head, and then the sky swirled - physically.

Ed saw it more clearly. When that petite body landed on the buttoned crowd, it was like a cannonball hitting a wheat field. She grabbed the two buttonmen closest to her one by one with both hands, kicked the nearest unlucky ghost behind her with a twist and kick, knocked over a group of buttons behind her like a bowling ball, and after turning around like a whirlwind, she threw the two buttonmen in her hands one after the other in the direction of Karl in front of her.

Karl grinned and looked at him with both hands, pulling left and right hula to block the two buttonmen in either direction, allowing them to fall high in the air, and then facing the rabbit face that followed closely behind.

"Poof—"