"You're the so-called apostle?"

"Yes. Chu bowed his head and replied respectfully on his knees, and its sound was now like a noise made by friction, which was uncomfortable.

"Is your name Hatsu? a special name, but I like it, it's very concise. ”

Hillman said with a smile, his eyes on the apostle's face.

The black substance covered Hatsu's body, covering its skin and its features, making it look like a shadow, but half-kneeling in human form.

"Thank you for your appreciation, dear summoner, the name below is not enough. ”

The first answer was very succinct and concise, and everything about the Apostolic Moor made it have no extra emotion. For its part, now it is only focused on the task at hand, collecting the so-called evil. That's what it's all about. So for the summoner, it upholds absolute respect.

"At first, then, were you willing to obey my orders absolutely?" asked Hillman, her eyes shining with a special sparkle and an undeniable majesty in her languid tone.

"You have summoned me, and I will naturally follow your orders until your commission is fulfilled. ”

Hatsu calmly answered Hillman's question, as if putting his life in the hands of others was just an inconsequential matter.

"Good. Hillman smiled and nodded.

"I command you now, cut yourself off. ”

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Next to the half-open window, the curtains shook slightly, and the light in the room dimmed, like a shadow flashing, and people couldn't even react to what was happening.

The black substance in Hatsu's hand was entangled, and in an instant, it condensed into a black long sword. The evil wrapped around it can be used for many purposes, and can be transformed into any costume, as well as any weapon.

It held the long sword in its hand, and without the slightest hesitation, swung the long sword and slashed at its neck.

The sword light disappeared.

"Stop. Just as the blade was about to cut off Hatsu's head, Hillman opened his mouth and stopped Hatsu's movements.

The black sword had already sliced into Chu's neck, almost slitting half of his throat, and wisps of black mist overflowed from the wound.

Hillman leaned back in his seat and raised his hand to Hatsu.

"Alright, put your sword away. ”

Obviously, she was just testing the contract. Now it seems that even if the order to commit suicide is given, Chu will not hesitate to carry it out.

If she had stopped Chu one step later, the sword would have already severed its neck.

Chu nodded silently, pulled out the black sword that slashed into his neck, and let go of his hand, the black sword turned into a black substance and reintegrated into Chu's body.

There was a brief silence in the room, and Hillman looked thoughtfully at Hatsu, who was half-kneeling there, his index finger tapping slowly and rhythmically on the arm of his chair.

Powerful, loyal, devoid of emotion and selfishness, like an incomparably sharp sword, controlled only by those who hold it.

Is this an apostle, and it's a really useful tool.

Thinking of this, she smiled slightly, the arrival of this apostle was indeed just right for her, and she needed such a sword now.

"Does this hurt you?" Hillman asked, his gaze falling on his half-cut neck.

"Please don't worry, summoner, as long as I don't suffer fatal injuries, I won't die. "At first, it was very plain, as if it wasn't talking about my own life.

But naturally, even if it dies, it can be reborn by consuming a small part of the evil in itself.

It's just that if the summoner orders it to commit suicide, it will be recalled to the wasteland to be reborn, which is the same as if the summoner unilaterally terminated the contract. This would be troublesome because it would mean that the summoner did not recognize his abilities as an apostle.

It was difficult for an apostle to die, which was something Hillman had learned through the message, so she wasn't too surprised, just maintained her nonchalant smile and continued to ask.

"Do you have a human look?"

The appearance of a person is literal, and the appearance of the first appearance is definitely not the appearance of a person. If you can only maintain the current appearance, it will be very inconvenient for others to see it.

"Please wait. Hatsu replied.

The black substance made of evil on her body slowly faded, revealing her true face.

Perhaps because of the perennial shrouded in black, her skin looked a little pale.

Under the sharp eyebrows are a pair of sharp and indifferent eyes, and the black pupils are very deep, which makes people can't help but gaze.

She looked like a sword, silent and sharp.

The neat short hair hangs down the side of the ear, and the face is indescribably handsome or feminine, but it has a breathtaking charm and an indescribable neutral beauty. It's like a perfect work of art that has been carefully polished by an artist, everything is just right.

It's just a pity that this beauty is destroyed by a scar on her face, a scar that has been cut through her left eye and tore this beauty apart.

"Your appearance and your voice don't quite match, I didn't expect the so-called apostle to be just such a girl. ”

Hillman looked his first appearance up and down a few times, and slowly rose up from his seat with a smile.

There was a rare emotion on her face that had not fluctuated at first, and her brow furrowed a little.

Girl···

"Summoner, are you sneering?"

As an apostle, she has long since abandoned her original human appearance and identity.

The current appearance is just a body shaped for her by "evil", and she has long since lost her memory of what she was like.

"No, you're mistaken, I'm just admiring. A genuine smile finally appeared on Hillman's smiling face.

This apostle, young lady, seems to have some special persistence in some special place.

She lifted a hand to her chest.

"Am I not also a woman, get up, from now on you don't have to call me a summoner, you can call me Your Majesty. ”

"His Majesty Reinhardt von Hillmann. The queen looked at Chu and said word by word.

The highest part of the royal city was silent.

That night, Reinhardt of the Lionheart was given the sword of her empire.