The ghost fox watched Nasser, who was leading Eros, slowly come up, and there was a hint of an urge to retreat.

Two monsters with superior combat power have come together, this is a posture to have an accident!

Terrible.

Nather looked back at Eros, and the goddess of murder no longer existed, as if it had been done by someone else.

Death...... What an amazing topic.

Yes, death may be a terrible topic for the living, but for some things, death is the beginning, after all, it is possible to bury a seed to bloom a beautiful flower.

Nather pondered, and left the zoo with the two sisters, Eros and the ghost fox and the spirit fox.

Of course, he also took some precautions.

"Sorotarch, are you here?" Nashur asked through the Shadow Nightmare Vine.

"It's not too much trouble."

"Take a hand, I'll do it...... Eros will rob me of my head. Nasser said.

"You're trying to kill someone with a knife...... Forget it, I don't have to go, I'll send two demons. ”

"Demons?" Nather asked.

"It's the same as Dorothy's flying monkey, but it's all Shadowmares, I'm the king of Shadowmares, remember?" (For details of "Dorothy's Flying Monkey", see the famous book "The Wizard of Oz")

"Oh, I'm sorry for you." Nather replied.

"Needless to say, it's good for you and me." Sorodarch replied, "Take a good look at Artemis for me, after all, I promised Orion." ”

Nasser's self-deprecating smile, all the while, everyone else has ignored Sorodarch as air, and only he treats Sorotarch as a trustworthy partner.

It can't be helped, after all, Sorotarch is the best for him, and everyone else is cold.

Nather continued walking, not worrying about any sharp fangs sticking out of the darkness.

After all, sharper fangs are waiting for this ignorant little beast to fall into the jaws of the tiger.

Behind him, there was no one with a gun ready to assassinate.

But disaster struck.

Jet-blue feathers fell from the sky, and the gunman was still puzzled, and in the darkness, a pair of giant vertical eyes unique to amber felines appeared in front of him.

He didn't even have time to panic, he didn't have time to scream, he didn't have time to run away.

Two huge fangs stuck around his neck and closed together.

Beheaded!

"Hey, big, you can't leave a whole corpse for someone? At least respect, right? A low, hoarse voice asked.

In the darkness, something snorted, and the owner of the voice stumbled.

"Tap! It's going to shed hair! The voice owner said, "It's time to tackle the next one." I'm going to open the way. ”

……

Entrusted to Sorotak, naturally the journey was much easier.

Naser returned to the small building unharmed, and if he was himself, it was estimated that he had already been soaked in blood.

Compared to now, while teasing Eros, he walked to the small building with nothing to do, which is really going to two extremes.

Of course, there will be some problems...... It may ...... To provoke Eros, he had to think of a way to make a detour.

"Eros, can you come upstairs later?" Nasser asked.

"Of course you can, what's wrong?" Eros asked.

"It's not convenient for them to hear." Naser said, looking back at the two ghost foxes to make sure they hadn't heard.

"Is it to discuss......," Eros asked, but was interrupted by Nather.

"No, it's a private matter." Nasser said, "Between you and me." ”

"What is there to ask?" "Haven't we always been honest with each other? ”

"Let's talk about it." Nasser said as he gently shook Eros's palm.

Eros pouted, silent.

When he arrived at the small building, Eros snatched the key from the ghost fox's hand, opened the door in a hurry, and went upstairs.

She ...... What's wrong? Ghost Fox asked.

"It's nothing, it's a little grumpy." Nasser said.

"What did you just tell her?" Ghost Fox asked.

"I just said I wanted to ask her something." Nasser said.

"Forehead...... Ghost Fox shook his head speechlessly, "I don't understand you two." ”

Na Se didn't make a sound, just helped the ghost fox carry the spirit fox up the steps.

Immediately, Nather chased upstairs.

Open the door.

"Close the door."

Eros stood in front of the windowsill with his back to the doorway, and said without any embellishment.

Nather closed the door and was about to speak, when Eros interrupted him.

"You're asking if those people are dead, right? That's right, my weapon, the Harvest of Death, carries an extremely corrosive toxin, and what you have on you has been turned into a collar around your neck, but, those people, I can tell you with precision, are dead. ”

"Why are you killing? Isn't that easier to expose? Naser stepped forward and asked.

"But...... Listen to me, okay? Eros said, taking off his coat.

"It's just a matter of talking, why do you take off your clothes?" Nather asked, picking up Eros's coat.

"I can't explain it to you if you don't take it off......" Eros said aggrievedly, taking off his shirt as well.

Under the shirt, only a close-fitting two-foot breast-wrapping cloth remains, so Taiping is not a problem with her body, but the underwear itself is small......

"What are you doing......" Before Nather could finish speaking, the strange rune on Eros's back had already surprised him.

Many black strokes outline and enrich the appearance of a wolf. Some of the strokes have faded and become mottled dark green.

"Who drew it?" Nather asked, fingers running lightly over Eros's back.

"This is a spell that belongs to the Knight of the Apocalypse, but because I and Sister Athena are one, Sister Athena does not have it, only I have it."

"Whether it's using the Harvest of Death or riding on the Horse, it will cost a charm, and once it is exhausted, I will be stripped of my position as a Knight of the Apocalypse, and I will be turned back into the Becky who can't help you, is weak, and will even be abandoned by Sister Athena as an outcast."

"So, I have to keep this spell alive, and I'm 'death', and the only way to recover the spell is to bring death to others, so in order to be with you, even if it's a feud with the whole world, I don't care." Eros said, as if he had brought a crying tone.

"Then do you have to be my sword?" Nather asked, he had walked behind Eros, and gently put his arm around her.

"I don't want you to be left alone." Eros turned his head and looked at Nather with tears in his eyes.

"You can start elsewhere, why do you have to start with killing?" Nather took off his mask and asked.

"I'm not going to ...... anything," Eros said aggrieved.

"It's okay, we can learn." Nasser said, "Put your clothes on, for the wind is blowing." ”

"Hmm......" Eros didn't speak, but turned around in the crook of Nather's arm and hugged him.

"Today, you held my hand, and I was very happy."

"I thought you would hate holding hands with me."

“？？？” Nather looked at Eros with a puzzled expression.

It's just holding hands, what's there to dislike? He can't hold Athena's yet.

"I always thought you would dislike my blood-soaked hands, but it seems that I think too much."

"Definitely. You're thinking too much. Put your clothes on, it'll get cold. Nasser said.

Eros was about to get up, but he felt something, and hugged Nather again.

"What's wrong?" Nasser asked.

"Hmm...... It seems like...... I...... Chest wrap ...... Button...... Collapsed ......," said Eros, blushing, "so ...... Can't let go!! ”

Belch........................

"Where did it go? I'll pick you up. Nasser said.

"I don't know......," said Eros, "can you give me an arrow of your arrow?" I guess it's okay to use it for a while. ”

"It will hurt you, right?" Nasser asked.

"What then?" Eros asked.

"Hmm...... No matter, I'll look around with you first. ”

"Huh? Don't ...... yet."