Chapter 100: Marton's Trap
"Why?"
Leon's head rested against the trunk of the tree, tilted slightly to the left, his eyes looking at the smoking muzzle of Arkeya's gun, and the equally smoking bullet holes in the trunk - only three centimeters from his face.
"Do you sympathize with me?"
The black bullet explosion consumed a large amount of EXP in an instant, and the power of the NS disappeared sharply, and the feeling of exhaustion took its place. Akya's hand with the gun fell down and shook twice.
"I'm envious of you."
"Envy?"
"I used to ...... I've loved a woman, a woman who always helps me. I had secretly vowed to protect her, and I tried my best, but in the end, ......"
He looked at his clenched right hand, and that night, it was the same hand that turned the key to change the trajectory of his life.
"She's still dead."
"Killed?"
"By a ...... People who liked her were killed. β
Leon suddenly found that Akeya's eyes were revealing a strange desolation and sadness, which was more like self-blame.
"Could it be...... Why? β
"Didn't you say that? In the past, I was like you, and I ruined the days with her with my own hands. So, I don't want you to go my way, and I don't want you to give up so soon. β
What is said is that if you don't give up, Leon doesn't want to give up either.
But......
"What can I do?"
"You're right, Leon, we are shadows, a group of shadows who can only hide from the sun and fight silently under the protection of others. Even I can't fully integrate into my environment right now. I just got a job, I barely got along with my colleagues, and I still lived alone. β
"But you're not desperate."
"Because I've met trusted companions."
Akeya smiled with relief.
"It didn't go well at first, we disagreed, we exposed each other, and neither understood anyone. But I realized that it was just a run-in period, and when we smoothed out the edges and corners, we would recognize each other. β
"Oh, you're so strong."
"Not really."
Tucking the pistol back into her clothes, Akeya looked up at the sky. The sun, which had begun to set in the west, was no longer dazzling, and set in the woods that had regained its tranquility.
"I'm just, just running after other people's backs. Chasing and chasing, before I knew it, I left the shadow and stood in the sun. So, give up the identity of SHADOW and try to be a good brother. Whether it succeeds or not, take a step first. β
"Take a step......
Being a good brother, Leon didn't feel a smile on the corner of his mouth, this is probably what he is looking forward to the most in his heart.
With that said, Akya turned to leave.
"Aren't you going to take me back? Isn't that your task? Leon asked.
"It's not the first time to disobey, it's okay." Akeya replied without looking back.
"Then I really have to ...... Thank you, thank you for taking care of Selia. β
"Less politeness. We owe you a lot of money, and when we meet again, we are enemies. But I also want to thank you. β
Akya picked up the cutter that had fallen to the ground and waved it goodbye.
"Salmon is well done, with this skill, give your sister more to try."
*****
The six men out of the tunnel ran wildly towards the south of the woods, throwing away the gunshots and explosions that rang out from time to time behind them. These people are not very good at running, and they are only about 300 meters, and they are out of breath.
One of the operators tried to stop and rest, but was stopped by Thralofta. You can't stop now, not for a moment. The lock of the box is about to open, and he is also a super person, in case Dimmit catches up, then he will not be able to escape at all.
"Come on, everyone, it's almost there! Out of the woods, we're safe! β
Thralphta cheered the crowd on, holding on to the box and running as fast as he could. There was a reason why he had placed the receiving troops to the south, for there were only dirt roads that were not marked on the map, and they were intricately intertwined, with high and low terrain. For intruders who are not familiar with the terrain, it can be called a natural barrier, and the savior will definitely not send people.
There were fewer and fewer trees around her, and Thralofta's heartbeat accelerated. Victory is at hand, and the last step of the whole plan is about to succeed.
"Quick! We'll ...... again."
After running out of the woods, he froze, and the hand holding the box almost let go, and the others were even more shocked, and several operators screamed in fright.
In front of him, there were four cars arranged by the Selovta, white, but stained with blood in large patches of red. Inside and outside the car, all over the place, were full of the corpses of the executed soldiers, soaked in blood, and some were not even full corpses.
And the person who started it all, a woman with long purple hair, was sitting on the roof of the car. A red sports crop top T-shirt, light blue denim hot pants, a silver-white princess crown tied to a chain around her waist, and her slender and white legs drooped down and swayed leisurely.
Seeing Serofta and the group, she jumped off the roof of the car and walked towards the group. The operators hurriedly ducked behind Thralofta, and the white cat nervously took two steps back.
Serofta, however, was very calm and courageous, and walked towards the woman.
"Isn't this Princess Moore Belle?"
"Hello, little turtle."
Moore Belle said teasingly, stroking her long hair confidently. Thralofta remained silent and secretly calculated. This person is Nurro's bodyguard, and he usually doesn't see her do anything else except protect Nurro's safety, but today he is here......
The thought of this sent a sense of unease to Throvta's heart that he had never felt before, and he tried not to show it on his face.
"You did this?"
"Well, that's right."
"What do you mean? Why did you kill my people? β
Thralofta raised her voice a little, looking a little angry, but Moorbelu didn't take it seriously.
"Wait a minute."
Hmmm-
A purple light flashed from Moorberu's body, and then the shadows of the operators swayed like pools of water, and purple chains suddenly burst out, binding their limbs and necks, and dragging them to their ground.
The Chain's Shadow EXP quickly invaded the operator's body, and they wailed in pain, and the chains that had been strangled around their necks turned into a comically unpleasant cracking sound. After a while, the wailing died down, and there were four more corpses on the ground.
"What are you doing? Do you want to rebel? β
Thralofta was startled by the sudden killing, and the box fell to the ground, and Moore Belle smiled.
"Little turtle, is that the other way around?"
"Presumptuous! My devotion to the organization is evident to all! Tell you, Moorberu, don't ...... even if you have Nuro to support you."
Zlaβ
As a shadow suddenly flashed in front of Thralofta, four bloody scratches immediately appeared on his chest, cutting like a knife and cutting into the flesh. Throfta fell screaming, her chest aching hotly. He saw that Moore Belle had someone more around him.
It turned out to be a white cat!
She took off her blouse, her eyes sharp and contemptuous, staring at Thralofta like garbage, her expression terrible, her right hand still dripping blood.
"You trash, how dare you call the princess by her name? If it weren't for the Princess's order, I would have cut off your tongue for a snack! β
Thralofta was confused. This irascible temper and rude tone, is it really the usual submissive white cat? He watched as Moore Belle walked up to the white cat, his slender hand stroking over the white cat's cheek, and then resting on his chin, rubbing it gently.
"Good, cute kitten, welcome home, well done."
"Ah, Princess!"
The white cat, who was still like a hooligan just now, listened to Moore Belu's words, and in a blink of an eye, she became a well-behaved kitten, and even her voice was several degrees sweeter, and she closed her eyes and enjoyed Moore Belu's caresses.
The scene changed too quickly, and Thralofta endured the pain and stood up.
"You ...... How...... Will ......"
"How do you know, huh?"
Moore Belle patted the white cat on the head and told her to wait a while.
"The white cat, or Pabaya Gullain Phil, has been the lady-in-waiting of this princess in the past. Two years ago, when Princess Ben joined the executioners, she had already met with Nurro. However, Nuro has other arrangements, and he wants Phil to be an insurance company. β
"Insurance, insurance?"
"It's a weapon to get rid of traitors. Instead of immediately giving Fir the identity of the executioner, Nuro left her alone for two years so as not to reveal her relationship with the executioner. The only ones who knew about it were me and Nuro, and the lone wolf.
"That's why she came to me......"
"Yes, drip. Nuro knew that you would defect sooner or later, and at the beginning of the year, he realized that you were going to make a fuss about Martoun's box, so he made a move and made Fei'er your subordinate, collecting evidence and reporting the news. β
After saying that, Moore Belle hugged Fei'er to her side, and her soft lips dripped on Fei'er's forehead.
"It's been a hard work, Fei'er, it's been a difficult two years, right? It's uncomfortable to be a good kid next to a turtle, right? I'll be fine when I go back~~ to compensate you. β
"Ah, Princess, what are you talking about? I'm willing to do anything for you! Yes! β
Fei'er covered her flushed face, every word was hot and humid, her clamped legs rubbed against each other, and the whole person seemed to have too many hormones, shaking non-stop.
Now, Serofta understands that the entire Martoun's box plan is within Nurro's expectations. It's actually a plan to expose and get rid of yourself. The reason why the rescuer came must have been a good thing done by the white cat.
However, it was too late.
"Nu, Nuroββ!"
He shouted desperately, but only to exacerbate his injuries and get Moore Bellow's ridicule.
"Don't shout, with your intelligence, you can't beat Nuro."
"Is he worth it for me? With a bait as big as Marthoon's box? β
"Actually, it's not that exaggerated. Come, princess Ben, tell you now, what despair is. β
Moore Bellou picked up the box that had been unlocked on the ground, pointed the lock at Thralofta, and pressed the button on it. The lock made a few "clicks", and the light of the EXP kept flashing, and then fell silent again. The lid opened a gap, and Moore Belle lifted it a little bit.
As the lid of the box was fully opened, Thralofta couldn't help but shake her head and exclaim.
"This ...... Impossible, impossibleββ! β
Empty!
There are only some remnants of fixtures in the box, there are no fragments at all!
Suddenly, a bolt from the blue scorched Trevtare, and all his efforts so far were in vain, and he opened his mouth stupidly.
Why? Is the box fake? No way! I know the movements of the black troops well, and when I checked it later, I was sure that it was this box, and there was a device for fixing the fragments inside. But why is it empty? Even if there are no debris, they shouldn't be empty!
He couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out, and the more he thought about it, the more entangled he became, his brain couldn't think normally, only his mouth was still repeating mechanically.
"Impossible, impossible, impossible......"
"Nothing is impossible, little turtle," said Moore, smiling as she closed the box, "and you should be fooled, and go in peace." Fei'er, excuse me. β
"Yes, Princess!"
Fei'er stepped forward, with a fierce look on her face, and raised her right hand. That hand was wrapped in blood-red EXP and turned into a claw, the claw of a beast of prey.
"Farewell, waste!"
The hand rose and fell, and this blow pierced Thralofta's chest. Poor Thralofta's pupils dilated, one hand resting on his chest, and he didn't move.
Fei'er, who pulled out her claws, licked her tongue back and forth on her paws, satisfied. Suddenly, the action came to an abrupt halt, and she looked up in the direction of the lab.
"Ah, it's still here." Moore Belle said.
A strong gust of wind swept over the trees, and Dimmit, who had followed the wind, jumped out of mid-air. He followed the EXP reaction, there were three of them, and he flew straight in. He didn't understand the situation in front of him for a while, and he didn't expect the box to be here.
"Who are you two?"
As soon as he heard Dimmit's rude question, Fei'er exploded again.
"Watch your wording, inferior creatures! In front of you is Princess Moorebelou! β
"Princess? What princess? β
"You pariah! I'm going to shut you up now! β
As soon as Fei'er exerted his strength, his left hand also turned into a bloody claw, his claws pressed on the ground, and his back stretched out, like a cat ready to attack, and would pounce on its prey at any time.
"Don't get so excited, Fei'er, be good."
Moore Belle persuaded Phil and paced in front of Dimmit, pinching his waist with one hand. Although she was shorter than Dimmit, she tilted her head slightly, and she had to look down at Dimmit.
"Remember the name of Princess Ben, Denick Zilas Moorbelou."
Dimmit narrowed his eyes: "Zilas? The only royal family in the Dniks? β
"Ah, you're pretty well-informed, and you're a bounty hunter who walks the world. For your sake, this princess can let you go today. β
"Hah, let me go? That's what I should say. β
"Don't be pushy, Dimmit. You've dealt with Infinis' men, and you've struck away the demons, and you've even handed over the Syndicos asylum. You don't have much energy left now, and you don't deserve to be serious about this princess at all. β
Moore Belle flicked the princess crown around her waist, rattled it, and patted the box in her hand again.
"Moreover, the box is also here, I advise you to accept it when you see it. Let's go, Phil. β
"Yes, Princess!"
"Don't think!"
Dimmit's hands quickly gathered the EXP of light, but before he could make a move, several chains shot out of his shadow, binding his hands and feet, and the light in his hands immediately dimmed. Fei'er took the opportunity to jump up and spread a pair of bat-like black wings more than two meters long and surrounded by blood light from her back.
"Goodbye, Harrif Raymond Dimmit!"
Moore Belle gave Dimmit a flying kiss and threw the box on the ground. Fei'er hugged her waist from behind, and flew high into the air with her wings.
"Today, the princess is merciful, and I will spare your life first! Next time you dare to be rude, I will drain your blood! β
By the time Dimmit broke the chains, the two had already flown away. Dimmit knew he didn't have the strength to chase it anymore, and he should make sure the box was okay first.
"It's ...... Empty? β
Dimmit, who saw the box, reacted to Thralofta, and then he thought of Moorbelu - they were the ones who took the pieces.
"Woo......"
The fallen Thralofta suddenly struggled to let out a gasp sound, and Dimmit hurriedly walked over. He noticed that Thralofta was glaring at him, his hands pressed against his chest, flashing with electricity.
"You're still alive?"
ββ¦β¦ Woo, box, empty ...... Really, empty...... ......"
The breath of the last word faded, and the hand holding his chest loosened, and this time Thralofta was really dead.
Dimiit frowned, his face solemn. It seems that this is a Bander, who used the last EXP shock to the heart before dying, forcibly renewed his life, and left this message.
"Empty, really...... Does it mean that there is nothing wrong with the box, but it is empty? But how is this possible? β
Unable to solve the doubts, Dimiit had to take the empty box and go back to meet Zasent.
*****
"My people found the bodies you saw, you can't be wrong, that middle-aged man is one of the executors on the scene of the execution, the turtle."
"Is that the leader of this execution?"
"Yes, it's just ......"
Looking at the empty box in his hand, Zasant sighed.
"I can't figure it out."
"I don't think the words left by that man before he died, I don't think they're false."
"This makes people even more puzzling, could it be that Nuro deliberately set up such a big game in order to eliminate the traitors?"
"Nuro?"
"He's also a field executive, and one of the most cunning. Since Molbero is here, the mastermind behind it must be Nurro. β
Using Martoun as bait, he designed to play the rescuer and the black army around, and also used it to get rid of the traitor. Nurro, Dimmit remembered the name.
"Forget it, love whoever you want. Anyway, I know that I'm going to have to find another piece of shard. β
"Let's do our best. What about Arkya? β
"Didn't he go after SHADOW?"
The two waited in the car for a while, and Akeya dragged his exhausted body out of the woods, followed by the soldiers sent by Zasant to find him.
"Dimmit, got the box?"
"Don't ask, bother. How are you? WHAT ABOUT SHADOW? β
Akya just shook his head and walked towards an SUV, where Zasent stopped him.
"Is it over?"
"SHADOW, this person will no longer appear."
"Yes."
Pushing Zasent's arm away, Akeya continued to drag forward. Several of the soldiers, unaccustomed to his attitude, wanted to say a few words, but Zasant took an arm and told them to help pack up the loot and weapons and prepare to evacuate.
Akyara opened the door and was about to sit inside, but saw Selia sitting inside, with her hair disheveled.
He was stunned for a moment, but he still sat next to the girl, took off NS and put it on his lap, took a bottle of mineral water in the car, and drank it.
"How does it feel, Celia?"
"Well, it's fine."
Selia lowered her head and replied to Akeya's words, her eyes glazed over. The impact of the drug and EXP has not completely subsided, and she now feels like there is a haze in her head.
"I had a dream, a strange dream."
"What dream?" Akeya took another sip.
"I dreamed of a boy and he ...... Became my brother. Weird, right? I obviously have no blood relatives, but for some reason, in that room, I always dream about this, and I'm pretty sure he ......"
The girl paused, thinking carefully.
He ...... It's really become an older brother, and it's right next to me......"
"Celia."
Akya, who had drunk all the water, threw the empty bottle out the window. After a while, he touched Celia's head, softly, and with great certainty.
"Well, it's not a dream."
"Huh?"
"He'll be back, come back to you."
At that moment, the girl seemed to feel what it means to make a dream come true. A bright smile appeared on his face, and his heart was also warm.
"Hmm!"