"It hurts..."

The impact of scurrying back and forth in his body made Jack, who was kneeling on one knee, make a sound full of confusion.

"It hurts, Mom..."

That pitiful appearance is enough to arouse anyone's pity.

Jack clutched his arms, looked up, and looked ahead.

There, Fang Li carried the moon blade, and with a calm expression, slowly approached Jack.

Jack's words could be felt.

Fang Li's body exuded an amazing murderous aura.

"Why...?"

Looking at Fang Li like this, Jack muttered under his breath.

"Why do you hurt me... Hurt us...? ”

The most famous murderer in history questioned Fang Li like this.

"You can feel our words, huh?"

"You're the same kind as us..."

The Hunter Killer said something like that.

Yes.

Fangli and Jack are the same kind.

Because, both of them are murderers.

That's not a question of identity, it's a matter of essence.

There are some people who are born to be different.

This distinguishing aspect can be varied.

People call it talent.

And Fang Li and Jack are both born murderers.

For these two people, there is no greater ability than killing.

This is called ———— "kind".

However, Fang Li vetoed it.

"Don't confuse me with you."

Fang Li stood in front of Jack, looked at the young girl condescendingly, and spoke indifferently.

"Perhaps, for us, killing people can indeed be done without changing their faces, and even doing something that they are better at than anyone else."

However, Fang Li is not the same as Jack.

"Some people see killing as work, some people see killing as entertainment, some people see killing as an essential way of being, and some people see killing as sin, evil, and the greatest evil, but they still have the idea of continuing this behavior as a last resort."

"Although I am very good at killing, and even good at killing anything, even all the beings in this world, then I can really kill."

"But I won't kill for no reason, let alone kill for interest, if you want to kill something, then you must kill the other party with a clear purpose, otherwise, instead of being a person, it is better to be a simple killing machine."

With these words, Fang Li glanced at Jack.

"But you're different, aren't you?"

Others don't know the details of the young girl in front of them, won't Fang Li still know?

Fang Li, who is familiar with the original book, knows that the reason why Jack the Ripper is so popular is because of the overwhelming mystery.

The world doesn't know what kind of person Jack the Ripper is, and there is no way to even confirm his gender.

This characteristic causes servants like "Jack the Ripper" to exist in the plural.

In other words, Jack the Ripper isn't just a person.

Depending on the rank or land, the summoned Jack the Ripper will also change differently, and he will belong to a completely different individual.

In the case of the Holy Grail, unless the identity of the true Jack the Ripper is established, the summoned Jack the Ripper will constantly change.

For example, Jack the Ripper who is summoned as an Assassin and Jack the Ripper who is summoned as a Berserker will be two completely different people.

This time, Jack the Ripper, who is summoned as an Assassin, is the collective of the spirits of many children who died in the abortion of prostitutes in London's Whitechapel district.

The girl in front of you should not be called "she", but "they".

The spirits of "them" who never survived gathered into this servant and were summoned to fulfill their wishes.

That's why Minamoto Raiguang noticed the abnormality in Jack's body.

Because, this servant is a collection of resentful spirits, similar to the existence of ghosts and demons.

And "their" wish is to erase the fate of being born and dying.

"Since we are born to die, we should not be born!"

With such resentment and resentment, the resentful spirits want to return to their mother's womb.

Such "them" also have no rationality at all, and all that remains is pure resentment and murderous intent towards the whole society.

"You don't need a reason to kill, you just take killing as instinct, because your ultimate goal is to kill yourself, for you, for you, killing is just something like eating and breathing, you will not have doubts about this behavior, let alone guilt about this behavior, that is, simply and purely regard it as an action."

Fang Li said to Jack with some pity.

"A senseless murderer isn't even a machine, let alone a murderer, it's just a mistake."

"So, I'm definitely not the same kind as you."

The categorical words made Jack's immature face distort slightly.

“…… Is it? ”

Jack hung his head and whispered.

"Are you also going to reject us, thinking that we shouldn't have been born into this world?"

Jack's tone carries not innocence and evil, but pure resentment.

That is the essence of this servant.

In this regard, Fang Li's answer was also very ruthless.

"No one should not be born into this world, not even those of you who were born with "death" as the end."

Fang Li calmly gave such an answer.

"But you're not the same as you're born as a collection of wraiths."

"If your wish is to return to your mother's body, then I can tell you so."

"You weren't supposed to be born into this world."

Such words became the last straw that crushed the stalemate between Fang Li and Jack.

Jack jerked his head up.

"Shh————!h

The cold blade turned into cold light and went straight to Fang Li's throat.

"Qiang ————!"

With a crisp clash, the sharp weapon was immediately cut off, sending half of the blade flying into the air.

Then, the dagger like the waning moon fell suddenly.

"Zheng ————!"

The moment the moonblade fell, a blinding light covered Jack's petite body.

"Puff ————!"

Immediately after, the sound of flesh tearing rang out, causing blood to spill all around.

"Woo...!"

Jack's moans lingered in the space.

In an instant, Jack the Ripper vanished.

Fang Li frowned.

Looking at the empty front, Fang Li pursed his lips.

"Have you been summoned back by the Spell?"

Jack the Ripper's lord is indeed a very clever person.

But...

"The last slash, I did hit."

Fang Li raised his head.

In his eyes, the icy blue luster was still flickering.

"Isn't that something that can be recovered casually?"

When Fang Li was talking to himself...

At the top of a building not far away, a huntress had already aimed her bow and arrow at him.