Eliza woke up early in the morning to see the first rays of the morning sun shining through the cracks in the curtains.

She sat up suddenly, and the plane she was riding in her dream was on fire, rolling, and falling as it disintegrated. She flew out of the cabin in a hurry, but saw the black-winged men surrounding her, the muzzles of the black holes in their hands were all facing her; There was no warmth in their eyes, as if she was not a person at all, but a gun target, a dummy or something.

Pull the trigger, hit the bull's-eye, and the mission is over.

She suddenly realized that the crash had happened the day before yesterday.

But the dream just now repeats the scene of that day very truly......

Eliza gasped suddenly, her heart pounding.

The fear, panic, helplessness that should have been felt two days ago...... It's all back in this moment.

She clutched at the sheets, her slender fingers trembling with fear. These hands are usually used to hold the microphone, when has it been so vigorous...... The tips of his fingers immediately embedded in the fabric, and his creamy skin flushed slightly.

- You're the target of the Blackwings.

- Actually, when you were in the Empire, you were already being followed.

The words of the Shadow Owl echoed in her ears...... Why didn't you feel scared when you first heard this?

Even when she was forced to jump out of the plane, she didn't feel any risk; When the Blackwings shot at her, she didn't think the laser beams would actually hit her. But now, she suddenly felt like a lonely boat floating on the sea, surrounded by huge waves as high as mountains, and the conspiracy hidden in the shadows was churning under the water like a dark tide, and the unseen eyes watched her in the darkness.

Who was it that had to kill her?

Who exactly does this person belong to?

She grabbed the sheets and calmed down, then got out of bed and walked to the table to pour herself a glass of water.

In order to restore the truth of the crash and find the mastermind behind the fight against the New Wing Band, Ms. Irina, the president of the Windwind Society, found the leader of the Fountain of Immortality through the mercenary Manxing, and mobilized people to fly to the crash site in the shortest possible time.

With the help of the Fountain of Immortality, the wreckage of the plane in which the New Wings were traveling was found in a mountainous area on the border of the Kingdom of Blaze. The crew, including the captain and co-pilot, were all martyred. The cabin was littered with stumps and severed arms, and it took the autopsy crew a whole day to find everyone's bodies. Crash records recovered from the wreckage also confirmed that the crash was a surprise attack by a fighter jet, as the eight surviving people confessed......

The investigation is normal so far, but what follows is as bizarre as a science fiction movie.

The Fountain of Immortal Mercenaries and the Blaze Kingdom Border Search Team teamed up to conduct a carpet search of the large mountainous area near the crash for more than 24 hours, but no suspicious wreckage was found except for the crashed civilian airliner.

The bodies of the downed Huangquan-13 and the Blackwings killed by Man Xing, Kevin, and Anthony all seemed to have evaporated from the world.

On the other hand, the corpse in the civil airliner can be pieced together and restored at this time.

According to Anthony and Kevin's confessions, the two of them alone killed at least three or four Blackwings. But not a single black feather was found at the crash site, let alone a person......

When the investigation report came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

There are only two possible reasons for this outcome:

1. The band members and their attendants on the civilian airliner totaled 8 people, and all of them hallucinated because of the strong impact during the crash.

Second, the attacking Black Wingman side has a super-first-class aftermath level. Even if their own fighter jets were blown up and their own people were killed, they could still handle every detail of the scene with great calm. The crashed fighter plane was salvaged and pulled away, and all the bodies of the killed friends were recovered, and not even a single feather was dropped.

It is conceivable that no one can accept such a ridiculous inference, whether it is one or two.

As a result, the search for the remains of enemy planes and the bodies of black-winged people is still ongoing.

Eliza picked up the headphones she had taken off the day before from her desk and put them on, glancing at the time—half-past six.

"It's morning...... she said to herself, as she calmed down, "instead of lying in bed and having nightmares, it's better to go out for a walk." ”

Changing into a trench coat, shirt, skirt, stockings from the maids the night before, and a pair of thin-skinned brown boots that made it easy to move, she opened the door and walked out of the room.

A young human man in a light blue uniform leaned against a wall against the doorway, his well-cut uniform framing his lean figure. His shoulders are broad, his inverted triangle upper body resembles a clothes rack, and the Goshawk logo of the Windwind Society falls right on his left chest. His legs were long and straight, but his standing posture was not weak, and he showed the strength to retract freely in his gestures.

It can really be said that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, and Eliza can barely recognize who he is at this moment.

But the person leaning against the door saw her come out, and quickly stood up straight and greeted, "Second Miss, you got up so early today." ”

“…… Shadow Owl? Hearing the familiar voice, Eliza looked her servant up and down in surprise, "Why are you here?" ”

"Kevin and Anthony and I work shifts, taking turns at the door of your room. Those Blackwings are not good at coming, and they are well-trained, and they can't say when they will do it again. That's why Gu Yang arranged for us to ......" At this point, the Shadow Owl suddenly noticed that Eliza's gaze continued to look at him, so he asked, "What's wrong?" Am I wearing a problem with my clothes...... ”

Miss Singer shook her head, "That's how you wear it." I'll talk to Simon when I go back and ask him to arrange for someone to make you a new outfit. ”

"When I go back, I have to wear the uniform of the Priest's Palace......"

"The uniforms of the subordinates are too ugly!" Eliza sighed, "If you wear such ugly clothes after you become my squire, the fans will find fault." ”

The Shadow Owl was stunned: "Is there such a thing......?" ”

"Hmm." Eliza nodded, "It's still Ziyin who knows how to do things, so you can wear their Windwind Society uniform, and you look much more handsome." ”

The shadow owl tugged at his collar embarrassedly: "Don't talk about me...... Where are you going? ”

"I'm ......," Eliza said when she suddenly thought of why she had risen early. Thinking of what happened to the plane during the crash and the nightmare that restored the crash process, his face turned a little pale, "I didn't sleep well and wanted to go out for a walk." ”

"Nightmare?" The guy who is usually heartless and lungless somehow became sensitive.

“…… Well. ”

"Because of the crash?"

"Hmmm......"

Hearing Miss Singer admit it, the shadow owl seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "You still know that it's a good thing to be afraid......"

"Huh?" Eliza looked confused, thinking she had misheard.

Shadow Owl didn't explain, pointing in the direction of the elevator and asking, "Since you can't sleep, do you want to go somewhere with me?" ”

Shadow Owl has always been a very passive person. As a servant, he worked in the Great Divine Mansion for nearly six years, and he did whatever he was assigned to do by the above, that is, he didn't ask much and didn't think much about it. This time she actually offered to go somewhere, Eliza felt very novel, and quickly nodded: "Okay! ”

Since the master agreed, the shadow owl didn't talk much nonsense, and walked straight to the elevator.

As soon as the two entered the elevator, he pressed the button on the first floor of the "Flying Observation Deck" on the panel.

INTERVIEWER I went to the observation deck.

Indeed, for those who are in a bad mood or frightened, it can be said that going to a place with pleasant scenery such as the observation deck can be said to be a bad choice. Eliza thought to herself, but wouldn't it be a little too cheesy? Alas...... But for this nervous guy, it's already a commendable action.

There are two types of observation decks at the Blaster Hotel:

One is a floating walkway, a fully enclosed observation deck wrapped in tempered glass, which can be used by both humans and winged people.

The other is called the "Flying Observation Deck". There are no guardrails, so you can enjoy a more authentic view. However, for safety reasons, it is only recommended for Wing People customers.

The two stepped out of the elevator and were confronted by a metal isolation door.

The door frame is inlaid with electronic eyes. Filming the human approaching, a square screen on the right side of the door has text that begins to scroll upward, and at the same time, an electronic voice says clearly and smoothly: "According to the regulations of the hotel management of the Kingdom of Blaze, human citizens who use the observation deck, please ......"

The electronic audio playback and the text displayed on the screen are disclaimers, mainly to say that human customers fall to their deaths from the 'Flying Observation Deck' at their own risk...... If you agree, press your fingerprint to confirm, and if you don't agree, you won't open the door.

Shadow Owl didn't wait for it to finish, and pressed it directly on the fingerprint sensor next to the screen.

The isolation door opened, and he calmly walked out, the door closing behind him.

Eliza also walked to the door, this time the screen did not light up, there was no electronic sound, and the door opened directly in front of her.

Stepping through the isolation door, a fan-shaped glass platform unfolds underfoot.

The designers of the Wind Hotel have extended the transparent crystal material from the interior of the hotel to the platform, creating a beautiful cliff-like effect. Just as when you walk on the edge of a cliff, you can't help but marvel at the condescending sense of looking down, and standing on the edge of the 'Flying Observation Deck' feels like standing on the edge of a cliff and looking into the distance. Nearly a kilometer below your feet are cascading fluorescent tracks and busy traffic, and in the distance are mountains and low cloud curtains.

Just on the edge of the glass cliff, the black-haired youth stood with his back to the cliff, his hands down. The strong wind blew at the corners of his coat, and the hem of the light blue uniform trembled in the minute hunt.

Shadowlord faced Eliza in the distance, her expression as calm and steady as ever. It was a reassuring expression, as if there was nothing to fear when the sky fell.

Without warning, he suddenly opened his arms, face up, and fell down the cliff nearly a thousand meters away.

"Shadow Owl!" Eliza exclaimed. In the direction he fell, she flapped her wings and sprinted as hard as she could to the edge of the observation deck.

It is about twenty meters from the elevator exit to the edge of the observation deck. With the wingman's flight speed, it only takes about two seconds to reach the edge of the cliff. But two seconds were as long as two hours to her.

Finally rushing to the edge of the observation deck, she leaned down to look down, only to see a dark shadow leap up in front of her.

The next moment, the familiar person had returned to her, and the pure and cold voice that was no different from the usual sounded there: "I'm fine." ”

Shadow Owl can hover in the air just like her. The soft morning sunlight streamed through behind him, with a pale gold rim on the outside of his light blue uniform.

"Sorry...... It seems to scare you. There was a guilty look on Shadow Owl's face, "I just wanted to tease you......"

"You!!" Eliza pressed her chest with trepidation, "How can you be so joking! ”

"It's me who is bad...... I was going to show you this. The Shadow Owl turned, wearing a pair of silver-gray metal wings on his back.

The size of those wings is very small. Even when fully opened, the distance between the wingtips on both sides is no wider than shoulders. If not specifically noted, from behind, the metal wings look like decorations attached to clothing. The ten wingtips of the metal wing are all jet ports. As the shaft connected to the back engine turns, high-pressure gas can be sprayed in any direction, allowing people to move in the air.

"Military jetpacks." Shadowlord continued, "The latest model produced by the Windwind. So that even if I don't have wings, I can

Flew through the air like a winged man. ”

Speaking of this, he reached behind his back and took off a flat box more than ten centimeters wide and twenty centimeters long from the belt at the back of his uniform: "You can take this." ”

"What is this?" Eliza took the box.

Shadowowl pointed to the distance and said, "Open in that direction and press the button on the box." ”

Eliza took the box and looked at it. Sure enough, the short side has a narrow opening that runs through the entire side, and the bottom of the box has a white button. She pointed her opening in the direction the Shadowlord was pointing, pressed the button, and a yellow light flew out of the opening and into the sky.

The Shadow Owl pressed his hand to the holster at his waist, and pulled out a silver pistol, pulling the trigger towards the flying yellow light.

The trajectories of the crimson laser and the yellow light converged in the air, and a yellow firework bloomed.

"It's beautiful!" Eliza was amazed and wondered, "What is this?" ”

"The box for you is a mini target thrower." "It's a saucer-shaped target with illuminator in it. When hit by a laser, the metal combustibles inside ignite and explode at a high temperature, just like fireworks. ”

"Wow...... "Sounds ," Eliza exclaimed, clapping her hands as if she had seen some new toy...... It's so advanced! ”

Shadowowl gestured to the box in her hand, "You can throw the target in a few different directions and try it." ”

"Hmm!" The opening of the target thrower in Miss Singer's hand is once again aimed in the air, and the mechanism is pressed continuously in different directions.

Red, blue, and yellow disc targets flew out of the box one after another, scattering in arcs of different colors.

Shadowlord holds a gun in one hand and pulls a joystick out of the jetpack behind his back with the other.

Pulling the joystick in the direction of the disc target, he was able to toss and turn in the air like a wingman.

The backpack's ten vents rotated under the control of the command, and the white air that spewed out pushed the Shadow Owl's body, allowing him to find the right angle to shoot exactly as he wanted.

The muzzle of the pistol constantly shoots red laser beams, and they rush towards the colorful disc targets in flight, colliding with them accurately on the trajectory, turning into fireworks of various colors that continue to bloom in the air.

"Good ......," Eliza's jade-like eyes were completely captivated by the fireworks that bloomed.

In the clear blue sky of the early morning, brilliant colors suddenly appeared, it was simply a man-made beauty, and she couldn't help but sigh again, "And it's so beautiful......

Seeing that all the disc targets in the air had exploded, he put down the joystick in his left hand and said, "It's not bad." ”

When had Eliza seen such a sight, she jumped excitedly from the edge of the observation deck into the air, hovering in the cool morning air, her eyes flashing with joy: "Where is it not bad...... It's just amazing! ”

"The diameter of the saucer target is 11 centimeters, and the flight speed can reach 15 meters per second. Visually, the flight speed of those black-winged people is about 10 meters. Although it is more flexible than a disc target, the target is much larger, so it is also easy to hit. Shadowlord pointed to the jetpack on his back and continued, "And you saw it too—as long as I had this, I could fight even in the air." ”

The "Shadow Owl ......" wind blew Eliza's short skirt, and she was like an angel in the morning light, clothed in the faint glow of the morning sun. Her tone was not only surprised, but also faintly moved.

"So don't be afraid." Shadowlord withdrew his gun behind him, his calm voice melting away all uneasiness like a tranquilizer, "Whoever the enemy is, I will protect you." ”