This will be a story that has nothing to do with the moment, something that Natsume had in mind while moving at that high speed.

Everyone has a past, and even the original owner of this liliang, William Orville, has an extraordinary past.

More than ten years before the story began, he supported the "Astrology Brigade" of the Magic Society, which was hunted down by the Russian Sect forces, in western Russia, and single-handedly defeated the elite troops of the Russian Sect.

In order to stop the atrocities of the Knights of Orleans, he came to France and helped a teenager annihilate a part of the Knights of Orleans and save the girl who they regarded as the "oracle of Joan of Arc".

Ten years ago, on the French side of the Strait of Dover, he rescued the third British princess, Vilian, who was attacked by the Spanish Star Cult. After that, he refused the invitation to become a "knight" and left England, joining the "Right Seat of God" in order to protect Britain from the outside.

Natsume's past, on the other hand, is something that can be called 'unfortunate'.

Murderer, this is the heavy 'name' that Shijie originally carried.

It's not about memory, it's not about the past, it's God's joke.

During a gun robbery, he picked up the prisoner's pistol in the commotion, and in order to protect the person behind him, he pulled the trigger even though his arms were shaking and his legs were trembling.

He couldn't stand the reaction at such a young age, so he took a few steps back and leaned against the wall behind him, and the first shot pierced the robber's leg, his screams as if they could tear his eardrums. There was a sharp pain in his arms, and in the face of the offender who could move, Natsume pulled the trigger for the second time.

This time it failed, and the bullet passed through the enemy's abdomen and hit the tempered glass directly in the rear, and the bright red blood bloomed into red flowers.

Screams were heard, not for the looters, but for the painful look on the human face when they were shot, and at the same time, there was the incomprehension and trembling of the young boy who did not hesitate to shoot.

The offender began to fall to the ground and began to moan, the blood foaming from his mouth kept gushing out, and his expression became more and more hideous, but the bloodshot eyes were staring straight at the boy who shot him.

The next moment, the other party stood up.

Shaking his body, swinging his arms, and saying unintelligible words, with anger and mania, the perpetrator who was shot twice in his body pounced on Natsume, so the next moment, the third shot that caused Natsume's hands to dislocate and even break bones erupted with tongues of fire, passing through the man's head, leaving a bullet hole in the front end, but a hole appeared in the back of his head like an explosion.

He was killed like this, and the lifeless looter fell to the ground, staring at him with cloudy eyes.

Turning around, he lowered his arms and looked at the person who had been protected, but what he got was panic and fear, was it because his face was full of blood? Or was it because he shot himself? Incomprehensible, incomprehensible.

The sound of pistols falling on the ground was clearly audible, but the sound of discussion was like the tide in the distance.

Argued, discussed, and blamed.

This dramatic and unorthodox story is the origin of the 'murderer'.

And this time, is it your turn?

On the battlefield, on the left side of the cage edge, there are two striking figures next to the 'Holy Maiden'.

One of them is a magician who intends to stab the 'Holy Maiden' in the abdomen with a bayonet, trying to use the other's blood through a non-lethal wound, but that is still very dangerous.

So the person who stopped his weapon was Natsume.

Holding a metal club in his right hand and reaching forward with his left hand, he couldn't swing the stick because he couldn't swing it because he was able to catch up with the attack, so he had to use his body to resist.

The enemy's blade pierced directly through his left arm, slicing bones and tearing muscles, and the blood flowing down the blade stained the mage's weapon-holding palm red.

The blade is blessed with the auxiliary techniques of 'bloodletting' and 'cutting', and it creates a micro-chainsaw-like effect by moving a lot of people in the air, which means that as long as you don't pull out your weapon, you will always be injured.

Sting!

The mage took the lead, he lifted the weapon up, directly cutting the skin above Natsume's left arm, and with his muffled grunt and splashing blood, the second attack began!

"How can I make you successful!"

Natsume glared at the members of the Knights and motioned for Trian to act.

Like a whip, the metal club spun around Natsume, and the strong wind blew away several mages, but the people who could replace them poured up again.

Bang!

It's not a collision, it's the sound of teeth snapping together.

Turning his head, he saw that the bloodied Cerberus was clutching Natsume's weapon with the jaws of his three heads.

"Damn it."

First dodging the attacks of the other magicians, Natsume grabbed the stick in his right hand and pulled Cerberus over.

First Strike!

Natsume, who roared, met the three-headed dog who was briefly unbalanced, his left foot steady, and his right foot used it as an axis to deliver a sharp kick.

Click!

As if to reflect the power of the 'saint', the huge liliang directly kicked the left head of Cerberus away, and the fishy liquid gushed out at once.

There were two heads left, one of them continuing to bite Natsume's stick, and the other turned to bite Natsume's body.

But.

"If there's just one, it's not enough."

Forced to swing, the metal club moves by external force.

Then, with a burst of force, the stick broke the tooth on the right side of the skull, and Natsume turned around and threw the stick behind him.

Sensing the attack that was rapidly approaching them, the mages who approached the cage retreated, distancing themselves from their 'holy maidens'.

Terrian's figure appeared in the field of vision, and he was running towards the girl's place with all his might, but he was not fast enough and his strength was not enough, and he couldn't reach his destination at all.

On the other side, Yesha may only be able to contain the knight for less than ten seconds.

It was, only ten seconds of fighting.

Thinking of this, Natsume moved.

The left arm was still bleeding, but it was slowly restrained under the protection of the technique, and he glanced at Cerberus in front of him, with whom Natsume engaged in a second battle.

There were two heads left, and the right side of them was not much of a threat, so Natsume began to raid to the right.

Roar!!!!

Cerberus, who had spotted the enemy, opened his mouth and roared, and his huge body rushed towards Natsume.

It's jumping!

Raising his head, Cerberus tried to lock Natsume into view, but this was a failure.

It formed a film of water in the air and used it as a pedal, and the moment Cerberus raised his head, Natsume quickly descended towards the ground.

Not?!!?

Cerberus wanted to bow his head, but the rock-like fist came before it.

Rumble!

The fist struck directly in the center of both heads, and with a piercing scream, Cerberus flew up.

Leaping up again, easily dodging Cerberus who wanted to bite him in the air, Natsume's lower kick struck them firmly in the back.

The body sank to the ground, and the two heads fell to the ground lifelessly, and Natsume's battle took about five seconds.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound behind him.

The blood-colored cross spear passed by, and the great knight's expression of death was clear to Natsume.

It's stupid to work hard for unrealistic dreams.

Since you fight with enlightenment, then I will be better with enlightenment.

Moving sideways, Natsume's fist hits the enemy in the abdomen for a second.

The Grand Knight forced the evasion, the bones crunched, and then swung the crossbow for two seconds.

In order to catch up with the moving knight, he stepped on the ground with both feet, dodged the attack and then got close to him, which was three seconds.

Sensing Natsume's intentions, the enemy retracted the cross-spear and held it close to the blade as a dagger and plunged it into Natsume's back for four seconds.

Everything went according to Jihua, and in the face of the attack from behind, Natsume did not dodge because ......

"Fake?"

The blade of the spear passed through Natsume's body, but blue water spread out.

Poured all Liliang into the right fist slammed through the enemy's armor and broke his ribs, it was five seconds.

Then head in the direction of Trian.

"It worked!"

To make a declaration, a magician held up the oath in his hand, and the cage behind him was filled with black substance.

A buzzing sound and a mournful cry from the bottom of my heart were heard, and the black smoke began to drift into the air.

Now that her vision is extremely reduced, the blonde hair of the caged girl is very conspicuous, not referring to her blonde hair, but to the blood that dyes half of her blonde hair red.

The wrist of his right hand was slit, and there was a large wound in his abdomen, and the gushing blood caused Trian to let out a hoarse roar.

There is still a chance.

The girl did not die.

His hands were still firmly on the fence, moving, trying to keep his eyes this way.

"Terry?!"

"Already ......"

"Next!"

Natsume kicked the mage holding the oath and threw the 'Justinian's Oath' to Trian.

"What are you doing? If the ritual of using her as a sacrifice is forcibly interrupted, the magic released will be used as a supply for her! To put it simply, as long as you stop the appearance of 'Justinian's Plague', you can save her! ”

"Really?"

"So, use it to open the lock, and leave the toxin that has been deposited on your head for nearly a thousand years, and leave it to me."

"What!"

Without answering, Natsume gave an order to Yasha who got up from the ground.

"Clear the surroundings! Give me a moment! ”

"Ming, understood."

Around, the knights who found that they had completed their mission were silent, and the plague above their heads was moving north according to their ideas.

It is the heart of France, and along the way you will encounter all sorts of cities, where those who betrayed them and betrayed them when they fled in the past.

It worked!

This is the cheers of the knights.

It's done!

It was the oath of the knights.

It's really stupid.

Natsume jumped up from the ground.

I felt something, and the black mist in front of me was conveying something through the technique.

Nearly a thousand years ago, the plague broke out.

At the same time, there are many strange and terrifying scenes: when people are talking to each other, they involuntarily start shaking and then fall to the ground; When people are shopping, standing there talking, or counting change, death can also come unexpectedly.

The first to be infected with the plague were those who slept on the streets, and at its worst, 5,000 to 7,000 people died a day, or even tens of thousands.

In fear, they ordered the construction of huge tombs capable of burying tens of thousands of corpses, and recruited workers to dig pits to bury the dead in order to stop the further spread of the plague. As a result, a large number of corpses, regardless of men and women, nobles and lows, young and old, were buried together in nearly 100 layers.

Corpses kept piling up, emitting a foul stench through the land.

The people on the ground were groaning and suffering, begging for God's mercy.

Death, death, death, death.

The invisible Grim Reaper brought them despair.

Sadness, panic, worry, fear, disappointment, fear, countless negative emotions are constantly spreading outward.

Natsume spread her hands, and a magical spell obscured the sky.

This is followed by contraction.

Like a compressed object, the viscous darkness was compressed, becoming more cloudy to the point of black water the size of a palm.

The chaotic substance in the black water was entangled, and the chest seemed to be constantly crushed, not only in pain, but also in panic that I had never experienced before.

"William?"

"Not William."

Natsume waved his hand at Yesa and Trian, who were looking at him below.

"It's stupid, you nasty bunches."

So,The most troublesome thing to save shijie or something.,Is it necessary to do this just to open the harem?

After complaining, Natsume, who sighed, swallowed the black water in front of him, the resentment and fear of nearly a thousand years......