The early morning in the lower area was as quiet as ever.

The Glory One walked on the slightly muddy streets after the rain, and the empty alleys echoed with the footsteps of a group of three.

That's right, three.

Amy Ulysses, Mia the Sword Bearer, and ...... Doctor Samantha.

"Are you sure you want to come with us?" the boy made a final effort, although he was not unable to understand the yearning of the people of the lower districts for the upper districts, but the upper districts that have been reduced to battlefields at this moment are not worthy of anyone's nostalgia, "now is not a good time, if your goal is a better life, you don't really need to take the risk, be patient, everything will be okay - in the name of Ulysses, I promise." ”

"Honorable Lord Glory," Amy felt not even the slightest respect from her mouth, despite the honorific title, "this is not the place of order you are familiar with, but an abandoned place of robbers, scoundrels, pickpockets, warblers, and murderers. ”

She paused: "What we care more about than verbal promises is real benefits." ”

"So?" the boy raised an eyebrow.

Samantha bowed slightly, showing impeccable etiquette: "Please allow me to refuse. ”

The Glory's gaze paused slightly over her, then moved away—he had no obligation to stop a dead man who wanted to jump into the fire pit, let alone ...... He still doesn't know much about her situation, everything only comes from a few words after waking up, not to mention the details of the detailed process and transactions, and even the ins and outs of the matter have to rely on the brain.

In normal times, he might have been suspicious of the person who suddenly appeared beside him, but after seeing the corner of the future that was so close at hand, there was no point in dwelling on such a trivial matter.

Even if she was a spy sent by the dice house or someone else, could she afford to make waves under the aura of death?

It's just that at the critical juncture of life and death, there is no chance that a gamble without confidence will have a chance to win enough chips from the dealer to reverse the wheel of fate.

It is difficult to describe the psychological state of the teenager at the moment with rational words, but it is clear at a glance by analogy, such as the only house in the family of a salaryman with an income of 2,000 a month has been expropriated, and he owes millions of huge arrears, and he does not care so much about the "drizzle" of dozens or hundreds of dollars - anyway, the general trend of fate is a little insignificant, rather than worrying about this, worrying about that, it is better to pile up chips directly on the table, to bet on the illusory destiny.

Thus, after simple persuasion failed, the Glory One did not set his mind on the graceful and graceful doctor—whatever her intentions, it was too small and insignificant compared to the monster sealed by Hemtika.

What should really be thought about is how to hook up with Duke Goldsworthy.

Although she had met the lord of Hemtika several times, Amy didn't know much about this big man at the top of the Glory system, only that he had a great bad feeling for the Ulysses family, but it didn't seem to be a pure bad feeling...... From the not-so-close tone of some insiders, the boy vaguely learned that the relationship between Galsworthy and Ulysses could hardly be explained by simple love and hatred.

Therefore, it may not be appropriate to meet in person.

Maybe Joshua's guy can help - I can't help but remember the figure of my childhood friend, as the eldest son of the O'Neill family, who occupy several seats in the city council in the upper district, Joshua's power may not be great, but the hidden influence is not small, and in this situation of urgent need for the right to speak, taking his line can definitely play a very big role.

Well, it's up to you, Joshua!

As if seeing the guy's distressed expression, Amy's mood became unusually happy.

Although he hadn't taken a few steps, he was gloomy again.

The Dark Secretaries –

In any case, the extrication of the unspeakable evil creature that was suppressed at the bottom of Hemtika City is inseparable from them, so it is also essential to pay attention to their actions.

It's just that......

It's too dangerous.

The Glory Man still remembered the Dark Wizard and his group of red-eyed black crows, so overwhelmingly powerful, even if he tapped his abilities further and initially mastered the swordsmanship engraved in his blood, he had no chance of winning - it could only be said that if he really wanted to fight, at least he would not lose so ugly.

Dead in the claws of a crow......

Looking back now, it's a very embarrassing memory.

But—

It's because it's a shame that it's worth washing, isn't it?

And so it was decided!

The young man walking on the road clasped his palms together: his personal strength is undoubtedly small in the face of the majestic situation, if he wants to reverse the future he sees, his efforts alone will not help at all, he must mobilize the upper forces of the entire Hemtika, he can find a way on the side of the Glory, and he can also keep an eye on the movements of the Dark Ministers, but if the Order is there, there is really still a person to talk to......

Amy shifted her gaze to the girl beside her.

As if sensing something, the sword-wielder tilted his head, his brow slightly arched, and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"There's something I might need your help with," the Glory Man, who was familiar with her temperament, didn't hesitate and explained the matter in one breath, "I may need you to relay the monster sealed in Hemtika City - I'm sorry, I'm really lacking in skills." ”

"There's no need to apologize," Mia replied in her usual cold voice, and replied with a rare long sentence, "Since you're on the right path, don't be stingy with the talents of others." ”

"yes, I see. After a brief pause, the boy nodded, "Thank you." ”

"Intelligence," the girl cut to the chase more directly and cheerfully than Amy, "I need more detailed information, information about monsters." ”

"The information I can provide is quite limited," the sword-wielding man's request was justified, but the Glory One could not meet it, so he could only smile bitterly, "A monster of that size is like a direct manifestation of chaos in mortal dust, even if you just look at it from a distance, the spirit will fall into a certain strange state, even if I see the corner of the future of the destruction of Hemtika, my knowledge of it is only superficial - frankly, until now, I still think that it is not something that humans can touch." ”

"The meaning is incomprehensible. Mia looked at him, her tone not fluctuating much, "There is little hope." ”

"But there's no hope if you don't try. The young man sighed softly, even he didn't know how this empty statement could win the trust of others, but it would be too pessimistic to give up, after all...... Miracles happen occasionally, "If the Order's higher-ups are not ignorant of the monster sealed beneath the city of Hemtika, they should be able to accept this rhetoric." ”

"I'll try. The sword-wielder replied, "No guarantees." ”

"There's no need to promise anything," the Glory-One shook his head, "all we can do is do our best, whatever the end result is, but peace of mind." ”

"You don't sound optimistic?" Samantha suddenly interjected, "I don't understand what you're saying, but it seems that a terrible monster is about to break out of the seal, and humans don't know anything about it? ”

"Yes," Amy chimed in, "if only there was a destined savior, as in fiction—alas, it's reality." ”

"That maybe," whistled flirtatiously as a mature woman dressed as a doctor, "according to the novel's routine, maybe there is a hidden powerhouse in a corner of Hemtika, and when disaster strikes, it is he who stepped forward and sealed the Great Demon King with his life." ”

"If there is such a thing, please let me know. The young man suddenly stopped, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold arc, "I will definitely punch him when I have the opportunity." ”

"Why?" Samantha was somewhat surprised.

"It's better not to fight than to die. "This is the reality - it's better for those who can't face reality to have a friendship break early." ”

"Friendship?" repeated the Order's sword-wielding, "Facebreaker?"

"Oh, that......" Amy has long been accustomed to the fact that words of unknown meaning often pop out of her mouth, and she is even more casually nonsense, "It is another way of saying the iron fist of love, which is about using friendship to wake up friends who are on the wrong path, and it is a set of tactics that are secretly circulated in the circle of the Glory. ”

"Oh. The answer seemed to be understood.

On the contrary, it was the slender woman in the white coat who looked at it and felt that the strange gaze made him a little weak.

But I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, and before he falls into an embarrassing predicament, the situation suddenly changes.

- It's foggy.

It's not just a mist, it's something thicker, more cloudy, and full of malice.

"Be careful. ”

The figure of the sword-wielder was only a blur, and only the voice remained clear in the thick mist.

"It reminds me of an old friend. The boy narrowed his eyes, his vigilance rising to the highest level, "It seems that cutting off the head is sometimes not so safe - how about trying cremation this time." ”

Almost as the words fell, a huge shadow flew in front of him.

"Feel free. A hoarse voice came from not far away, "If you can do it." ”

"We'll see. ”

The Glory One did not dodge, and with the approaching shadows and the fog that was scattered on either side due to the high-speed movement, the greeting of the killer finally revealed its concrete form in the dim sunlight.

Then it came into close contact with the earth like a cannonball, spewing out a shocking mist of blood.

It was a man, a man who wasn't supposed to be here...... Person.

Although the slightly younger face and the dress on his body did not match the person in his memory, the boy was able to confirm his identity and confirm that he was the person in his memory.

In the final analysis, he has never changed his appearance, only slightly disguised and retouched, and in the case of psychological preparation, it is not difficult to recognize him, but ...... Why is he here?

Amy Ulysses narrowed her eyes and spat out a name.

"Willie—"