Chapter XII

It's just a moment, life and death.

The battle ended so abruptly that no one reacted.

- Too fast!

The world lost its voice for a moment.

For a moment, all that sounded in my ears was the heavy wheezing of the young man and the ticking of blood on the ground.

The words seemed to lose their meaning at this moment, and it took a while for Corbock to react, hurriedly approving the code of the suitcase, taking out a medical bandage from it, and with the help of Aina, wrapping it around the young Glory, temporarily stopping the overflowing red blood.

"It's not deep," it wasn't until the bandage was put in place that Kobberke's tense expression eased slightly, "but I'm afraid it will take a few days to recuperate before the scab will form—at least for a week." ”

"If not necessary. Amy replied in a cold tone.

"Take care of your body," Aina admonished, in all fairness, the last survivor from the Hemtika Training Institute really didn't take his life seriously, "please believe in our abilities and give us more trust." ”

Did the muscular girl in front of her notice something? The young Glory Man narrowed his eyes and remained silent rather cautiously.

"Actually, I don't think it's anything, right?" the blonde man who reacted slowly scratched his head and said with a simple expression, "Judas said that he wouldn't do it if it wasn't necessary, so wouldn't we give him a chance to do it?"

With a fist high-five, a smile of understanding appeared on his face.

"The enemies along the way, just crush them all the way neatly. ”

“......”

“......”

Rather tacitly, neither Corbock nor Aina continued on the subject—as for explanations, of course there would be no explanations, and they only set up the arms of the glorious man to the left and the right, supporting him to rise from the ground.

"Thank you," Amy was happy to see the interruption of the topic, although it was indeed necessary for him to reflect on his own substitution of the original fighting style of daring to fight, and even daring to die together, into the identity of Judas, but it should never be now, with Judas's character, it is impossible to bow to others for this reason, and he will not easily accept the help of others, "I can myself." ”

"That's what we're supposed to do," said Corbock, letting go of his grip and nodding to the girl next to him—he had somewhat figured out each other's personalities these days, so he wouldn't do thankless things, "but don't you really care?"

"Can't die. But it hurt to death, Amy gritted her teeth.

The Ghost Demon he had just slain had crossed the boundary much faster than initially expected, and almost as soon as he swung his sword, its body began to blur at a speed visible to the naked eye, and if it weren't for the slight influence he was able to exert on the flow of time now, I am afraid that this precious opportunity just now would have passed quietly through his fingers. But fortunately, if everything was hypothetical, he caught up with its disappearing tail under the slowed flow of time.

Then swing the sword -

It's simply split in two.

The demon who was unwilling to die was full of resentment and vented his last anger and resentment at him, taking advantage of the inevitable stiffness of the Glorious One's slashing with all his might, the demon split in half reached out to him with a sharp, faintly purple glow of five fingers in a churning mist and a piercing wail.

"Whoa. ”

It was at that moment that a small cut was torn open in his chest.

That's the price.

The price paid for the sake of victory, the price necessary.

It's just that...... The fighting style with a strong personal touch may be an opportunity to adjust a little - after all, not everyone has the ability to be as unreasonable as the death harbinger like him.

Amy Ulysses gently exhaled a build-up of turbidity, and her gaze rested on the scattered wreckage of the ghostly demons—a fireless ember glowing in the darkness: "So this is stardust, I have seen it." ”

Stardust is an extremely precious alchemical material, and in the eyes of alchemists, it is more valuable than gold of equal weight.

It's just that...... After engulfing the territory of Order in the depths of the night, the city of Hemtika gradually lost the footprints of alchemists, and in contrast, all kinds of alchemical items gradually disappeared from the market, becoming treasures that were never exposed to the major families.

But the absence of alchemists in Hemtika does not mean that this ancient profession has disappeared into the dust of history.

At least, the Order remains.

Leonardo da Vinci –

The man who had heard by chance, and who seemed to have something to do with what they had been through, was a great alchemist who had reached the side of truth, even in the days of the pre-ancient kings.

"If we can go back to Canaan," carefully placed the beaker with a thin layer of foundation into the compartment of his suitcase, "and we won't have to worry about making ends meet." ”

"That's it," the dark-skinned girl snorted, "what about the weight of gold, what really matters is to pass the test of baptism and become a true sword-bearer—only in this way can we straighten our backs with dignity and live like a real human being." ”

"Sounds like you all have your own stories?" Amy endured the pain of the wound - the demon's black-purple nails seemed to be doped with some kind of neurotoxin, making the pain feel extra real and intense, "but now is not a good time to talk, if I remember correctly, the demon's near-death wail...... It's not a small sound. ”

"Also," Cobber was the first to echo after a lecture, "in this case, whether it is humans or demons being attracted, it is very dangerous. ”

"Humanity here...... They should all be our future colleagues, right?" Hansen raised an eyebrow, "Why are they and demons very dangerous?"

"That's ......," Aina seemed to want to explain, but her voice stopped abruptly in the middle of her voice.

"You look like you've been through a tough fight?" a strange, young male voice came from the side, but there was more than one footfoot, "Oh, a badly wounded, everybody's wounded? ”

"Yes," Hansen looked back, behind him was a three-person team, the person who just spoke was the leader of them, he had beautiful long golden hair, and the whole person was in good shape and temperament, "It's not easy, it's a real tough battle all the way, and there is not much time to breathe." ”

"Oh?" the strange visitor raised an eyebrow, "I think...... Do you need help?"

He led the other two forward quite strongly, and both Corbock and Aina silently clenched the broad-bladed and thick-ridged heavy sword in their hands, and only the blonde man still talked without any notice.

"Yes, we need help. The corners of his mouth grinned in a big arc, "Do you want to join us?" ”

"I'm sorry, not interested. The blonde nobleman replied coldly, "We only plan to help you do some small things within our ability......"

He paused rather subtly for a moment, and an interested smile appeared on his face: "Let's say, help you with your luggage or something." ”

The malice is clear.

"Luggage or something?" Hansen still didn't know, "this...... I don't need to bother you at all. ”

"Indeed, there is no need to trouble them," the young Glory Man knew his plans well, and naturally had no intention of being vain, "—to trouble them to take advantage of the fire. ”

"Robbing while it's hot?" the blonde man didn't react for a moment, "There's no need for them to do that." ”

"There is a need. Unexpectedly, it was the leader on the other side who spoke, "We don't have much water and food left, and you ...... He still looks quite energetic. ”

"You can join us," Hansen suggested what he thought was possible, "and it's not like we won't share it with you." ”

Unfortunately, no.

- The four of them are only left with food that can only last one or two days no matter how much they save food, how can they take it out and share it with people they don't know for no reason......? Not one, it's three.

This is charity with one's own life.

This was the consensus of everyone but Hansen, including Amy, but no one would tell this vile and cruel truth right now.

"It's really superfluous kindness," the blonde leader of the three people opposite shook his head, "It's a pity that there were four of you, and there would be seven of us if we added it - no matter how much food and water you have, can you support the seven of us for one meal, or two?"

"We ...... We can spend the rest of our time looking for food and water!"

The blonde man was still unwilling to make a final effort: "Kozmo, I know, you are not a person who likes to take by force. ”

"Yes, I don't like to take it, but I have to take responsibility for my life and the lives of my companions, so Hansen, put away your unseemly naivety. Kozmo retracted the smile on his face, "This city has long lost hope, the river is rotting and deteriorating under the erosion of darkness, and there are no birds, insects and fish along the way, this is a real dead city, all we can do is hold on, as much as we can, until the moment the rescue from the Order headquarters arrives." ”

He pursed his lips, and the deepest despair appeared on his face.

"No...... Maybe...... There will be no rescue anymore. ”

The young man, whom Hansen had dubbed Kozmo, sighed, then confided the cruel truth: "This is ...... The city is ......"

—Canaan. ”