Maffeo didn't take a more drastic approach, he just pulled his sword and held the unsheathed greatsword in his hand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he still understands, the key and the living, the principality must see one of them. Still hidden in the shadows, Zaruta paid no attention to Maffeo's approach, but threw flying discs at Fett, endlessly. Although it can't pose much of a threat to Fett, it's enough to stop her in her tracks.

Maffeo lunged forward, scabbard sweeping through the gaps between the leaves, striking at lightning speed, swinging his sword from the side into the leg of the figure he had already captured, trying to knock him to the ground. He thought that the other party immediately blocked his own blow out of pure luck, because the other party almost lost the center of gravity of his body and collapsed to the ground.

While the reaction was enough to surprise Maffeo, he continued to exert pressure. The unsheathed greatsword seemed to be much less threatening, so much so that Zaruta dared to confront Maffeo head-on. Now that the great sword and powerful fist are on par, Zaruta is not inferior in a close force duel. For some reason, Maffeo began to regret that he hadn't drawn his sword.

The decisive question is which of the two of them can take the lead, flip their fingers over the hilt or smash the scabbard with a punch, and then break the stalemate and start attacking. Both of them were ready to attack, but Zaruta's psychological pressure was greater than that of Maffeo, as Fett, who was not continuing to be suppressed by the disc, had the opportunity to sneak up on him from the flank. She herself is not a person who plays against her opponent in the open, so she almost assumes that the other party will use this method against her, and people always like to think of others as they do.

Both sides put their weights on the right feet, and Maffeo knew that they were just as fast. Surprisingly, Fett didn't choose to sneak up on Zaruta from one side, she just stood where she was, and even put away her weapon. She folded her arms with her hands and waited expressionlessly for the moment when the two sides would decide the winner. In fact, she didn't have too many doubts in her heart at all, and there was basically no suspense in this matchup.

Maffeo's body suddenly went on a strange whirlwind, and to Zaruta's surprise, her punch only hit the air. Maffeo smiled slyly and slammed the scabbard into Zaruta's waist, causing her to completely lose her body's center of gravity. Maffeo deftly turned his sword with his fingers, and another blow followed, slashing at Zaruta's shoulder, although it did not cause any fatal damage to the opponent without unsheathing, but it was still possible to make the opponent completely lose resistance.

After all, Zaruta was just a thief, and she still lacked some experience in such a fight. But what she didn't expect was that it would be a guy with a ghost hand and a woman with excellent swordsmanship who came to hunt her down, and she didn't know if what she did touched the bottom line of these guys that could not be touched, or if it touched their interests. "Tell me, why?" said Zaruta, reluctantly.

"What do you want to say?" Maffeo was puzzled, but he didn't remove the scabbard from her shoulder.

"The guys in the Principality are so good that they hired a ghost to hunt me down!" she said through gritted teeth.

"If I say I have nothing to do with the guys in the Duchy, I'm afraid you won't believe it either. But now, you've lost. Maffeo said with a slight mockery.

Fett walked over and held out his hand to Zaruta. "Where's the key?"

"Haha, that's funny. Zaruta smiled helplessly and unwillingly. "As a thief, how could I possibly tell anyone else about the treasure I have gained?"

"I don't have time to joke with you. Fett said coldly, his hand already on the hilt.

"Use your mind and think about it, miss. Zaruta sneered. "Here, in this place occupied by the apostles. I used all the courage of my life to get here to avoid being hunted, but my life was still threatened by those crazy guys. I'm just scratching my breath here, and if you want the key, then you should be able to guess where it is. ”

Fett hesitated for a moment, then cautiously reached out and searched the pockets of Zaruta's clothes. Maffeo pressed down the scabbard in his hand with a slight force to prevent Zaruta from trying to make any moves. But in fact she didn't really have any idea, she just let Fett snatch the key to the Duchy's treasury from her pocket, which she regarded as a treasure. "Now, it's your turn to make a choice. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Let me go, or kill me, or give me over to the Duchy, but what's the point, you've got the key to fulfill your trust, and a thief like me is of no value to them. In order to show that she would not resist, she even took off the finger tiger and fist gloves that she wore on both hands and threw them on the ground.

"Do you have fear in your heart?" asked Maffeo suddenly.

"What do you mean, Mr. Ghost?"

"I mean if you are handed over to the principality, then they will definitely execute you, will you be afraid?"

Zaruta lowered her head, and there was an unnatural twitch from her body. "Who knows......"

"Hurry up and decide, Maffeo. Fett gestured.

Maffeo hesitated for a moment, but finally removed the scabbard from Zaruta's shoulder and retracted it behind his back. "You're free, Miss Zaruta, and good luck. ”

Zaruta looked up at the backs of the two departing, expressionless. "What ...... to do"

As they left, the two did not look back at Zaruta the whole time, nor did they fear that she would suddenly launch a deadly attack. The dissipated battle intent had long since melted into the invisible air, and that was the only moment when it was not the master. "Why?" Fett couldn't help but ask, in fact, if Maffeo hadn't done what he had just done, she wouldn't have bothered with Zaruta, it wasn't a choice she wanted to make.

"About what?"

"Zaruta, you didn't make any choice but to let her go. ”

"Meaningless why, I don't make a choice, it's because I don't want to make a choice. There's enough of a headache here, and I don't want to waste my energy for a hell thief, after all, we've got the keys, haven't we?"

"You're right. ”

The roar of Dornier and the sound of machine-gun fire still echoed in the polar day, and for the two of them, they needed to return to the bloody battle once again. And Zaruta, to put it cruelly, no one cares if she lives or dies. In fact, she was the only one who could control her own life and death, and it would take a lot of effort to survive in this place occupied by the apostles. If that is considered a punishment, then perhaps it is a worse punishment for a thief than being put to death.