The guy who was hit fell to the ground clutching his ankles. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Ikor looked at him and saw that the man was very young. He was dressed in tatters, half of his shoulder-length hair tucked into his collar and fastened by a strap tied to his forehead.

Although the sky was gloomy, the man's face was unusually pale. He stared intently into Ekko's eyes, as if trying to see through his soul. Suddenly, he coughed and arched like a shrimp. Seeing his painful appearance, Ikor couldn't help but stop walking, and a chill hit him at this time. The cold feeling was like a drop of water dripping from the tip of her heart, and then Ikko found herself unable to move as if she were frozen, unable to take a step or turn her neck.

"Did I get a blow arrow?" a terrifying thought came to mind, and Ekor frowned as she reflected on her escape from the hospital. From beginning to end, there was no tingling sensation from the attack on his body, and the uncontrollable feeling at the moment was different from the medicinal effect of the Quenching Dagger. To describe it, it is as if the body is asleep, while the consciousness remains awake. Ekor stretched her limbs again, gradually probing from her fingers to her spine, but this effort was like a person who fell into the sea treading water in the ocean, and his body could not move. In addition to being stunned, he vaguely felt as if he had experienced something similar, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

The guy who had been knocked to the ground was still coughing, and Eko glanced at him a few times before looking away. I saw that the soldiers who had withdrawn from the dark alley had blocked the retreat at both ends, but these people did not come forward to capture him, but only pointed at him with crossbows, as if they were afraid that he would jump off the wall in a hurry.

For a moment, it was as if Ekor and the ragged boy were locked in an alley by two invisible walls, but it didn't take long for the group blocking them to loosen. They all ducked to the side, so that a fellow dressed as a mage stepped forward, and the thin figure of the other party wrapped in a robe suddenly reminded Ekor of a man - Desman, the former high-ranking mage of the Quenching Dagger.

It was as if the retreating tide had spit out the long-submerged embankment, and some of the memories that had been erased flashed through Ekko's mind one after another. He remembered that the guy named Desman was as thin as the mage in front of him, but such a listless fool who only shivered when attacked, and actually bounced him against the wall with a wave of his hand, and made him as immobile as he was now...... Magic, incomprehensibly.

The mage walked over to Ekko, and as he approached, he glanced at the coughing guy and covered his nose with his sleeve. This action seemed to inspire the entourage behind him, and the man went up and gave the coughing boy a kick, which kicked the man until he curled up.

Maybe he was afraid of being abused again, and the kid who couldn't stop coughing in front of him bit his finger. Echo looked at him shivering, and only felt that there seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the air. And with such a distraction, the mage had already stood in front of him, and reached out to pick his hat.

"Interesting, how did you resist magic? because of the elves?" The light that poured from the mage's fingers narrowed Ica's eyes, and he felt his sideburns being picked apart, and his ears were shaved twice.

This offensive action made Icao want to ridicule, but his tongue couldn't bend as if frozen, and he could only watch the other party evaluate himself as if he were observing a rare beast. However, the entourage who had kicked and beaten others earlier showed a worried look, and the guy walked behind the mage and coughed lightly twice, and then said in a low voice: "Sir, let's do the following things, you should not get too close to him, I heard that he is a very dangerous assassin." ”

"Yes, maybe it's just that there are a little more incompetent people in this world. The mage glanced sideways at the guy behind him, then turned his attention to Ekko.

"Look at me. He spoke, and the magic light seemed to burst into his eyes, floating in the iris. This strange sight made Icko's heart tremble, and he tried to avoid making eye contact with the guy in front of him, but his eyes straightened as if he were fascinated.

Suddenly, all the abnormalities and pressures disappeared. Echo breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly found herself gradually regaining control of her body. And just as he was secretly moving his joints, the mage turned to his subordinates and said, "He's not the one we're looking for!"

"What kind of trick is this?" Ekko's sudden change of hexagram caused Ekko to fall into confusion again, and he turned to look at the others in front of him, only to see that they were also looking at each other.

"Sir, this man is the ...... we are chasing"

"I said, he's not the person I'm looking for...... This isn't a question of verifying your opinion, so I don't have to repeat it, right?" the mage shook out his conclusion in a cold, mechanical voice, and then left his subordinates and walked the way he had come alone.

Faced with such an embarrassing situation, the guy who had advised him earlier spread his hands rather helplessly. The man looked at Ekor a few more times before beckoning everyone to retreat.

After a while, there were only two people left in the alley. Icke twisted his somewhat hairy arm and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard someone say in a hoarse voice, "Do you remember?" Echo ...... startled him, and he looked down at the guy he had accidentally bumped into, and saw that the man was slowly getting up against the edge of the wall.

"What do you mean by that, who are you?" Eko asked.

The boy raised his head tremblingly, then bent down and coughed, "Excuse me...... Send me to the west of the city......" he said intermittently, looking reluctant.

This look of fear for his life made Ekor feel compassion, and he went up and put his shoulder under the other's armpit, and carried the man on his back. The man coughed and gave the name of the place, then raised his hand and pointed in another direction, and there was only gasping for breath. And it wasn't until this moment that Ikko realized that she had taken on a burden. Linked to the back and forth of the day and night, the meetings with Crulley, Gap, Rosalyn, and the others, and a whole lot of, Ecco couldn't help but sigh in annoyance.

"How do you know me?" he asked, tentatively, as he hurried. At this time, the faint morning light had already illuminated the rooftops and treetops of the heights, and the continuous sound of birdsong would also wake up the citizens who were accustomed to getting up early, and those people were all surprised when they saw them. This alerted Eako, who chose an uninhabited alley to stop for, only to see scratches on the boy's wrists, one of which was still stained with blood.