"We've finally met, bad boy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The uninvited guest's voice was shrill and disdainful, and he spoke to himself, easily knocking down an Imperial officer who was close to him.

"You ......"

"I'm afraid you won't have a chance to know!" the mysterious man screamed and rushed, swinging the murder weapon in his hand from side to side, ruthlessly slicing through any object that came into contact with it. His weapon eventually collided violently with the poisonous fire, and Miloca stepped back, relying on her right foot to kick the raised flower bed to stabilize her position.

"Hah, I don't think I'm supposed to laugh at Weiner's toy, it's a good guy who deserves a bad omen. The mysterious man said that he turned around three hundred and sixty degrees, and the sharp blade he called the bad omen slashed down directly above Miloka, so fast that the flames of the poisonous fire were separated. Two successive attacks of pure strength shook the poisonous fire, tearing Miloka's jaw close to the hilt of the sword, preventing him from holding the sword and distracting him with the pain. "You're not as good as Euan said, bad boy!" makes me curious," the mystery man once again held up the omen and then gathered his strength to slash down, "What did you do to make Bernie stumble?" This time, Miloka was powerless to resist, and was half-crouched on the ground with her back to the flower bed. The omen pressed the poisonous fire lower and lower, and the gray sheen eroded Miloca's shoulder armor, leaving rough marks on the carved iron armor.

The mystery man seems to have a lot of fun with humiliating attacks, but his vulgar entertainment doesn't last long. Miloca didn't take the Mystic's fourth blow, he quickly rolled to the left as the Omen lifted it from the poisonous fire for the third time, then got up, swung his sword, and kicked his legs in one go. The mysterious man failed to contain the inertial attack, and the omen pounced into the flower bed, and the defense was too late to damage him to a sword in the right arm, and almost at the same moment, his knee went limp, and he fell to his knees. Miloka did far less damage to the mysterious man than he expected, and the latter's leather armor was apparently treated with a special process, and although it did not escape the doom of being broken by the poisonous fire, it also succeeded in easing Miloka's attack.

"Interesting!" the mysterious man rolled to the side with a more agile skill than Miloca, and then assumed the standard preparation stance of the radical swordsmanship, and the bad omen cut a semicircle across the stone floor in front of him, leaving a smoldering mark.