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The sound of shoes stepping on the muddy ground was playing on Shiraga's eardrums.

Bai He knew that Locke was about to make the next move.

............ So, is it really good?

(What's so good, it's all like that anyway.) ）

............ You still have the strength to fight again, right?

(So what, you can't win anyway...... ）

............ It's not that you're afraid that you won't win, but you're afraid to face yourself.

(What is there to be afraid of in the face of myself?) ）

............ You don't dare to face the ugliness inside of you, and you blame every failure on yourself for not having the same adventures as the other protagonists. But that's just the story. What kind of good things will happen when you really come to another world? Don't think too much about it. It's not a story, it's a reality, and you can't change anything if you don't make any changes in reality.

............ You're just trying to turn a blind eye to your own ugly heart.

（............ ）

............ Look at yourself, what kind of thing are you? When you fail, you are full of excuses, all you can see is the success of others, you are picky and selective of others, you are blind to yourself, you are sensitive to your own pain, and you turn a deaf ear to the suffering of others. What kind of thing are you?

............ You're just a piece of shit, a barking piece of shit.

(What the hell do you think of me!)

............ I'm just helping you look directly at yourself. Do you see that? This is who you are.

（............ ）

............ After seeing it clearly, do you want to be a waste like this?

（............ ）

............ Answer me!

（............ I don't want to. ）

............ Great, so what do you do now?

Bai He didn't answer again, because he had already proved it with practical actions. The ruffled maid outfit became wet and dirty after absorbing the muddy water, and it was uncomfortable to cling to the body. The sleeves of the maid's costume were raised, and Bai He's right hand trembled and grabbed the feet of Locke, who was about to leave.

............ Remember, you are not what others see you, you are always yourself.

"I'm ...... I ...... myself" Bai He's body struggled between the muddy water, and it could be seen that the effect of the concussion had not faded.

............ Now do you see yourself, do you see what you are?

"yes...... I'm an ugly person......"

............ Yes, but there's nothing wrong with being ugly, people are born ugly. But it's the ...... that's really ugly People who don't even dare to face their own ugliness.

"I'm going to ...... Face up to yourself...... And then with my own feet, go forward ......"

............ Alright, let's start the feast. It may hurt a little, so hold back. Bye~

Then, the mutation began.

Do you know that the cicada has broken out of its cocoon? Similar to that, Shiraka's back now hurts as if the skin and bones have been torn open to reveal the internal organs. The horizon flickered and flickered, and Bai He didn't even understand what he was looking at. But he knew something was about to come out of his back. Dig out that filthy shell.

But suddenly, just as Bai He felt that something was about to crawl out of the flesh and bones that had been lifted, the sharp pain stopped, and along with it, there was a flicker of vision.

There was something, something familiar and unfamiliar that appeared in Bai He's field of vision. It was the familiar light blue particles, and unlike before, those particles were frantically pouring into Bai He's body at the moment.

The body is hot and dry, full of heat that cannot be vented.

Strongly supporting his body, Bai He didn't even get up, but just relied on the power of his leg kick to send a full left hook diagonally upward, that is, Locke's stomach. Of course, this blow was easily blocked by Locke, because it was only a feint, and the real attack was Bai He's right hand. Locke reacted and prepared to block even his right hand. However, Bai He's soft and unstructured right fist was like a punch from a battle-hardened warrior at this moment, easily bypassing Locke's defenses and imprinting it on his stomach.

The left hook had exhausted all of Bai He's strength, so his right hand was limp when it hit Locke's body, and even the layman Hana could see that Bai He's punch did not hurt Rock at all.

A punch hit, as if that punch had exhausted Bai He's full strength, and his consciousness was completely darkened at this moment. The body that lost control also fell to the ground. In the moments before he lost consciousness, Bai He seemed to see blue-black petals pouring out of his arm, and then dissipating into the air.

Locke took two steps back, clutching his stomach in disbelief. Bai He's last punch, that speed, and the power contained in it didn't look like a person who was still jerky not long ago could hit it. Locke didn't want to believe it, but he had to believe it, because the feeling in his stomach was genuine.

"Yours is yours, Eevee. There is really your ......" in the next sentence, Locke looked at Bai He and said.

Turning around, Locke stepped on the muddy mud and walked towards the town of Xiusai, leaving behind Bai He, who was in a coma, and Hana, who was shaking Bai He.

Not as fast as he was when he came, Locke is now as slow as a normal person walking.

Feeling the burning sensation that spread in his stomach, a trace of dark red blood left from the corner of his mouth.

Locke's time is running out.

Not far away, Ibu, who had hidden his figure, was also surprised.

As a sorcerer, a demon fighter, he naturally saw Bai He's last blow clearly. Bai He's final blow was obviously not something that an ordinary demon fighter could do, and that blow had completely stepped into the realm of the sorcerer, and even Ibu didn't know what kind of technique Bai He used. All he knew was that Bai He absorbed a large amount of elementals, then compressed, concentrated them into his right fist, and then fired. A seemingly limp punch contained unimaginable heat and energy.

And Locke, who ate that blow, was probably even burned in his internal organs.

(But there is no need to pity you, because you are a Famili.) ）

"You can still do it when you want to, my sweet little maid. Eevee muttered.

"The next scene is only the end. ”

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Peaceful town, unpretentious town.

Not long ago, this tranquil picture was cut through it by a knife called Iron Hoof.

A cavalry of three hundred men on horseback came to the town. They were not thieves or mercenaries, but the Eighth Cavalry of the Knights of the Deiz Garrison, carefully selected after a rigorous selection process. This morning, they were on standby before dawn when they received an order from the commander to go on a mission in a town called Shusai, not far from the Great Forest of Xiona.

The mission is to find out about a hundred or so Famili cultists hiding in this town. Of course, it was not said what would happen if there were no such cultists in this village.

The man who led the cavalry was a middle-aged man named Tiga, who was muscular and had a flat head on his horse. Because he was in such a hurry to receive the task, he put on his equipment and stepped on the horse without even dealing with his beard, so now his chin is full of short stubble.

But now, he wasn't in the mood to care about his beard. Tiga's heart was full of the contents of that mission. He only said that he had found more than 100 Famili cultists hiding in this town, but he did not say what to do if he didn't. In other words, whether they really exist or not, these more than 100 heretics are going to be caught.

Alas.

Diga sighed, he knew that if he couldn't find it, more than a hundred ordinary innocent people would suffer. But so what? Anyway, it wasn't Tiga who suffered, nor was it the fat pig leader who gave the task.

Ignoring the skeletal man who had been standing by the horse and shouting since just now, and the townspeople who were gradually gathering around him, Diga loudly conveyed the order to his subordinates: "Two hundred people go and surround this village for me, not a single one is allowed to escape, and anyone who dares to flee will be killed!"

"Fifty people are going to search my house to house!"

"Fifty people left, give me a good look at these people!" Diga gestured to the townsfolk who were not far away looking panicked, wondering what was going on.

The next thing is to wait, if you find evidence, then it's best, if you can't find evidence, you can only make evidence......

Soon......

"Report to the Captain, we've found a ledger in a mansion that contains records of transactions with the Famili cultists!"

"Report to the Captain, we found some medicinal herbs and some powder of unknown purpose in a dilapidated house!"

"Report to Captain ............"

........................

Listening to his subordinates report what they didn't know one by one, Diga's heart couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

(Great, these aren't ordinary people.) ）

However, this emotion naturally does not show on the face.

"Count how many townspeople there are. Diga gave orders to his subordinates, and several of them went to count the townspeople who had gathered together.

Afterwards............

"Report to the captain, a total of one hundred and twelve people, including the elderly and children!"

Listening to this number, which was within the range of more than a hundred people, Tiga's heart smiled.

"Take them all with me!"