Santos Lloyd is an ordinary bakery owner in the fourth district of the sixth ring road of the capital, like the neighbors in the surrounding shopping streets, he opens the store early every morning, and then greets every customer who is willing to pay kindly, the only drawback is that he prefers to drink heavily, but fortunately he falls asleep when he is drunk, never drunk, except for occasionally stripping naked and sleeping on the street, it has not caused other bad effects, so in the eyes of the neighbors around, Lloyd is a good person.

Tonight, Lloyd was drunk again, and when he returned to his lodgings, he had some difficulty even standing, and the alcohol had completely filled the fellow's mind, and it took him ten minutes to find the key to the door in the pocket of his coat, and then another twenty minutes or so to finally insert the key into the keyhole, which was shaking.

After opening the door, Lloyd staggered to his toilet and threw up on the toilet, vomiting from his nose and throat with a strong smell, but it made him feel better.

After feeling that the world in front of him was not shaking so much, Lloyd stood up with the toilet, he was about to wash off the foreign object blocked in his nasal cavity and lay down on his bed to sleep, he scooped a handful of water from the sink and wiped it on his face, and when he looked up, he saw his face in the mirror, a face that was a little puffy from excessive drinking, and the bags under his eyes were high and swollen.

He used his water-stained hand to paste on the mirror at once, and his own inside made him a little upset, once upon a time, it was also a handsome face that made many girls nymphomaniac, when he took his hand off the mirror, Lloyd noticed something on the mirror, he rubbed his somewhat blurred eyes, and looked closely, it was a pattern, which looked a little familiar.

Lloyd shook his head vigorously, and when he looked again, he finally saw the pattern, which was a nightingale, and fine beads of sweat covered his forehead at once, and his wine woke up a lot at once.

He took a deep breath, inhaling a large amount of oxygen to help him calm down quickly, it was not difficult for him to adjust his breathing, he took out a dagger from the dark compartment behind the mirror, held it in his hand and adjusted it, he needed to find the most suitable position to handle, so that he could use it to the maximum power when he used it later, this was a very simple thing, but the alcohol in his head made it more difficult, and he began to regret a little, why did he drink so much alcohol tonight.

Although he didn't like his father, and he couldn't extricate himself from the glory of the family at the last moment before he took his last breath, he couldn't deny that some of the old man's words were still very reasonable, "Even if you have nothing, you must learn to plan ahead." ”

So he hid well-maintained weapons in every corner of his apartment in case he needed them.

Well, Santos Lloyd wasn't that ordinary, at least not as ordinary as he seemed, he was proficient in an art, a discipline called "killing" The art of the damned old man, while teaching him this dangerous skill, forced him to swear that he would never waste it, and that it would always flow in the blood of their family, so Lloyd had no children until now, and the glory in the old man's eyes seemed to him just a damned curse, which should be buried deep in the loess, and this curse should end in him, and he would not waste his craft, but he would not have children, so that the old man could not accuse him of breaking his oath。

It's a bit too far, let's go back to the present, Lloyd grips the dagger, feels the hard touch coming from the palm of his hand, and closes his eyes at the same time, which helps him concentrate more and hear sounds that are not so easy to hear.

The sound of water droplets falling from the pipes to the surface of the water was very noticeable in the silent room, but Lloyd heard something more, it was the sound of heartbeats, and in addition to his own heartbeat, there were other people's heartbeats in this house, and he had guests.

Lloyd slowly opened his eyes, and at this moment there was no longer a trace of an old drunkard in his body, on the contrary, his eyes exuded a dangerous light like a cheetah hunting ground.

Lloyd kicked open the door to the toilet and rolled out with a tumbling quick run to avoid a possible attack when he opened the door, and his "guests" had already spotted him when he returned, and there was no need for him to take cover.

After rounding the entrance, by the moonlight streaming in through the window, Lloyd saw the window on the balcony of the living room open, and the thick curtains were blown up by the wind, and then fell quickly, revealing three people, one Snow, one demon, and one human, who also did not hide their whereabouts.

Lloyd was a little distressed, he should have found these uninvited guests when he first came back, so he wouldn't have to make them the way they are, yes, he didn't plan to stay alive, the other party knew about the nightingale, and sneaked into his house like this, they definitely didn't intend to come for tea and chat.

Lloyd's distance from the balcony was about seven meters, a distance that would only take a little more than a second if he sprinted with all his might, and it should be the same for the opponent, and there would be no room for maneuver in this duel.

Lloyd put the dagger across his chest and looked at the three people in front of him, the Snow man was tall even among his clan, and his strong muscles contained terrifying power, it was definitely not a problem to smash his head with one palm, and the bodies of demons and humans looked strong, but the identity of their spellcasters made Lloyd feel more troublesome, he felt the presence of magic in them, a spellcaster of words and spirits and a spellcaster of spells.

He had to make a decision in a very short time, and which one to kill first would make the next duel easier.

His first target was the demon spirit, and the spell caster usually casts spells faster than the word spirit, and it is more difficult to judge, Lloyd bowed down, bounced off the ground in an instant, and was in front of the demon spirit at once.

But before he could plunge his dagger into his head, he was blocked by a sword swinging at his face, revealing a cold light that exploded with unimaginable power in the hands of the Snowman, and it shaved off Lloyd's hair, which made him angry, so he reacted extremely quickly.

He quickly changed the dagger to the path of Snow's wrist, the sharp dagger and the fast-swinging hand touched at once, Lloyd stopped the dagger in the right position, and cut the tendon at Snowman's wrist at once, no matter how strong he was, after the tendon was cut, the hand holding the sword would lose all its strength, and the long sword fell from his hand at once, and was caught by Lloyd.

At the same time as Lloyd fought with the Snow, the demon spirit and the human began to cast spells, a little arc appeared on the fingertips of the demon spirit, lightning has strong power and super fast attack speed, Lloyd is not a spellcaster, there is no way to be faster than lightning, this will be a very effective attack, if Lloyd is not trained in this area.

The best way to deal with the lightning released by the caster is to channel it, and the arc of the demon's hand gives him enough reaction time to throw the sword he snatched from the Snowman, and the lightning bolts from the demon's hand are all drawn by the sword before it meets him, which gives him enough time to kick the Snow man in the chest and use his strength to exit, avoiding being struck by the subsequent lightning.

When throwing the sword, Lloyd deliberately threw it in the direction of the demon, but because it was a custom longsword for the Snow, it was not very convenient for him, he aimed at the demon's chest, but the sword fell to the ground with his pants, and the consequence of this mistake for Lloyd was that a layer of ice ballast appeared on his body.

The human had just done his first spell, freezing his body to slow him down, which was a useful thing to do against someone like him, but he made the mistake that he shouldn't have chosen a continuous type of magic, but a magic that would have worked immediately, which would have made Lloyd a little more distressed.

He suddenly pulled up the tablecloth on the living room table and threw it at the other party, this fixed-point continuous type needs an accumulated time to accumulate the maximum effect, during this time the caster still has a certain requirement for vision, a tablecloth is enough for Lloyd to get rid of his tracking for a moment.

By the time the tablecloth fell, Lloyd had already reached the balcony again, and the rush had confirmed that he couldn't get rid of the two spellcasters before Snow's reinforcements arrived, so he decided to get rid of the annoying chunk first.

The knife just now only abolished the right wrist of the Snow man, but the arm he swung towards Lloyd still had great power, Lloyd was not going to fight him, he suddenly bent down when the Snow man's hand was about to touch him, rolled forward, and rolled in front of the two spellcasters, the Snow man immediately used his still intact hand to turn around and punch, his reaction was fast, but Lloyd had bought himself enough time.

That's not enough time for him to do anything to the two casters, but it's enough for him to sprinkle a bottle of pepper that he just picked up from the table at the two casters, which won't do them any real damage, but it will affect their vision for a few seconds, and a caster with no crosshairs is nothing to fear.

When the Snow man turned around and swung his fist, Lloyd was ready for the next attack on him, he used a small dodge, accurately and just right to avoid the Snow attack, and then stuck to the Snow man, this big guy's muscles are very strong, Lloyd can feel that if he rashly inserts the dagger into his body, he may even be caught by his muscles.

However, no matter how strong the body is, there are also fragile places, as long as you know enough about the human body, the body structure of the Snow people determines that they have a powerful power that is difficult for other races to achieve, but like the demons, their strength also comes from the synergy of muscles and bones, as long as the tendons that connect bones and muscles are cut, no amount of strength will be exerted.

By the time the castration of Snow's fist subsided, his left hand could never be raised, but Lloyd's offense didn't stop there, and the best way to stop a man was to pierce his heart, or cut off his head.

The length of the dagger in Lloyd's hand was limited, and he had no way to guarantee that he would be able to use it to stab the Snow man's chest and find the Snow man's heart inside, so he chose to cut off his head.

Snow was tall, a lot taller than Lloyd, but it didn't bother him, he climbed Snow's body around his back, cut the tendons in his calf with a dagger, and then gently pulled him from behind, the strong legs could no longer support his heavy body, and with Lloyd's push, he fell to his knees at once, so that his neck was exactly level with Lloyd's chest.

There was no reason for Lloyd to pass up this opportunity, he wiped the Snow man's neck with precision and speed, and when he withdrew the dagger, there was not even blood left on it.

At the same time, he heard several short syllables pop out of the human spellcaster's mouth, and the air in the room immediately became hot, and Lloyd hurriedly jumped and left the Snowman's side, and then a pillar of fire enveloped the Snowman's corpse, and the smell of burnt water came out at once.

Avoiding the ring of fire doesn't mean he's safe, the other caster has set him up with a glowing blue grid in mid-air, and Lloyd threw his dagger before it hits the grid, it's his most handy weapon, and there's no reason to miss it.

The dagger plunged through the demon's eye socket, ending his life at once, and the death of the caster caused the power grid to begin to dissipate, but Lloyd still inevitably hit it, and the powerful electricity filled his body at once, paralyzing his body, but he was ready to hit, and put his fist in front of his heart, and when he landed, gravity just made the fist hit the heart.

The weight of his heart made him exhale violently, and he recovered from his paralysis, and he would not forget that he still had an enemy to deal with.

The room was still hot, and the humans had finished a new round of chanting, and several hot fireballs surrounded him, and when Lloyd looked up, the fireballs immediately rushed towards him, and Lloyd kicked the table over to meet them, while rolling behind a cabinet.

The table that hit the fireball burst open all of a sudden, and the flaming fragments shot out in all directions, and Lloyd immediately picked up the closest thing to his hand from the ground, which was an apple, and he threw the apple at the human without any hesitation, and the apple that hit his face made his movements pause slightly, and this pause gave Lloyd time to rush up and twist his neck.

All three intruders had been eliminated, and Lloyd had suffered only a few skin injuries, but he had no sense of excitement, his apartment had been destroyed by the two casters' indiscriminate spell casting.

However, it doesn't matter, how can he still live in the capital if there is such a big commotion.

Lloyd kicked the corpse on the ground in displeasure, he was not interested in knowing who had sent them, so he didn't leave it alive at all, he pushed open the door of his bedroom, ready to leave the place with some necessities before the police arrived.

When he pushed open the bedroom door, his movements froze, and a man in a black robe was standing in front of the bedroom window, while a girl about eight or nine years old was lying on the bed.

"You're a little slower than I expected. The black-robed man looked at the sky outside the window and didn't look back.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

"Well, that's a bit complicated. Lloyd didn't continue to listen to the black-robed man's answer, and rushed straight at him, which was a very simple technique, asking a simple question that was enough to make the other person think for a while, and attacking him when the other person began to answer, most of the time it worked.

But this time it failed, the space around the black-robed man was like a viscous liquid, the further Lloyd went, the greater the resistance, and when he wanted to stop, he had been firmly fixed in mid-air by the sticky air around him, and his hands were still in a fist position.

For the first time, Lloyd felt fear, he hadn't felt any range magic in the room before, the black-robed man had cast such a powerful spell in such a short period of time, and he didn't even notice it before he was affected by magic!

"It's time to rebuild 'The Nightingale'. The black-robed man said with his back to Lloyd.

Nightingale! Lloyd's heart froze for a moment.

"Nightingale" used to be such a resounding name, they were once the emperor's most elite agents, the nightingale is not a spellcaster, because the unconcealable magic fluctuations in the caster will make them too conspicuous, but in addition to magic, the nightingale is a master of various fields, among which they are the best at killing, they can harvest life with the grace of dance, even the most powerful spellcaster does not dare to underestimate a nightingale with a sharp blade in his hand.

In the most glorious years of the Nightingale, they wielded all the unimaginable powers, and they could even kill a prince who broke the law without prior declaration, because the Nightingale was forever loyal only to the Emperor of the Empire, and they were once the most talked about characters in the Empire, even the special agents of Valhalla.

But on July 3, 328, a day of disgrace to all Nightingales, St. Transe, the only emperor of the Empire, was assassinated and left this world without any heirs, leaving the entire Nightingale Order as an uninherited legacy.

After that, the Council of the Three Kings, which ruled the empire, decisively gave up the nightingale, which is a very simple thing, who would want to put a dagger that does not belong to them next to their pillow?

Nightingale inevitably went into decay, and as the years passed, the organization that swore an oath to guard the Emperor for generations faded, and by Lloyd's generation, he was finally the only one left, and his father had been delusional until the moment of his death that Nightingale would be able to regain his glory, but Lloyd knew that it was impossible.

He, von Lloyd, would be the last nightingale in the world.

Yes, this is his real name, Santos is just a surname he fabricated in order to be able to live conveniently and simply, he is ready to let the curse of the Nightingale end on him, but now this person actually says to rebuild the Nightingale!

The black-robed man walked around Lloyd, who was still frozen in mid-air, and walked to the bed, where he bent down and looked at the girl on the bed, "You're going to rebuild the Nightingale, and she'll be the next 'Blood Warbler'." ”

The "Blood Warbler" is the leader of the entire Nightingale organization, and in a sense, Lloyd is the "Blood Warbler" of this term, but this makes him even more confused, "Who is she?"

"She's your daughter. The black-robed man replied.

"That can't be!" Lloyd asserted.

"She's an Inhuman, a hybrid of a demon and a human. ”

Lloyd was stunned for a moment, he is 70 years old this year, in terms of the life of the demon spirit for more than two hundred years, he is gradually entering middle age, eight or nine years ago, when he was still middle-aged, he had gone through a period of time of drinking and drinking, he used to be windy (river crab) flowing, but he never had a relationship with the demon spirit woman, because it is difficult to produce offspring between different races, and no one has come to tell him that he is pregnant with his child......

"Who are you?" said Lloyd, wailing bitterly.

The black-robed man slowly walked in front of Lloyd, took off his hood, revealing his blood-colored eyes and pale silver hair, and grinned at Lloyd, "I am your master. ”