“......”

The girl saint was also speechless at the moment, wanting to say something to refute Mai's words, but he couldn't think of how to refute it. Bayi Middle School?? Text (1)??. (viii)

She understands that what Jiude Mai said may be right, indeed, although her idea is good, but she does not have the corresponding strength now, if she really captures the blood clan alive and returns to the church, I am afraid that she has no way to guarantee that Jiude Mai will not be abused and punished.

But......

"I will do my best to protect you, as long as I am a saint as a guarantor, you will at least have a worry-free life in the church."

A look of determination flashed in the eyes of the maiden saint that were not covered by the blindfold.

"As long as you obediently follow me back to church, then I love Lar and swear to the Lord that I will definitely protect your life."

"So, can we stop struggling?"

The maiden saint named Ela looked at Mai Jiude, who was still holding a short knife in her hand on the ground, and whispered persuasively.

"Humph! Saint, you say it easy, but I don't want to put my life in the hands of someone else. ”

The body gradually regained some strength, and Mai looked up at the saint Ayl, spat fiercely, and said fiercely.

"In my opinion, it is better to die than to be free!"

"Well, it seems that in the end, I still want to beat you unconscious?"

Ellar lowered her head and said, the long black on her forehead hung down, covering her left eye, and the look on her face was inexplicable.

"Hehe, just do it, anyway, my injuries are not that serious, it doesn't affect the battle."

Jiude Mai supported the ground with her hands, and after slowly standing up from the ground, she said with a reluctant smile.

"But for the sake of you, a stupid saint, you haven't been a killer before, I'd better remind you of something, I have used our Bloodline's unique ability to send a distress signal to my seniors on the way here."

"Now that the time has passed, my senior should be about to arrive, hehe, you, the saint will be finished."

Mai said to Elar with a smile, trying to make this Elar retreat without a fight.

After all, Mai is now a big loss of vitality, her strength is less than half of what she was in her heyday, and she is not an enemy of Elaar at all, and her master and predecessor have not yet arrived, so it would be nice if she could let Elaer retreat quickly before her seniors arrived.

However, Mai also knows that the chances of making the saint Ella, give up hunting the blood clan and retreat, are probably very small.

As expected, Ellar decisively replied and refused.

"Blood Clan, don't talk too much about persuading me to retreat, in fact, I have already appeared when you scattered that strange energy on the street to ask for help, but I didn't make a move to destroy your request for help."

"Do you know why?"

Elar raised her head, a look of confidence flashed in her left eye, looked at the wine De Mai who was a little cold on her back, and asked word by word.

"Is it difficult, is it ...... You have other saints as well...... Be a rescuer?! ”

Listening to Ellaer's words, Mai, who was uneasy in her heart, couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and asked in a trembling voice.

"It's not."

Ellar said indifferently.

"So, why then? My seniors are third-class middle masters, aren't you afraid? ”

Mai slowly stepped back with the short knife in her hand and asked Ella.

At this moment, the extraordinary sixth sense possessed by the blood clan is reminding Jiude Mai that she must leave this Ela's side as soon as possible, as if the danger of this Elar has suddenly increased greatly.

This feeling made Mai think to herself, this saint wearing an eyepatch is really a fucking evil sect.

"Why......"

Elaar looked at the extremely nervous wine de Mai, sighed lightly, and gently placed her white jade hand on the blindfold that covered her right eye, and slowly uncovered it.

"That's ......"

As Elal's blindfold slowly peeled off, Mai finally saw the true face hidden beneath the blindfold.

To Mai's surprise, the place covered by the cross blindfold was not an ugly scar or an ugly burn, but Ella's closed, ordinary eyelids.

"Huh? This saint doesn't actually have no problems with his eyes, but he only wears an eye patch to pretend to be 13 because of the second disease, right? ”

Just when Mai, who was thinking like this, was about to say a word to ridicule the two sentences of Ai Laer, the second girl was so happy, she suddenly saw it...... Ala's right eye suddenly opened!

Brush!!

Touch!!

Jiude Mai was directly forced to kneel to the ground by an instinctive invisible coercion.

"Ahem, damn it, what the hell is this? ...... Golden eyes?! ”

Kneeling on one knee under the oppression, Mai was bleeding from the crack in her abdomen, but looked at it very stupidly, and the strange golden eyes that were revealed by Ellaer.

It was the coercion that the eye revealed, which he could barely resist.

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"Damn, I really let this guy Caster escape!"

Liu Ling, who was mixed in with the crowd, put on his glasses again, felt the breath of caster dissipating in the crowd, and shook his head regretfully.

"I didn't expect that not only did I not have a real fight with Saber tonight, but I didn't even catch up with Caster's dead 13."

Liu Ling, whose potential points in the system had not increased, suddenly became a lot worse.

In fact, tonight, in the process of Liu Ling chasing Caster, Saber was also chasing Caster with Liu Ling, but when the three of them ran all the way to the edge of the forest, Saber seemed to be suddenly summoned back by his master Emiya Kiritsugu with a spell.

So although he regretted that he couldn't kill Saber, Liu Ling still didn't give up the pursuit of Caster, and continued to chase directly on the road next to the forest.

During the chase, Liu Ling's horsepower was at full speed.

On the road, a fierce duel of magic and abilities begins between a heroic spirit and a cultivator and a supernatural person.

Among them, the attack, defense and defense were several times, and Liu Ling's crimson robbery fire opened the eyes of Caster, who was a magician, and there were many more traces of anxiety on his body.

Liu Ling wanted to kill Caster as soon as possible to get potential points, but he did everything he could, and even the special move "Scarlet Hundred Sword Kill", which took a lot of mental strength, was used three times, but it made Caster suffer a lot, and the escape along the way was even more embarrassing.

In the end, just when the caster ran out of ammunition and Liu Ling almost won the potential point, the caster turned around in an unexpected situation and ran towards a street with a lot of people in the suburbs.

Although Liu Ling did not relax his lock-on on the caster, after entering the crowd, Liu Ling's forward progress dropped significantly.

By the time Liu Lingxian's caster's breath remained motionless in the crowd, the caster had already lost sight of what magic to use to get the golden cicada out of its shell.

Even the little crimson flame that Liu Ling left on Caster's treasure, the "Luoluo City Textbook", was also destroyed by Caster, and he couldn't reconnect with Liu Ling.

So Caster is like a boiled duck that successfully escaped from Liu Ling's bloody mouth.

"Damn, you must have known that this caster was running so fast, I should have stayed in the forest and had a fight to the death with Saber at that time, alas, even if I went back now, I'm afraid Saber wouldn't be there."

Looking at the unfamiliar Japanese road names above his head, Liu Ling, who didn't have a mobile phone map, didn't know where he had followed Caster in such a daze.

Just as Liu Ling sighed and was about to take a taxi back to Dongmu Beach Camp, a wisp of blood that was somewhat familiar to him but different suddenly entered his sensitive nose.

"Huh? It's ......"

Liu Ling's figure suddenly paused, then he turned his head to look around, and sniffed this strange smell with his little nose.

"This smell seems a little familiar."

Liu Ling smelled the unique smell of blood, tracing the mark left behind by the source of the smell while thinking about the identity of the owner of the smell.

"Is it possible...... This bloody breath is the unique breath that Jiude Mai exudes as a blood clan? ”

Thinking of what Jiude Mai said about the blood clan today, Liu Ling's eyes couldn't help but light up.

According to his own speculation, eighty percent of this breath is Jiude Mai, even if it is not, it must be inextricably related to that blood clan.

Although it was not clear whether this blood clan had intentionally or unintentionally left his traces on this street, Liu Ling happened to have nothing to do at the moment, and it was not bad to think about seeing the true face of the mortal blood clan.

"Well, that'...... Such a happy decision! ”

Liu Ling, whose little nose shook (why does it look like a dog?) He fully waved his sense of smell, which had been strengthened a lot after cultivating, and began to track the traces of the Lord of the Bloody Breath.

This bloody aura was mixed with the breath of everyone, and it was not easy to distinguish.

Although Liu Ling had an outstanding sense of smell, he also lost it several times, until he came to a place where the population was slowly decreasing, and the bloody smell became obvious.

(To be continued)