The dawn had not yet fallen, and the inner city of Idgrasius was reflected only by the illusory light of magic in the dark night.

Artel Hernos walked briskly into his little house with a sloping roof next to the hanging garden, his steps almost trotting. In a room without lights, it is even darker. He let out a long breath, his back against the door, his eyes glazed off.

A nearby wooden door opened silently, and several yellow and red fireflies floated out from behind the door. In the faint light of the wind attribute and fire attribute magic guide crystals, the girl's figure was like an illusory ghost.

Angel Victoria Electrics sat quietly in a chair with wheels and magic crystals, her purple pupils shining like lit gems. She didn't notice Attel's affection at all, and as soon as she saw Attel, she asked earnestly in a crisp and delicate voice.

"Yatel, the invading demons have been wiped out by you, right?"

"Angel......" Artel looked at the girl's glass-orb-like eyes with a confused expression, "Well, no. He shook his head in annoyance and walked over to reach out and touch Angel's smooth, soft hair.

"You didn't sleep?"

"Leave me alone, I'm not like a human. Angel's tone was stubborn, "What the hell is going on with you, why didn't you wipe out the demons? They attacked your most important city!"

Angel said sternly in a reproachful tone.

"......" Artel didn't answer, and his hand didn't move, just resting it on Angel's head. Suddenly, Angel's eyes widened suddenly.

"Artel, you're shaking!"

"yes, yes......" Artel barely managed to squeeze out a stiff wry smile. His fingers were indeed shaking, even if the shaking was so small that he couldn't notice it without paying attention.

Angel swished up her hands and grabbed Yatel's hand at an astonishing speed that the naked eye could not capture. I put it on my chest. She looked at Artel's pale golden eyes with great solemnity.

"Sue me for what's going on, you shouldn't be hurt by those demons—"

"It's not a demon. Yatel shook his head, still smiling wryly. This wry smile looked very pitiful on his young face.

"I failed again, too bad. My brother will definitely kill me this time, and he won't let me go!"

"Asa?" Angel raised her eyebrows, "What's the matter? You've met Asa, why don't you tell me?"

Angel's strength is much greater than that of ordinary people.

Artel's hand was a little pale as she held it so tightly that he couldn't help frowning and gently nudging Angel's hand. Not only hands, actually. Artel's face was also a little pale, and the yellow and red glow on Angel's chair couldn't illuminate Attel's face. He kept his head down, silver bangs obscuring his vision.

"My brother knows what I want to do, and Mr. Borenfuz is angry with me. He thought I was lying to him and said I wanted to plot against all of them. Angel, you know, my brother is the most dangerous enemy for me! How could I plot against him in front of my brother? Mr. Borenfuz won't believe me at all!"

He looked up, his pale golden eyes flickering like a panicked child.

"Asa already knows, then he won't let you go, what the hell is that fool at Borenfuze!" Angel pursed her mouth in anger, as if she wanted to bite Borenfuz to death. He scolded in a fierce tone.

"Attel, you better stop working with them! None of them can be trusted! Neither Borenfuz nor Laxis Flotica have ever believed you!"

"Yes, Mr. Borenfuz will never believe me, he has been on guard against me from the beginning. Artel nodded dejectedly, "I think so...... Mr. Borenfotz was probably also afraid of being targeted by his brother, as they were...... My brother is so strong, I really didn't expect it. ”

The astonishing intimidation of Asa Hernos in his desperate situation still remains in the minds of several Holy Magisters.

After he disappeared with the help of spatial magic, Borenfuz soon discovered that that the magic was the traditional magic they couldn't trace, the most dangerous illegal magician, and this time it had completely escaped from their hands, and it seemed to be even more dangerous than before.

It was much clearer to all that the phrase "I'm sure I'm not the only one who will die" was not a bluff threat, and Asa could have done it, and if it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of Laxis, more than one of them would probably not have returned!

Asa was like a black nightmare.

Even if they were unwilling, they had to admit that if they had faced Asa alone, none of them would have escaped the dark sanctions.

"Is he that strong?" said Angel, with obvious suspicion in her tone.

"Hmm!" Attel nodded with more force, "Besides, how could I have expected that Miss Flotica would appear so coincidentally at the Breeze Harbor on Messiah Island!

"That goddess is no match for Yatel at all. Angel also seemed to be starting to get distracted, she frowned tightly, and then immediately straightened her face.

"Artel, you don't have to care about Laxis Flotica, and you don't care about what Bolenfuz thinks! You and me, I am your weapon, your 'Black Angel' Angel! As long as you threaten Artel and hinder Arter, I will kill you for you! Artel made me to kill the enemy, right?"

"Angel......" Artel stared at his "demon" in some amazement. Angel used to be a human, but Princess Angel, who is a human, is dead, and now Angel has the magic power as a holy magister, but it is perfectly hidden because of the unique ability of "man-made demons". Even the World Tree didn't know that in addition to the "World Tree System" that she strictly controlled, there was also a existence outside of Angel's law.

"You're right...... If you want to survive well, you can only get rid of the enemy. Artel lowered his gaze and said slowly, holding Angel's little white hand with both hands, "Miss Flotica will never return, Mr. Borenfuz will surely turn his attention to me soon, right?" We...... Be prepared early. ”

"yes, we need to be ready early. Angel muttered as she repeated Atter's words, "Before the enemy does, let's do it, Artel, as long as you need me—"

"I will kill all the enemies of this world for you at any time. ”

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P.S. may develop chronic bronchitis and always does not get better...... Recently, my principle is to never stay up late.,So I won't write it until half past nine.,I hope you understand the irregularity of the update.。