The Lady of the Long Night's sluggish expression lasted less than a second.

Or rather a flash.

"Pretend!"

As she spoke, the lady got up from the table, put a piece of parchment in place where the invitation had been, and strode out.

No more words.

Arthur stood up to see him off.

The two still show extra intimacy to the outside world, even if one is so disgusting that he wants to vomit, and the other starts to be nauseous when he thinks that the other party will vomit.

Both are dutiful actors.

"Honey, take care of yourself."

Before getting into the car, Malinda used words as a cover, and breathed several times to calm down her nausea.

"Hmm."

Arthur smiled.

"Good night, Arthur!"

Edwin, the coachman, waved his hand and shook the reins.

The carriage quickly disappeared into the night.

Arthur closed the fence gate, walked slowly into No. 2 Kirk Street, and turned on all the mechanisms directly - unlike the apprehension of the tree-lined path, Arthur was full of confidence at No. 2 Kirk Street.

Unless it's an enemy like the Countess of Nanlos.

The rest?

Where I stand, it is absolute.

I am absolute!

The absoluteness of all vetoes!

Click!

The faint sound of the reed could be heard on the walls and under the ground of No. 2 Kirk Street, and Arthur picked up Pendragon and placed him in the cat cage, then pulled out the [Spider's Claw].

Arthur twisted the weight of the bastard's sword and carefully applied the hidden poison to the blade.

And at this moment, a horse-drawn carriage suddenly broke into Kirk Street.

The carriage is a pull-road carriage.

The person who jumped out of the car was Malinda, who had just left.

Different from the ease when she left before, Malinda at this time had a serious face, and after pushing open the fence gate, she knocked on the door of 2 Kirk Street.

Knock, knock!

"Arthur, ...... quickly"

Burst!

As soon as the door of 2 Kirk Street opened, Malinda opened her mouth to speak, but the sudden stabbing of the pitch-black blade caused the lady's words to come to an abrupt end.

She lowered her head and looked at the blade that pierced her chest, her face full of disbelief.

"You!"

Bang!

Malinda opened her mouth to say something, but when the blade was drawn, the door to 2 Kirk Street was shut.

The lady Malinda took two steps back and fell straight to the ground.

Subsequently, the flesh begins to wither.

After a few breaths, all that remains is the viscous, smelly clay.

The horse-drawn carriage outside the fence gate also disappeared into nothingness.

About two minutes later, Malinda rushed to 2 Kirk Street, and when she saw the pair of sticky, smelly clay, she immediately had a panic on her face.

"Arthur, are you alright?"

The woman shouted as she rushed to the door.

The speed was obviously controlled, but when the door opened completely and saw Arthur with an unexpected face, the speed suddenly became faster, and the expression on his face was full of worry.

But no matter how fast this speed is, it can't be faster than a bullet.

Arthur took out the thunderbolt hidden behind him and pulled the trigger directly

Bang!

The muzzle of the thunderbolt flickered, and seven projectiles shot out, all of which hit Malinda.

The blood blossomed, and the Lady Malinda was turned into clay.

However, a cloud of smoke immediately emerged from across the street.

In the smoke, Malinda walked out.

She glanced disdainfully at the two piles of clay on the ground.

"'Human puppet'?"

"Disgusting stuff!

Arthur, are you alright? ”

Malinda had a pipe in her mouth, and the sparks lit up one after another, and the smoke surrounded the lady like a knight following the queen.

Arthur greeted him with open arms.

There was a sincere smile on Malinda's lips.

But the next moment it stiffened.

Arthur, who was in front of him, suddenly fell to the ground and rolled to the side, revealing the little emperor cannon in the corridor-

Rumble!

The 6-pounder cannon crashed into Malinda with a roar.

The smoke around them overlapped and gathered, protecting Malinda like a shield, as if to give Malinda a chance to escape.

But just as Malinda tried to dodge, something grabbed her ankle.

In just an instant, this Malinda broke free from this bondage.

But at this time, a moment is enough.

The cannonball shattered the smoke shield with a whistling whistle and slammed into Malinda's body.

Click!

In the sound of broken bones and tendons, this Malinda was knocked into the big tree on the other side of the street, and the huge force made the big tree break, and this Malinda vomited blood.

"Why?"

"My disguise is flawless!"

"Why can you tell the difference?"

Malinda roared as she spat blood from her mouth.

'I might not really be able to tell if you're pretending to be someone else, but pretending to be Malinda...... You don't know her greatest trait! ’

What is Malinda's biggest trait?

Misogyny!

When she saw him, Malinda was forced to endure the feeling of nausea and vomiting, which Arthur was all too familiar with.

It was so familiar that he began to instinctively feel sick at the thought of vomit.

But what about the pretenders?

Full of joy.

No!

There is no such quality!

I don't have that disgusting feeling!

Arthur stood up, patted the dust, opened his arms with a big smile, and said—

"There won't be anyone who can't even tell the truth from their lover, right?"

"We're ......

Lovers who resonate with each other's souls! ”

The pretender looked at Arthur across the street in a daze, he didn't know how many times he had bewitched people's hearts and made the so-called true love of the couple turn against each other, but at the moment he lost to a couple.

But, but......

Why do you look at the 'spirit medium' with a soul lover in front of you, and you actually have a perverted disgusting feeling from the bottom of your heart?

Is this what it is......

Love?!

Is it because I have never experienced true love, so I feel that true love is perverted?

"I'm such a pathetic fellow...... Burst! ”

The pretender said as a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fell into a coma.

A 6-pound shell is a lore for a normal person.

The same is true for most mystical people.

The fact that the pretender is not dead is enough to show the strength of the other party.

However, Arthur didn't pay more attention to each other, because there was more than one enemy-

Step, step!

In the sound of clear and powerful footsteps, a man in a cloak approached from the entrance to the street.

Knock, knock, knock!

A powerful heartbeat sounded from the other party, turning into an invisible pressure, causing the air around him to tremble slightly.

Airplanes!

Arthur's eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers had already touched the [Sound of Progress].

He was about to blow the black whistle, then opened the [Ring of Mist], and with the help of [Mist Domain], he instantly came to the opponent's side, and dealt a fatal blow to the opponent with the scroll [Touch of Death].

And just as Arthur was about to act, the man in the cloak opposite spoke.

"When the serpent hisses, everything is silent."

"When the serpent travels, all things retreat."

"I swore in the name of 'Shadow Serpent' Siudik that I would never embarrass the members of the Credos family - this is my grandfather Charlie. Credos' Commitment......

Now tell me where the last of the 'blood people' are.

Then, return to 2 Kirk Street and think about it behind closed doors. ”

The sound is loud and the momentum is unmatched.

But there was a hint of strangeness in Arthur's gaze when he looked at the other party.

Siudik, he knows.

The guy who replaced his blood.

Now there's no scum left.

And the guy in front of him calls himself 'Shadow Serpent' Siudik, that is......

He seems, maybe, may have met his peers.

If it's just [bluffing]......

I'm a medium!

With speculation in his heart, Arthur did not withdraw the palm holding the [Sound of Progress], but a soft murmur sounded in his mouth-

"Eternal monster, heir of the rebellious bloodline, creator of ragnarok, aver of the gods of the north, ruler of the blades of chaos, owner of the axe of Leviathan, descendant of House Credos......

In the name of war!

No compromise!

Die...... War! ”

The sword in the hand of the young 'spirit medium' pointed directly at the other party, and his figure began to slowly rise under the night sky.

Quack, quack!

Fujin and Wuni spread their wings and flew around the 'spirit medium'.

Under the moonlight, the crow crowed, and the 'spirit medium' volleyed into the air, showing determination.

The night wind suddenly rose at this moment, blowing down the leaves of early autumn, countless fallen leaves fell like rain, they circled and danced around the 'medium', they began to cover the courtyard, covered the entire Kirk Street, covered this night sky, they danced the last dance of this life for this world with their last strength.

The 'Medium' raised his hand and stroked the fallen leaves passing by, as if feeling the brilliance and heat of the dance of the fallen leaves, the corners of his mouth began to turn up slightly, and his eyes showed unprecedented tenacity, he said softly.

"Thank you."

He chose to follow his oath and do everything he could.

The young voice began to resound in the sky gradually—

"The past is here, the present is also here, and the future is here, telling the beginning, when the world is opened......"

(End of chapter)