Watching the three figures fade away and finally disappear from view, Albert sighed leisurely, and the hand that was originally clenched on the dagger at his waist also hung down softly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Sister Albert, teacher, he, he ......" It was teary-eyed little Susan tugging at the corners of his clothes.

Closing his eyes and exhaling deeply, Albert turned his head and comforted: "It's okay, you have to trust the teacher, it's okay." Anyway, it's good to know who the employer is, and when I send you back to Lyon, I'll just go to Paris again. ”

"Sister Albert, you must get the teacher out. Little Susan pursed her lips, her eyes full of sadness: "I will help too!"

"No, no, isn't it Paris, isn't it the general? I can save it once, I can save it a second time, don't worry. Albert stroked Susan's head and reassured.

After a little explanation to the bewildered Mr. Redhart, Albert walked into the dilapidated hut next to him.

After a brief examination, Albert found that they were breathing well, their complexions were normal, and there was nothing serious except for a slight weakness in their bodies.

Little Tommy has now practiced his internal skills, and he woke up first: "Ah, don't come here...... Where am I? You are, you are...... Is it Sister Albert next to the teacher? You're back? Where's the teacher?"

"Your teacher has something. Albert said simply: "I will pick you up and take you to Lyon, France." ”

"Lyon, what about the bad guy?" little Tommy couldn't react for a moment.

"Your teacher is a teacher from a top martial arts academy, and that martial arts academy is in Lyon, France, since you want to study with him, you have only one relative, your mother, of course, you will go with us. Albert pointed to Tommy's mother, who was still unconscious, and said, "Your mother should wake up soon, you can discuss it." ”

After a while of discussion with their mother, they made up their minds to give the house to their neighbors, and then left the slum with Albert.

After settling everyone in the inn, Albert went up to the roof alone and looked at the half-moon in the sky.

Since the death of his fiancée, he has always been a person with no goals, drinking and farting on weekdays, bragging and gossiping with people, and going wherever there is excitement.

Later, when the war started, inspired by the enthusiasm of serving the country, he also fought the front line of the battle, in fact, to put it bluntly, he just wanted to seek benevolence and benevolence, but unexplained strange things happened, and he still didn't die after all.

Later, he went out with the army again, and he originally wanted to make some contributions, but in a chaotic battle, he was knocked down by a knife, lost his combat effectiveness, and lost his dignity as a man.

Then, without distractions, he devoted himself to practicing, venting all his resentment, anger, unwillingness, and depression on practicing, and as a result, his strength grew day by day, and the side effect was that he became more and more like a woman. Whether it's someone you don't know or someone you know, everyone is a sister, a miss, a girl's scream, and I'm embarrassed to refute and explain. Even if it is like an explanation, but the most important evidence is no longer in hand, how can it be explained in such a way? In desperation, I still accept the reality, and women are women, and there is not much difference anyway.

And these adventures are the most comfortable and happy times he has had in years. The city of Paris is full of heroes, the vast forests are traced for thousands of miles, the wolf tide is raging by the river on a moonlit night, the magnificent dream under the sea, and the line of life and death on the ice field...... It was an adventure he had never imagined, although it was very hard, very dangerous, and many times he was torn between life and death. But he likes this, likes this passion, this kind of fighting, such a face to danger, such a bloody romance. I love it.

He spread out his palms, looked at his now slender and thin fingers, and sighed: "Sure enough, my current self is still not strong enough, if only I could be stronger......"

Suddenly, he interrupted his thoughts, looked up, and looked ahead.

At some point, on another roof not far from him, a figure appeared!

The figure was not big, it could even be said to be short, like a child.

No, not a child, it's a dwarf!

But didn't he take people away during the day? Why did he come back now?

Glancing at the inn below, Albert pulled out the dagger at his waist.

At the same time, the figure gradually walked in, revealing its true face in the moonlight.

He was a dwarf, but not the daytime one.

He was dressed in pitch-black leather armor, and behind his back, he carried two jet-black short swords.

His appearance resembles that of the white-bearded dwarf during the day, except that his beard is black and well-groomed, making it appear shorter.

His temperament is also different from the one in the daytime, more sharp, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, full of oppression.

"Who are you, what are you doing here, didn't you take them with you during the day?" Albert asked, looking on guard.

"Haha, don't be afraid, I'm just a little curious, so I came over and asked a few questions. The blackbearded dwarf stopped, and his voice was soft, like the chirping of a mosquito, but it was very clear to Albert's ears.

"What's the problem?" Albert didn't let his guard down and stared at him firmly.

"Don't think of a female beast who guards her cubs, I don't have any ill intentions. "Blackbeard's midget has a smile on his face;" I just want to know, what did you do to get rid of so many wolf herders?"

There was a question on his face: "Although most of the masters of those wolf herders have gone to sea, there are many people who have stayed, and there are thousands of giant wolves guarding them, even if we two brothers do it, it will be difficult to destroy an entire tribe." And you, in just a few weeks, have wiped out almost all the remaining werewolf tribes. It's a bit incomprehensible. After all, as far as I can see, although you have some strength, you are not strong enough to do such a big thing. ”

Albert, of course, would not reveal little Susan's secret, and said bluntly: "I don't know. ”

"Don't do that, I think, you must know something. The black-bearded dwarf still had a smile on his face: "If you don't know, I can only ask the people in the house." ”

He licked his lips and slowly stepped forward: "A father with a daughter, a mother with a son, four people, there is always someone who knows." ”

"I said, we don't know, we didn't do it!" Albert stood in front of him.

"That's not interesting, even though you're a woman, please be honest, okay?During that time, only you went to the north, and wherever you went, the werewolf wouldn't die, and you still dare to say that you didn't know?" The smile on Blackbeard's dwarf's face disappeared instantly, and his tone became gloomy: "Forget it, since you don't want to say it, I'll just find someone else." ”

"I won't let you pass!" Albert's dagger glowed white in the moonlight.

"Then you can try. Blackbeard's dwarf stood with his chest crossed, not in the slightest hint of wanting to draw his sword.

In an instant, Albert turned into the wind.

A raging hurricane formed in an instant, wielding silver blades.

The blades of the wind gathered and turned into a torrent, sweeping towards the dwarf who was armed with a sword.

"It's a bit of a fun speed. Blackbeard's gnome chuckled and held out a hand on the hilt of his sword.

As if a peacock had opened its screen, countless pitch-black sword blades appeared out of thin air, blooming layer by layer.

The silver torrent that swept over was suddenly scattered and dissipated.

However, the hurricane still swirled, carrying raindrops made of steel needles, spilling heads and faces.

"Speed is good, but speed alone can't wipe out an entire tribe. In front of this furious offensive, the blackbearded dwarf swordsman still had time to analyze.

It was still a sword, and the black sword light was like a black curtain, shattering all the steel needles that were shooting out.

The shattered iron powder was still carried by the hurricane, turning into a sandstorm, rubbing against the black curtain, making bursts of sharp sounds.

"Is that the only extent?" the blackbearded dwarf spoke again, "Then it's my turn to attack." ”

The black sword curtain disappeared in an instant, turning into a sky full of stars.

Up and down in all directions, there are all stars, as if under a sword, a piece of the Milky Way will be swayed.

"Bang!"

The hurricane dissipated, regrouped into human form, rolled off the rooftops, and slammed into the silent streets.

"Tell me, there's a limit to my patience. The black-bearded dwarf looked at the beautiful woman covered in blood in front of him, and his tone was a little anxious: "This is the last time I ask, if you don't say it, you will die." ”

Albert felt extremely weak, and at that moment he didn't know how many stabs he had made, and he didn't have any strength in his body. He could feel the power pouring from the countless small holes in his body, wetting his clothes and soaking the ground beneath him.

"I don't know, get out of here. Despite his extreme weakness, he squeezed out a little strength to refuse.

"Hehe, then let's die. The dwarf's voice rang out.

Albert closed his eyes and waited for his imminent death, his heart full of guilt: Little Susan, I'm sorry, my uncle can't protect you......

But death did not come for a long time.

I barely opened my eyes and looked forward, only to see a blood-red dress.

Then, he felt a soft finger run over his body, and then a coquettish female voice sounded: "Oh, the smell of blood...... It's delicious! It's the first time I've tasted it. It's ugly to kill my five guides and become like this. ”

"Well......" seems to be reminiscing, and it seems to be thinking: "It just so happens that I still lack a maid, so I'll save you." ”

"You, you're ......" it was Blackbeard's dwarf's fearful voice, "You're 'Bloody Mary'!"

"Oh, I can't believe there are people who know me here. The coquettish female voice sounded again, like the queen's landing: "I recognize it, don't let me go!"

(To be continued.) )