Chapter 894 (1/2)
”... cut some meaningless things again.”
With long white hair as snow, a petite figure under a narrow robe, eyes covered with red silk, and a long Azor knife like a wooden toy in his hand, his soft voice sounded like a bard's sigh.
But why
Why can't you move?
The pale Carl Colin stood in place, staring at the elf girl, trying to contain his trembling body.
It feels weird.
Clearly can not see each other's eyes, but there is an illusion that they are stared at by each other and their every move is under the control of each other;
Prey, the illusion of being stared at by hunters.
”Excuse me, sir.”
A girl as delicate as a puppet doll looked up and asked politely. She hid the long knife without any decoration behind her - it was so simple that when it was put into the sheath, it was almost the same as a crutch and stick:
”Excuse me, is this Duke Byrne's palace?”
The wary demon hunter held down his fear, his right hand pressed the ”bright silver” behind his waist, his left hand against the mechanism of the sleeve sword, and stared at the elf girl in front of him.
He is desperately suppressing his murderous spirit.
”What's up?”
”I've been ordered to come and visit the Duke.” in an eerie voice, clever and clumsy, I took out a letter from my collar and handed it to him with one hand: ”here is a letter from my master. I hope you must give me some thin noodles.”
The respectful fairy girl extends the letter to the corridor column next to the demon hunter.
Huh?
The demon hunter, who was slightly stunned, subconsciously reached out and waved in front of the elf girl, and the other party was completely indifferent.
Is she... Really invisible?
”I'll take the letter, but the door can't let you in.” the demon hunter calmly said, ”it's too late today. The Duke won't see any guests again.”
”It's really urgent to be accommodating.” she said as she stood up straight, put her hands in front of her, and made a very standard bow:
”Please, please be flexible, please.”
As delicate as a picture, the girl is so sincere that she can't be more sincere. Just looking at it, she can't bear to arouse her inner weakness and raise her compassion.
But it was this delicate fairy girl who just killed a demon hunter. She played it down and didn't even leak a drop of blood!
The returning demon hunter looked at the elf girl who was still bowing in front of him and calmed his mood a little: ”well, I can ask for you and let the Duke decide, how about it?”
”Thank you very much, thank you very much!” the expressionless fairy girl, with a young voice and excitement: ”it's really hard to say. It's too much trouble for you. Please do everything!”
”Then you wait here for a while, and I'll come as soon as I go.”
”OK, please.”
The elf girl bowing and saluting bowed her head. The demon hunter turned and left and walked towards the palace gate.
At this moment
The demon hunter turned around without warning, and the ”bright silver” held in his right hand gushed with a gray blue sword and cut off the girl's head.
”Dang --!!”
The spark struck the notes.
The girl who was still bowing and saluting raised the long knife like a stick and crutch in her hands. She lifted it gently in her right hand. Some exposed blade just blocked the sword.
Not much, not much.
The demon hunter's pupil shrank suddenly, and the sleeve sword of his left hand stabbed the elf girl's neck.
The next moment, he stopped.
The fairy girl dodged the bright silver sword, dodged the protruding sleeve sword and the long knife in her right hand... The ridiculous Azor long knife like a toy ran through her heart accurately!
The delicate little hand pressed the wooden handle and pulled the blade out of the unresponsive demon hunter's body; The bright blade reflected the cold light under the moonlight without a drop of blood.
”Puff --!”
The demon hunter, who had no power to parry, trembled and collapsed to the ground; The lips trembled, the pupils were gray, the heart lost its beating power, and the blood seemed to stop flowing.
The rest is only instinctive struggle.
Until this moment, Carl Colin really understood what the demon hunter recruit had just experienced.
I didn't see her draw the knife, but the blade had cut off her neck;
Not a drop of blood, but the heart has been broken;
The demon hunter's body stopped moving and lay quietly on the ground, accompanied by the beheaded recruits' bones.
The fairy girl slowly withdrew her knife, her blindfolded eyes lowered with her head, and her young voice sighed:
”And... Cut some meaningless things.”
Shaking her head, the fairy girl with a trace of sadness in her expression, holding a long knife in her hands, gently stepped over their bodies and walked towards the palace with small steps.
Just as she stepped into the gate, she suddenly stopped and tilted her head in disbelief and confusion.
”Eh?”
Next second
”Dang --!”
It was the sound of metal impact.
Under the night sky, Carl Colin, the demon hunter who had died through his heart, did not know when he had stood up again. At the moment when he saw the bright silver sword piercing through the back of the elf girl's neck, he was stopped by her who suddenly turned around.
”How is that possible?”
The expression of the fairy girl was very surprised: ”people have pierced their heart. Why can you stand up?”
”Do you want to know?” he struggled against the girl's blade, and the demon hunter clenched his teeth and forced out a smile:
”Sorry, it's confidential.”
If you didn't insist on carving the Rune of ”die now” on the back of your neck, I'm afraid you didn't even have time to react. Was she cut off like that recruit?
”But the other gentleman didn't come back to life, so... Is it the power of 'magic'?” the elf girl raised her head and opened her mouth like a child asking an elder:
”If someone beheads Mr. again... Will Mr. still stand in front of others?”
With a heavy complexion, the demon hunter coldly raised his mouth:
”Try it.”
The fairy girl shook her head and looked very sorry.
Right now!
Before the girl's knife moved, the demon hunter's pupils opened angrily and ”beyond perception” started instantly.
In an instant, time became extremely slow - Carl Colin could even clearly see how the track of the long knife in the girl's hand swung the bright silver sword to her neck.
Although she is still very fast, even the blade can only see the residual shadow in the strengthened line of sight of ”beyond perception”.
But enough!
”Huh?”
As soon as the girl's face changed, she realized that her blade was blocked.
What she didn't see was that the demon hunter's open left hand had been aimed at her face door.
High level spell, force impact.