"You are the so-called apostle?"

"Yes." Chu lowered his head and half-kneeled on the ground and replied respectfully. Its sound is now like a noise from friction, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Is your name Chu? A special name, but I like it very much, very concise."

Hillman said with a smile, looking at the apostle's appearance.

The black substance covered Chu's body, covered its skin, and covered its facial features, making it look like a shadow, but was half-kneeling in the form of a human.

"Thank you for your appreciation, respectful summoner, the name below is not worth mentioning."

The first answer was very capable and simple. Everything in the Apostle Wasteland made it lose its unnecessary emotions. For it, now it only values ​​the task in front of it and collects the so-called evil. These are everything about it. Therefore, for the summoner, it upholds absolute respect.

"So at first, are you willing to obey my orders absolutely?" Hillman asked, with a special look flashing in her eyes, and a lazy tone with an undeniable majesty.

"You have summoned me, and I will naturally follow your orders until you complete your commission."

Chu calmly answered Hillman's question, as if putting his life in the hands of others was just an irrelevant thing.

"Very good." Hillman nodded with a smile and said.

"I order you now to stop yourself."

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Next to the half-open window, the curtains swayed slightly, and the light in the room dimmed like a shadow flashing by, even making people unable to react to what was happening.

The black matter in Chu's hand was entangled and condensed into a black long sword in an instant. The evil wrapped around it has many uses, which can be transformed into any clothing or any weapon.

It held the sword in its hand, without any hesitation, and swung the sword and slashed at its neck.

The sword light disappeared.

"Stop." Just as the sword blade was about to cut Chu's head down, Hillman spoke and stopped Chu's movements.

The black sword had cut into Chu's neck, almost half of his throat, and strands of black mist overflowed from the wound.

Hillman leaned against his seat and raised his hand to Chu.

"Okay, put away the sword."

Obviously, just now she was just testing the role of the contract. Now it seems that even if the order to commit suicide is issued, the first one will execute it without hesitation.

If she had called Chu one step later, the sword had cut its neck.

Chu nodded silently, pulled out the black sword that cut into his neck, let go of the black sword, and then turned into black matter and merged into Chu's body.

A brief silence fell into the room, Hillman looked thoughtfully at Chu who was half kneeling there, and his index finger slowly and rhythmically tapped the armrest of the chair.

Powerful, loyal, without emotion or selfishness, is like an extremely sharp sword, controlled only by the person holding it.

Is this the apostle? It is really a very useful tool.

Thinking of this, she smiled slightly. The arrival of this apostle was indeed just right for her. She was now in need of such a sword.

"Will such damage affect you?" Hillman asked, looking at Chu's neck, which had been cut halfway through.

"Please don't worry, as long as I'm not fatal injury, I won't die." Chu said very plainly, as if he wasn't talking about his own life.

But naturally, even if it dies, it can be reborn by consuming a small part of the evil in itself.

But if the summoned person ordered to commit suicide, it would be recalled to the wasteland and reborn, which was the same as the summoner unilaterally termination of the contract. This would be troubled, because it means that the summoner did not recognize its ability as an apostle.

The apostle had difficulty dying, which was something Hillman had learned through information, so she was not too surprised, but just maintained her indifferent smile and continued to ask.

"Do you have someone?"

The appearance of a human is literally meaningful, and the appearance of Chu now is definitely not a human appearance. If Chu can only maintain the appearance of this, it would be inconvenient to be seen by other people.

"Please wait." Chu replied.

The black substance composed of evil on her body slowly faded away, revealing her original face.

Perhaps because she was shrouded in black all year round, her skin looked a little pale.

Below her sharp eyebrows are a pair of sharp and indifferent eyes, and her black pupils are very deep, making people unable to help but stare.

She looked like a sword, silent and sharp.

The clean and neat short hair hangs on the ears, and the face cannot be said to be handsome or soft, but it has a fascinating charm and an indescribable neutral beauty. Like a perfect work of art carefully polished by an artist, everything is just right.

But it’s a pity that this beauty was destroyed by a scar on her face, and a scar that streaked through her left eye torn the beauty apart.

"Your appearance and your voice do not match it. Didn't you expect that the so-called apostle was just such a girl?"

Hillman looked up and down several times, and stood up slowly from his seat with a smile.

Chu's face without any fluctuations showed some emotions, and her brows frowned a little.

Girl...

"Summoner, are you sneering?"

As an apostle, she had long abandoned her original appearance and identity as a human being.

The current appearance is just a body shaped by "evil" for her. As for what she originally looked like, she has long since lost.

"No, you misunderstood, I'm just admiring." A real smile finally appeared on Hillman's smiling face.

This apostle lady seemed to have some special persistence in some special places.

She raised one hand and put it on her chest.

"Aren't I a woman too? Get up, from now on you don't have to call me a summoner, you can call me Your Majesty."

"His Majesty Reinhart von Hillmann." The Queen said word by word as she looked at Chuyi.

The highest point of the royal city is silent.

That night, Reinhardt of the Lionheart got the sword of her empire.
Chapter completed!