Allen looked at Kuros with a helpless expression and searched all the Snow on the ground. He couldn't help but start to think about it. How would he explain to him when the other party woke up?

Anyway, his master will probably go out to have a good time and have a good time again in a while, and will only leave him here to clean up this mess.

Maybe... he might get beaten by the other party.

"Alas~~"

Sure enough, Kuros stood up, threw his wallet in Snow's face, and then ordered to Allen.

"Then this kid will be left to you. It's impossible for me to go back with him anyway. I hate it so much.

By the way, when he wakes up later, you can hand it over to him for me. Anyway, this is his mission."

After saying that, Kuros threw a dirty bag at Allen, then opened the door and left without looking back.

"That...master?"

With a confused look on his face, Allen looked at his master's retreating figure. After thinking about it, he reluctantly put down his outstretched hand, then bent down and picked up Snow, who was lying on the ground, and placed him on his back.

On top of a small bed.

"I hope that when he wakes up... he won't anger me."

………………

...Snow had another dream. He once again dreamed of his six-year-old body being pressed onto a white chair. Two guys wearing masks and white coats raised stun machines towards him.

.

"Hahaha... electrotherapy, electrotherapy ~ you need electroshock therapy ~"

The two "magnetic blast infantry" laughed wildly, and Snow struggled desperately, but to no avail. Until he accidentally took off the other person's mask, and the two of them actually revealed an identical face that belonged to Kuros.

…

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Snow was so frightened by this scene that he screamed like crazy, with cold sweat all over his head. With a "bang", a carp jumped up from the bed.

"[INNOCENCE]——activate.

One Bullet—Scorching Nova—Penetrate!!!”

"Eh?!!!"

There seems to be some frightened exclamation sound...

Snow took out his [Demon-Slaying Sacred Flame] and fired hard at the maniacally laughing figure.

"Touch~~"

Along with the sound of collapse, the shadow gradually disappeared from his eyes.

"Huhuhu~ It turned out to be a dream! I was scared to death. I thought I was tricked by that Kuros Marion again."

Snow wiped the cold sweat off his head, sat on the bed and muttered to himself, but soon he realized something was wrong.

"Where is this place! Why does my head hurt so much? I remember like...

You? Who are you?"

While touching the back of his head, Snow looked at the young man who was clinging to the corner with fear and his whole body turned white with surprise on his face, and asked his own questions.

There is a hole the size of a washbasin in the wall next to the opponent's head.

At this moment, he was looking at himself with horror on his face, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and there was a golden Graeme on his head. Like him, both wings were trembling slightly. It seemed that he was also affected by it.

Scared.

"So...so scary!!!"

Only then did Snow realize that he was still holding the [Demon-Slaying Holy Flame] in his hand! At the same time, his mind slowly recalled the young man in front of him.

When he opened the door... he was greeted by this young man... Snow looked him up and down, and his impression gradually overlapped.

"I think about it, you said you are the apprentice of Marshal Kuros, but why do you look like a bean sprout?"

Snow pretended not to see anything and put the [Demon-Slaying Holy Flame] back into his holster as if nothing had happened.

The golden Graeme can already prove his identity. Except for Kuros, no one in the entire Black Order has such a unique familiar.

"Speaking of which, what's going on? Why did I faint suddenly? In my mind..."

Snow patted his head and tried hard to recall the memories before his coma, while the white-haired boy in front of him looked increasingly embarrassed.

"That... I'm sorry!!!"

Hearing the other party's apology, Snow was stunned for a moment, a little confused, and then his expression changed, realizing the seriousness of the matter...

He reached into his arms and dug out, and sure enough, the pockets of his clothes were empty—things were missing.

Just as he was subconsciously trying to explore other places, he lowered his head and accidentally discovered the familiar brown wallet placed beside his pillow.

Snow reached out and picked up the wallet, then opened it tremblingly.

As expected, it was empty inside.

Reluctantly, he turned the wallet upside down and shook it vigorously, but except for a coin, there was nothing left.

The silver penny spun twice on the floor and then staggered down, as if mocking Snow's innocence.

"Hoohoo!! Ku-luo-si!!! Ahhhhhh..."

Allen trembled and leaned against the corner, watching the furious young man in front of him, tearing his wallet hard, but it seemed that the quality was so good that he could not break it...

In the end, Snow could only throw it to the ground with all his strength, and then stepped on it several times, fully expressing the artistic conception of the word "incompetent rage".

He felt that he could only use four words to describe him now - so angry that he exploded.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo~~"

The more I think about it, the angrier I get...the angrier I get, the more I think about it...

Standing next to him, Allen was also so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe. He felt as if all the air around him had been sucked away by the young man on the bed. He was really afraid that he would close up in the next second.

"So...are you that guy's apprentice?"

Snow suppressed the rage in his heart and turned his head stiffly towards the other party, trying not to express his anger as much as possible.

After all, judging from the way the other person looks and what he is wearing, he is probably another victim of Kuros.

"yes……"

The white-haired boy opposite him tensed up like a frightened bird, stood straight on the spot, and answered loudly.

"My name is Allen Walker... I am 16 years old and I have been practicing with my master..."

"Okay Mr. Walker, my name is Snow Zhang. Could you please explain it to me now..."

Snow clenched his fists tightly, but in order to maintain etiquette, he still forced a stiff smile.

"Master said...he will not return to the Black Order, and asked me to leave this to you."

Allen spoke quickly and concisely, then took out a dirty cloth bag from his arms, handed it to Snow quickly, and then quickly retreated to his corner.

"That's it!!!"

Snow looked at the three shining [INNOCENCE] inside the bag.

"So, it was "Marshal Kuros" who knocked me out when I came in, then robbed my wallet, and then threw the mission to me like trash, right?

By the way, I deliberately kept you as the scapegoat."

When Snow said this again, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out every word, because he was afraid that he could no longer control his furious heart and do something excessive.

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