A soft voice sounded, and the men looked in the direction of the alley in shock, and suddenly found someone standing there.
Judging from her figure, she should be a slender woman. She took a step inside and stepped out of the shadows. The dim moonlight and lights illuminated her face clearly.
It's a pity that she wears something like a mask on her face, a white skull, covering her face.
With her exotic brown skin, well-trained figure, and her tight black clothes, she almost blended into the night. She looked like the God of Death in the legend, but with a different look.
temptation.
Yes, she was a servant of the Assassin class who participated in this Holy Grail War. She lost her Master when the Holy Grail War began.
I can't remember how my master died, and I don't even know if I even have a master. Mo Hu has an abnormal memory of that period, and the only clear memory I have is wandering in the city late at night these days.
The reason why the body has not disintegrated and dissipated, turned into fragments of ether, and the soul has returned to the Throne of Heroes, is precisely because of his constant hunting, which barely maintained his existence.
But why do you do this? Why do you continue to fight when you clearly don’t even have a Master?
The assassin didn't know, he just kept hunting, as if he could find a reason to keep fighting.
The city at night, especially this kind of small alley, is quite similar to the natural forest, except that one is made of steel and concrete, and the other is made of wood.
Herbivorous animals that strayed among them due to misfortune or stupidity will be attacked, disintegrated, bitten, and gluttonously eaten by groups of carnivorous beasts with sharp teeth and salivation.
Even in this world, the rules in this dark place are not much different from those in Assassin's lifetime. The only difference may be the proportion of them in the world.
She has seen too many things like girls. Tragedy cannot be completely cut off. Even they cannot do it. At most, they can only save the individuals involved.
She heard the voices here, heard the small voices asking for help, and then she thought of these things and appeared here.
——It’s a pity that she is not the hero that girls expect.
【Six people... we can maintain this for a while longer.】
Assassin glanced deep into the alley, taking in all the scenes inside. The cold and hard skull mask showed neither joy nor sadness.
"ah--?!"
"Hey! This guy came out of nowhere. He didn't even make any footsteps."
"Oh~ You are dressed so exaggeratedly, and your figure is so good! Which store is this little foreigner from?"
"Is he your colleague, Suzuno-chan~!"
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The five men were not surprised that Assassin appeared at the alley. Because of alcohol, their perceptions had been paralyzed, even if something more extreme happened.
Of course, even if they stay awake, they can't even hope to find any trace of Assassin.
【Breath Blockage】
This is a special skill possessed by servants of the Assassin class. It is different from the transparency achieved by using optical technology, and it is also different from the spiritual transformation of heroic spirits.
Even if he was walking majestically in the middle of the street, other people would not be able to visually detect Assassin, whose aura was blocked to the extreme. Not to mention these ordinary humans, not even cats who could see in the dark, or magicians who were good at detection.
Not noticeable.
Assassin didn't pay much attention to the dirty words spoken by the men, and they didn't even reach his ears at all.
The only thing she has to pay attention to is whether there are other people around, and try to avoid causing too much commotion. After all, in theory, in the Holy Grail War, using ordinary people's lives to replenish magic power is not allowed.
Fortunately, there are still those monsters called Death Apostles roaming around. Even if someone is found missing, they can't think of them for the time being.
………
"Hey, hey, are you listening? What's wrong with you? Why do you look like a wooden man?"
"No, this is okay. It's very good. I think it's okay to play around with a little foreign beauty. Isn't this quite tempting?"
"The film will definitely be very popular, but I think s｜m is more suitable for the little foreign girl in front of me."
"Ha~~ Just to beat her up, you really like to beat people up, Quan Dong, you dirty guy."
"Don't tell me, when I think of that scene, I feel a little excited. After all, this is why this guy went to the forensic laboratory. By the way, if you beat her, will this little sister cry?"
"Here, this guy has a very strange feeling. I think you should be careful-"
Only one with a colorful mohawk was more sensitive to danger. He stared at the skull mask on Assassin's face, his face not very good-looking.
Others were staring closely at Assassin's exposed skin, their eyes sparkling, anticipating how to humiliate him or how to apply violence to satisfy their despicable desires.
Although he was very accustomed to this kind of sight and desire, Assassin still let out a small sigh.
This is also what I have realized in the past ten days or so. No matter in the past or now, it seems that earth-shaking changes have taken place, but the essence of human beings is not different.
Human beings are such creatures that they will relax their vigilance to this extent just because the person in front of them is a young woman.
This body can indeed be said to be that of a slender and delicate girl, but of course it is limited to the appearance——
If these men are carnivorous beasts running in the urban night, then their current state of no tension is equivalent to lying on the ground with their bellies exposed. It is extremely stupid.
"Ah, even her sighs are sexy, but it's a pity that she can't see her face clearly through the mask."
"Wait a minute, isn't he an ugly guy? He only wears a mask if he has no face."
"Yes, that makes sense."
Quan Dong heard what the younger brothers said, patted his head gently, and then staggered to the front of Assassin.
"Hey, you sow, take off your mask!"
The assassin looked at him calmly, with a strange look in his eyes, as if he didn't see him at all, or that what he saw in front of him was just a clamoring ant.
Quan Dong was stung by this look and became angry. He cursed and stretched out his hand, trying to take off the mask.
"Ha~~You sow, are you deaf?"
"Forget it, since you are so unbehaved, don't blame me for being rude. It's not like I haven't seen cold women before. I just need to give you more medicine, and even icebergs will turn into water. Then you will kneel down.
——”
clang--!
The strong wind that hit his face made Quan Dong subconsciously close his mouth, and his entire face almost lost consciousness. He looked in front of him in horror, and saw an arrow missing and nailed to the ground not far from his feet.
The dagger spun and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound. Assassin looked up at the tall building nearby. A man holding a big bow stood on the rooftop, with a bright moon behind him.