It was a young man wearing cyan light armor and holding a crimson bow. He had light brown skin and black short hair. He looked as gentle as the big brother next door, but he also had a unique warrior look.
The breath of iron blood.
【That is the Servant.】
Assassin felt that the young man's body was similar to his own. Judging from the weapon he was holding, it should be an Archer.
Archer jumped from the edge of the rooftop and landed in front of Assassin, looking like a hero who fell from the sky in a legendary story.
Assassin subconsciously wants to escape. Even if she has a master, she cannot be Archer's opponent in frontal combat. What's more, she doesn't have a master now. I'm afraid it won't take long for her to return to the Throne of Heroes.
"Young, good evening, little sister."
A hearty, slightly hoarse laugh sounded behind her. Assassin turned her head to look in the direction of the sound. She saw a woman in a crimson coat leaning against a lamppost, holding a beer in one hand and another in her other hand.
His hand was playing with a firecracker.
There is no doubt that this is another riding servant, and it is also a very powerful one. He will definitely not be her opponent.
Finally, a tall and burly monster appeared in front of him, picked up the trembling little gangster, threw it aside casually, and then focused on the Assassin in front of him. The sharp claws would easily kill her.
The slender body was torn into pieces.
This is the third rider.
Assassin had already forgotten the idea of "retreating", but he didn't expect that three cavalry servants would ambush him.
【Should I say it is my honor? 】
She didn't know, the only thing she knew was that she was about to exit and return to the Throne of Heroes.
But then again, why did I accept the summons of the Holy Grail?
She subconsciously stroked the hard and cold skull mask. Under this mask was her own face.
Perhaps having one's own face is commonplace for most of the world, but for assassins, this kind of thing is such a luxury. In the past generations, Hassan Sabah also had to completely abandon his past self.
And abandoned the appearance of the character.
It's just that she has always been afraid of this and has not had the strong will to give up herself.
I was born as a woman, raised as a weapon, made into a walking poisonous blade, and killed many people.
Whether on the pillow, in an alley, or in the shadows. As long as you take special medicine to adjust the poison, and when the wind direction is right, you have killed an entire army, but most of the time it was one-on-one. Secretly, covertly.
Contact the opponent and take life.
If they fight head-on, this slender poisonous blade will be broken. Like some of his former companions, assassins can only live in the shadows. Exposed to the sun, they will die.
——But I yearn for the sunshine.
Because of the special nature of his assassination, he would befriend the target of his assassination every time, in order to make the other person lower their guard and establish a close relationship.
Friends, fiancées...etc., etc., although they are all the goals of their own missions, in the process of getting along, there is indeed someone they like. If they can be married as a normal woman, they will definitely be very happy.
However, those happiness were eventually destroyed by his own hands.
She subconsciously thought of her last mission in life, when she went to assassinate a general, but she fell in love with the target of the mission, and even confessed her identity as the assassin and begged him to kill her.
The general did not do that, because he died before that and was beheaded by the adult himself.
And I was also purged by that adult. Death may be more like relief for me. Such a life is too cruel for a woman, but she is unable to resist.
So why did I respond to the call of the Holy Grail? If you think about it this way, it should be to give yourself a little happiness that you have never had before in your life.
But happiness is nothing more than a luxury for him. It is foreseeable that he will fail in the Holy Grail War this time, but Assassin does not intend to quit like this, at least he will struggle hard.
She scanned for a week, and finally targeted the woman who looked like a pirate, and then decisively used [Aura Masking].
"Do you regard me as the target of a breakthrough? Yes, come on!"
Drake showed a cruel smile, drank the beer in his hand, and then threw the empty can aside. The same firecracker was held in her hand,
Being treated as a weak point by Assassin made her feel somewhat unhappy, and it was very simple for her to vent her dissatisfaction, that is, to kill Assassin neatly.
"How dare you underestimate me, this account is not cheap."
She felt the position of Assassin. Although she used the [Aura Concealment] skill, if she wanted to take action, the murderous intention could not be hidden with skills.
What's more, [Aura Concealment] is not omnipotent. If used in such a frontal battle, the effect will be greatly reduced.
The jet-black blade silently cut through the air, aiming at Drake's spiritual core and other vital points, but they were all shot down from mid-air by bullets, like a swift with broken wings.
Then more bullets were fired into an empty space, causing ripples in the space. Assassin staggered and revealed her figure. Several huge wounds appeared on the surface of her body, and the bleeding could not be stopped.
It flows, and even the edges of the body look a bit illusory.
"it's over."
Drake walked up to Assassin, keeping a safe distance, and aimed the blunderbuss at her head, grinning.
"It's a pity that you have no brains and no luck."
boom--
Assassin's head exploded, her body swayed, and she fell forward to the ground. Golden particles rose up, and she soon disappeared.
"It was pretty smooth to deal with Yiqi."
Drake gently blew the muzzle of the firecracker, put it away after a trick, and looked towards the shadow direction not far away.
Kurano Tsumi walked out of it, his face did not have the joy that defeated Assassin, but looked a little complicated. He held a blank bronze card in his hand, and at this moment, there was a picture on it, which was Assassin's.
appearance.
He walked towards those gangsters. Because what happened was too bizarre, these gangsters were still in a state of confusion and trembling. Only the girl looked calm.
Kuruno Tatsumi picked up the girl. He had done this behavior countless times in reincarnation. Although he knew that it didn't mean much whether to save him or not, he still chose to lend a helping hand. As for the five gangsters...
"Kill a few of them. They are all scum anyway. If they die, it will be considered a good deed."
Drake said casually, and even Arash didn't object this time.
"No, no need."
Kurano Tsumi shook his head and rejected Drake's proposal.
"We are not judges and have no power to judge them."
"So you're going to let them go?"
"Of course not. We don't have the power to try them, but the victims do."
Kureno Tsumi stretched out his hand and briefly recited a mantra. During these reincarnations, he had not made any progress, at least his knowledge and memory would not disappear with the reincarnations.
The gangsters looked horrified, and the scene in front of them changed. The atrocities they once inflicted were now being inflicted on themselves, and their shrill cries of pain broke the silence of the night.
"You have a really bad taste, kid."
Derek looked at those people, smacked his lips, then reached out and patted his shoulder,
"But I like it. If you were on my ship, I would definitely promote you. Even becoming the deputy captain is not impossible."
"It's not a bad idea, it's just that these people deserve what they deserve."
Kurono Tatsumi shook his head again, showing no pity for the misery of the gangsters. He lowered his head and looked at Suzuno, with a hint of shame on his face.
"--Feel sorry."
He said this, stretched out his hand and touched Suzuno's forehead, blocking the memory of this episode tonight.