Hardy simply packed his luggage and merged into the flow of people, just like a normal pedestrian.
There is no doubt that the priest of the church is looking for him everywhere. Although he does not think that he will lose in a head-on confrontation, he should try to avoid it if he can avoid it in a battle with fewer enemies and more enemies.
Choosing a street with a lot of traffic is also one of the strategies. Whether it is a magician or a priest of the church, they will not make a sudden attack without considering the safety of ordinary people. After all, the mystery must be concealed. This is what everyone in the magic world must abide by.
The highest standards.
About half an hour later, he noticed a crow passing above his head. It was not an ordinary crow, but an artificial familiar.
One of them stopped on the telephone pole, tilting its head against Hardy in the crowd, and its dark eyes were like two dark and deep whirlpools.
【It seems we have been discovered.】
Shakespeare's voice rang in Hardy's heart, and even he, who had always been cheerful, had a long-lost seriousness in his words.
"I think the word "like" should be removed, but I'm still not sure how they saw through my disguise." Lan
Hardy whispered, he also noticed the crow familiar staring at him, then he wrapped his coat tightly and turned to a remote alley.
Seeing Hardy disappear from sight, the Crow Familiar spread its wings and followed him. Just as he reached the sky above the alley, a blue magic bullet suddenly passed by.
It retracted its wings and dived downwards with its entire body, narrowly avoiding the incoming magic bullets. Its entire body emitted a deep black light as it dived.
The light expanded rapidly, and finally fell to the ground and turned into a short, hunchbacked human figure.
Its whole body was wrapped in a black cloak dotted with crow feathers, with hazy mist exuding from the edges of its body. Its red eyes were staring at Hardy, who was waiting not far away, and the reflection in his hand was similar to that of a bird's claw.
Holding an alien slender blade.
The dark blade surface does not reflect any light, and is like a hazy shadow when swung, not attracting attention at all.
Hardy looked at the guy in front of him, took a deep breath, activated his animalistic magic, and with the wriggling of muscles and bones, his whole body instantly grew bigger for more than a week, and both his strength and speed were greatly improved.
After a brief confrontation, the crow transformed into a human form suddenly rushed over. In the narrow terrain of the alley, there was no restriction on its maneuverability, and it was so flexible that it was almost impossible to catch its figure.
Hardy did not move, just stood silently. Against such a highly agile enemy, all he had to do was wait and seize the fleeting opportunity.
Suddenly, a dark shadow passed behind him and brushed against his neck. In an instant, the skin and flesh were cut open, and blood spurted out.
"Got you—!"
At this time, Hardy didn't care about the injury on his neck at all. He quickly reached out and grabbed the crow familiar's wrist that was holding the blade, and then threw it forward hard.
Kacha——
Along with a series of heart-wrenching crisp sounds, most of the bones in the crow familiar's body were broken by the huge burst of force. At this time, Hadi's cut neck recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and only a few breaths passed.
It's as if he wasn't injured at all.
Possessing one of the four spirits, [Turtle], Hardy will recover quickly as long as the injury is not fatal, and even the broken limbs can be regenerated, but the speed is much slower.
At the same time, [Turtle] also brings impregnable defense. If he hadn't intentionally exposed his weakness, the slender blade of the crow familiar's humanoid form wouldn't even be able to cut through his skin.
Hardy leaned down and pressed down the crow familiar's humanoid head with a palm that turned into a bear's claw, and then simply broke its neck, completely ending its life.
The already hunched body shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a card and lay quietly on the ground.
Hardy picked up the card. On the front of the card was drawn the humanoid form of the crow familiar that appeared earlier, with its name [Crowfeather Assassin] written on the top, but the humanoid drawn on the card had been torn apart.
He slowly exerted force and tore the entire card in half. The card was very flexible, like some kind of metal.
Suddenly, red flames ignited in the gap in the card, burning the card to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only the residual warmth in Hardy's hand.
"What is this?"
This was the first time he encountered such a strange situation, but he soon had no time to think about it. More crows flew from all directions, landed around him, and surrounded Hardy.
.
These crow familiars turned into human forms, and for a while Hardy was surrounded by these guys called Crow Feather Assassins.
Hardy remained calm. Although the posture in front of him was shocking, he had not experienced such a scene before. The strength of a single Crow Feather Assassin was not very high. Even if he was surrounded, it would not be difficult for him to rush out.
But what he has to consider is the master of these familiars, the magician who has joined forces with the church, and the priest who is pursuing them.
He had swallowed his bait. If he was allowed to run away like this, it would obviously not be the behavior of those people in the church.
After waiting patiently for a while, these Crowfeather assassins did not attack, but whenever he showed signs of leaving, these guys would move, obviously not intending to let Hardy leave.
About ten minutes later, footsteps coming from far and near came from the other side of the alley. The footsteps were very rhythmic, like a bright piece of music, and Hardy, the person with such footsteps, also
very familiar.
"Ahaha~~ It's been such a long time, Mr. Hardy."
The Crowfeather Assassins in front spread out, revealing a path, and saw Sangrade Fane walking over at a brisk pace, with a stomach-churning, slippery smile on his reptile-like face.
"It's really hard. I want to find you, but I actually install bombs where I live. Tsk, tsk, tsk, this behavior is really crazy. But from this point of view, you are not a magician, but more particular.
A pragmatic magician."
"But in my opinion, there is not much difference between a magician and a magician. Maybe the more pragmatic magician is more to my liking."
"It's a pity that whether you are a magician or a magic user, Mr. Hardy, your trip to the Holy Grail War will end here! If you obediently hand over the command spell, the church can guarantee your personal safety."
The smile on his face grew stronger. He looked up and down at Hardy, arrogant and looking like he was sure of victory.