In the French Singularity, on the evil dragon front, the hostile servants summoned by the dark dragon witch are all given the attribute of [madness], in other words, they are all [crazy servants].
Sanson is no exception.
His duty is to hone his life's work here and in northern France, which is the skill that an executioner must master - decapitation.
For the sake of the one he loves, Queen Mary.
As an executioner, he personally executed Queen Mary in history.
However, her beauty was so touching that Sanson fell into some kind of crazy mood.
[If the beauty of death can be made to bloom more gorgeously! Wouldn't it be more perfect? A beauty like her deserves the most beautiful way to die. 】
Everyone has his own day of death.
It is no exaggeration to say that human beings are born for the purpose of death.
Whether it is a death that will go down in history or a death that will last forever, they are all different forms in the concept of death.
Summoned, the furious Sanson continued to kill people, execute people, and hone his skills as an executioner for no other reason...
"Ah, I must give her the most perfect death penalty this time!"
To achieve this goal, Sanson ignored the orders given to him by the Summoner Dragon Witch, but used his own methods to execute citizens one by one, honing as many execution techniques as possible.
Originally, I was very annoyed when a partner was assigned to me for no reason.
It seems that it was because the southeastern front was disintegrated. The conceited vampire and his legion were wiped out. The angry Dragon Witch burned the entire city and an entire forest, and then she barely calmed down her anger. In order to prevent others from letting go
There were other problems on the front line, so she sent someone to assist her.
It’s really unnecessary!
What's more, I didn't expect that this guy was crazy - ah, she was just crazy - and had to throw herself into the crowd on her own accord! The result? It was a mess. It took me so much time to barely stabilize the situation.
It's really, really bad!
Sansong spent too much time just driving the fleeing residents back to their homes and stabilizing the chaotic situation.
Then, of course, we have to find Qing Ji, and the so-called Lord An Zhen whom Qing Ji discovered.
However……
No.
He searched Nancy up and down, inside and out, but couldn't find it.
"Is it possible..."
Sansong had some speculation in his mind. Could it be...she has gone back?
What was assigned to Qing Ji was the manor of another noble noble in Nancy.
The majestic manor has an aristocratic temperament, and its temperament is very suitable for Qing Ji.
To be honest, when Qinghime doesn't speak or do anything, her dignified appearance is indeed very ladylike. Ah, in fact, if it is Qinghime in a normal state, there will be no problem in her speech and behavior. It's just that
He only goes berserk when it comes to Master An Zhen.
Sansong went to the manor, and sure enough, Qingji was dragging a broom, humming a song in a good mood, sweeping the door with small steps.
"Qingji. Let me ask you, what happened before."
Sansong squinted his eyes and had a bad expression. In fact, the execution work, which he regarded as his bounden duty, was actually disturbed by this guy, so naturally he would not be happy.
"Um?"
Qing Ji tilted her head and gave him an expression that said she didn't understand what you were talking about.
"Let me ask you, what happened before, you suddenly jumped into the crowd, what happened? What did you want to do? That, what, An Zhen's."
"It's Lord An Zhen! I won't allow you to insult Lord An Zhen! If you don't want to die, show some respect to Lord An Zhen!"
When An Zhen is mentioned, Qingji becomes full of momentum. For example, it feels like she suddenly changes from Guanshiyin Bodhisattva to Angry Eyes Vajra. If this example is difficult to understand, then the painting style suddenly changes from "Leisurely Everyday Life"
"The Great King" became "Fist of the North Star".
"That's what I'm going to say... Attention, I am the servant in charge here. Don't ruin my execution. I only ask you one question: Are the enemies coming? Has the last Master of mankind come here!"
Sansong also knew that she and he were both mad servants, and their thinking was abnormal. Since everyone is mad, it is almost impossible to reach a rational reconciliation. Just ask the most important thing
Just a little will do.
"I don't know. I've never seen it."
Qingji tilted her head indifferently. She could maintain a polite attitude towards everyone, except for two kinds of people.
The first type is the bastard who slanders Lord An Zhen.
The second type is Master An Zhen.
Of course, the former should be treated as harshly as a cold winter, while the latter should be treated as hotly as a blazing summer. Anyway, it is definitely not polite.
Sansong glared at her fiercely several times, but in the end he couldn't tell whether she was lying, so he looked away and continued to look for the people who would be executed tomorrow.
Qingji swept the door for a while, until Sansong had gone far away. Then she couldn't hold it anymore, threw the broom, and the big iron door slammed shut, and she rushed towards the inner room like flying, almost knocking it open.
Exquisite mahogany door.
"An-Zhen-Da-ren-!!"
Qingji's words are overflowing with sweet and greasy sugar. If someone can develop the technology to extract sugar from words, Qingji can supply the entire Asia by herself.
"Ah...ah...um, Kiyohime...my, my name is actually Fujimaru Ritsuka..."
Before Fujimaru Ritsuka finished speaking, she saw Hime swooping down and throwing herself directly into her arms, wrapping her tightly like a snake, with her legs wrapped in white stockings and her arms covered with white long sleeves.
Passing under her armpits and between her legs, hugging her tightly like a koala.
"Master Anzhen! Master Anzhen! Master Anzhen!"
Should I say that he really deserves to be a berserker? He doesn’t even listen to what others say!
Qing Ji hates lies, and of course, she doesn't lie either.
She didn't see the last savior of mankind! She only saw Lady An Zhen!
Fujimaru Ritsuka could only smile bitterly and try to push her away. However, even though she is a follower of Muscle E, her strength is much higher than that of an ordinary female high school student. She does not have this ability at all.
In the end, Matthew couldn't stand it any longer. He coughed dryly and reached out between the two of them. The blushing girl tried her best to separate the two.
"Please tell me something serious! Miss Kiyohime!"
"Hey hey, Master An Zhen, I can meet Master An Zhen again!"
However, Qing Ji showed no signs of improvement at all, and still wanted to cross Mashu to hug Ritsuka.
"Ahem, um... Qingji, we came all the way, tired and thirsty, you see..."
In the end, Yagi Xuesai had an idea, so he coughed and changed the subject.
Although he was called [the somewhat dirty Lord Anzhen], at least he was still Lord Anzhen! When Qingji heard this, she slapped her forehead as if she had a sudden realization: "Oh my, my, you see, I am so happy that I even forgot about it.
.I will go and prepare tea and snacks for Master Anzhen and the entourage~~Please wait for me here! Master Anzhen!"
Finally, as Qing Ji rushed to the kitchen, the living room finally became quiet.
At the gate of the manor, through the iron railings, Sanson's sharp eyes were clearly looking at the door.
The moment Qing Ji opened the door, although it was only a moment, there was no mistaking it. There was indeed someone inside.
(As expected, Qing Ji is weird. But forget it. Even if I really want to protect the last savior of mankind, I still have my own way...)