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"Ding-"a knife fell to the ground.
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Hasta accidentally left Chen Senran for afternoon tea after dinner.
Still a bitter black tea without milk, Hasta embodies the taste of a middle-aged elegant mage to the fullest.
"tell me what you think of this woman?" Hasta took a sip of black tea with a smile on his face. Obviously, he didn’t believe so much about this woman who called herself a Demacian spy.
"Strange and abnormal, I don’t understand." Chen Senran didn’t touch that cup of black tea. Relatively speaking, he prefers green tea, but this world doesn’t.
"I already believe in her situation. Is it stupid to act abnormally?" Obviously, everything that woman did didn’t escape hasta’s eyes. He tapped on the table slowly. "Or did she promise me that I wouldn’t touch her until the demasians arrived?"
"Or is it a Demassian temptation?" Hasta has fallen into her own world again, speculating.
Chen Senran knows that this is actually a test for Hasta himself. He needs to be preserved through several performances here.
"A person’s only purpose in doing a number of unpredictable things is to hide her real goal." Chen Senran said that he came to a classic theory after several layouts.
"The real goal … you?" Hasta looked at Chen Senran’s not too handsome face and smiled strangely.
"Maybe it was love at first sight for me." Chen Senran made a quip in coordination.
"Now we can wait until the Demassians come." hasta took a sip of black tea and ended this seemingly meaningless conversation
In fact, however, the attention of Chen Senran and hasta was unconsciously attracted to Demacia.
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The night wind is a little cold.
Zhao Xin wiped his pike deep eyes without a trace of drowsiness.
There are still three days away from the gray order, but Zhao Xin feels a little uneasy. Intuition tells him that this is right, because every time he appears this kind of emotion, something will come true, for example, Gavin II, the king of Demassia, blocked the arrow, or before he was attacked.
Fifty Demassia stormtroopers sat quietly behind them in the dark without a bonfire. This royal private guard, which belongs to the Demassia royal light shield family, is an elite, even worse than the deadly enemy Noxas assassination team.
This time, Jia Wen III, the current king of Demassia, sent his own personal butler of the light shield family and fifty absolute elites to the gray order, which showed that he valued that matter.
"Hope … flame?" Zhao Xin said to himself, he doesn’t really believe in this magical new star who will die in Knox, because he knows that Knox is terrible.
I heard that Noxas got the news, too. I hope they won’t go too soon.
Zhao Xin played a bullet and pointed it across his eyes. The dim moonlight reflected and did not sting his eyes.
Then he saw a flash of light, and the sense of unease was stronger than ever.
Zhao Xin narrowed his eyes and made a gesture. The warriors who were sitting in the dark in Reed Marcia grasped the message and squeezed their swords with bated breath.
"Hey-"A small but sharp voice sounded from the dark place for a moment, and a long black arrow shot out of the dark.
Zhao Xin sneered at a pike and blocked the arrow from castration.
Then he shook his arms and shouted, "Go ahead!"
With this cry, the demasians all growled "long live demasia!" Waving a sword and following Zhao Xin into the darkness.
A bloody battle is on the verge.
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The dense arrow rain came from the darkness with the intention of stopping Zhao Xin from charging.
However, the enemy obviously underestimated Zhao Xin’s breakthrough ability. The seemingly ordinary paulownia pike was danced by him, and the sharp arrow of three yards near his body was easily picked by him.
Instead of blocking Zhao Xin’s speed, the arrows and rain covered the sky and made him rush more quickly through those arrows and rains. A paulownia pike rushed forward like a dragon out of the water in the dark night, and he rushed to the enemy line in just three breath.
"It was said that Zhao Xin single-handedly fought 300 warriors in the meat-grinding contest and was unbeaten, which set a record for breaking this law. I was exaggerating. Now it seems that it is by no means empty talk. It is really unstoppable." A man wearing scarlet body armor holds his hands and looks at Zhao Xin’s unstoppable shot, but he didn’t move at all. A huge axe with extremely ferocious shape was inserted aside, and the dark traces of its blade fully said that this axe had drunk several people’s blood.
"Yes, it seems that the brain is a little poor." The man looked at Zhao Xin alone and went deep into the enemy line, and his Demassia stormtroopers were inevitably left behind, and his face pulled up a mocking smile.
The man’s voice fell into Zhao Xin’s ear word for word in a big talk. Zhao Xin had no expression. He raised his pike high and drank a long drink.
He looked at these people who were not shy about their identities and wore Noxas military uniforms. They didn’t show any surprise. He had been investigating the matter of imperial high-level spy. Obviously, this spy once again worked. He smiled coldly and rushed into Noxas camp without any hesitation.