Chapter 1319: City of Pleasure, Part 154 - Retaliation (7) -
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"You don't need to know. It will be revealed at the next Continental Peace Conference. Mayer made me feel like a new age. Arnelia is old now. There are already people out there who should turn into them and be the lords of a new era. Already famous in the east of the continent, but the female jewel Shane Sereno. She is the Lord of a new era. Shane Sereno will lead the continent through the refuge of Almas and the Black Mage!
"I say things that I don't understand. A black magician is a human enemy, isn't he?
"Hmm, fulfill it. Right? Have you ever thought about what Almas was really founded for? You know what the black magician is working for? I think..."
"Enough, just get in the carriage. I'll ask you at the inquisition."
Did Liliam cause it, or pushed Corsens just inside as he ran through the carriage wall? An invisible built carriage inside once you take into account Corsens's position, but it is so sturdy that you can never escape.
But Corsens vomited the last extra word before being pushed into the carriage.
"I didn't expect such a whore (Bubba) to make me look great - something I wish I'd just been offended and killed in the back arena! When I said your scream..."
At that moment, Corsense's right ear flew.
"Hiaaah!
"- I say it again, shut up and get in the carriage. My belly has boiled back more than anyone here since the beginning. This is how I bother escorting scumbags like you, taking into account your achievements so far and your family. Tarham does not reject those who come, but is tough on those who are hostile. My family will keep moving to another location, but you will be asked to come to my office. Apparently, I can't seem to cut back on the questions. The humans I ask are slippery, and everyone throws up the truth. You know what that means?
Corsens snorted cozily as he suppressed his bleeding right ear. Corsens, who had already felt so much mental load that he was likely to have a hole in his stomach, boarded the carriage as he was told. There will be blame bitterness to this extent after this, but not now, and Corsens, who was not in the scene of seeing blood, understands exactly 10% of what Liliam said. Even Cassandra, spit on her face, was locked in the carriage door, sympathetic to the fate of Corsens in the future.
"Which one of you is stupid - I didn't know it would really piss Liliam off"
"Take it easy, Liliam. The horses are frightened."
"- Yeah, right. By the way, you wouldn't be surprised if you felt like killing me."
When Liliam asked Rhine a question with a sigh, Rhine replied lightly.
"You know the scariest woman on the continent. You're more like a goddess than that."
"Oh, are you dictating?
"I don't mean to, but you like beauty, don't you? If you'd like to spend the night with them, I'd love to. It's a golden purity museum. It's a kind of beauty, you."
"Huh, Jaeger's got a lot of good guys."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, who
"Maybe in the future, something like that."
Liliam remembered a boy who had broken into his hall a while back, but noticed the discomfort at that moment. At the same time, the line. And a little late Cassandra also noticed.
"Hey, this is-"
"Yeah, no way - Cassandra!
"Ouch!
Cassandra dragged the carriage doors off every key with her powers. Then isn't that where Corsense, who should have rode earlier, is dead pierced through his chest? The smell of blood wasn't my fault. But there was no killing or screaming. It's pretty hands-on to have done it, but what the hell happened? Cassandra and Lilliam approached in surprise to examine Corsens and the carriage, but there was absolutely no anomaly inside.
"How the hell...?
"What the hell. Ah. Well, then there's nothing in the clue."
"... right"
I glanced at Lilliam while Rhine agreed. Gently perceiving the intent of the line pulling out his sword, Liliam moves without footsteps when he does. And the line approached the carriage gently from behind Cassandra.
"Cassandra, stay put"
"Am I?"
Cassandra couldn't figure it out. Looking back at her as she glanced at the carriage, a sharp poke of the line stabbed her in the carriage ceiling as she soaked between the sides of Cassandra. It was just on the diagonal of Corsens, but blood was falling from the tip of the line's sword.
"Become... what the heck!?
"Cassandra, smash the ceiling!
"Ooh? Ooh!
Cassandra waved her fist up against the ceiling, not knowing what the line was saying, but the ceiling escaped a moment earlier. No, it is precisely the third number of Almas, which has been turned into a ceiling. Number three held his shoulder against his shoulder as he unraveled his transformation, holding his face up. The escape was fast, and when the line pursued, it was already about to take a distance. But Lilliam, who turned around as soon as he could, is imminent.
"I won't let you get away with it."
"Well, try to catch me."
Even though Lilliam's sword was brilliant, he took all of it off and kicked it into Lilliam as he flew the other way. But at that time, the line uses the power of the dance slave only for a moment, filling the gap between the third and the third. I remember a crisis in the fast-tracking of the line by the unusual, and the third eye was opened -
"Shh!"
The sword of the line slashed and tore off the third leg. But despite the momentum to cut off his leg, the sword stopped on its way. Because the third leg transformed into metal on the way. Using the slashed recoil, number three jumped into a private house nearby as he tore through the window.
"Let him go!
The line chased him quickly, but he doesn't look like number three anymore. We followed traces of blood on the ground, but traces of blood went to the wall, and to the ceiling. When I walked into another room telling the ceiling upstairs as it was, the windows were open there and the wind was blowing in. Outside, the night book is down, and no more pursuits will remain in places where the lights are unsatisfactory.
"Can you move while transformed? Wet."
"Did they get away with it?
"Oh."
Lilliam, who's been chasing the line, almost put his sword away. Liliam lifts her hair in the wind entering the room.
"I'm sorry, I waved my sword with the intention of catching you. I should have swung it with the intention of killing you."
"It was more skillful than I expected. Cutting from the front would be quite a struggle. Yeah, that handiwork, driving, ability. I can't help but feel sorry for myself."
"How did you know? I had no idea."
"The angle, orientation and unnaturally un-sprayed ceiling of the wound. If you stab that much blood where it pops, it's bound to burst with pain. The guy who stabbed him stabbed him while holding down Corsense. Then you'll still be inside, and you won't be dumb like blood splashing all over you."
"I see."
"I thought there was the most transparent guy, so my sword got a little shallow."
"We're talking over here. But..."
I thought it was a pain in the ass. The guilt of Corsens is conclusive because of the evidence, but no more leads. Tarrum's collaborators may have defeated him, but the fundamental solution - perhaps not as Alphilis thought it would have been - was Rhine's firm belief.
Also, when you think you have an assassin with that ability, you can barely sit in the chair in your room. We have to do something about it. Yes, Rhine was thinking.
Continued
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"You don't need to know. It will be revealed at the next Continental Peace Conference. Mayer made me feel like a new age. Arnelia is old now. There are already people out there who should turn into them and be the lords of a new era. Already famous in the east of the continent, but the female jewel Shane Sereno. She is the Lord of a new era. Shane Sereno will lead the continent through the refuge of Almas and the Black Mage!
"I say things that I don't understand. A black magician is a human enemy, isn't he?
"Hmm, fulfill it. Right? Have you ever thought about what Almas was really founded for? You know what the black magician is working for? I think..."
"Enough, just get in the carriage. I'll ask you at the inquisition."
Did Liliam cause it, or pushed Corsens just inside as he ran through the carriage wall? An invisible built carriage inside once you take into account Corsens's position, but it is so sturdy that you can never escape.
But Corsens vomited the last extra word before being pushed into the carriage.
"I didn't expect such a whore (Bubba) to make me look great - something I wish I'd just been offended and killed in the back arena! When I said your scream..."
At that moment, Corsense's right ear flew.
"Hiaaah!
"- I say it again, shut up and get in the carriage. My belly has boiled back more than anyone here since the beginning. This is how I bother escorting scumbags like you, taking into account your achievements so far and your family. Tarham does not reject those who come, but is tough on those who are hostile. My family will keep moving to another location, but you will be asked to come to my office. Apparently, I can't seem to cut back on the questions. The humans I ask are slippery, and everyone throws up the truth. You know what that means?
Corsens snorted cozily as he suppressed his bleeding right ear. Corsens, who had already felt so much mental load that he was likely to have a hole in his stomach, boarded the carriage as he was told. There will be blame bitterness to this extent after this, but not now, and Corsens, who was not in the scene of seeing blood, understands exactly 10% of what Liliam said. Even Cassandra, spit on her face, was locked in the carriage door, sympathetic to the fate of Corsens in the future.
"Which one of you is stupid - I didn't know it would really piss Liliam off"
"Take it easy, Liliam. The horses are frightened."
"- Yeah, right. By the way, you wouldn't be surprised if you felt like killing me."
When Liliam asked Rhine a question with a sigh, Rhine replied lightly.
"You know the scariest woman on the continent. You're more like a goddess than that."
"Oh, are you dictating?
"I don't mean to, but you like beauty, don't you? If you'd like to spend the night with them, I'd love to. It's a golden purity museum. It's a kind of beauty, you."
"Huh, Jaeger's got a lot of good guys."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, who
"Maybe in the future, something like that."
Liliam remembered a boy who had broken into his hall a while back, but noticed the discomfort at that moment. At the same time, the line. And a little late Cassandra also noticed.
"Hey, this is-"
"Yeah, no way - Cassandra!
"Ouch!
Cassandra dragged the carriage doors off every key with her powers. Then isn't that where Corsense, who should have rode earlier, is dead pierced through his chest? The smell of blood wasn't my fault. But there was no killing or screaming. It's pretty hands-on to have done it, but what the hell happened? Cassandra and Lilliam approached in surprise to examine Corsens and the carriage, but there was absolutely no anomaly inside.
"How the hell...?
"What the hell. Ah. Well, then there's nothing in the clue."
"... right"
I glanced at Lilliam while Rhine agreed. Gently perceiving the intent of the line pulling out his sword, Liliam moves without footsteps when he does. And the line approached the carriage gently from behind Cassandra.
"Cassandra, stay put"
"Am I?"
Cassandra couldn't figure it out. Looking back at her as she glanced at the carriage, a sharp poke of the line stabbed her in the carriage ceiling as she soaked between the sides of Cassandra. It was just on the diagonal of Corsens, but blood was falling from the tip of the line's sword.
"Become... what the heck!?
"Cassandra, smash the ceiling!
"Ooh? Ooh!
Cassandra waved her fist up against the ceiling, not knowing what the line was saying, but the ceiling escaped a moment earlier. No, it is precisely the third number of Almas, which has been turned into a ceiling. Number three held his shoulder against his shoulder as he unraveled his transformation, holding his face up. The escape was fast, and when the line pursued, it was already about to take a distance. But Lilliam, who turned around as soon as he could, is imminent.
"I won't let you get away with it."
"Well, try to catch me."
Even though Lilliam's sword was brilliant, he took all of it off and kicked it into Lilliam as he flew the other way. But at that time, the line uses the power of the dance slave only for a moment, filling the gap between the third and the third. I remember a crisis in the fast-tracking of the line by the unusual, and the third eye was opened -
"Shh!"
The sword of the line slashed and tore off the third leg. But despite the momentum to cut off his leg, the sword stopped on its way. Because the third leg transformed into metal on the way. Using the slashed recoil, number three jumped into a private house nearby as he tore through the window.
"Let him go!
The line chased him quickly, but he doesn't look like number three anymore. We followed traces of blood on the ground, but traces of blood went to the wall, and to the ceiling. When I walked into another room telling the ceiling upstairs as it was, the windows were open there and the wind was blowing in. Outside, the night book is down, and no more pursuits will remain in places where the lights are unsatisfactory.
"Can you move while transformed? Wet."
"Did they get away with it?
"Oh."
Lilliam, who's been chasing the line, almost put his sword away. Liliam lifts her hair in the wind entering the room.
"I'm sorry, I waved my sword with the intention of catching you. I should have swung it with the intention of killing you."
"It was more skillful than I expected. Cutting from the front would be quite a struggle. Yeah, that handiwork, driving, ability. I can't help but feel sorry for myself."
"How did you know? I had no idea."
"The angle, orientation and unnaturally un-sprayed ceiling of the wound. If you stab that much blood where it pops, it's bound to burst with pain. The guy who stabbed him stabbed him while holding down Corsense. Then you'll still be inside, and you won't be dumb like blood splashing all over you."
"I see."
"I thought there was the most transparent guy, so my sword got a little shallow."
"We're talking over here. But..."
I thought it was a pain in the ass. The guilt of Corsens is conclusive because of the evidence, but no more leads. Tarrum's collaborators may have defeated him, but the fundamental solution - perhaps not as Alphilis thought it would have been - was Rhine's firm belief.
Also, when you think you have an assassin with that ability, you can barely sit in the chair in your room. We have to do something about it. Yes, Rhine was thinking.
Continued
"You don't need to know. It will be revealed at the next Continental Peace Conference. Mayer made me feel like a new age. Arnelia is old now. There are already people out there who should turn into them and be the lords of a new era. Already famous in the east of the continent, but the female jewel Shane Sereno. She is the Lord of a new era. Shane Sereno will lead the continent through the refuge of Almas and the Black Mage! "I say things that I don't understand. A black magician is a human enemy, isn't he? "Hmm, fulfill it. Right? Have you ever thought about what Almas was really founded for? You know what the black magician is working for? I think...""Enough, just get in the carriage. I'll ask you at the inquisition."Did Liliam cause it, or pushed Corsens just inside as he ran through the carriage wall? An invisible built carriage inside once you take into account Corsens's position, but it is so sturdy that you can never escape.But Corsens vomited the last extra word before being pushed into the carriage."I didn't expect such a whore Bubba to make me look great - something I wish I'd just been offended and killed in the back arena! When I said your scream..."At that moment, Corsense's right ear flew."Hiaaah! "- I say it again, shut up and get in the carriage. My belly has boiled back more than anyone here since the beginning. This is how I bother escorting scumbags like you, taking into account your achievements so far and your family. Tarham does not reject those who come, but is tough on those who are hostile. My family will keep moving to another location, but you will be asked to come to my office. Apparently, I can't seem to cut back on the questions. The humans I ask are slippery, and everyone throws up the truth. You know what that means? Corsens snorted cozily as he suppressed his bleeding right ear. Corsens, who had already felt so much mental load that he was likely to have a hole in his stomach, boarded the carriage as he was told. There will be blame bitterness to this extent after this, but not now, and Corsens, who was not in the scene of seeing blood, understands exactly 10% of what Liliam said. Even Cassandra, spit on her face, was locked in the carriage door, sympathetic to the fate of Corsens in the future."Which one of you is stupid - I didn't know it would really piss Liliam off""Take it easy, Liliam. The horses are frightened.""- Yeah, right. By the way, you wouldn't be surprised if you felt like killing me."When Liliam asked Rhine a question with a sigh, Rhine replied lightly."You know the scariest woman on the continent. You're more like a goddess than that.""Oh, are you dictating? "I don't mean to, but you like beauty, don't you? If you'd like to spend the night with them, I'd love to. It's a golden purity museum. It's a kind of beauty, you.""Huh, Jaeger's got a lot of good guys.""Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, who "Maybe in the future, something like that."Liliam remembered a boy who had broken into his hall a while back, but noticed the discomfort at that moment. At the same time, the line. And a little late Cassandra also noticed."Hey, this is-""Yeah, no way - Cassandra! "Ouch! Cassandra dragged the carriage doors off every key with her powers. Then isn't that where Corsense, who should have rode earlier, is dead pierced through his chest? The smell of blood wasn't my fault. But there was no killing or screaming. It's pretty hands-on to have done it, but what the hell happened? Cassandra and Lilliam approached in surprise to examine Corsens and the carriage, but there was absolutely no anomaly inside."How the hell...? "What the hell. Ah. Well, then there's nothing in the clue.""... right"I glanced at Lilliam while Rhine agreed. Gently perceiving the intent of the line pulling out his sword, Liliam moves without footsteps when he does. And the line approached the carriage gently from behind Cassandra."Cassandra, stay put""Am I?"Cassandra couldn't figure it out. Looking back at her as she glanced at the carriage, a sharp poke of the line stabbed her in the carriage ceiling as she soaked between the sides of Cassandra. It was just on the diagonal of Corsens, but blood was falling from the tip of the line's sword."Become... what the heck!? "Cassandra, smash the ceiling! "Ooh? Ooh! Cassandra waved her fist up against the ceiling, not knowing what the line was saying, but the ceiling escaped a moment earlier. No, it is precisely the third number of Almas, which has been turned into a ceiling. Number three held his shoulder against his shoulder as he unraveled his transformation, holding his face up. The escape was fast, and when the line pursued, it was already about to take a distance. But Lilliam, who turned around as soon as he could, is imminent."I won't let you get away with it.""Well, try to catch me."Even though Lilliam's sword was brilliant, he took all of it off and kicked it into Lilliam as he flew the other way. But at that time, the line uses the power of the dance slave only for a moment, filling the gap between the third and the third. I remember a crisis in the fast-tracking of the line by the unusual, and the third eye was opened -"Shh!"The sword of the line slashed and tore off the third leg. But despite the momentum to cut off his leg, the sword stopped on its way. Because the third leg transformed into metal on the way. Using the slashed recoil, number three jumped into a private house nearby as he tore through the window."Let him go! The line chased him quickly, but he doesn't look like number three anymore. We followed traces of blood on the ground, but traces of blood went to the wall, and to the ceiling. When I walked into another room telling the ceiling upstairs as it was, the windows were open there and the wind was blowing in. Outside, the night book is down, and no more pursuits will remain in places where the lights are unsatisfactory."Can you move while transformed? Wet.""Did they get away with it? "Oh."Lilliam, who's been chasing the line, almost put his sword away. Liliam lifts her hair in the wind entering the room."I'm sorry, I waved my sword with the intention of catching you. I should have swung it with the intention of killing you.""It was more skillful than I expected. Cutting from the front would be quite a struggle. Yeah, that handiwork, driving, ability. I can't help but feel sorry for myself.""How did you know? I had no idea.""The angle, orientation and unnaturally un-sprayed ceiling of the wound. If you stab that much blood where it pops, it's bound to burst with pain. The guy who stabbed him stabbed him while holding down Corsense. Then you'll still be inside, and you won't be dumb like blood splashing all over you.""I see.""I thought there was the most transparent guy, so my sword got a little shallow.""We're talking over here. But..."I thought it was a pain in the ass. The guilt of Corsens is conclusive because of the evidence, but no more leads. Tarrum's collaborators may have defeated him, but the fundamental solution - perhaps not as Alphilis thought it would have been - was Rhine's firm belief.Also, when you think you have an assassin with that ability, you can barely sit in the chair in your room. We have to do something about it. Yes, Rhine was thinking.Continued
