Othua's War Banner

Chapter 422 0421: hello, uncoverer

Quima, who was resting, suddenly woke up.

He looked vigilantly in the direction of the battle banner, and then sneaked into the night holding the spear.

Ken's residence appears to be shrouded in magic.

The night visitor was very vigilant, and he didn't know what he was guarding against. After covering his surroundings, he began to slowly create a passage connecting the different space and the reality level.

The gray world is gradually given color, but no one is seen in the empty room.

The Night Visitor realized something was wrong.

She subconsciously wanted to escape, but when she closed the magic, she saw the air shaking, and at the end of the distorted mirror, there were still blue embers that were difficult to detect with the naked eye.

call--

The deflagration beam illuminated the white yarn, and also tore up the magic of the different space.

The Night Visitor fell to the floor of the room. He wanted to move but his arm was hooked by a hand. He could only fall abruptly on the sand and was quickly locked on the subject, unable to move at will.

She was about to speak, whether to chant or to speak, but just opened her mouth.

A dagger touched her teeth.

Ken's capture is very cruel and decisive, and the fighting skills honed by life and death are very clean and neat. Since he caught the trace of sneaking in, he even thoughtfully created a taboo to isolate the fluctuations...

"You're smart and pay more attention to detail than other attackers."

Ken lowered the knife slowly, touching the soft tongue.

Sidi's performance today inspired him. If he wants to survive in the tough Red Maple Heights, he must not be merciful. Kindness is sometimes misunderstood as weakness. Only by putting the power of interpretation in his own hands can he display it Chance of mercy.

Ken knew that the other party was going to lose strength.

Questioning in this situation is more efficient, so he continued to intimidate: "But you are also stupid. Have you ever seen anyone who put yourself in the same cage as a wild beast with inestimable strength?"

Ken smelled fear.

He didn't relax his vigilance because of his female status. After all, Selina's example was the first, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Ken continued to move the dagger down, and gently stuck it to his throat. With the overflow of cold sweat, there was also a very faint scent of roses--such an elegant smell on a wild ice field like Palotusby. unexpected.

"Purpose, identity," he said.

The Night Visitor's shoulder blades trembled, both from fear and from the grappling stance.

Her physical fitness was much worse than Ken imagined, so she couldn't make a sound at all. Just maintaining the status quo and not falling on the dagger and being seriously injured was already trying her best.

[Attitude: wronged, frightened]

Ken didn't find it tricky, so he moved away gently. If he was deceived, he would be another ruthless character whose acting skills surpassed those of prying eyes.

The night visitor lost his threat and collapsed on the sand, panting and crying, and slowly curled up his body.

She tried not to shed tears, and a pair of red eyes filled with resentment appeared from the gap in her clothes, and the snow-white gauze skirt was covered with the style of beginners.

"Huh... I'm here to find you."

She almost said this through gritted teeth.

"Obviously," Ken said, holding the dagger between two fingers. "I need to know more."

He squatted in front of her on one knee, like an outlaw who bullied a night girl, and threatened with a cold face: "Don't even think about running away, I have seen your kind of space magic, and compared to her, you are an amateur So, don't waste your time, okay?"

The night visitor in a white gauze dress stood up abruptly and stared at her, the anger on his face almost overshadowed the grievance.

She seemed to mind Ken's comments.

"Mr. Ken Bouvier, as an external member of the Unmasked, please pay attention to your words and deeds!"

She quickly calmed down her emotions, took a few deep breaths, and stared at him angrily while removing the excess dust from her body.

To be able to report Ken's real name shows that the visitor is quite special.

After rearranging the clothes, she shook off the excess dust with a flick of her hand. It seemed very simple, but it was actually a small show of skill.

Ken had heard lectures on the application of magic.

For example, just now, in fact, the space he was in was isolated and re-extended for a short time. If the dust is judged to be outside, there will be slight deviations in the flickering of magic, and it will also create an illusion of "stripping".

Ken did nothing wrong.

The night visitor in front of him is a highly accomplished magician. If he hadn't made the first move just now, if the other party had focused on the response, he might not have given him any chance to contact him, and he would have made him miserable.

Thinking of this, Ken silently moved half a step forward to make up for the distance he had opened.

"Wait, you...don't come near me!" The Night Visitor seemed vigilant, and exploded like a snow rabbit. "I came here specifically to find you, don't mess around anymore, I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want to get hurt again!"

She forced Ken to back up to a certain extent, and the tense emotions gradually relaxed.

The experience just now cast a shadow over her.

"Hoo~Member of Uncovering Confusion, Apprentice Phoenix Breath, Poetry Song Wei, I would like to extend my greetings to you, Mr. Ken."

She bowed slightly and performed a very standard old-fashioned aristocratic etiquette, but from her eyebrows to her teeth, there was a sense of willingness.

Ken heard her introduction clearly, but he was more concerned about her movement habits.

This way of saluting, as well as the tone of voice when speaking, all felt that Wei was deliberately imitating a person.

Someone he knew very well.

Wei said: "Ahem, my teacher specially asked me to hand over to you, but now, in order to avoid mistakes, I need to pass some questions to ensure that your identity is accurate."

Ken smiled and put away the dagger.

The child in front of him is so immature, Chengfu has no way to compare with Selina, and he doesn't even know how to hide when he tells a lie.

Seeing that Ken didn't refuse, Wei hurriedly asked: "You... know who my teacher is, and use one sentence to prove that you understand her."

Ken narrowed his eyes, with the coercion of the judge.

Wei immediately panicked, because this feeling was so similar to Selina, as if all her little thoughts had been discovered.

Fortunately, Ken's expression soon softened, and Wei also secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Ken recalled Selina's impression in his mind, combined with her behavior and her own personal habits.

He thought for a while, then turned to face Wei.

Wei also became nervous.

The person Selina specifically asked her to pick up must be special. What is the relationship between the teacher and him?

Ken pondered for a moment, then said:
"She is a...bad woman with bad habits, joking regardless of the occasion..."

(End of this chapter)