'Isn't this a ready-made assassin?'

Dia smiled and decisively untied the ribbon in her chest!

Snapped.

Camilla fell to the ground, the fall seeming to wake her up. She shook her head in pain on the ground, and the next moment:

"Pfft—"

Camilla made a spitting sound.

She actually used the pebbles on the ground to pry open a small gap in the diaper ties.

Then, with a flick of his tongue, he spat the long cloth that was blocking his mouth onto the ground!

"As expected of Your Highness, you seized the opportunity precisely, and your tongue is very nimble."

Seeing this, Diya sighed, then grabbed her and held her protectively in front of him.

The assassin's first strike missed, but as if nothing had happened, he thrust straight at Dia without the slightest hesitation!

Camilla had just been jolted awake from her coma.

Driven by her instinct for survival, she spat out the cloth gag from her mouth, only to hear Diya's mockery.

At this moment, already filled with resentment, she could no longer contain herself and was about to burst into a tirade:

"You lowly commoner! I'm going to kill your whole family..."

A flash of a sharp blade!

puff.

The sound of a blade cutting through flesh rang out.

At the same time, Camilla felt a chill in her lower back, followed by an indescribable, excruciating pain!

She roared in anger:

"Ah—who! Which beast!"

With both eyes gouged out by Dia, she could only see a void of darkness and experience an unprecedented, intense pain throughout her body.

Camilla was pampered since childhood and had never undergone pain tolerance training. It would be easy for her to want to die; it would only take her a second or two.

But now, with all this torment—blinding, crippling, and being stabbed in the kidneys—how could she possibly endure it?

Even in such pain, Camilla did not release the [Absolute] and instead released Nen to defend herself.

It wasn't because of Diya's threat, but because she had also thought it through.

With no control over any guardian spirit beasts, the only thing that allows her to launch a counterattack at this moment is her own spirit beast, the Million Reincarnation Cat!

'Whoever kills me, that child can fully resurrect me, healing all my wounds along with my life…'

When that time comes, she will have her chance to retaliate!

So, what Camilla has to do is—

She spewed trash talk, enraging the beast who stabbed her with a knife!

It would give its life to save its own resurrection!

But her angry outbursts seemed pointless.

The assassin remained silent.

His dark eyes were lifeless as he mechanically drew his blade and continued stabbing Camilla without pausing.

This strange scene caught the attention of Dia.

"Ok?"

Diya frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart.

Following her instincts, Dia decisively shielded Camilla in front of her and dodged to the side, avoiding another assassination attempt.

Sure enough, even though it was clear that Dia had already dodged.

The assassin mechanically thrust out the blade in his hand, stabbing it hard into the air!

Just like an NPC in a game.

It performed a pre-defined, programmed action...

At this moment.

It was only then that Dia began to pay attention to this suddenly appearing "assassin".

He had always thought that the person in front of him was just a chaotic element who followed the tide of riots and had just happened to target him.

But now, upon closer inspection...

Dia noticed that something was wrong.

The "person" in front of me was not an ordinary person covered in mud at all!

Its entire body was completely black, even its eyeballs were pure black, and its hands, feet, joints, torso, and head were all made of mud!

That's right, this is a mud-covered creature that has infiltrated the rioting crowd, capable of running and jumping!

'What the hell is this?'

Dia frowned, watching the silent, knife-wielding mud figure charging at him. He then kicked it aside.

'I originally thought that at most some people with ulterior motives would infiltrate these rioters, but now even this kind of thing has appeared...'

'Whose Nen ability is this? What is its purpose?'

Dia, carrying the cursing Camilla, looked at the muddy figure struggling to get up and began to waver.

Continuing to use Camilla as a shield and letting this mud man kill her doesn't seem like a good idea.

The ability of the "Million Reincarnation Cat" is to be killed and then resurrected using the "life" of the murderer.

But this thing in front of me.

It doesn't look like it's alive at all...

If it kills Camilla, there are two possible outcomes.

First, [Million Reincarnation Cat] determined that the Nen user who created the [Mud Man] was the murderer and killed him from a distance.

Secondly, [Million Reincarnation Cat] determined that [Mud Man] was a non-living entity, similar to some kind of trap, and that the murderer was Dia, who threw Camilla into the trap and then attacked Dia.

Judging from the original work, the Million Reincarnation Cat is a Nen beast formed from the Nen of its death, and it would be difficult to deal with if it were targeted.

Diya's mind raced, and the clay figure in front of him had stood up once again, launching a reckless charge at him.

'Forget it, there's no need to take the risk.'

Anyway, there's no shortage of people here who want to kill Camilla.

Dia shook her head inwardly and casually unleashed a powerful cannon punch—

boom!

The mud figure that had just rushed up to him suddenly had a huge hole in its chest, through which he could see what was behind it.

The clay figure froze, as if some condition had been triggered, and stopped charging, falling to the ground and remaining motionless.

Seeing this, Dia, who was about to throw another punch, stopped and seemed to be deep in thought:

"Is it okay to damage the body instead of the head? Does it mean just hitting the vital organs, or damaging the body to a certain extent?"

"Beast! Lowly person!"

"You vile bastard, kill me if you dare!"

Camilla continues to display her characteristic foul mouth, relentlessly spewing insults at the air.

To specifically tailor her abilities, Camilla underwent targeted training against trolls, and she was confident she could provoke everyone she met.

Because the words she uttered would make her angry even if she heard them herself.

Dia sighed, grabbed her hair and tossed it behind her back, then retied the ribbon:

"Stop shouting, Your Highness."

"I saved your life. I killed that assassin just now."

"Be grateful."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Camilla's two bloodied eye sockets widened instantly, and she screamed in a shrill voice:

"Who asked you to save me, you filthy bastard? If you have the guts, kill me!"

"Are you in such a hurry to die? You don't have some kind of Nen ability that activates after death, do you?"

"Dia said calmly."

As soon as he said that...

The second prince behind him immediately fell silent, and fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his smooth forehead.

On the contrary, her heart suddenly raced, and incredible emotions surged through her mind:

'He guessed it? How could that be? Was I too obvious?'

'That's impossible, he must be exploiting me...'

In fact, her deliberate attempt to die was so obvious it couldn't be more obvious.

Anyone with experience in superpowers would immediately recognize a trick, and only Camilla, who has never experienced real combat, would be so confident that her disguise was flawless.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Dia ignored her and casually said:

“I saw your private soldiers run off in another direction. Don’t even think about tipping me off anymore. No one can save you from me now…”

Boom—

A loud, distinct explosion suddenly rang out, instantly interrupting Dia's words.

He turned his head sharply, looking in astonishment in the direction from which the explosion had occurred.

That direction... is the center of the square!

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