Infinite Anime: Opening Template Shadow Assassin Seven

　　"Lin Zhe."

　　Walking to Lin Zhe's side, Emilia hesitated for a while before she said, "Can I talk to you?"

　　Emilia actually wanted to come over after the banquet, but because she hesitated for a while, she didn't come to Lin Zhe until now.

　　"Is something wrong?"

　　Lin Zhe looked at Emilia who was visiting late at night with some doubts. Although Lin Zhe finally decided to support Emilia to become the spokesperson for the final control of the royal family, the communication between Lin Zhe and Emilia was very limited.

　　Therefore, although the time between the two of them is not short, the time they spend alone is not much.

　　Seeing Lin Zhe looking at herself suspiciously, Emilia hesitated: "I just...just want to ask Lin Zhe you."

　　"Is there anything Liya needs to do?"

　　In fact, Emilia wanted to say this to Lin Zhe for a long time. Since she met Lin Zhe, Lin Zhe has helped her a lot, but Lin Zhe has never made any requests, which makes love Miria felt a sense of guilt.

　　In Emilia's view, any gain should be based on giving something.

　　Lin Zhe's unconditional support for her made Emilia very moved, but at the same time she also felt a huge pressure. She even hadn't slept well for several days because of this incident.

　　"Ok?"

　　After hearing Amelia's words, Lin Zhe recognized Amelia a little more in her heart. In Lin Zhe's previous expectations, Amelia was just a pawn in his plan.

　　However, some of Emilia's performance now makes Lin Zhe no longer treat her as a chess piece, but truly recognize her, know how to measure, and know how to be grateful. This is the person Lin Zhe needs.

　　Otherwise, with Lin Zhe's strength, if you want to support a person to become a king, there are many choices, so why choose Emilia.

　　Lin Zhe thought for a moment, then stood up from his seat and looked out the window.

　　The mansion located on a high place has an unobstructed view of the entire royal capital. It is already late at night, but looking out from the window, the entire royal capital is still brightly lit.

　　Standing at the edge of the window, Lin Zhe said lightly, "Actually, as long as you do your own thing well, Emilia, I haven't thought about what to do for me yet."

　　"Anyway, Lin Zhe, please tell me something I can do."

　　Amelia walked to Lin Zhe's side, she was a little excited and grabbed Lin Zhe's hand subconsciously, blushing and acting coquettishly. Originally, she didn't know how to act coquettishly. I learned from the books I wrote about love.

　　It was said in that book that as long as you act coquetry to a man, you can get a man to agree to things that he would not normally agree to.

　　Holding Lin Zhe's hand, Emilia, who was originally nervous, could not help but slowly relax, feeling the warmth from Lin Zhe's palm, Emilia boldly said: "If today; Lin Zhe I won't leave here if you don't tell me."

　　"Ok."

　　Seeing Amelia's serious look, Lin Zhe couldn't help but want to tease Amelia, and became a little more serious, Lin Zhe looked at Amelia who was on the side: "Well, you go there and lie down first. "

　　"Is it there?"

　　Seeing that Lin Zhe was finally willing to let go, Emilia couldn't help but feel happy. She followed the direction of Lin Zhe's fingers and looked over, where was the location of Lin Zhe's bed.

　　Lying down on Lin Zhe's bed, Emilia's heartbeat couldn't help speeding up, her whole body froze, she was a little overwhelmed, and she couldn't help thinking: "Lin Zhe is he going to do something to me? ?"

　　Lin Zhe walked slowly to Emilia's side, looking at Emilia who was extremely nervous, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly arched, and sat down on the side, Lin Zhe put his hand on Emilia's forehead : "Sleep well and don't think about anything."

　　"Lin Zhe..."

　　Hearing Lin Zhe's words, Emilia's originally frozen body could not help loosening up, but at the same time, Emilia couldn't help but feel a little lost in her heart...

　　Lin Zhe didn't do anything to her, which made Emilia wonder if Lin Zhe didn't like her. Feeling Lin Zhe's hand leave her forehead, Emilia straightened up unexpectedly.

　　He hugged Lin Zhe tightly, without any scruples, he moved towards Lin Zhe.

　　. . . . . .

　　On the street, the sound of dense and neat footsteps rang from far to near in the dark night.

　　Under the moonlight, rows of soldiers slowly emerged in the night. The dark armor, the long swords that blazed coldly in the moonlight, and the solemn expressions of the soldiers were enough to show that they were facing the next task. very serious.

　　"Speed ​​up a little bit, and the ones behind will follow."

　　At the front of the team was a middle-aged swordsman with hideous scars on his face. He straightened his waist, and there was no emotion in his voice.

　　He looked at the tall building in the distance, with a very serious expression on his face, lowered his voice, and the man then commanded: "The first team is responsible for protecting the magic messenger."

　　"The other squads follow me."

　　About a few hundred meters away from the target building, the man stopped. He turned his head to look at the man in aristocratic costume beside him: "His Royal Highness Bordeaux, please keep a sufficient distance from the encirclement."

　　"Wilhelm, I hope you don't let me down."

　　Bordeaux nodded slightly and was about to retreat. Although he knew that the man nicknamed "Sword Ghost" in front of him was very strong, he added again in a commanding tone: "Quickly fight and don't cause trouble."

　　"Keng!"

　　Wilhelm didn't speak, he directly pulled out the saber slung around his waist, and walked towards the target's residence.

　　He didn't pay any attention to Bordeaux, the big man of the Society of Sages behind him.

　　"Humph!"

　　Seeing that Wilhelm turned around and left without paying any attention, Bordeaux snorted coldly, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes.

　　If it weren't for the fact that Lin Zhe's strength was too difficult to deal with, he would never have invited Sword Ghost for something like today. .

Chapter 292

　　On a street in the capital.

　　A young man with short silver-white hair was walking slowly on the street. His appearance was extremely ordinary.

　　"I can already feel the breath of that guy."

　　The silver-haired youth was Regulus. After he did not find Lin Zhe in Roswaal's mansion, he learned that Lin Zhe had come to the capital based on the information of the Witch Cult believers.

　　Then Regulus followed Lin Zhe's footsteps to the capital.

　　Lei Gulus did not make a rash move, in the country of Luknica Kingdom, there are human beings that Regulus did not dare to underestimate.

　　The prestige of the Sword Saint Family can spread throughout the entire continent, even if Regulus is sure that he will not be killed, but he does not want to try the feeling of being hurt.

　　So even though Regulus had already arrived in the capital when it was dawn, he had not acted, but was waiting for the dark.

　　In Regulus's view, it doesn't matter how to kill the opponent. What he cares about is the result, not the process, so even if he is very sure that he can kill Lin Zhe, 06 takes Emilia away, but out of caution , He patiently waited until now before choosing to shoot.

　　"It seems things are getting interesting."

　　Just as he approached the place where Lin Zhe lived according to the information, Regulus saw that there was an army surrounding Lin Zhe in the distance.

　　Looking at the rapidly gathering army in the distance, Regulus couldn't help showing a wicked smile: "It seems that guy is in trouble."

　　"Maybe we can see a good show."

　　Rubbing his chin, Regulus jumped up from the street and onto the roof of a residential house.

　　. . . . . .

　　"You mean that old guy from Bordeaux took someone to catch Lin Zhe?"

　　Not long after she fell asleep, Priscilla was woken up by Al's knock on the door. She frowned when she heard Al's report.

　　Without any hesitation, even though Priscilla knew that she was extremely weak at night, she still quickly returned to her room, grabbed her own fan and walked out: "Come with the knights of the family and me."

　　"If that old guy from Bordeaux dares to hurt Lin Zhe's hair, I'll let his family die in a peaceful way."

　　"You stay in the mansion, it's too risky."

　　Seeing Priscilla walking out, Al couldn't help but worry, he stood in front of Priscilla with a determined look of not letting go.

　　After returning from Priscilla's banquet this evening, Al found that Priscilla seemed to be a little different from usual, and intuitively told Priscilla that something must have happened between Priscilla and Lin Zhe.

　　But as Priscilla's knight, Al knew about these things, and he shouldn't have bothered.

　　But no matter what happened between Priscilla and Lin Zhe, Al could ignore it. There was only one thing he couldn't ignore, and that was Priscilla's safety.

　　Seeing Priscilla's indifference, Alsso stood in front of Priscilla again and again: "No matter what Priscilla says, I won't let it go."

　　"Step aside."

　　Priscilla pulled out Al's sword and put it across her neck, looking at Al with terrifyingly firm eyes: "You know my character."

　　"As ordered."

　　Seeing Priscilla's movements, Al couldn't help but be startled. He really couldn't understand what magic Lin Zhe had to make the once arrogant Priscilla take his life unnoticed.

　　With a heavy sigh, Al followed behind Priscilla and hurried to the place where Lin Zhe lived.

　　. . . . . .

　　"Wait for me here."

　　Lin Zhe covered the blushing Emilia with a quilt, and with a wave of his hand, he set up a barrier for the entire room.

　　When the army outside was still some distance away from him, Lin Zhe had already noticed the abnormality. Originally, Lin Zhe didn't want to take action so early, but since the other party was not good, Lin Zhe didn't want to wait any longer.

　　"Lin Zhe."

　　Seeing Lin Zhe get dressed and leave quickly, Emilia stuck her head out and looked at Lin Zhe's back. Her somewhat hoarse voice was full of worry: "I want to go too."

　　"I'll be back soon."

　　Lin Zhe turned his head and gave Emilia a no-worry look, and then a gossip picture appeared under Lin Zhe's feet, and the whole person disappeared in place.

　　Thinking of being disturbed by someone who slept well, Lin Zhe's face couldn't help gloomy.

　　Almost instantly, Lin Zhe appeared on the street.

　　Looking at the people in front of him who were shocked by his sudden appearance, Lin Zhe couldn't see the slightest expression on his face.

　　"Is it space magic?"

　　Wilhelm, looking at the sudden appearance of Lin Zhe suspended in mid-air, he subconsciously squeezed the long sword in his hand, even though Lin Zhe was just lightly suspended in mid-air and looked at himself.

　　The sword ghost Wilhelm could still feel the dangerous aura emanating from Lin Zhe.

　　Raising his head, the sword ghost slapped Lin Zhe in large numbers, his tone full of majesty: "On behalf of the sages, I will come to investigate Lin Zhe's identity."

　　"Put down your weapons and come with me."

　　"What if I say no?"

　　Lin Zhe looked at the sword ghost Wilhelm in front of him with some amusement. He hadn't heard this sentence for a long, long time.