You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

The so-called bounty hunters are a group of wild dog-like guys, many of whom come from the underworld. Their fighting style is also full of uncertainty. Even the most experienced swordsman cannot guess what a bounty hunter will hide on his body.

The hunter that Akatomi met, in addition to making money from bounties, would occasionally go out to do private work. He carried a lot of medicinal powders with him, ranging from deadly poisons to hallucinogens that made people drowsy.

Even clothes are coated with powder, so that the seemingly ordinary fluffy collar will emit misty "dust" when shaken casually, making it difficult to guard against.

As a result, although she killed the opponent and was careful to avoid the poisonous fog, she still accidentally got contaminated by some of it.

Fortunately, as a killer, Akagi was familiar with various poisons and was able to tell that this was not a fatal poison, which made him feel more at ease.

But the embarrassing thing is that this poison is also deadly from another perspective:

This is a drug that can make people more emotional and speed up blood flow. It is often used to add excitement to certain occasions. (Sorry, it’s not the plot you imagined!)

It’s not surprising that the villain had this thing on him. He must have used it to commit many crimes. I think he was in a hurry when he was dying and threw out all the powder including this thing... Akame is just simply unlucky.

Although the girl felt a little embarrassed after being tricked, she was not as desperate as in some third-rate novels, where she had to find someone to practice yin and yang together.

First of all, the dose inhaled by Akagi was not large, and she had undergone drug resistance training since childhood, so her resistance was stronger than that of ordinary people, which could weaken the effects of the drug.

Secondly, most of the so-called drugs are actually hallucinogens that make people feel dazed and happy. After all, the main team that develops these things is the brothel, and the purpose is only to entertain the customers, not to cause deaths.

There might be such exaggerated medicinal properties as the "Yin Yang He Huan San" and "I Love a Chai" in the martial arts world... but it is definitely not the one in Red Eyes.

In fact, she just felt a little hot, sweaty under her armpits, and her mouth was unusually dry.

If you encounter pursuers in the wild in this posture, it will be difficult to escape. If you want to fight against the elite of the empire, you must ensure that you are in good condition.

Considering that the pursuers might arrive at any time and time was running out, Akado found a hotel and planned to take care of the problem on her own.

However, assassins like Akame have been trained to be killing tools since childhood, and live in a cruel world where the strong prey on the weak. If they want to survive, they must abandon their weak selves and live not as girls but as "a knife", thus becoming incomparably pure and sharp.

But because of this, let alone matters between men and women, she even has a weak sense of gender. For her, talking about love is not as attractive as a big meal.

At this critical moment, she seemed quite clumsy with only theoretical knowledge but no practical experience. She even lacked the cultivation of a lady - she didn't know how to please herself better.

She just tried it randomly based on her own speculation and body instincts.

This is obviously just a temporary solution. It can only be said that her spirit of exploration and learning ability are still very strong. Although she didn't know the right method at the beginning, she finally acquired some skills later. Especially after she accidentally touched the scabbard, it was as if a new world had been opened up.

She was dressed neatly with her back to the window. If you didn't pay attention, you would think she was taking a nap, but in fact she was practicing the skills of a witch riding a broom. It seemed that she was planning to change her job to become a magical girl...

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Outside the window, Iori was squatting on the eaves. He was not so bad as to peek, but his keen ears could still hear strange noises in the room... He had never hated his excellent five senses as much as he did now.

At this moment, Iori, who had never touched tobacco in his two lifetimes, suddenly had the urge to light a cigarette and look up at the sky...

It would be very embarrassing if I showed up now, right?

How about leaving for a while?

Just when Iori was hesitating and making up his mind to leave this embarrassing place, his expression suddenly changed and he was silent for a moment.

He glanced back, glanced at Chi Tong who hadn't noticed yet, then turned around and fell down silently.

Afterwards, on the street fifty meters away from the hotel entrance, a masked bounty hunter stood in the middle of the road, attracting the attention of passers-by and avoiding him.

Before long, the number of pedestrians on the street quickly dwindled, and in the end, only a dozen plainclothes imperial lackeys and a squad of armored soldiers were left surrounding Iori.

"We were originally going to hunt down the traitor this time, but we didn't expect to run into the famous 'Faceless Man' before that."

The leader had obviously not participated in previous hunts for Iori, and he was quite confident seeing that there were many people on his side.

"Your value is much higher than that of a mere assassin... Why, I heard that the Faceless Men come and go without a trace, and their best skill is stealth. Aren't you planning to escape this time?"

"You are lucky. I have the necessary reasons this time and decided to face the battle head-on."

Iori showed no signs of being nervous about being surrounded: "And I never ran away - that was just a victory move.

As a true gentleman, I have a duty to protect good things."

"Don't run away?"

The leader looked shocked: "Gentleman...what are you guarding?"

Iori drew his sword and with one swift strike killed the assassin who was sneaking up behind him and trying to launch a sneak attack. The splattering blood scattered in the wind, instantly adding a hint of blood.

"Girl's modesty!"

Volume 17: The White Moonlight of the Entire Seireitei: Chapter : Which girl doesn’t have love in her heart?

The fine steel sword cut through the cold wind and chopped off a spear with a short clanging sound, and also cut off the opponent's shoulder. The hard bones could not block this seemingly ordinary blow.

"what--"

Zheng!

He swung his sword again to block the long sword that was attacking from the side. Iori shifted his feet and disappeared out of thin air. The person in front of him suddenly lost his balance. Then a crossbow arrow shot at him. The long sword soldier who had no time to dodge was shot right in the heart. His eyes widened and he fell to the ground without any movement.

The crossbowman who accidentally killed his comrade had no time to regret, because Iori immediately appeared two meters to his right, turned around, accelerated, and kicked him away!

"Everyone calm down! He can teleport, back to back!"

The leader was extremely anxious. In less than ten seconds after the fight started, he had already lost several of his men. The outcome was almost always decided in one or two moves. The advantage of having more people was completely not brought into play, and he was simply being led by the nose by the Faceless Man.

"Space movement?" Iori shook his head. "Instant Step is not such a high-end thing. I am just a little faster than you guys."

Before he finished speaking, Iori appeared on a rooftop thirty meters away. An assassin who was hiding there and was about to snipe Iori with a rifle suddenly stood up and lay on the rooftop, moving horizontally three meters like a spider, just avoiding Iori who appeared here.

But he didn't have a second chance. Just as he drew out his short knife to defend himself, Iori had already passed by him. The cold steel luster suddenly flashed, and the gunman's head tilted immediately, and he was no longer able to breathe.

"Hmm? This is the emperor...oh, the minister."

Iori, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped, picked up the strange-looking silver-white sniper rifle, looked at it, and confirmed his previous guess.

The world technology tree of "Kanaka" is very crooked. Some people use guns, cannons, and lasers, while others wear armor and charge on horseback. It is not strange to find a rifle here. What is strange is that the shape of this gun is very strange. It is hard to tell what the specific structure is. It seems to be forged in one piece. The slender barrel is silver-white with marks similar to scales on it.

According to Iori's experience, this kind of special weapon is usually either an "imperial weapon" or a "ministerial weapon".

The so-called [Imperial Tool] was forged by the first emperor who founded the empire thousands of years ago, using the most precious metals and the most powerful dangerous species (magic beasts) as materials and incredible technology.

There are only forty-eight pieces in total, each of which has a unique and powerful power and cannot be copied, and is called the [Imperial Tool].

As for the [Minister's Equipment], it is a scaled-down version made by the poor people who wanted to imitate it but were unable to do so. It is far inferior in value, but still much better than ordinary weapons. ⑦

For Iori, the [Imperial Tool] and [Ministerial Tool] are rare items in this world that have gathered a large number of spirit particles. If there is a chance to get them, he cannot give up.

However, the number of [Imperial Tools] is very small and many are collected by the empire and major forces. Iori has been adventuring here for so long, but he only has one in his hand, but he has collected three [Ministerial Tools].

"Including you, that makes four."

Under the mask, Iori smiled slightly, then looked at the enemies gathered back to back on the street.

They were probably frightened by Iori's elusive speed. No one dared to escape alone, fearing that they would become Iori's prey. They could only gather together to keep warm and try to hold on until the main force arrived.

This judgment was undoubtedly correct, because even if they ran separately, Iori could kill most of them with his efficiency, and forming a formation to protect themselves would allow them to hold out longer - ㈦

If Iori didn't happen to know the "Kido".

"O Lord..."

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The people in the hotel had been scared away long ago. When the girl with long black hair came out of the silent hotel, there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the empty street. In addition to the messy bloodstains on the ground, there were also traces of burns. It seemed that a very fierce battle had taken place here.

Akahime was not surprised by this. In fact, she had noticed the unusual movements in the outside world a long time ago, but she was in "poor condition" and could not figure out the situation, so she observed for a moment, confirmed that the battle was over, and the winner was someone she knew, then she walked out with peace of mind.

"Hey, long time no see~"

When Iori saw Akame coming out, he waved his hand as a greeting, then continued to bend down to plunder the property of these imperial lackeys, his movements were very natural.

"Iori..."

Chi Tong had a complicated expression on his face, calling the name meaningfully, his eyes a little evasive.

She may be the only one who knows the true name of the "Faceless Man", which Iori stayed behind out of courtesy after their first fight.

Akame always thought that this bounty hunter was very strange. He could have killed her but deliberately let her go. He was completely different from the vicious person described in the Empire's wanted poster.

After meeting several more times, they somehow developed a relationship between "acquaintance" and "bad friend". Akahime also gradually realized that Iori was not an ordinary bounty hunter, and that he was driven by more than just money.

From Iori's actions, Akahime could vaguely feel an unwavering "will".

It was only now, when she decided to defect from the Empire to the Revolutionary Army, that she began to understand Iori a little:

He is also changing this cruel world in his own way!

"Thank you... You have been protecting me all this time, right?"

"No, I was just accidentally spotted by someone, so I took the opportunity to have a fight here."

“…Let’s just leave it at that.”

Considering her previous behavior in the room, Akahime almost guessed why Iori refused to admit it - he was probably considering her face.

This made Akahime's face slightly hot, and she felt a little ashamed, but after all, she was a killer, so she quickly calmed down. Then a trace of warmth flowed through her heart, and she sincerely thanked Iori: "Even so, I still want to thank you for your help."

"If you feel sorry for it, please treat me to a meal when you have the chance next time."

Iori stopped what he was doing, patted his clothes and stood up: "I heard that you changed jobs recently?"

"Job-hopping... it's not wrong to say that."

Akame subconsciously grasped the sword at her waist, and said in a heavy tone: "I can no longer point the sword at those innocent people... The darkness of the empire is deeply rooted. As long as it exists, the people will suffer more. I can no longer help the tyrant!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Iori clapped his hands. "As a brainwashed killer, you can awaken your own independent will. It's really an amazing thing... But have you decided where to go? Could it be the Revolutionary Army?"

"It is indeed the Revolutionary Army. I think they are the only ones who can overthrow the Empire... Do you have a different opinion?"

The two of them were old acquaintances, so Akame naturally noticed Iori's playful tone.

"Nothing, I just want to confirm: do you simply want to overthrow the empire, or do you want to save those poor people who are in distress?"

"Of course it's for the people!" Akagi answered without thinking.

"I guess so."

Iori nodded and changed the subject: "But what if the Revolutionary Army becomes 'another empire' in the future? What are you going to do?"

"...another...empire?" Akagi was stunned.

"Yes."

Iori Youyou said: "The first emperor pacified the troubled times, brought long-term peace and tranquility to the people, and established a thousand-year empire on this basis.

I don’t think the empire was so corrupt and cruel from the beginning. It was once prosperous, harmonious and peaceful, and there was no difference between it and the future that the revolutionary army promised to the people... It’s just that time has deteriorated everything.

So, Akame - do you think the Revolutionary Army can resist the erosion of 'time'?"

"..."

Chi Tong's brows were furrowed, but soon relaxed.

“Perhaps not, but if the empire is not overthrown, then nothing can be achieved.

Even if the revolutionary army degenerates in the distant future, I am willing to work hard for it, even if it only gives the people 50 or 100 years of happiness! "

“…Great ambition.”

Iori was quite appreciative: "The speed at which the Revolutionary Army deteriorates may be faster than you think... Of course, it is also possible that they can correct themselves and return to the right path. After all, who can predict what will happen in the future?

I just want to remind you that the final result may not be what you really want. Perhaps one day in the future, you will have to destroy with your own hands what you have been fighting and working for.

Akame, I hope your blade will remain as sharp as before even then..."

"This... Iori you..."

The black-haired, red-eyed female killer was in a state of anxiety: "Do you know something? Tell me, what will the future be like——"

"I am not a prophet. The future is not something anyone can predict."

Iori smiled carefreely and turned to leave.

But at this moment he suddenly remembered something and turned back with some curiosity: "You looked at me a little evasive... or shy, why?"

"Well!"

"Why, did you think of me when you had a wet dream?"

bass!

The demon sword Murasame was unsheathed, and Akahime looked carefully, only to find that Iori had disappeared without a trace - just like every time they met before.

"This guy...I'm going to make him pay the next time we meet!"