The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

"I hate his attitude towards his own work," Lian said, glancing slightly at Carly, "I can't forgive him."

Lian turned her eyes back to the display screen, which listed a large number of parameters for the "Farewell Gift". Those codes were cold and ruthless, but they were all gently arranged one by one by Lian's slender fingers. When Lian looked at those codes, she felt as if she was looking at her own child, and her eyes became somewhat soft.

"You should never let your own work down," Lian's voice softened. "For an author, a work is like his or her own child. Maybe it's not that popular, and it's not as perfect as other children. But even so, in your own eyes, your own work will always be the best, and it cannot be tarnished. You have to protect it with all your heart."

"That guy didn't protect his work. He let his work go in the name of self-expression and brought disgrace upon it. So I will not forgive him."

Lian finished speaking and continued to work on her task, checking all the data of [Parting Gift]. Carly looked at her serious expression and was thoughtful for a moment.

"Lianbao would be quite good at art," Carly smiled softly, "At least, when it comes to sincerity, not many people can compare to you."

"What I love is my art, and I don't have to stick to a certain subject matter," Lian replied in a flat voice, "Besides, even if I like art, the Federation still wants me to build missiles for them. If I don't follow their game, how can I, a weak woman, survive..."

"A weak girl? I don't think so." Carly was amused. "Lianbao is obviously very strong."

"It's no use, so I can only compromise," Lian said, glancing at Carly in dissatisfaction, "By the way, who told you to call me Lianbao? That's something only Aoi can call me."

"Hey~ You're so stingy~ Lianbao."

"Shut up, pink-haired nerd."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"..."

......

At the door of the apartment, Perlis and her group were already standing outside, preparing to say goodbye to Lian.

"Miss Lian, let's go now."

"Well," Lian nodded gently, "Goodbye."

After Lian finished speaking, she was about to close the door, but at the moment before the door was closed, she opened the door a crack, revealing a brown eye, looking at Carly cautiously.

"What's the matter?" Carly couldn't help laughing at Lian's socially anxious look, "Anything else?"

"Remember... remember to be careful," Lian's voice was a little soft, almost inaudible, "Come back, I'll invite you out to play."

"It's my great honor to let Lianbao go out," Carly did not waste Lianbao's sincerity, but nodded, "I will definitely do it, and let Lianbao pay for it when the time comes."

"And remember, the little bag..."

After saying this, Lian immediately closed the door without any extra movement.

"Small bag?" Pace turned to Carly with some surprise, "Miss Carly, what does Miss Lian mean?"

"Oh, maybe this is it."

Carly took out a small bag from her pocket. Lian had given it to her before she went out, saying it was a talisman that could protect them from safety during the competition.

She opened the bag and tipped it over gently, and three bullets with red patterns immediately fell into her palm.

“This…this is…” Pace’s eyes widened.

"It's a Thorn Bullet," Carly said with a wicked smile, glancing at the tightly closed door. "My lovely Lianbao, this is really a useful amulet."

......

After leaving the gunsmith shop, Yu went towards the clock tower without saying a word. Kemp did not go to his home, but went directly back to Jessica's home. Aunt Enlia's condition was still a little unstable, and Kemp planned to stay at Jessica's house before the competition to help take care of Aunt Enlia.

When they got home, Enlia was trembling as she brought a bowl of vegetable soup to the table. Her forehead was covered with sweat, and her bandaged wrist was shaking. Seeing this, Jessica immediately stepped forward to stop her, and then took over her work with Kemp and started cooking.

Soon, a simple meal was prepared. The three of them sat down at the table and started eating. Kemp and Jessica kept staring at Enlia's bandaged hand, as if the wrist would break at any time.

Noticing the children's gazes, Enlia smiled gently, her face full of relief.

"Children, don't worry about my hands. This is what happens when you get old," Enlia whispered. "After I'm gone, it's enough for you to be well."

"No, Mom, don't talk nonsense," Jessica stopped Enlia with a scolding, "Little Camp and I found a prescription. I may go on a long trip the day after tomorrow. When I come back, I will cure your illness."

"There is no such recipe, my silly daughter," Enlia laughed, "If there really was such a recipe, your father wouldn't have died in the mine. We were born with this fate."

"Don't worry, Aunt Enlia," Kemp assured Enlia, "We will heal you."

"Haha, okay, I'll look forward to it," Enlia's face was filled with a kind smile, "Just, don't make it hard on yourselves, you two little brats. I'm old, life and death don't matter to me..."

"Don't say that," Jessica's voice trembled a little, "You will definitely get better."

At that moment, their eyes met at the same time on Enlia's wrist. The broken wrist was lying stiffly on the table, like an aging Vo1d crystal, dry and lacking vitality.

She was only in her forties, and after the Federals had used up all her value, she was left to rot quietly in the mud of Shouma Lane. Why?

At the table, Kemp clenched his fists. He recalled what the gunsmith had said, and suddenly felt that everyone in front of him was like a dog with a leash on.

Why am I a dog?

Those guys on the Tower of Babel, were they born gods, destined to be superior to others?

Across the dining table, Kemp and Jessica looked at each other. They knew that even though the road to the tower was right before their eyes, it was much farther away than they had imagined.

But no matter what, they will definitely take Enlia's life back from the hands of the federals.

Then, they were wolves.

...END...

3) The Eve

Walking on the streets of Lavis, Perlis's eyes were a little blurry.

At this moment, there is still one day left before the competition. Tomorrow morning, Perlis and her group will board the Sky Eye from the port of Lavis to the competition venue and then jump from a high altitude.

Before the upcoming revenge battle, Perlis unexpectedly had the idea of ​​going out for a walk. You know, she would rather lock herself in the house than interact with people.

"..."

Walking through the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Perlis's expression was indifferent. Her mind was full of thoughts, and various ideas kept interweaving. For a moment, it seemed as if everyone around her turned gray, leaving only her like an outsider, alone with the faint light in her bloodshot eyes.

She passed through the fire of the Reconquest of Charon, stepped into the blizzard of Thebeth, climbed up the prosperity of Wilkin, and fell into the smoke of La Vatino. All the way, she finally arrived at the kingdom under the tower of Babel, the kingdom of sinners.

In just a few months, she has taken steps that she has never taken in the past 17 years. Now, she is facing the truth, and she is just one step away from making the enemies who killed her father pay the price.

Everything settles down and returns to calm on the eve.

And tomorrow, pure white fireworks will burn to the top of the Tower of Babel, announcing her revenge.

“…”

Perlis walked slowly on the street. Although she was walking among the crowd, she blocked out all the clutter around her and let her thoughts slowly settle.

Suddenly, Perlis seemed to sense something strange behind her. She kept an eye out and carefully observed the reflection on a street sign as she passed by.

Then, she saw a being with red light flashing among the gray crowd.

Is it Wilkin's serpent? Or is it a pawn of the Federation?

It's a smart choice to come to me at this time.

Perlis did not show any abnormality. She walked on the street as if nothing had happened, but she deliberately chose a relatively remote road. Soon, there were fewer and fewer people around her, but that figure still followed her, never leaving.

Finally, Perlis walked into an alley. When she reached the end of the dead end, she turned calmly and faced the person who had followed her all the way.

"..."

What came into view was a girl wearing a veil. Her emerald green eyes were like some kind of dazzling agate, staring at Perlis intently. She had thick eyeliner and heavy makeup, and her two blade-like eyebrows made her face look more majestic.

She was obviously Oriental, but from her Welkin-style dress, Pearlis guessed her identity: she was a relative of Prince Aloi Aziz.

"Are you eager to date me, cute little girl?" The girl chuckled, her slender fingers curled in front of her veil. "Or should I call you Pure White Firework?"

"Are all the Wilkins so narcissistic?" Perlis said coldly, her slender fingers reaching for the butterfly knife in her sleeve. "Fang, what message are you delivering?"

"Oh?" The girl gasped inexplicably, "Little girl, don't call me [Fang]... I'm different from that loser..."

"I am Kamikaz Dulasen, the Prince's [Veil]."

"I don't care who you are," Perlis's face remained indifferent, "What do you want to do? Don't waste time."

"What an impatient little girl..."

Kamikaz stretched out her long and plump legs and approached Perlis. Perlis had no intention of retreating. She stared closely at Kamikaz's every move, ready to fight her at any time.

As if sensing the hostility in Perlis's eyes, Kamikaz couldn't help but reveal an indulgent smile:

"No wonder my prince fell in love with you...ah...a tough white flower, but can't hide its tender fragrance...?"

"What are you talking about?" Perlis tilted her head slightly, her blade ready to burst at any time.

"In that case, let's get straight to the point, hehe..."

Kamikaz stopped in front of Perlis. She lowered her head slightly, and her emerald green eyes looked at the blood in Perlis's eyes, revealing a hint of desire.

"Give me your blood... and the fangs of Wilkin will be far from you..."

"Eh?"

Perlis and Kamikaz looked at each other, and a hint of doubt appeared in her eyes.

Blood? What's the point of having her blood?

Seizing the momentary confusion of Pearlis, Kamikaz couldn't help but smile slightly. She stroked the gauze and a long needle appeared in her hand.

"Is it okay? Cute little girl," Kamikaz licked his tongue as he looked at Perlis' pretty face, "It won't hurt... just one tube..."

When Perlis took a closer look at the thickness of the needle, her body trembled slightly and a chill surged into her heart.

With such a thick needle, one tube would almost make me collapse, right? If I became weaker, who knew what strange things this terrible Aunt Wilkin would do.

Maybe, when I wake up, I will have become Wilkin's little princess.

Thinking of this, Perlis exhaled a breath of cold air. But even so, she suppressed the urge to swing the knife directly and spoke softly:

"What do you want my blood for?"

"Hehehe...Hana-chan doesn't know her own value."

Kamikaze's voice was extremely soothing, but it immediately changed to an emphasis that comforted a child.

"Don't worry~ You don't need to know... Xiaohua just needs to stay in the greenhouse, and leave the rest to big sister..."

"Then how can I ensure that you will keep your promise?" Perlis said coldly, "I don't trust the Wilkins."

"Oh, my lovely little girl," Kamikaze smiled fondly, "Okay, stop playing games with your sister, be good, stretch out your arms..."

"bass--"

Before Kamikaz could finish, the red lightning flashed, and without hesitation, Polly swung out the butterfly knife that had been held in her sleeve, dragging out a long arc of factor energy.

"clang--"

Perlis and Kamikaz stared at each other fiercely - the latter gently bent his wrist at the moment Perlis launched the attack, blocked the rapier hidden behind him in front of him, caught Perlis's blade, and burst of factor energy sparks.

"You are so aggressive, my lovely little girl," Kamikaze licked her tongue with a greedy look on her face, "The prince loves you so much...ah...I want you so much...I want to enjoy you too..."

"Pervert?" Perlis muttered softly. She exerted a little force on her wrist, and red arcs of electricity swirled on the blade. "Didn't you ask me to stretch out my arm?"

Instantly, Perlis's eyes fixed, and time seemed to slow down. Then, a red line appeared on Kamikaz's weapon. Taking this opportunity, Perlis took a step back, and before Kamikaz could react, Perlis instantly swung out the blade -

"bass--"

A flash of red light broke Kamikaz's rapier instantly. Under the huge force, she retreated several steps in embarrassment and almost fell to the ground. Wilkin Guard raised her head in astonishment. When she caught a glimpse of the red light in Perlis's eyes, she inevitably revealed a trace of fear, but it quickly turned into great joy:

"What a rude kid..." Kamikaze looked at his broken sword with an interesting smile on his face, "So, your answer is no?"

"..."

Perlis didn't say anything. She leaned forward slightly, and the factor energy bracelet on her hand spun at high speed.

Seeing that Perlis had no intention of stopping, Kamikaz gave a meaningful smile.

"In that case, let's see the result in the competition..."

Kamikazi turned around and waved her hand gently. White smoke spread out from her fingertips and swallowed her figure in an instant.

Perlis stared at the smoke screen to prevent Kamikaz from attacking again. However, she did not wait for the next attack from the Wilkin Guard, but waited for a whisper from the ethereal nothingness -

"I will give him everything, including you..."

After she finished speaking, the smoke dissipated and the alley returned to its previous tranquility, leaving only Perlis standing silently at the end of the alley.

......

3) Eve (Part 2)