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

Carly looked at Perlis very seriously, with a slightly stern look in her eyes, as if she was correcting her own child's wrong ideas.

"And no matter what, you have never harbored any ill will, so those who harbored ill will toward you were either blinded or bad people. Their ill will came from themselves and had nothing to do with you. Do you understand?"

"Maybe..." Perlis sighed softly.

"Maybe or maybe not, I am right, you are not allowed to refute me!"

Carly smiled and moved her face closer to Perlis. Feeling Carly's warm breath, Perlis couldn't help but panic:

"Ka..Kali?"

"Unless you think you are smarter than Carly Philos, just believe what I say and stop thinking about these things!" Looking at the red little face of Perlis, Carly was simply overwhelmed by her cuteness. She hugged Perlis forcefully in her arms, with such force that Perlis was a little panicked.

"Um... Carly...too...too close..."

"You are great, you are beautiful, you are kind, do you hear me? You are the best, don't worry about what they say about you!" Looking at the panicked Perlis, Carly said regardless, "You are going to leave me again soon, I don't want you to be tortured by your emotions outside all the time, I will be very worried."

"Okay... okay... I... I don't want to do it anymore!" Perlis said in a panic, her slender legs struggling slightly in the quilt, "You... you... you don't have to hold me so tightly!"

“Hahahaha, okay…”

Carly slowly loosened her grip, but still held Perlis in her arms. Perlis's body was soft and it felt very comfortable to hold her. Carly felt that Perlis was a super comfortable pillow and was reluctant to let go.

......

4) 31 Pixie Street (Part 5)

The wind outside the window was getting stronger and stronger. Countless tiles from the roofs were swept down the street, rolling down the steep slope of Pixie Street, making scattered and crisp sounds like raindrops. When she thought that it would take the soldiers a long time to pick up all the scattered tiles tomorrow morning, Perlis felt a strange feeling similar to gloating.

Amid the sound of tiles and wind, Carly spoke softly again:

"Why don't I go with you so I don't have to worry."

"No, Carly," Perlis pursed her lips slightly, "You are injured, you can't be willful."

"You are the most willful~"

"Don't joke around. Don't even think about it. I will definitely not let you go with me." Perlis patted Carly's face gently, looking serious and determined. "If it's an assassination, the fewer people the better. Stupid Carly is already injured, and she will only drag me down."

"Okay, okay, I just said it casually. Didn't I say I would stay and make equipment for the Thebites? Without me, he won't be able to survive in that [Asura Field]."

Seeing how serious Perlis was, Carly smiled gently and rubbed Perlis's head.

"But, little white flower, you must be careful this time. Don't be as reckless as last time."

"...Okay, I get it, silly Carly..." Polys puffed her cheeks slightly, obviously a little angry because of Carly's willfulness.

"You can't just agree verbally. You have to be careful. If I'm not mistaken, La Vadino's current situation should be more dangerous than we thought."

Carly slowly put away her cheerful look, and a hint of worry gradually appeared in her ice-blue eyes.

"I think, even without me telling you, you should be able to guess the real power behind the [Sharp Knife Lion] family, right?"

"Of course it's the Academy," Perlis said, "Otherwise, how could the Blade of Babel be here..."

"Yes. Since the [College War], Leon Kelast has become the agent of the Federation. He uses Georgeson Ales's identity as a former general of the Kingdom to rule this La Watino. His purpose is the same as that of the Charon Special Zone, which is to contain any actions that the Wilkins may take against the Federation."

As she talked about the conspiracies created by the Federation, Carly subconsciously hugged Perlis tighter. She became more and more worried about Perlis's journey to the atrium, fearing that Perlis would never be able to return to her arms again.

"The [Blade of Babel] should have been secretly deployed by the Federation in La Vadino after Charon's rebellion. The purpose was to guard against any possible cross-border actions by Wilkin at any time."

Carly looked at Perlis worriedly, and her voice suddenly became cautious.

"Little White Flower, do you... have a chance of winning?"

"I don't know," Perlis murmured, "I haven't fought him, but from what I know, he is very strong."

Perlis turned her head slightly and looked out the window where the wind was blowing hard. In the endless darkness, she seemed to see the fog that was constantly converging and merging.

"The seventh seat of [Blade of Babel], [Great Prophet] Zachamos Arachi."

......

The Wall of Pershpurns - Lavatino

Dark night, endless darkness.

The tall Wall of Persiphon cuts the outline of the La Vatino Cage in half like a giant sword, spanning between the old city and the atrium, creating an extremely clear dividing line.

Dark night, a dark and windy night.

The slender black shadow stood alone on the top of the high wall, letting the strong wind blow his long clothes up in the dark night, like an ominous black flag floating on the sea, shaking along with the waves of the strong wind.

His lightless white pupils looked down at the old town sleeping in the darkness. A twisted smile slowly emerged on his dark face like a ghost ship emerging from the black tide.

"I saw... (I-Tran)"

Along with the whisper, a tall shadow leaped down from the high wall and merged into the endless darkness.

......

Sentry Tower 82 - La Vatino

After walking for a distance along the lakeshore of the Eye of Hiplanda, the dilapidated outline of the No. 82 Sentry Tower became increasingly distant. The darkness mercilessly swallowed up everything in sight, leaving only a few soft yellow lights on the distant river bank.

Balza knew that they were the lights of the old town.

It didn't take much time to sneak into La Vatino. There were only a few stalkers in ghillie suits guarding the area around the No. 82 sentry tower, and the three accompanying guards were the elite among the elite. It only took a few minutes to kill those stalkers.

According to Balza's speculation, the traces of [Pure White Flame] almost always go beyond the scope of the old town, so she must have come into contact with the royal government, regardless of whether they are at war or making peace.

In this case, everything would be easy: if she chose to fight the royal government, even if the royal government could not defeat her, it would be able to exhaust her and she would only have to seize the fruits.

If she chooses to befriend the royal government, she only needs to ask the royal government to hand her over. Ever since Wilkin intervened in the civil war, the royal government has received a lot of supplies from the Wilkins from the Star Track. The guy called Big Daddy should know that if they want to stay alive, Wilkin's supplies cannot be cut off.

Everything is ready, we just need to get to the old town and it will all be over soon.

Darkness enveloped the lakeshore, and also cast a cloak over the four guards walking towards their prey, hiding their shining golden armor in the darkness.

However, an inexplicable strange feeling suddenly came from the back of Balza's neck, as if something was watching him -

"Who?"

Balza's skilled sense of killing intent made him turn his head very quickly and look behind him. However, to his great surprise, he didn't know when the guards behind him disappeared.

Without hesitation, Balza took off the spear from his back, pointed the tip of the spear into the darkness, and took a defensive stance.

When was it...? Why did I only realize it now...?

With his old face frowned, Balza took slow and cautious steps, staring into the darkness before him.

"call--"

A gust of wind blew by, and Balza swung the gun back with his extremely skilled muscle memory, but it only split a black mist——

"Mist...?"

Balza then came to his senses. He didn't know when the black fog had surrounded him, blocking his vision.

He didn't know when it started, but the strong wind that had been blowing since he entered La Vadino disappeared, and was replaced by endless silence, so quiet that Balza could clearly hear his own tinnitus.

Suddenly, a series of slow footsteps sounded behind Balza. He thrust the tip of his spear backwards again, but it only pierced into the black fog.

"Who is it?" Balza roared, "Show yourself!"

"call--"

A gust of wind blew past Balzac again, followed by countless gusts of wind of the same strength, flowing around Balzac at uneven speeds. Then, there were tens of thousands of brisk footsteps, just like a tape that was constantly rewinding, constantly disturbing Balzac's sight and hearing.

"Damn..."

Balza's intuition told him that this could not possibly be the fighting force of the royal government. The royal government could not possibly possess such strength to eliminate the three guards behind him without him noticing. There was only one possibility for the identity of the person who came -

"【Blade of Babel】?"

Balza gently turned the golden spear in his hand and closed his eyes. He took everything around him into his own mental maze and began to accurately calculate the trajectory of their movements.

As long as you can perfectly process all the information around you, you will always be able to find that slightly different signal, and then it only takes one strike.

This is the power of the Wilkin Guard's unique skill [The Heartbreaker].

Countless black mists swirled around Balza. He listened carefully to the movements around him and raised his golden spear.

"One...two...three...four...five..."

Balza quietly counted the trajectories flowing around him, and then he noticed the unique voice:

"Click..."

It was the sound of metal chains colliding.

Balza opened his eyes suddenly, aimed at the location where the voice came from, and stabbed out fiercely with the golden spear in his hand -

"call--"

Along with a golden light, the black fog in front of him suddenly dispersed, however, there was nothing there.

It’s actually... wrong?

Before the surprised expression disappeared from that old face, Balza felt a slight chill on his neck——

"squeak--"

A slight sting spread along the cold skin, Balza trembled all over, and the strength in his arms disappeared instantly -

"Go to sleep, [Fang]... (I-Tran language)"

A deep, slightly seductive male voice came from behind him. Balza opened his mouth in horror, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and no sound came out.

"Dangdang."

The spear rolled to the ground and Balza fell on his back. As the black fog gathered again, his vision became darker and he could not see anything clearly.

"Dear...Prince..."

Balza stretched out his hand weakly towards the black mist in front of him, but soon lost his strength and it fell to his side.

Before his consciousness completely faded, the last thing that caught Balza's eyes was the tall, thin black shadow.

And the devilish white eyes on that ominous black face.

"She is mine. (I-Tran)"

Black fog, black fog swallowed everything.

......

After the black fog near the lake dissipated, this ordinary night returned to calm again. The Eye of Hiplanda was still flashing in the wind, reflecting the broken moon Misala in the sky. There was nothing on the lakeside, just like before the black fog came.

The only thing that was slightly different was the spear lying quietly in the inconspicuous grass, shining with a faint light.

......

4) 31 Pixie Street (Part 6)

The morning sun pierced through the clouds, pierced into the ground of the old city, and then slowly spread out, dyeing the scenery of the old city with a faint golden light. The strong wind last night blew countless bricks and tiles from the roofs onto the streets. The already dilapidated streets now looked even more messy. Countless soldiers had gotten up early to clean up the mess on the streets. They sighed while summarizing the extent of the damage to the houses, and were also responsible for comforting the innocent residents:

"The roof is leaking? Oh, don't worry, we'll send someone over this afternoon. Just make do with it for a while. If you go to the lake, remember to leave the door open. We'll fix it for you before you come back!"

Faint sounds of conversation were heard, and a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere gradually emanated from the chimneys from which smoke was rising, covering the sky of the old city.

Perhaps the damage caused by the strong wind did make this dilapidated town a little unbearable, but other than that, the old town always looked peaceful in the morning, like a kind old man, completely devoid of the murderous aura that he had when he first met him.

"Well..."

On the crowded little bed, Perlis slowly opened her eyes. The first ray of morning light came through the window, lighting up her blood-like eyes.

I always feel like I've been sleeping soundly these days... I used to suffer from insomnia and stay up late...

Could it be because...

Perlis turned her head slightly and saw that Carly was still hugging her and sleeping soundly. During the period of renovation in the old city, Carly came to sleep with Perlis every day. Perlis resisted at first and found all kinds of reasons not to let Carly sleep with her, but Carly was very stubborn and tried all kinds of ways to get into Perlis's bed. Gradually, Perlis stopped struggling. Seeing her like this, Carly simply moved into her room and slept with Perlis every night.

However, when I sleep with Carly in my arms, I really feel at ease...

No, no! You are already so old, how can you sleep in my arms every day?

Perlis's face turned slightly red. She quickly and gently broke free from Carly's embrace and slowly sat up without disturbing her:

"Ha..." Perlis yawned slowly and stretched, "...well...still want to sleep..."

During the time in Wilkin, Perlis stayed up late almost every day, and then slept until 12:30 noon before being woken up by Carly. This kind of life was more in line with her favorite biological clock, but it also made her eager to go back to bed and have a good sleep every morning when she had to get up...

Even though Pearlis didn't want to admit it, she knew that she didn't want to get up right now... It would be best if she could sneak back into Carly's arms, how reassuring that would be...