Villain in Comics

The sky is densely clouded, and the layers of overcast clouds cover it up, which are entangled white shadows and purple shadows.

Lancelot's advantages in speed and performance were quickly exploited by Shumu Suzaku and completely suppressed Knightmare.The sound of metal clashing kept ringing in my ears, and Luluko in Knightmare became more and more irritable.Sweat fell down the corner of his forehead, and then fell all the way to his clothes, forming a small puddle.The slender fingers maneuvered Knightmare to avoid another kick from Lancelot, but it cost a wrist.

She bit her lower lip, and Knightmare's only remaining hand pulled out the knife stuck in her calf and stabbed Lancelot frantically.Shumu Suzaku was stunned for a moment, hurriedly dodged to the side, and then kicked Knightmare's body with his left leg.The terrifying clatter pierced the eardrums again, followed by the rumbling of the wall.

Knightmare slammed into the tall building next to him like a piece of broken metal that was completely unconscious.The glass on the walls of the high-rise building was smashed, and the rubble fell, spreading white and white on the ground.

Lancelot walked towards Knightmare. At this moment, Knightmare was completely helpless, and just fell to the ground softly, letting him be a mermaid.

The white body was like a god of death in an angel's robe. The coldness of the metal was mixed with the purity of irony. Luluzi suddenly felt extremely dazzling.She looked at each other quietly, and her dark purple eyes revealed a terrifying light like a beast.It was like a venomous snake that wanted to devour everything in front of her that disgusted her, and it was like a cheetah, staring at the prey on the opposite side, standing up all its hair.

Shumu Suzaku looked at Knightmare, who was obviously defeated below, and Bertolis' voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Shumu Suzaku, I remember I said that it is for you to catch her, not for you to kill her."

Shumu Zhuque was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly recovered: "Yes, I understand, my lord..."

"Very well, then, grab her now."

"Yes."

Shumu Suzaku nodded, Lancelot's footsteps were faster than before.Luluzi clenched her fists tightly, a strong unwillingness welled up in her heart, like a mellow wine over the years, slowly sprouting and taking root in the depths of her heart.What is sprouting?The desire for power and power.What's taking root?The resentment against the cowardly self being slaughtered at the moment is taking root.

The nails sank into the palms, and there were bursts of pain.The lower lip was bitten white, and the deep purple eyes were shrouded in a hazy abyss.

The red Glasgow suddenly rushed from the building that was about to collapse, and his swift attack almost mercilessly swept towards Lancelot, who was approaching Knightmare.

Shumu Suzaku frowned slightly, but before he could calm down, the red Glasgow on the opposite side immediately kicked his left leg towards the bottom of the fuselage. Lancelot stepped back quickly, and a flip in mid-air landed behind Glasgow again.

Glasgow, who seemed to have eyes, attacked Lancelot with his legs as he landed.The red blooms splendidly, like wild flowers in the mountains, white and red immediately fight together.

The girl in the red Glasgow cockpit glared at Knightmare, who was still stunned in place, and shouted, "Why don't you go quickly? Remember, I don't owe you anything!"

Luluko was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly moved her fingers to control Knightmare away from the spot.Shumu Suzaku frowned, and was about to turn over to catch up with Glasgow in front of him, blocking the way again.Accompanying it, there was a woman's voice transmitted through the communication device: "Where do you want to go? Don't be distracted, now your opponent is me!"

Shumu Suzaku frowned even more, looked down at Bertolis' face on the screen, but saw that the other party didn't care about playing with her hair, as if she was enjoying some fun show.

Shumu Suzaku felt a sudden chill in his heart, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his blue eyes shot directly at the opposite Glasgow.On the screen, Shumu Suzaku didn't notice Bertorice's lips that suddenly twitched.

Lancelot attacked from the left, and with such terrifying speed, Glasgow on the opposite side was kicked to the ground before he could even react.But obviously, the driver on the opposite side was not as inexperienced as the Knightmare driver just now.

Just the moment he landed, Glasgow immediately took advantage of the ground to stand up again. Lancelot didn't give it any chance to breathe at all, Shumu Suzaku inhaled, and the white body rushed straight towards Glasgow's face without mercy.The left arm draws the short knife from the calf, and then sweeps the opponent with the right leg first.Sure enough, Glasgow jumped up intuitively.The corners of his mouth twitched into a smile, Shumu Suzaku moved his fingers, and Lancelot had already used the short knife he just took out from his calf to stab at Glasgow.

Metal-to-metal friction produces sparks and hissing noises. Glasgow reacted very quickly, dodging to the left as he was about to pierce the cockpit.Immediately after, waiting for Lancelot's next attack.The cockpit protrudes from the fuselage.Shumu Suzaku frowned, and Lancelot hurriedly stepped back a few meters.A violent explosion came from the front, and the red Glasgow, who was still alive and kicking just now, was completely scrapped at this moment.The frown deepened, and Shumu Suzaku chased after the identification signal.

The severely damaged Knightmare didn't run too far, and the long street, the unique mechanical sound was also particularly eye-catching.Shumu Suzaku effortlessly found Knightmare walking slowly ahead.

With a long sigh, Lancelot rolled over from above to block Knightmare. Knightmare's behavior stopped, Lancelot quickly stretched out his left leg and kicked the opponent, Knightmare was kicked to the ground unsuspecting.

Luluzi in the cockpit narrowed her eyes, her deep purple eyes revealing a deep disgust for the other party.She couldn't help but want to scold, why this white guy is like a sticky candy, he has been chasing after him!

Shumu Suzaku smiled lightly, and just as he was about to press the communication device with the opponent's body, Knightmare suddenly got up from the ground, and his broken body slammed into Lancelot.

The glass tiles fell quickly with the violent impact, and also temporarily blocked Lancelot's footsteps. Knightmare took this opportunity to rush forward to hide. Lancelot was about to catch up when his eyes swept across, only to see a woman falling from the air.

Shumu Suzaku's blue eyes flashed into disbelief, and the white body turned back halfway.

The corners of Bertolis' mouth curled into a cruel smile, and her silver eyes stared mockingly at the boy on the other side of the screen.

Knightmare gradually faded from view, and Lancelot didn't leave until he gently lowered the woman to the ground.Shumu Suzaku stared at the woman on the ground through Lancelot, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the youth's face seemed to emit a soft halo because of the satisfaction at this moment.However, the halo didn't last long.The woman almost screamed and fled, and her hoarse roar hit Shumu Suzaku's heart.The smile disappeared, replaced by another lonely look.

He suddenly heard a voice ringing in his ears, accompanied by a poppy-like temptation and poisonousness.

"Shumu Suzaku, you are lonely."

Shumu Suzaku was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, but met the silver eyes that were bottomless even through the obstruction of the screen.

Bertolis looked at him quietly, her thin lips concealing a deep playfulness.White cheeks, shrouded in blond hair.

"Actually, you know very well that even if you pay, no one will treat you differently. Because," the smile deepened, Shumu Suzaku's blue eyes tightened.Bertolis squinted and giggled: "You killed your father with your own hands, didn't you?"

Shumu Suzaku was stunned.

Bertolis looked at him: "You don't need to feel too self-blame. The strong eat the weak is the most fundamental law of this society. The weak only have the fate of being eaten, and to change this fate, only..."

"That's why I want to change!" Shumu Suzaku raised his head suddenly, his fists clenched tightly, the youth's brown skin shone with a beautiful brilliance, and everything was suddenly captured.He continued: "It is because I have done so many wrong things that I want to change!"

"Change?" Bertolis raised her eyebrows, not at all concerned that he was interrupting her words just now, "How do you change?" She stretched out her hand, her white fingers spread out, clearly delicate and weak, but it seemed to be rich Unparalleled power.Bertolis is like a queen standing on a high place, and her eyes and words are her scepter.

Bertolis continued: "If the world can be changed just by virtue of the ability to speak beautifully, then it is better for all of us to say a word of hope, and then the so-called God or fate will give it change. , With no power, what do you rely on to change all this, and what do you rely on to change this unfair world?"

"I..." Shumu Suzaku's pupils shrank, and his blue eyes were beating with surprise. He had never thought about the future, and he had never thought about where he would change.He just wants to become a soldier in Britannia, and then use this righteous method to change all the current inequalities in the right way.

Bertorice's eyes seemed to read people's hearts: "Shumu Suzaku, do you think that the Britannia Empire will give a person who is not even his true citizen a chance to change? Or, do you think Britannia Asians are all fuel-efficient lamps, and need to wait for a foreign race to change? Shumu Suzaku, you should understand, for you, who grew up in the place where Japan's power is at the top, and you have decided your identity from birth. ."

Shumu Suzaku was completely stunned, his slightly dark cheeks faded from the blood, and he looked forward indifferently.

The slum area of ​​Shinjuku is surrounded by desolation and ruins. It seems that it has never been prosperous before.

There are many high-rise buildings, and now only residues remain.

Bertolis reached out and turned off the screen. Under the gloomy sky, Lancelot was silent and independent.

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.........

"Hey, don't tell me you want to pull him in?" The figure put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Bertolis blankly.

Bertolis raised her eyebrows: "Hehe, don't you think Shumu Suzaku shouldn't join?"

The figure held his head with one hand: "You want to use him to control Area-11?"

"Only a part." Bertolis shook her hand.

"Shumu." He said softly.

Bertolis smiled with satisfaction: "That's a good guess."

The figure raised his eyebrows: "But I didn't expect that you would actually want to do this."

"So what? Hmph, don't forget, you were cultivated by me, you are clear about the abilities of that adult..." The threat in the words was self-evident.

"I don't need that adult's action, I will solve you myself!"

"Heh, how could I forget? I respect," put one hand on his chest, and the figure bowed slightly, "Lord Key, hehe..."

"That's good." Bertolis nodded.

After that, she turned on the screen to communicate with the Area-11 command room again and said, "The battle should be over. The only regret is that the leader of the terrorists has not been caught. I am very sorry, Your Highness Clovis..."

Bertolis smiled a little apologetically, turning her silver eyes a few times, revealing a sincere feeling of wanting others to forgive her.

Clovis was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "No, Mr. Bertolis has worked hard... If it wasn't for your help, I think the entire army would have been wiped out." The other party also had a sincere expression.

The corners of Bertolis' lips curled up, and it was fleeting: "I'm really sorry, Your Highness Clovis."

"I said it doesn't matter." Clovis waved his hand with a big smile on his face, "Then, I'm going to start working on mine. Area-11 is really difficult to manage. Hehe... …”

"Then don't disturb Your Highness..."

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Reaching out his hand to turn off the screen, Bertolis sat down on the bed without anyone else, the figure turned back silently: "Can't see, your acting is not bad, Bertolis, how is it? How is the game? Confirm that guy Is that Luluzi?"

Bertolis drank the coffee that the man handed over and said, "25%."

"Oh~~~" The figure leaned on the sofa without hesitation, "You still have some brains."

Bertolis chuckled lightly, the deep golden color obscuring the thoughts inside, she slightly curled her lips and stared at the gradually gloomy sky outside.The screen on the opposite side started beating again, Bertolis waved his hand, and the figure walked towards the computer intentionally, then turned it on.

The huge screen went black first, then brightened.

The sun was setting outside the window, and the blood-like red was dyed all over the surrounding clouds. The clouds were like brocade and satin, and long ribbons fell down the sky.The evening wind brought strands of coolness, and the blond hair was flying, mixed with the shadows of black lace.

The uncontrollable trembling voice of General Bartley came from the screen.

Bertolis squinted slightly——

"Lord Bertolis...His Highness Clovis...His Highness Clovis he...he...he..."

Bertolis stood up: "What's wrong?" The majestic and calm tone made Butterley's trembling a little less.

He said softly, sweat dripping down his fat face:

"His Royal Highness Clovis he... suddenly... died!"

The silver eyes were slightly enlarged, and Bertolis made a sad look: "You said... what?"

"My lord... His Highness Clovis, he... I just left for a while, and then I heard a voice in His Highness's room. At first I thought it was His Highness talking to you, but then I felt it was wrong, so I went in again. I saw..." General Bartley almost burst into tears, his fat body swaying and his stomach was swaying, and it felt ridiculous in addition to sadness.

Bertorice's eyes were shining: "You wash the leaves to investigate well, and also, temporarily suppress this matter. It is not good to allow terrorists to take advantage of the opportunity. In addition, I will inform His Majesty's side. Alright. By the way, His Royal Highness Clovis is..."

"He was shot! His Royal Highness Clovis was shot!" General Bartley's eyes were red.

Bertolis nodded, and the corners of his mouth smeared a radian: "Then, you go down and solve it. I will immediately inform Your Majesty."

"Yes... Excuse me, my lord..." General Bartley said, and turned off the screen.

The figure looked at Bertolis: "What should I do?"

Bertolis smiled unpredictably: "50%."

Chapter [-] The Governor dies

Luluzi is on her way back to Ashford College.

The cool breeze brushed past, playfully teasing the broken hair in front of the girl's forehead, the strands of hair swayed and danced like butterflies.The thin lips on the white cheeks pursed lightly, and the corners of the lips lifted with a faint and confused smile, which taught people to be unable to distinguish between joy or sadness.

The dark purple pupils were slightly spread out, and the whites of the eyes were slightly larger, and the mirror-like reflections reflected a soft halo like Xiaowu.Wearing a light green uniform, the girl's palms seemed to have the residual warmth of blood.The crimson liquid that belonged to his blood relatives wrapped around him like a nightmare, unwilling to disperse.

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"Remember when we played chess together? You always lost to me back then."

In the Britannia command room, the young soldier who had just sneaked in took off his helmet. In the darkness, only his eyes were bright like stars and torches.

The blond prince sitting in a high position was slightly startled, and after a while, he reacted, and his tone couldn't help but contain a bit of uncontrollable surprise and fear.Clovis Hong said: "Luluzi? Are you Luluzi? Luluzi! I didn't expect you to be dead! That's great!"

Luluzi walked out of the darkness, her deep purple eyes fixedly staring at him, like the vast night sky, encompassing the twinkling stars.The corners of her mouth twitched in an inexplicable arc: "Yeah, thanks to you, I'm not dead yet."

Clovis was keenly aware of the smell of gunpowder in the air: "Luluzi, since you're back, why don't I go and ask His Majesty the father to restore your status as a princess, so that we can be together again in the future. Chess..."

The cold girl stared at him silently. On the high platform, flying insects danced, and the eyes hidden by black hair pierced through the skin like a sword, looking directly at the innermost things.Clovis never thought that his usually obedient sister would have such a terrible look, but at that time, he just thought it was a joke and didn't care much.

But now...