Jenkins does not intend to call out the unicorn within the scope of Nolan City in the near future, at least until the two members of the Sun and Justice Church leave. He's had enough troubles lately and doesn't want his life to fall apart because of a small misstep.
Chocolate had enough food and drink today, and when it left Miss Audrey's residence, it was still a little energetic, but soon took the initiative to grab the collar and asked to get inside the coat, and then lay there peacefully and fell asleep. Even Jenkins can feel the cat's unconscious body shaking in sleep.
The fog at night was still so thick that Jenkins wouldn't even dare to walk on the street if it wasn't for the monocle at night without street lights.
He walked to the intersection, but unexpectedly did not find any carriages parked here, so he planned to walk another two blocks. There was a main road over there, and there must be a coachman soliciting business.
When passing the entrance of a certain alley, there was a strange crashing sound in the darkness and thick fog. Jenkins turned his head to look, immediately called out the black robe and shrank to the side.
Almost rubbing against his body, a man flew upside down from the alley as if he had been blown away by a huge force, rolled a few times in the middle of the street, and then lay motionless with his arms outstretched and his head down.
"I have a bad feeling..."
Jenkins had no time to react, and the sound of boots stomping on the ground came from the alley where the man flew out. From the sound, the heels of those boots must have been high.
Coming out of the alley was a tall man wearing a mask. He was wrapped in a black windbreaker. The fringe of the sleeve seemed to be embroidered with gold thread. On his pale-skinned right finger was a ruby ring. .
"Isn't this a vampire..."
He couldn't believe his luck was so bad, and although the masked man's view was also blocked, he could feel Jenkins in another way:
"I found fresh blood again..."
He moved in the direction of Jenkins, turned his head to look at the embarrassed fat man standing under the awning of the dessert shop with small pits on his face, and said in a hoarse voice unexpectedly: "I thought that a person with such outstanding blood should also look good." Vulgar…”
"Don't come here!"
Jenkins raised his hand and said.
Hearing these words, the masked man immediately opened his arms and rushed forward. Jenkins waved his hands in a panic, and when the hands of the two sides came into contact in a hurry, dazzling flames rose from the palms of the two, and instantly wrapped the masked man.
"Ah~"
He wailed while maintaining his forward posture, and was kicked back into the alley by Jenkins. As the crackling sound and the burning smell became stronger, the howling sound became weaker and weaker.
"So simple?"
Thinking in his heart, he turned around and wanted to check if the person who fell on the street was okay. But the moment his back turned, a red arrow shot out from a deeper part of the alley, and shot into Jenkins' body from the position where his back was facing his heart with a puff.
"this… "
He said incredulously, then fell to one side, and fell to the ground with a plop—because falling forward would press down on the cat in his chest.
"Tonight's luck is really bad. I just met two gifters when I walked around."
A fourth person's voice came from the alley. This was also a person wearing a mask and a black windbreaker. He also had the same ruby ring on his right finger, but it looked bigger.
"waste!"
He cursed at the still burning fire at the entrance of the alley, ignored the fat man pretending to be dead, and walked towards the man in the middle of the street.
"Your magic eye belongs to me~"
He squatted down and wanted to turn the man over, but he didn't expect the man to grab his wrist, and then he raised his head and bumped upwards. The impact of the hard skull and jaw produced the sound of someone's bones cracking, and that was clearly not a cracked skull.
"Go~"
Seeing that the blow worked, the man threw out a metal bolt-like thing hidden in his hand. After the heavy sound like a steel bar falling to the ground, the man in the mask seemed to be immobilized, with his limbs stretched and paralyzed on the ground.
fluttering fluttering ~
He shook his body vigorously, and dozens of bats flew out in all directions, and then gathered together at the door of the shop farther away.
The masked man reappeared panting heavily, barely holding on to the side wall to stand still. As far as Jenkins knows, this bat-like ability to restructure the body will cause irreversible damage to the body.
"Nolan is indeed more dangerous!"
It was the man who had just fallen in the street and Jenkins knew him. This is the third person of the Magic Eye Collection Association to be active in Nolan City, and the only one who has not been arrested by the church.
He reached into his bosom and took out a short dagger with a long handle. Throwing it down violently, a gorgeous red light rose from the handle of the dagger, covered and extended along the blade, and finally turned into a long sword.
"Huh~"
The masked man also made the same movement, but his sword seemed to be made directly from the blood in his body. Jenkins suspected that the arrow that shot him just now was also made of the same way.
For a better view, while the two of them were not paying attention, he moved his head quietly, and used his chin to press back the chocolate that wanted to protrude the coat from the neckline.
dang lang~
Obviously, the swords of both sides are not made of metal, but they made a metal impact sound when they hit the first blow. The red shards of light reflected the agility of the two men, and every time the blades collided, one of them could be seen retreating.
"Oh~"
The magic-eyed man slashed from top to bottom again, but he didn't expect that his opponent had another short blade in his other hand.
The blood sword that was fighting with one hand was split in two, but the left hand precisely pierced the short blade into the opponent's abdomen.
He wanted to pursue the victory, but the magic eye collector gave a strange smile and immediately lowered his head, a dagger flew out from behind him.
The man in the mask moved his head nimbly, and let the dagger fly past his mask. He just clearly saw that the one who threw the dagger was the fat man who should have died. After a moment of thinking, there was another sound of breaking through the air behind him.
The dagger flew back again, precisely touched his neck and flew back into the fat man's hand.
"Be careful, he has no fatal parts!"
"I know!"
Jenkins sprang up, with a silver band of light wrapped around his arm, chasing forward.