There are some cartons and wooden boxes stacked against the wall of the warehouse, and the white seals indicate that they are canned fish ready to be exported to foreign countries. There are some gears, bearings and metal tools on the iron shelf next to the door. They should have been painted with oil recently, which caused a strong smell of oil in the warehouse.
From the roof of the warehouse hangs a rope, and under the rope hangs a miner's lamp, which is all the lighting tools.
"Here's what you want."
After the door was closed, Dolores, wearing gloves, carefully took out a red wooden box. The moment it was opened, a white cold mist sprayed out from it, Dolores shivered violently, and the temperature in the room dropped a bit.
There is a beautiful ice crystal lying safely in the box, each surface is reflecting the light of the miner's lamp, it has the charm that makes women who like jewelry go crazy.
Mrs. Wisdel didn't look at what Dolores was holding, but slowly retreated to the shelf.
"Sorry, but actually, I'm not here for a deal. Someone paid 100,000 crowns to hire me to kill you here tonight."
The voice was very clear, and those gray eyes looked straight at Dolores' master and servant.
"You should understand that since I dare to trade with strangers, I am definitely not unprepared."
Dolores was taken aback, a little incredulous. she warned, as she and Julia retreated to the pair of old boxes. She had expected all the situations before going out, and she was fully prepared.
"If you mean the six gifters outside the door, I'm sorry, they can't come in. Although I can't find items like B-03-4-2283, [Forbidden Room Candle], I can at least guarantee that I His men can delay them for a while."
She turned around and took out a long knife with a cold light from the shelf, which was only used by hunters when they slaughtered large prey.
"What two beautiful faces, I have materials for my new mask."
Hearing these words, Dolores couldn't help shivering:
"Since you have accepted the entrustment, you should also know who I am. Do you think that the only security measures around me are those bodyguards?"
"No, I spent three months dealing with this warehouse. Space movement is prohibited in this area. The item on your body will not be useful."
Julia's pupils shrank suddenly, and there were no more than five people who knew that Dolores had that thing, including her and the princess herself.
Mrs. Wisdell stroked the back of the knife slowly with her fingers, as if she was interacting with a close lover:
"I know that neither of you are married, which is good, after all, I am a clean freak and don't like to make masks out of the skin that men have touched."
"One hundred and twenty thousand crowns, give up your mission. You know, even if there is a fight, you may not be the final winner."
Dolores doesn't even know how much money she has. Although she is not the most favored child in the royal family, the princess never lacks pocket money.
"The killer must have credibility, Your Royal Highness. Moreover, I am confident that I can win, we can give it a try."
While speaking, there was only a loud bang, and the iron door flew to the opposite wall with smoke, as if it had been blown open by a steam bomb.
The moonlight shone through the clouds to the ground. Standing at the door was Miss Miller. Behind her lay some strangers, and Dolores' guards in the distance were waiting for her.
"I have also considered this situation."
Mrs. Wisdel did not panic, but looked at Miss Miller's face seriously:
"This face is also very beautiful. Are all the beauties in Loen City going out together tonight?"
A sick smile appeared on her face, and the long knife in her right hand pointed at the miner's lamp that was extinguished because of the wind and snow blowing in.
"This is B-06-4-2291, the light of justice that pity the weak. Although it is only a one-off, when it goes out, the bestower with the highest level present will be compulsorily reduced to the same level as the bestower with the lowest level present. power level. And unfortunately…”
She looked at the box behind Dolores and Julia:
"There lies a 0-level gifter who was knocked out by me. So, please go to hell!"
A silver-white and transparent archer appeared behind Dolores, but Mrs. Wisdell seemed to teleport, waving a knife and coming to Dolores before the archer's arrow shot out.
With sharp eyes and quick hands, Julia pulled Dolores to the side to hide. Frost splashed everywhere, and the woman's machete hit the ice archer.
It gave up archery and instead clamped the arms of the woman in front of it with both hands. Where the two touched, the frost spread down the sleeves towards the woman's shoulders.
Boom~
A muffled explosion sounded like fireworks in the room, and a puff of pale yellow smoke rose out of nowhere from where Mrs. Wisdell was.
After the smoke cleared, the woman had disappeared.
"Be careful, I can feel her nearby!"
Dolores reminded loudly.
At this time, it was only 10 seconds before Miss Miller blew the door open, and she was still standing there, while Dolores' guards behind her were still running towards here.
If analyzed from normal logic, then for Mrs. Wisdel, the best choice should be to quickly kill Dolores Stuart and escape quickly to avoid causing trouble, so Julia's attention Still on the princess.
When she noticed something strange in the air around Miss Miller, it was too late to remind her.
Mrs. Wisdel held up the machete and slashed towards Miss Miller. At least for this second, she thought she had succeeded.
As agile as a cat, Miss Miller turned slightly sideways to avoid the blade, before Mrs. Wisdel's abrupt mid-air slashing, she squatted down slightly and then jumped upwards, jumping at least 10 feet (about 3.048m) ).
She twisted her body in the air, and at the moment she began to fall, she kicked forward with inertia, kicking Mrs. Wisdel back into the warehouse.
She gracefully landed on the ground, also using [Cat's Grace], Miss Miller's usage is much more effective than Jenkins.
"It's impossible, why..."
"You have weakened my strength, but I can use the strength of others."
The card with Jenkins' portrait in her hand had been turned into powder. She took a deep breath, and a dark shadow appeared on her back.
Of course, what Miss Miller borrowed was only the power itself, not the identity of the savior. She found many interesting things in Jenkins' abilities, which showed that her previous speculation was correct.
"Then, please say goodbye to this world."