It is not safe for a young and beautiful woman to walk alone on the road at night. If the local security is not good and the black forces are rampant, it will be like a "moth-luring lamp" that lures all kinds of people with bad intentions.
Two people had already caught up with her. They wanted to pounce on her in one go where the police couldn't see her and there were few pedestrians.
The woman staggered with light steps and walked recklessly into the alley between the buildings. They were no longer willing to just steal the woman's handbag. No one would notice if she disappeared as just a tourist. The two men reached out to the woman with the idea of taking everything away from her, including her money, her body, and her entire life.
Here, no one would care even if I screamed.
That's what the men thought. But - they probably didn't expect that the woman was thinking the same thing.
Having experienced the ups and downs of life and living in the gray area of society, Liu Dao Lingxia has a deep understanding of the upper and lower levels, black and white. She has long been accustomed to these dark things that cannot be seen in the light, and knows how to deal with them.
Lingxia walked lightly, her pair of white sneakers making a slight squeaking sound as she stepped on the dark floor tiles, as if she was completely unaware of the greedy eyes behind her and the evil hands that were getting closer and closer.
"Ouch?" the man who stretched out his hand exclaimed.
He stretched out his hand, but for some reason he failed to touch the woman's shoulder. At that moment, he felt that he was trying to catch a ghost, which frightened him.
However, when he heard the "crack" of broken bones and felt the severe pain in his arm, he finally understood his condition.
The hand was broken, but why? The woman didn't turn around.
Before my reflexive thinking could come up with an answer, even more intense pain came over me.
"Aa ...
A huge force attacked the man's abdomen. With the terrifying feeling of all his internal organs churning, the man flew backwards and hit the walls on both sides of the road heavily.
"Huh?" The other man, who was a little slower and had not yet reached out his hand, stood there blankly.
He had no idea what was happening. As soon as his accomplice stretched out his hand, his arm was broken and he was sent flying.
You must be kidding, this is a scene from a fantasy movie.
What exactly happened
Did I encounter some evil spirit
"Ah" After a moment, the other man finally came to his senses. He and his group were just moths that were lured. Moths that fly into the fire will eventually burn themselves.
The man reacted and turned around and ran. He wanted to escape to the street and to the police, where he would be safe. In his panic, he didn't have time to think about whether the police could handle this kind of supernatural incident.
The moment he turned his head, the man felt a chill on his back, as if something sharp was pressing against him. He was very familiar with that feeling, it was the feeling of a dagger pressing against him, and he also liked to do this when he held someone hostage.
"Mom, can I eat him?"
An innocent, cute voice came from behind.
Although the man didn't understand what was being said, he didn't dare to move. He was afraid that if he moved, the dagger would pierce his body.
"No, Jack." Lingxia shook her head at the little Jack who had transformed from a spirit particle into a physical body, "They are still useful to mom."
"Got it, Mom." Jack nodded and moved the dagger away.
The man felt relieved when he found out that the person restraining him was actually a child. He used all his strength to kick Jack. He wanted to teach this ignorant child a lesson.
However, no matter how hard he kicked, he could not reach the child in front of him. It was not because little Jack did anything, but because he was grabbed by the back of the neck and lifted up high when he kicked, beyond the reach of his legs.
"Scum!"
The stern voice and cold gaze, along with increasing power and invisible fear, invaded the man's heart.
"Lingxia, although I, like you, do not agree with letting children kill people, I don't know what the point of keeping these two scumbags is."
The one who mentioned the man was naturally Altria. She was born in troubled times and governed a country. She hated this kind of scum. In troubled times, severe punishments should be used. She and her knights killed this kind of scum directly without mercy.
No, Altria, you and I are different. As long as Jack is happy, I can kill these rubbish. I will indulge the people I like unconditionally.
Lingxia did not say what was in her mind, because she knew that the noble Knight King would not agree with it, so she just replied calmly.
"I kept them for two main reasons. First, they could help us."
"Help us? Just these scumbags?" The look under the hood showed Altria's disdain. She threw the man in her hand to the side, hitting the unlucky guy who had been blown away by magic. Unlike ordinary servants who need to rely on the master to provide magic, Altria has the dragon gene. When not engaged in high-intensity combat, she can be self-sufficient in magic - the food in her stomach can also be converted into magic, but the efficiency is not high.
"There is no direct correlation between a person's ability and character. Scumbags also have value, don't you think so, gentlemen?" Lingxia took little Jack's hand, walked in front of the two scumbags, and smiled.
Even though they were seriously injured, the two were still distracted, but when they saw the child next to Lingxia who was playing with a dagger, their passion quickly cooled and they hurried to express their opinions.
"We are useful."
"Don't kill us."
"We have to go to Sighisoara urgently. Do you have any quick way? If so, I will not only not mind your offense, but also give you a good reward."
Lingxia said as she took out a stack of US dollars from her handbag, at least twenty of them. After years of ups and downs in the world, she knew very well how to deal with this bunch of scum.
"This is a deposit. With this, you can go out drinking or looking for women and enjoy yourself for a few days. If you don't want to, I won't force you. But - Jack, show your knife skills to mom, use this side of the fence."
"Okay, Mom." In the blink of an eye, Jack swung a dozen times, leaving thrilling marks on the wall, and the collapsed concrete debris splashed all over the two scumbags.
This kid is also a monster - the man who once thought of attacking Little Jack felt cold in his heart, and the other person felt the same way.
One of them was so powerful that he couldn't even see clearly when using a dagger, and the other had the strength to lift a person with one hand. These people were definitely not ordinary people. They might be ace killers trained by some underground forces. The two low-level people who lived on the streets could not afford to offend them.
On one side is green US dollars, on the other side is the threat to life. Given the moral integrity of such a scumbag, the answer is obvious.
"We have a solution."
"It will be done."
PS: "The Second Generation Case Files" has revealed more information. The Black Wing Prince of the Fate world was killed 2000 years ago. 1700 years ago was the key point when the Tsukihime world and the Fate world were completely separated. The soul particle transfer technology belongs to the field of magic. There is no concept of the sixth law of Dead Apostles in the Fate world.
PS2: According to this statement, Jian Shao's fan fiction has made a fundamental mistake - But, Magic Mushroom once said that the separation of Tsukihime and Fate does not count as "Fate strange fake", it is an unclear intersection of the two, that is to say, this is the world of "Fate strange fake".