In the evening, on the edge of the cliff, the cold wind blew Tazmi's broken hair.
Tazmi looked at the tombstone in front of him with a lonely expression. Iyeas's death had hit him hard, so much so that he has not yet come out of the shadows.
"Aren't you asleep yet? Tazmi."
Hill's whisper came from behind Tazmi. Tazmi hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said slowly,
"I became happy when I thought that I could resurrect Iyeas, but it still didn't work. Sure enough, I still haven't changed at all, and I'm still as useless as usual."
A tear slipped down Tazmi's cheek, her figure trembling slightly.
"Tazmi."
While talking, Hill pulled Tazmi into his arms. Feeling the warmth, Tazmi froze in place.
"Tazmi, although I can't understand your feelings, I know you are in pain, so just cry. I won't tell anyone."
"Is this really okay?"
"it does not matter."
Hill gently touched Tazmi's forehead and whispered into Tazmi's ear.
This whisper broke through Tazmi's last line of defense. Big tears flowed down Tazmi's cheeks. At this moment, he looked more like a 15-year-old boy.
Ye Hui was behind a big tree not far away. It was unknown whether it was the characteristics of the Night Angel or the strengthening of his sixth sense. He had gained the ability to feel negative emotions.
Just now, Ye Hui felt a huge negative power and thought it might be the member of the night attack, so he saw this scene out of curiosity.
He exhaled a breath of smoke and used the big tree next to him to put out the cigarette. Ye Hui was not good at comforting others, so he chose to leave.
…
The next day, in the imperial capital, in the meeting palace, a young man with purple hair sat on the throne. Next to him was a bloated man who did not look old. In front of them were a group of ministers, Fas Also among them.
The purple-haired boy is the little emperor of the current empire, and the bloated man is the most powerful official in the current empire, Minister Ornest, and is the ultimate target of the night raid force's assassination.
"Your Majesty the Emperor, the Iron Armored City has been breached, and two more generals have defected to the rebels. The rebels are forming an extremely large force. We should..."
"Don't panic! They're just a mob in the south. They can be dealt with at any time. The more rebels gather, the easier it is to deal with them. Is that okay, minister?"
The little emperor swung his emperor's cloak. If you ignore his last sentence, the whole process still has a bit of emperor's style.
"As expected of His Majesty the Emperor, he is indeed extremely calm."
Ernest chewed the raw meat stained with blood and looked at the little emperor with relief.
"Compared to the southern defense forces, the rats that were so close were even more hateful. They not only assassinated the guard captain Oka, but also killed Zanko and took away the Teigu."
Onetus tore off a piece of raw meat stained with blood, his face looking hideous.
"It's time to call Esdeath back."
Ernest seemed to realize his gaffe and said seriously.
When they heard that Esdeath was being recalled, all the ministers couldn't help but exclaimed. Only Faas and a few contractors were laughing.
"Isn't there General Buda in the imperial capital?"
Upon hearing that Esdeath, the god of death, was to be recalled, a minister quickly spoke.
"Use General Butuo to destroy the traitors. Do you want General Butuo to humiliate himself?"
Face, who was wearing a robe, said sternly that he had been silent before because he didn't want to confront that old Yin coin, Ernest.
Several contractors, headed by Faas, nodded in agreement. They were eager for Esdeath to come back quickly and form a hunter unit to fight against the night attack.
"Fas, how's the talent thing going?"
"Six official team members and two substitutes have been selected, and all of them are affiliated with the empire, and they are all Teigu users."
"Oh, it only took three days to find so many talents within the empire's system. Not bad, not bad. Then I will make you the captain of this army. What do you think?"
Ernest looked at Fass with a "pleased" expression. This seemingly appreciative expression actually made Fass shiver. He had a premonition that if he dared to agree, he would never see the sun tomorrow. .
"The fate that this unit bears is too heavy. My subordinates are incompetent and unable to do the job. Please choose another one, Lord Ernest."
Faz spoke quickly, trying to create a character who didn't love authority, otherwise he would die.
"In that case, it's up to you to recommend a candidate."
After hearing this, Fasi seemed to have received amnesty, and showed a pretentious look, but in fact he was suppressing the tension in his heart. In just a few words, he had already jumped around the hell gate repeatedly.
"If I choose one, it must be General Esdeath."
Face said, very satisfied with his words. After all, in the original work, it was Esdeath who led this army.
"You set up the team, and it's not okay to transfer it to others casually. Think about it."
The little emperor wondered aloud. Although he was Ernest's puppet, it did not mean that he had no real power. At least the most powerful [Supreme Imperial Equipment] could only be activated by the little emperor. Now he is just undeveloped and brainless. Just trust Ernest.
"Your Highness the Emperor, although I am the one who organized the team, I have not even met the official members of the team, so it does not affect the transfer."
Fasi thought this was still a test from the minister, and quickly expressed that the army had nothing to do with him.
Otherwise, God knows what this old Yin coin would do to seize power. The death of the previous emperor was planned by Ernest.
"Since Aiqing has said so, let me make you the deputy captain of the hunter unit. This will not bury your hard work."
The little emperor smiled and spoke. Faas was very frightened when he heard this. He tried his best to distance himself from the hunter troops and Esdeath, but who knew that he would come back again.
"The emperor has given the order, but you still don't thank me!"
The minister standing next to the little emperor also returned to his usual serious expression, with a pair of shining eyes that made Fasi's hair stand on end.
"Thank you, His Majesty the Emperor."
Face knelt down on one knee, put one hand on his chest, and performed an imperial salute, with a smile on his face and MMP in his heart.
…
At the night attack base, in the training ground, two figures holding wooden swords were fighting each other.
when.
The wooden swords clashed with each other, the strong wind roared, Ye Hui and Chi Tong exerted their strength at the same time, both of them were as motionless as a mountain.
The two of them knew that such a fight would be fruitless, so the blade deflected, and while they exchanged positions, they stopped.
"The victory is decided!"
Brand, who was the referee, shouted loudly. Just as Ye Hui and Chi Tong were staggering, Ye Hui's wooden knife slashed across Chi Tong's chest, and Chi Tong also scratched Ye Hui's lower abdomen at the same time.
"draw!"
"No, I lost."
Ye Hui looked at his slightly red belly. If the knife had been Murasame's, he would have been dead.
After the Battle of Iron Armor City, Ye Hui gained the authority to run away at will, but unfortunately, he was wanted.
"Black Death, this title suits you very well, Dark Night."
Lubbock took Zhan Xin's wanted notice and came to Ye Hui's side with a smile. After speaking, he didn't forget to tease Ye Hui if he wanted to go to his bookstore.
"Lubbock, as a male in the stronghold, your melee capabilities need to be improved."
Ye Hui walked towards Lubbock with a 'concerned' smile. Just as Lubbock was about to run away, he felt his neck tighten and found that his feet had left the ground.
Lubbock looked back tremblingly and found that it was Brand who was holding him by the back collar and lifting him up.
"Lubbock, as a man, you must have the blood to be unafraid of any danger."
Brand raised his thumb and bared his teeth, which were so white that they reflected the light. Lubbock looked at the approaching Ye Hui tremblingly, looking up to the sky and roaring.
"No!!!"
A few minutes later, Lubbock was lying on the training field with his head covered with bruises, shaking from time to time.
"Lubbock, your melee combat ability is too weak."
Chitong squatted in front of Lubbock, showing a pair of beady eyes and making up for it. Hill, who saw this scene from the side, laughed softly.
"Boss gathers us."
Just when everyone was still in their warm daily routine, Leonai's voice came from a distance, and all members of the Night Raid group invariably put away their smiles and showed serious expressions.
(End of chapter)