best villain

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Looking back now, it must have been 11 years ago that I met that child. .

In the filthy alleyway drenched by icy rain, the child was alone, shivering from cold and hunger, wrapped in someone else's discarded newspaper.

With just one glance, he can be sure that he has 'qualification'.

Yes, buried deep in my heart, it seems to be a strong desire that can devour other people's body and mind.

In terms of talent alone, he might be stronger than the current contractor, Luluko.

Even after a long time, the concept of time is almost lost.

That child is also the most outstanding rough stone... This is an out-and-out fact.

— geass.

Absolute power beyond common sense in the world.

If we say that what Luluzi possesses is the power to "dominate others".And that child's power is "perception".

The task of <. <. What is given is not only strength. <. Not sure either. <. This is a difficult principle to explain. <. is not affected by its effect.

Probably because of this, she will be regarded as the most special existence by that child.

"...Am I bored enough to pass the time with memories? What a poor way to spend time. It should be said that the man is to blame... You are wrong, this is just a casual remark, for For that man, no complaints of any kind can change his mind, to some extent, this is somewhat similar to Luluzi."

Pure white, a single room that can only be described by this word.

In addition to the necessary daily necessities, the only furniture is a bed, a tea table, and chairs.

Like a guinea pig locked in a research lab.

As the only living creature in the room, the girl lying on the bed in a large font was talking to herself to the ceiling.Although she didn't want to admit it, she was really in a bad mood.

"...Black tea? It's okay, I would rather have a seafood pizza than black tea."

It's like being persuaded to find something to do, and made a suggestion.

It's a pity that while the girl expressed her disinterest, she deeply missed the days of eating free food, four meals a day of pizza of various flavors, and doll pillows that can be exchanged for by collecting all the icons.

Damn, she only collected half of it.

At this moment, the automatic door made a 'beep' sound, and someone came.

As expected, even if she didn't look specifically, she could recognize the owner of the footsteps.

Thinking about it carefully, this guy has locked himself here for several days, and he came so late.The girl was in a slightly upset mood, not because she was angry, but because she was dissatisfied with the status quo of "being caught for no reason and then thrown aside and ignored".

The girl turned over lightly, turned her back to that person, pretending to be asleep.

Who does this guy think he is?It is arrogant to think of digging information from her now.

However, just as she was wondering with great interest whether that person would wake her up, she suddenly felt the bed sink, and unexpectedly, that person actually lay down.

The girl felt powerless.

In the long years, she has never met such a casual guy.

a long time--

"You are disturbing me."

"you are welcome."

"...You didn't come to sleep, did you?"

"Who knows?"

The bright green long hair that was close in front of her exuded a smell that was similar to the fragrance of flowers, mixed with the girl's body fragrance and passed into the nostrils.

But Ling Yi didn't have any distracting thoughts in his heart, he just looked at the ceiling, and then said:

"Someone sent me a letter today. I won't tell you the content. You should know the name of the sender. It's a male surname of the Chinese Federation called 'Mao'. As for why I think he is a male surname And people from the Chinese Federation, this is the news reported to me by the person I sent not long ago, but thanks to him, those people are currently being rescued in the hospital, and if there is no accident, you can see the figure of the angel tonight, really ...."

--interesting.

The girl heard this comment from behind.

His brows became more and more furrowed.

"So, you mean, he came after me?"

Although there was a hint of sarcastic rhetorical question, the tone remained calm as usual.

"I hope so."

"?"

Seemingly seeing through the girl's doubts, Ling Yi said with a smile:

"That way I can make up my mind to let him go to Marx."

Although he was smiling, his eyes were extremely cold, like ice that could not be melted.

After all, Ling Yi sat up from the bed.

The girl still turned his back to him, and he also turned his back to the girl.

The relationship between the two is extremely weird, as if separated by an invisible gully, but they can guess each other's mind.

"People have to pursue. But sometimes, people don't know that their pursuit has been equated with a word from the very beginning. That word is—to die." But when he heard the name 'Mao', his body still trembled slightly.This is the result of his close observation while lying in bed.

It's a bit disappointing to say it's 'as expected', and he wishes the guy who was trying to grab the cake would try harder. < On the body, how can you not be mentally prepared to 'die quickly'?

★

The time goes back to yesterday evening.

Tokyo Concession. Ashford Academy.

As the ace pilot of the Black Knights, Kallen was involved in almost every operation.The Shinjuku Incident, the Kawaguchi Conference, and even the Narita Range Battle two months ago, let alone large-scale military operations, even if there is no combat plan, she still has to go to the base to train for several hours.After all, the performance of the Red Lotus Type [-] is like a runaway horse. It is not enough just to control it. It is necessary to fully master all the performance of the machine and maximize it in the battle. Only in this way can it have a chance to defeat That white body.

Karen had already confirmed in advance that the classes in the afternoon were all irrelevant.

Although many girls still asked her if she was unwell, she finally got away with it with her rich experience.

Walking out of the school gate feels like unloading a heavy burden.

Seeing no one around, Karen unbuttoned her collar and let out a long sigh of relief.

Suddenly, Yu Guangdu saw someone on the street not far from the opposite side.If it was just a pedestrian, she wouldn't care, but she found that the man was holding a camera in his hand, looking furtive.

That person seemed to have noticed something, and before Karen could make a move, he turned around and ran away.

"A tabloid reporter? No, wait, what are the reporters doing here?" The more Karen thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. Seeing the man running away like a guilty conscience, she chased after him without even thinking about it.

Fortunately, she left school early, the school hadn't finished school yet, and there were not many pedestrians around.

Otherwise, with Karen's noble status, I'm afraid it will be exposed immediately.

For the first time, Karen was glad that she was wearing a school uniform, and the short skirt would not affect her actions in the slightest. Although it was very possible to show her naked body, she just had to catch that naked guy before being spotted by passers-by.

Soon, she cornered the man into a dead end.

It wasn't until this moment that Karen saw the man's face clearly.

A non-mainstream attire that seems to emphasize one's own style, a white one-piece bodysuit like a windbreaker. **The figure, the gray hair, and the strange combination of goggles and earphones on the face.

Such a man is looking at her with a smile at this moment.

It seems that the person who is cornered is not himself.

"What... were you doing just now?"

Kallen's tone was cold.

"That's right, what was I doing just now?"

The white-haired man's remarks were incomprehensible, and the smile on his face made Karen feel uncomfortable.

"I'm the one who asked the question, answer quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Karen took a deep breath, planning to make a quick decision.

"Oh? How are you going to teach me? With your fists? Or with your driving skills that you are proud of? Let me tell you first, I am not good at knightmare battles."

Instead, the man said happily.

However, as soon as the words came out.

Kallen's expression changed immediately, and she said in a deep voice:

"Who are you? Britannia's spy?"

While speaking, he took out a small and exquisite wallet from his pocket, and a blade immediately popped out with a light pinch, obviously using the principle of a switchblade.After all, it is impossible to bring a gun to school. For her, controlling knives is the most convenient weapon.

"Oh, oh, what a guy to be underestimated. No wonder you can gain the trust of Zero. Not only is Knightmare's driving talent excellent, but also his mind is so extraordinary? But, no matter what I say or not, you have already decided to subdue me, and then Send it to the base for interrogation? It’s really superfluous.”

The white-haired man shook his head bored.

Karen felt more and more troublesome. The man in front of her knew her too well, and her thoughts were completely seen through.

That being the case—

"It's better to advise you not to act rashly."

Just as Karen was about to make a move, the white-haired man said suddenly, and threw away the camera in his hand, took out a gun from the inside of his clothes and pointed it at her.

"Although I am very interested in Zero, the person I want to meet is not around Zero right now. So can you please be a bait honestly? As far as I know, someone cares about you very much Of course, I am not referring to Zero, but a super scary guy that no one can think of, including Zero."

"—Aren't you afraid?"

Karen stared at the man closely, but didn't dare to make any rash moves.

"Afraid? For me, there is only one thing that can make me fall into fear."

The man smiled brightly.

"But there's no need to tell you about it."

That same evening, a letter was delivered to the Governor's Office in the Consulate General. (To be continued.)