Dawn of the Grey Tower

The continuous heavy punches made the little monster's body unable to continue floating in the air, but smashed to the ground, which also meant that he temporarily got rid of Flacragg's control. But that didn't matter, because a man's fist obviously helped him settle down better than a magic sword.

Especially when the man was hitting so hard that Atta, who was watching him, showed a subtle expression. It’s hard to imagine where the fierceness of inflicting pain on the opponent even if one’s own phalanx is interrupted comes from, but if you are a female swordsman yourself, let alone five years, someone has fooled you for five months. In five weeks, she might be out of anger.

But anger returned to anger, Atta still had to stop his behavior, and if he continued to fight, one of them would fall down. Considering the size of the monster and his screams when he was hit by a fist, it is not completely impossible to be beaten to death like this. That is not the result she wants to see, because with the man's fist again and again Next, the line between humans and demons seems to be gradually blurred.

In the process of blocking, the female swordsman noticed two things. The first was that the man recognized the identity of the monster at once, and he had no doubt that the ghost in front of him was the devil who had cursed him. Second, it is a demon, no matter how weak or small, it seems that he shouldn't be beaten like this with his fists.

"Stop! You must stop!" In view of the thin body of the sweeper, it is not difficult to get him off the devil, not to mention that most of his physical strength has been exhausted in the violence.

As for the demon who collapsed on the ground, not only did his eye sockets swell, but the wings on his back were also twisted like fractures. It seems that there is no need to worry about him escaping in a short time, but this miserable appearance even makes people feel sympathetic.

If you look at it as cheese, he must be able to judge some results from his own demonology, but Atta doesn't have such knowledge. She just thinks it seems reasonable that there are strengths and weaknesses in demons.

Besides, creatures in the natural world often master a method to continue the population. The monster in front of him is proficient in blindness and deception, and can also cast curses. It is unreasonable to say that he is completely incapable of survival.

"Ha...Ha..." The man gasped, his anger had been released from physical violence, but five years was long enough to turn his temporary anger into more enduring fuel.

Hatred is like charcoal. It doesn't look grand on the surface, but it can continue to release terrifying heat inside. Once the anger turns into hatred, the fire can no longer be extinguished easily.

It's just that Ata hasn't tasted the real anger yet, and it's even more impossible to understand what is the deep hatred, the kind of negative emotions that emerge from the depths of the bone marrow like fire are far from her.

She couldn't understand what was deeper than anger in the man's eyes, but it didn't hinder her next action. After separating one person and one demon for a while, she drew out the demon sword again and put it on the devil's neck.

"Tell me, can you lift the language curse on him?" This is the most important thing right now. As long as the sweeper can speak normally, the devil can deal with it afterwards.

"The curse of language? Puff, does he really think so? Ahahaha! I can't lift the curse, because there is no curse at all!" The monster laughed harshly, but his words were under the effect of the oathbreaker. it is true.

"You're nonsense!" the man growled in a low voice, and he was about to rush over again. But the female swordsman stretched out a hand in time to stop him, turned her head and continued to question the devil.

"If there is no curse on him, why is he unable to speak normally? Don't tell me that he is born to stutter. A person who is born to stutter can't finish the spell that summons the devil."

"Oh, that's right. People who are born with poor stuttering really can't learn most of the spells. It's just that they don't stutter at birth, don't stutter at ten, and don't stutter at twenty. How can they be guaranteed that he will not stutter at 21? The human behind you, he blamed all the mistakes on me, but why did he summon the devil on the eve of becoming an official mage? Why did he willingly serve for five years when he was scared by me? Hey, don't you find it interesting?"

"This..." Atta's words were choked. She had only seen depression, decadence and other emotions in the man before. Those emotions were too strong to reveal other colors at all.

But now she can only see something dark red on her body that is stronger than anger, and it is still difficult to see this person's emotional state. This is why the fairies always avoid those emotionally charged people, and their vision will be invalid on these people.

"The answer is very simple, you don't need to ask, I'll tell you! Because he is a coward, softie, trash, and villain! Hahahaha, he wants the devil to help him pass the exam because he has no confidence in becoming a mage. After he failed, he immediately gave up struggling because he didn't think he could fight me. He willingly swept here for five years in the doubts of all his acquaintances, because he believed that those people didn't know that he was cursed and blamed him! Hahaha! Is there a guy more ridiculous than this? Self-blaming, selfish, blaming and giving up lightly, if it weren't for him to be so ridiculous, how could I waste time on this waste?"

"Enough." The power of the magic sword blocked the devil's throat, making him unable to spit out the venomous mockery.

But the ridicule that had already poured out had pierced the man's body like a sharp sword, and he looked forward blankly, his legs could hardly be supported and he would fall down. The devil's light words revealed the cruel truth.

There is no curse, stuttering is just his escape from reality, the shackles he puts on himself.

The female swordsman felt confused, she did not understand why she would be involved in such a farce. In her eyes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has uncomfortable parts whether it is a man or a devil, and she doesn't want to continue wasting time on them.

But looking at the proud face of the devil, she couldn't help but ask the question she wanted to know, "Is it fun to watch others suffer? Do you feel happy about it all the time for five years? ?"

The devil laughed a few times and wanted to give an affirmative answer. But the magic of the oathbreaker stopped his laughter abruptly, and then his expression changed, and he pinched his neck with his hands to stop the vocalization, but still said,

"I am not paying attention to this mortal every moment, I am assisting most of the time...no...it can't be said, I am assisting...damn...the silent, I am assisting the silent! No!

In front of Atta and the man, the little devil's red body began to melt like heated butter. After he said the wordless person, the melting began to spread from his mouth.

They didn't have time to stop, and after a few seconds, only a puddle of fishy pus remained on the ground.

The female swordsman blinked and looked at each other, "I think, at least this is a solution to your problem."