I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

It is not a safe thing for a young and beautiful woman to walk "alone" on the road at night. If the local public security is not good and black forces are rampant, it will be like a "moth lamp", luring all kinds of people with evil intentions to fly away.

Two people were already following her. They wanted to pounce on them where the police couldn't see them and where there were few pedestrians.

The woman staggered with light steps and entered the alley between the buildings without any plan. This is no longer the case where they just give up after stealing a woman's handbag. If a tourist disappears, no one will notice. Money, body, and the whole life, the two of them reached out to the woman with the idea of ​​taking all these away from her.

If you were here, no one would care even if you screamed.

That's what men think. But - they probably didn't expect that this woman was thinking about 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 top and bottom, black and white. She has long been accustomed to these shady darkness and knows how to deal with them.

Lingxia's steps were light, and a pair of white sneakers stepped on the dark floor tiles, making a slight squeaking sound. It was as if she was completely unaware of the greedy eyes behind her and the sinful hands that were getting closer and closer.

"Ouch?" The man who stretched out his hand exclaimed.

The hand he stretched out failed to touch the woman's shoulder for some reason. At that moment, he felt that what he was going to catch was a ghost, which frightened him.

However, when he heard the "click" sound of broken bones and felt the severe pain in his arm, he finally understood his situation.

The hand was broken, but why? That woman clearly didn't turn around?

Before reflexive thinking could produce an answer, more severe pain invaded.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?"

A huge force invaded the man's abdomen. Amidst the terrifying feeling that all the internal organs were tumbling, the man flew out and hit the walls on both sides of the road heavily.

"Huh?" The other man, who moved a little slower and hadn't had time to reach out, stood there blankly.

He had no idea what was happening. As soon as his accomplice reached out, his arm was broken, and then he flew up.

It’s a lie, this is a scene only found in fantasy movies.

In the end what happened?

Could it be that I encountered some evil spirit?

"Ah..." After a moment, the other man finally came back to his senses. He and his crew are nothing more than seduced moths. Moths fluttering into the flame will eventually catch fire and burn themselves.

The man who reacted turned around and ran away. He wanted to escape to the street, to the police, where he would be safe. In his panic, he had no time to think about whether the police could deal with such a supernatural incident.

The moment he turned his head, the man felt a chill on his back, as if he was pressed against something sharp. He was very familiar with that feeling. It was the feeling of a dagger against someone. He also liked to do this when he was holding 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 penetrate his body.

"No, Jack." Lingxia shook her head at little Jack who transformed from a spirit child into a physical entity, "They are still useful to mother."

"Got it, Mom." Jack nodded and removed the dagger.

Discovering that the person who restrained him was actually a child, the man suddenly felt relieved. He used all his strength, raised his legs and kicked Jack. He wanted to make this ignorant child look good.

However, no matter how hard he kicked, he could not touch the child in front of him. It wasn't that little Jack did anything, but that the moment he kicked, someone grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him up, beyond the reach of his legs.

"Scum!"

The awe-inspiring voice and cold gaze, accompanied by increasing power and invisible fear, invaded the man's heart.

"Lingxia, although I, like you, don't agree with letting children kill people, I don't know what the use is of keeping these two scum."

The person who mentioned men was naturally Arturia. She was born in troubled times and was running a country. She hated such scum. In troubled times, a heavy code should be used. She and her knights would kill such scum directly without mercy.

No, Arturia, you are different from me. As long as Jack is happy, these trash will be killed. I will unconditionally indulge those I like.

Lingxia didn't say the words in her heart, because she knew that the King of Knights would not agree with her noble words, so she just replied calmly.

"I keep them mainly for two reasons. First, they can help us."

"Help us? Just these scum?" Arturia's eyes under the hood showed her disdain. She threw the man in her hand to the side, hitting the unlucky guy who had previously been blasted away with her magic power. Unlike ordinary servants who need to rely on their masters to provide magic, Arturia possesses the dragon factor and can be self-sufficient in magic power without engaging in high-intensity battles - even by eating what is in her stomach. Converted into magic power, but not very efficient.

"There is no direct correlation between a person's ability and his character. Scum is also valuable, are you right? Two gentlemen." Lingxia held Little Jack's hand, walked up to the two scum, and smiled.

Even though they were seriously injured, the two of them were still distracted for a while, but when they saw the child beside Lingxia who kept playing with a dagger, their blood quickly cooled down and they hurriedly expressed their opinions.

"We're useful."

"Don't kill us."

"We have an emergency to go to Sighisoara. Do you have any quick way? If so, not only will I not mind your offense, but I will also give you a good reward."

Lingxia said as she took out a stack of U.S. dollars from her handbag, at least twenty. After years of ups and downs, she knew exactly how to deal with these scum.

"This is a deposit. With this, you can go drinking or find women and enjoy yourself for a few days. If you don't want to, I won't force you. Just - Jack, show your mother your sword skills. Use the wall over here.”

"Okay, Mom." In the blink of an eye, Jack swung out more than a dozen knives, leaving thrilling marks on the wall, and the collapsed concrete debris splashed all over the two scum.

This kid is also a monster - the man who once thought about attacking little Jack felt cold, and the other man felt the same way. .

One of them can't even keep up with his eyes when playing with daggers, and the other has the strange strength to lift people up with one hand. This group of people is definitely not ordinary people. Maybe he was an ace killer trained by some underground force. The two of them, two low-level people working on the street, would definitely not be offended.

There are green dollar bills on one side, and threats to life on the other. With the moral integrity of a scumbag, the answer is obvious.

"We have a solution."

"It must be done."

PS: The "Second World Incident Book" broke the news again. The Blackwing Lord in the Fate world was killed 2000 years ago. 1,700 years ago was the key point when the world of Tsukihime and the world of Fate were completely separated. Spirit 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, the fanfic of Zhai Shao has made a fundamental mistake - But, Magic Mushrooms once said that the separation of Tsukihime and Fate does not count as "Fate Strange Fake", which is an ambiguity between the two. The intersection of , which means this is the world of "Fate strange fake".