Crown Dead

"Just kidding, I'm actually farming."

"Silly B."

"Actually, I am a dragon knight."

"Silly B"

"Fuck"

Negotiations broke down completely, and it seemed that he couldn't get in in a serious manner.

Xian Yu turned around and was about to leave, but what she didn't expect was that just as she took a step forward, she heard the guard's request to keep her back.

"Wait a moment!"

—Hmph, you really want to keep me.

"The clothes on your body—why do you always think it looks like a prison uniform?"

"Farewell!"

The remaining strings fled.

Afterwards, Xian Yu walked around the city wall for half a circle, found a corner that seemed unguarded, and used Qiye to stick on the wall continuously, and climbed up like that.

"I'm coming in, Favna."

Xian Yu's tone was a little happy, saying that he was an assassin for so long, and it was the first time that he "sneaked into a city secretly", thinking about it, he was quite excited.

It's a pity that no one can share this excitement.Tia still doesn't know where she is Aaaaa, Ba Yuqian Anna and the others can't see each other for the time being, Favna has been in silent mode since she returned to her body, it seems that the injury is really serious.

"Forget it, anyway, let's collect information first. The ringing of the bell means that something has happened. Combined with Favna's panicked appearance, it is likely to be related to her master, the final boss of this singularity, the black village girl."

Xian Yu looked around, and wrapped a long white cloth around his body.

Don't wear something else - prisoner clothes - and you'll be called to the police.

Opt for a dark-toned cloak—clothing for beggars—and you'll be laughed at.

Opt for a pure white robe - Kingu's special garment - and it's perfect.

Although Xian Yu thought of this, he didn't think of the difference in temperament and appearance between himself and Jin Gu. After that, the "pure white ghost floating in the night" was another story.

"Go down first."

Taking a general look around, at the bottom of the fence seven or eight stories above the ground, Xian Yu saw a cart facing the straw.

——It’s up to you.

Open your hands, take off, make an eagle call for yourself, and turn around in mid-air!

Grandpa Newton is amazing.

"Damn it... the League of Assassins fooled me."

Xian Yu got his head out of the straw pile.Complaining while spitting straw out of his mouth.

"Then next...huh?"

Before he could find someone to ask, Xian Yu noticed a large group of people on a street not far away, discussing something bustling around a street.

After a long absence, he activated breath shielding, and Xian Yu mingled into the crowd.In the middle of the street, a carriage was slowly driving, and in the cage behind the carriage was a headless corpse trapped on a wooden stake.

"That is the body of the Dragon Witch?" "It should be true! I heard that the evil dragon Favna was also killed!" "What happened? Lord Joan of Arc will become the Dragon Witch... "

——…

Xian Yu frowned at the chatter of people around him.Leaving aside the chances of things like "the boss of the first singularity being killed and being paraded around the street as a headless naked corpse", the poor dead man in the carriage is obviously not a Heroic Spirit.

The singularity still exists here, and the real Joan of Arc is probably somewhere else.

The question is, is it in this city, or somewhere else?What is her position and what is her purpose?

While thinking about these questions, he inadvertently glimpsed another unremarkable carriage.

"...?"

The carriage was covered with a thick coarse cloth, but there was a smell of blood in it, and a blood stain was very inconspicuously stuck to the cloth.

Although there was no reason, Xian Yu still followed the guidance of instinct.

"Guuu-!"

The chest was trampled heavily, and the internal organs were about to be vomited out.

In a corner of the nameless city, the Dragon Witch was bound with chains and surrounded by a group of soldiers, who were occasionally violent.

The planned itinerary seemed to be that I would be taken to the nobleman's castle, but because of the private actions of escorting the soldiers, the carriage came to an inconspicuous corner, and five or six soldiers dragged me out roughly, looking at me There is not only killing intent in his eyes, but also a male-specific gaze.

"What kind of saint, the witch of the dragon, after all, isn't she just a woman that can be seen everywhere!"

"Don't confuse me with some saintess, that's too disgusting—it's just as ridiculous as yours."

Unsurprisingly, after the taunt, he was kicked hard in the abdomen again, but he laughed because of it, blood froth spit on the ground along his mouth, and the rust-like sweet smell filled his throat.

The soldiers gradually rushed over, and some of them even reached out to my armor.

It's pointless.