Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

"Ahem, the title of the book is wrong."

"What should I do to save you, my mom under the snow"

To be honest, I haven't read this book, but I do know the author, and I know it in real life, so I don't worry about accidents, but speaking of it...the combination of spring things + passers-by has become more and more recently, if you are interested Go check it out.

NO.53: Now, your name is Sakuya.

(Running in free time when you can’t code, the pain of running...)

"I am you, you are me... you, do you want to betray now?"

The blue-eyed, black-haired girl who was once dismissed as the child of the devil backed away in fear, afraid of the "person" who said those words to her.

Red pupils and silver hair, monster-like windbreakers, windless and automatic, violent and sinister eyes exuding jet-black will, although the temperament style and even the hair color and pupil color are different, but the two have the same face.

"No, I don't, I just...want to be free"

"Freedom? Aren't you free now? You are me, I am you, I know what you want to do! Do you want to abandon the past? The pleasure of killing! The pleasure of venting hatred! Those who hurt you, let them die! We That's how you came here! And now, you actually want to throw down the knife!"

"No, I haven't thought about it that way."

The girl retreated to the end, but she couldn't take another step back even though there was no wall. At this step, she calmed down instead, and gently denied it.

"No?"

Her words made the monster stunned, and the windbreaker with its fangs and claws stopped swinging. She and it were one person, and she could feel the truth of what the other said, but this made it even more puzzled.

"You actually said no!"

Sprinting forward with a sharp weapon in hand, the monster became angry from embarrassment.

But the next moment, it stopped, looking at the small knife stabbed in the abdomen, it was certainly not a fatal part, but it was enough to hurt it.

He raised his head and looked at the other person's silver hair, his azure blue eyes narrowed into arcs because of the smile, it didn't know that it could smile so warmly.

"The necessary skill for a maid is killing people."

"..."

Hearing this retarded speech, the monster remained silent.

"I'll be back, just give me the chance."

After a while, maintaining the posture of being stabbed, the monster said so.

"By then you should have ceased to exist."

Looking at herself with black hair and red eyes, she said with a smile.

"……"maybe.

The monster turned into a black quagmire and collapsed on the ground.

……

The chaos in London has been covered up by the Holy See, but as soon as you come here, the problem of London that has lost so many people is very obvious.

The blood clan reformer Rayleigh Gangelo was officially defined as a blood clan rebellion. He was beheaded by the night watchmen. He belonged to the rebellious dark race and was hunted down by the Eternal Night Guard led by the blood god guard Chris Occam. Here Above all, the news of the death of the two blood god guards is also sad for the blood race.

Among the basic people, the only thing confirmed by all 'people' is that the scarlet crescent moon may not come back, but the blood clan has an extra night watchman.

The loss of two Blood God Guards who were not active but still running around, and the addition of a night watchman who was bluffing and lacked an unknown position, this is not something to be happy about, even if Rayleigh Gangolo was accused of betraying the blood clan, but Most of the old monsters were skeptical, and only young people fanatically supported the Night Watchman, without even thinking about whether the Night Watchman was on their side.

"The scarlet crescent won."

"Old Rayleigh is still too old to die."

"Isn't that monster aging?!"

"He said back then that he was an eternal warrior."

In the brightly lit room illuminated by the magic lamp, dark figures that cannot penetrate into the room stood in a row. They were composed of dark magic elements, and their colors did not represent personal will, just because the dark elements in this room were strong enough.

"Just don't provoke him. We Tremere only need to pursue the goals we want to pursue."

"In theory, it is, but you forgot one thing. He is also a member of the Magic Association. Even if it is just a name, he has some friendship with Hillis."

"Then don't let him know."

"It's not a big problem. Our stage is America, and he can't control it yet."

"Then there is only one question left, what is the outcome of the negotiations with Archbishop Keshir?"

"No problem, we just need to force the knowledge family out."

"Then, the meeting is over."

Several black human figures instantly disintegrated into turbulent streams and dissipated in the air, leaving only one real person walking out with pupils as red as blood.

"It's out of control, but don't forget what kind of attribute old Rayleigh summoned the great demon..."

Since a demon lord with a rare attribute of fate will be defeated, the opponent must have an ability related to fate. It is not known whether the scarlet crescent moon with that ability can hide it from the past.

On this point he is not optimistic.

"We still have to look for the possible weaknesses of Scarlet Crescent." Sighing like this, the man really didn't have much hope, the information was pitifully scarce, and the moment the other party appeared, he felt that the success rate of the plan was slim.

Steadily walking towards the door, the man patted the door, and all the magic lamps cut off the supply of magic power.