[Zhongyingmei] Hear the sound

Isn't Lorelai unable to bear Arnott's distraction?

Then he'd make it impossible for her to see anything but darkness forever!

Doesn't Lorelai like Arnott very much?

Then he will let her go to hell too, let them love each other and never separate!

look!

How kind he is!

Obviously his daughter died at the hands of the other party, but he still cared for the other party so intimately and fulfilled the other party's wish.

His kindness almost touched himself.

In fact, he actually clearly remembered what the girl said over and over again, "The whole world can't hurt you, Arnott."

Lorelei thinks so much of Arnott.

But Weasley was his world.

And he lost his whole world.

So how to bear it?

If the whole world can't hurt Arnott, then let him be abandoned by the world and drift away from the world.

Anyway, his most important thing has died, so what's the point of life or death?

"I'm going to kill you." Looking at the calm girl in front of him, he clenched the knife in his hand.

"For Weasley?" Arnott didn't seem nervous at all when she was being pointed at with a knife. She even replied lightly, "You should already know the truth, right? Who really killed your daughter?" murderer."

The moment he heard the word "murderer", the man's body trembled, but he had not killed anyone yet, and he still maintained a rare patience. After a moment of silence, he controlled his emotions and asked softly, "Do you want to kill someone?" say what?"

"You know that Lorelai is the murderer, but you didn't choose to take revenge on her, but chose to hunt me as the target, why?" The girl said slowly, "It's because I can't face the one in my heart who has been blaming you for not protecting me well. Weasley himself, or simply venting his anger, or venting his anger?"

I don't know if it was the word "Lorelai" that deeply stimulated his emotions. The man's originally calm face twisted instantly, his expression was ferocious and his tone was sharp, like a large formation that had been knocked down by a hive. Bee, "It's obviously all your fault, if it wasn't for you, Weasley wouldn't have died at all!"

"Shouldn't you be blamed for not protecting her well?"

What responded to her was the girl's indifferent chuckle, as if she had lifted his fig leaf mercilessly, conveying a mockery of him that hit his heart directly.

He gritted his teeth and looked at her, his eyes were full of malice. After a while, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, stomped his feet, and then he held the dagger that was about to be strangled by him , rushed towards her.

He had mustered up his courage, but he didn't have the momentum to kill.

Arnott just dodged to the side, and easily dodged the man's forceful thrusts.

"Does Mr. Fornodis really want to kill me? I can't see your aura." Arnott said softly, "You are hesitating. You are hesitant to kill me. Actually, you don't want to kill me, right? Anyway, you haven't had time to hurt me, now you can save me, Mr. Fornodis, I don't want to kill people, and neither do you, so why don't you get together and leave, let us forget about these few minutes What about you? Pretend you haven’t seen me, and I’ll pretend you haven’t seen you, how about it?”

But obviously her sincere advice was not contagious in the ear of the other party. The man holding the knife gasped on the spot, and before he could stand still for a second, he rushed towards her again. There was no anesthetic effect to drag him down. Arnott's dexterity points are obviously higher than the average level of normal humans. She easily dodged all the opponent's attacks, so within a few minutes, she was still not sweating at all, and the opponent was already panting, leaning against the wall and staring slightly. looked at her.

"How about reconsidering my proposal? I will not pursue your current actions, nor will I reveal that you are the one who asked me out today." Seeing that the other party did not rush towards her immediately, Arnott proposed again, "You It can also be seen that I did not take action against you. You are the family member of the victim Weasley, and Lorelei is my friend. In both aspects, it is impossible for me to take the initiative to do anything harmful. All, as long as you Stop now, and I can pretend nothing happened."

"Nothing happened?" The man sneered, "Yeah, nothing happened, you can pretend that nothing happened, but how could I do such a thing! Weasley is my most important People! Hers is my whole world! I want to avenge her!"

"You really want revenge? You really don't choose to give up?" Arnott asked one last time.

What responded to her was the man's unstoppable footsteps.

The girl sighed.

She asked so many times, but she was never asking the person opposite,

She is asking herself.

She clearly knew what choice the man opposite would make, but she still wanted to use the man in front of her to take the first step, whether to continue or retreat.

But the man chose to continue without hesitation.

Hatred is really something that easily deceives people, she felt a sigh of relief in her heart, then stretched her fingers, and with her movements, the ring on her index finger gradually revealed a narrow blade.

"Are you talking so much nonsense to delay time?" Fornodis sneered, "Today is destined to be your death!"

I really can't understand.

Obviously they don't have the ability to make the words they say come true, but they like to say some big words to bluff people, as if after saying these words, what they want to do can become reality.

But in this world, there has never been any good luck in being able to rely on fantasies to come true.

Arnott's movements are very agile, she is a professional fighter, and the elderly man Fornodis, who has never learned fighting, is not her opponent at all after she takes it seriously.

In addition, he only knows how to open and close the moves. From the beginning to the end, he only swung the knife in his hand with great strength, but the girl's movements were agile, not only dodged all his attacks perfectly, but also took the opportunity to scratch him. In many places, it can be seen that she has been restrained in her strikes, and several times she just cut the opponent's collar, without even touching the skin under the collar.

Her half-conceded attack style undoubtedly encouraged the man's desperate play, but in a few minutes, his body was already covered with injuries, and his clothes were ripped into strips, messy on the ground, but similarly, his attack style was also He has gained something, but in just a few minutes, he, who was always at a disadvantage, has successfully cut open the girl's cuffed clothes, and a light red color seeps out from the wound, which looks extremely shocking.

Arnott pulled her clothes up to cover the bleeding wound. The wound was not serious, so her actions would not be affected too much in a short period of time, but if the bleeding did not stop, the result would be hard to say up.

She was always hesitating whether to make a serious move.

She is always unwilling to be the next Crowe.

The imprisonment of Nierid, the deaths of Lorelei and Heraclo, these things reminded her all the time.And she didn't want to be that kind of person.

But she had to admit that in the process of fighting with men, she was actually very happy.

It is real "happiness", the happiness she can feel.

She understood almost instantly why Lorelai and Nierid were so obsessed with something that they couldn't extricate themselves, because in fact, if she hadn't kept restraining herself, she would have become one of them long ago.

This is the only happiness she can feel.

The blade cut across the fragile blood vessels and skin of human beings, so red wounds bloomed in the flesh color, and the blood gushed out like a spring, dyeing the pure white ground into a beautiful bright red.Their skin was originally a healthy red color, but gradually faded to pale with blood loss, their slender fingers showed sickness from the joints, and their eloquent mouths and sparkling eyes were closed forever.

So they died, at her hands.

This is something that can be obtained with supreme pleasure just by imagining it.

It is their instinct for ferocious beasts to maintain their appetite by preying on weak creatures.

And killing is her only spiritual food-so killing is her instinct-who can defy instinct?

Arnott hooked the corners of her lips, that smile was dangerous, as if she was only one step away from hell.

It's just killing people.

Human beings have been killing continuously since birth.

Cells, mosquitoes, meat, fur clothing...

All these resources that we enjoy come from various killings.

This is an unstoppable fight.

But if this is the case, why can't the target we are facing with our swords be an individual?

After instilling such thoughts in herself, Arnott's attack did not restrain herself just now, and she passed through fatal flaws several times, leaving many shocking wounds on the opponent, but if she cut her If you are more accurate, you may not be able to tell if there will be any wounds.

What kind of wounds are the wounds of the dead?

Kill Fornodis.

Kill him and you can enter the new world.

She seemed to hear the gatekeeper of another world leaning on her ear inviting her.

"I'm going to kill you!" In my ear, I could hear Fornodis's cries of not giving up.

She rushed up again and again, was injured again and again, and then repeated the process until her hands were a little sore.

She was starting to get tired, but the other party seemed to be still in good spirits.

The grief created by Weasley's death sustained him, and killing her was his only goal in the end, so he probably wouldn't give up until he died.

This is a big trouble—kill him now, but will it be over once and for all?

She heard a seductive voice ringing in her ears.