The devil is too popular

【We're going to smash civilization so we can create better things for the world. 】

When Jie Ai woke up, Jason was reading this sentence. She lay on the bed, quietly listened to this sentence, and then thought about it.

She sat up on her hands.

"It's not bad... so you are such an ambitious guy?"

"It's not..." Jason said, paused again, and looked at her hesitantly.

Jie Ai is usually a cheerful, maybe a bit overly cheerful, beautiful girl who shines like the nuclear fusion that is constantly happening on the surface of a star.

Even if countless light years are separated, the light from her smile can guide people in the dark night, but once she gets close, her anger will burn the entire earth up in an instant.

It's such a scary girl who said 'never let that person walk on the street', she was still a little tired when she first woke up.

Jie Ai sat quietly, her long black hair draped behind her back, rubbing her eyes with one hand.

Jason found that even if this person was a poor sleeper and rolled on the bed all night, making the whole sheet crumpled, when she woke up in the morning, her hair didn't have any split ends or dryness, it was just like Like satin.

She looked at Jason with half-drowned eyes. Sometimes this expression could be interpreted as sleepy, and sometimes it could be interpreted as she was on the verge of anger.

If Jason talked to her at this time, she might have to wait a few seconds before she could react.

"No." He said, erecting the cover of the book in his hand, "I didn't say that sentence, it's a sentence in this book."

"That's it." Knot love said.

It took a few seconds for her to understand what had happened, and she nodded again.

She slowly stood up on the bed, and tentatively jumped on the spring princess bed, letting the gravity of the earth and the sense of weightlessness manipulate her small body.

By the time she landed on the bed and finally regained her balance, she was fully awake.

Jason wasn't sure if Heroic Spirit needed to wash her face and mouth, but she looked the same as she did before going to bed last night, she was radiant, and her hair was shining with brilliance.

She's beautiful, but you don't want to reach out to her - you're afraid of getting her dirty.

"[We're going to smash civilization so we can create something better for the world.]"

Jieai repeated the words she heard when she woke up.

As if to prove that she was completely freed from the sweet magic of sleep, she said, with her trademark little devil smile on her face.

"Whether you came up with it or not, it still made me hear something good."

"Okay. Use it!"

"what?"

Jason didn't want to know what this little witch would use this sentence for.

During the day is free time for riders.

Heroic Spirit is the highest combat strength known in the world. Even the cadre of the port mafia who had some kind of connection with the gods, who seems to be called Zhong, can only draw with him. This is still in the case that he has not released the treasure.

But his master doesn't seem to be ready to use his power, or Atsushi Nakajima himself is enough to deal with all emergencies that don't involve his wishes.

After being summoned, rider has never participated in those bloody suppressions and massacres. If this is due to the self-esteem of his master: he does not want his own affairs to involve other people, then what Atsushi Nakajima obeys and hates That person, the leader of the port mafia who seems to use all the available items to the end also condoned this, made people puzzled.

Maybe it's because he has a deeper plot for the rider, maybe he also obeys a medieval warning: my vassal's vassal, not my vassal.

Rider has no interest in these things, he puts his life on his own weapons, and he has little interest in the kind of wise men who have exhausted their tricks.He had fought side by side with a very good strategist during his lifetime, but he really didn't get along with him.

But no matter what, now the rider didn't receive any orders, just walked casually, the battle was after that.

Atsushi Nakajima said the battle time is 'afternoon', to be precise, it should be dusk: In order to ensure the concealment of the Holy Grail War, battles cannot be held during the day.

Rider wanted to laugh when he heard this sentence. Fights cannot be held during the day, so yesterday I felt that creepy, almost irreversible [Death] like the golden scissors that cut the thread of fate in the hands of the three goddesses of fate. Where does the breath come from?

But in retrospect, it was indeed close to dusk.He made a cut, suppressed his vigorous fighting spirit, accepted this, opened the door and went out.

"Then I'll go out and have some fun by myself."

Although he was looking for some fun, there was nothing interesting in what he saw. For him, the modern Yokohama was not much different from the city-state era of ancient Greece.Maybe there is more or less a gap in technology, but the civilization of the Age of Gods is not as prosperous as it used to be.

All modern weapons, even if nuclear weapons and bombs are added, are just a fraction of what the gods used to play when they were having trouble.At best, they can only be regarded as having their own merits.

The only thing that makes a rider feel novel is the people.

They are people, not soldiers. Along the way, there are some unsuspecting faces in peacetime who are only troubled by some small concerns.This point has changed a lot since then.

In that era, even the most beautiful girl, holding a crock of milk and walking home, still worried about the safety of her father and brother who were fighting outside.

They are used to the corpses being carried into the city every day.I am also used to blood debts.

But if it is here, the blood debt should be thrown into prison.

Thinking about it, rider smiled slightly.

But it's better not to think too much about the past.Anyway, he's dead.

Thinking leisurely, the rider maintained the state of reishi, looking at everything around him wantonly when no one could see him.

"...!"

As he turned a corner, his eyes widened and his muscles tensed.

He hasn't seen the scene behind the corner yet, it's not the sight, but some kind of premonition.

Based on the experience of walking between life and death countless times, combined with the sense of hearing, smell, and even touch of sunlight and humidity, all the senses are gathered together to form a premonition that belongs only to the warrior.

He was terrified by the extreme sense of danger, as if he was facing his own natural enemy, his heartbeat almost stopped, replaced by an extremely vigorous fighting spirit rising deep in his heart and flowing in his blood.

I never expected to meet such a good opponent in this era... Accepting the call was indeed the right choice!

"..."

When he realized it again, he was already tightly holding a black sharp gun in his palm.The clothes also changed from the casual clothes that they were forced to put on when they came out to the original armor. The huge magic power from the goddess mother was affected by the owner's passionate emotions, and at this time it was radiating unscrupulously towards the surroundings like the sun's rays.

If it wasn't for the fact that he is now in the form of a spirit child, it would definitely cause a big commotion.

Even an unsuspecting domesticated rabbit would run away from the rider at this time, because this is the sense of awe for the powerful that is engraved in the blood.

"..."

He sensed countless gazes.

He broke away from the presence of the enemy who was too existent and thus blinded other people's perception. He looked around, only to find pairs of terrified eyes facing him.

Unknowingly, the rider has left the state of spiritualization, and stepped on the ground in a solid form.

People came and went around, surprised at this young man who suddenly appeared and was obviously dressed in an unconventional manner.

They felt their hearts beating uncontrollably and their feet trembling, as if they were reminding themselves to run away quickly.

In an ordinary city, if a suspicious person appears on the street, someone will definitely call the police or scream.But this is Yokohama, the magical city after all. Residents here have faced life-and-death crises at least three times in their lives. They have rich experience in dealing with dangers that normal people cannot understand.

"..."

In less than 3 minutes, without saying a word, the pedestrians on the street were evacuated.

This made there no longer any obstacles between the rider and the girl.

No, even if he doesn't show up, there won't be a single person within three meters of this girl.

In a sense, girls are more conspicuous than riders, and beauty is always more powerful and terrifying than force. Rider used to spend his life under the solid walls of Troy for no reason because of this beauty, or the whole of Greece at that time.

The war lasted a full 10 years, which cannot be said to be without rancor.When everyone mentioned the reason for the war, the kidnapped Helen would only hum with contempt and resentment.She bears a blood debt to everyone that cannot be repaid.

But when Helen stood on the walls of Troy, even the moribund elders bowed, admitting that she was indeed worthy of the suffering and blood of so many—that of all mortals she was most like an immortal god.

"Nevertheless," they said, "beautiful as she is, let her sail away, so that she may not be a curse to us and posterity."

These words were read by the rider after he was summoned and flipped through the epic about his history. He had never met Helen before, and he had no feeling for the beauty that could even move the God of Eros.

But now he looked at the girl.It's just a side face, but I feel that if it was for her, the elders would definitely not say those words, and the Trojan War could continue for another 10 years.

She is so beautiful, but even before the pedestrians evacuated, no one cast their eyes on her, as if they regarded her as some kind of natural phenomenon, and they must have used magic to suppress their own sense of existence.

But when they fled, no one approached her within a three-meter radius.It's as if a mortal who is subject to birth, old age, sickness and death, who will bleed, naturally taboos the gods they can't see, but know that they do exist.

The girl stood there alone, leaning forward slightly, looking at the apples on the stall with some curiosity.

"..."

Sensing the rider's gaze—even if she wasn't a warrior, she couldn't ignore this gaze simply as a girl—she turned her face slightly.

"..."

His breathing stopped completely.

He saw the real face of disaster.Not because of fear of death, but because of fear of another bigger thing, he could hardly hold the spear in his hand.

For her, the Trojan War could not be fought. Rider overturned his previous thoughts without hesitation.

I would never let anyone take her away from me.

"You, hello!"

"Such a silly opening sentence, even Tony can't say it." After meeting for 5 minutes, thinking of the scene just now, Jie Ai still couldn't help laughing.

No, it's better to say that it's because it's Tony that I can't say it.

He should be more inclined to express his emotions with the sword than to say hello.Any woman who is not a god and of the same race will die quickly and neatly when facing Tony's magic sword, and there is no way to curse after she dies. This way of greeting is too abrupt.

But for Jie Ai, this way of greeting is very simple and clear. When she faces the sword, she will choose whether to use the magic she summoned for the next one, or to hide like a bird. open.From this, it is logical to decide how to deal with Tony's invitation to fight next-he really invites a fight every time he sees Jie Ai, whether to fight back or adopt a policy of ignoring.

The blood of the godslayer flowing in her body reminded her that it is best to fight back, but sometimes, Jie Ai also felt that girls should be more reserved when dealing with other people's courtship. (Betting on your life and connecting with each other through fighting, although Tony said it was a discussion between close friends, but for knot love, it is really just a man's courtship of a woman. She looks at Tony like watching a dog licking ——After all, she is a super beautiful girl who has met 5 gods since she became a godslayer, and 4 of them have proposed to her).

Compared with Tony's cool way of greeting, which only appears in light novels (because it will be called to the police if it appears in reality), the young man's "You, hello!"

He seems to be over the age of a high school student. If you want to compare it, he is about the age of a college student, and he is still so red when talking to girls.I really want someone to pat him on the head affectionately and say, 'Brother, you should go whoring at least once. "

But looking at the young man in front of her, Jie Ai could feel the longing for herself from his eyes in a trance.

She smelled some familiar scents from the young man.

"The scent of the gods...?"

She originally thought that such a thing should not exist in this world, because this world is really too small.

Size does not refer to volume, which is no different from the earth in the original world, but refers to something more obscure, like the depth of the world.If Jie Ai does its best, the world will be broken, and it cannot accept too much power.

However, at this time, a god appeared in front of Jie Ai.

"Hoohoohoo."

The blood of the godslayer is ready to move.She looked at him and smiled slightly.

"But it seems like it's daylight now?" she asked.

"Although summoning the night is not something I can't do, but it's like eating the fruit of the season, so don't let me do such confusing things, don't ripen the flowers in advance Bar."

"Let's not fight, let's get along friendly?"

Before Jie Ai finished speaking, a burst of light passed, and the armor on the opposite side changed back to casual clothes

"..."

He remained silent and nodded vigorously.

As she said that, because there was no one in the stall in front of her, Jie Ai naturally picked up an apple, put it to the tip of her nose and smelled it. Broken, will this breath become stronger?

She opened her lips and wanted to bite it down, but then she remembered that her behavior should be regarded as a king's meal in normal times, so she put it back unfortunately.

"Do you have any [money] with you?" she asked her chance encounter, "like cash."

The young man's first reaction was to condense a black spear in his hand and hand it to her. Under Jie'ai's perplexed gaze, he waved his hand in a panic, causing the spear to dissipate into the air.Without saying a word, he took out a small black card from the pocket of his casual clothes.

There is a series of numbers on the card, in the form of pale gold embossment, which is not very clear at first glance, but when it is tilted under the sun, it will emit light.

Common sense about making love wasn't enough for her to know what it was, and she was confused for a few seconds.

"I remember that cash should be softer, paper with a human head on it...?"

The young man remained silent and just pushed the card in his hand towards her.

"Oh, maybe the world changed again during the few months I was away. Didn't my elder brother often say that one day is enough to destroy the world? Then it must be faster to change the world."

"...the guy who gave it to me said you can buy something with it. That's money."

"That's it. I didn't expect that such a small card can be exchanged for many things. Obviously, the material is not particularly rare. If you use alchemy to replace it, one stone can be replaced. Do I want to make a lot of things?" Do you have a lot to spare?"

"Ah, but Brother Ranbu stopped me when I wanted to create cash, saying that the finance ministers of this country are already useless. If they want to create a large amount of cash, they will have to commit suicide and apologize."

"I'm not the kind of girl who has to let people kill themselves. If they piss me off, I'm going to kill them myself, so I stopped."

"But Brother Luanbu doesn't seem to have mentioned this? Then it's okay. But why can't the other one?"

"...Different in nature?" The young man tentatively made an opinion.

"Is that so, alchemy only pays attention to equivalent substitution. Alas, it seems that [society] is much more profound than magic."

"Thank you anyway."

Jie Ai accepted this explanation and kept it in her heart.

Although her lack of social knowledge is comparable to that of her brother-in-law, and Luo Hao's understanding of modern technology is limited to the level of steam engines, but she is actually very fast at accepting new things. Even Hecate had praised her for being a really smart student.

Thinking about it, I decided that next time I would be scolded by the uncle who always wears glasses, 'You have credit again!Remember my name? !And did you swipe my card again? ? ? "Poor Osamu Dazai...Is that called Osamu Dazai? It's the man who gave her a lot of advice and looks very smart and knowledgeable.

Unexpectedly, although he is a weak human being, he doesn't hate him.

Next time you meet, give him many, many cards like this as gifts.I love to think.

But now, I just accept the gift from the stranger I met by chance... Or is it a tribute?

Jie Ai put the card on the stall, picked up the original apple, and threw another apple into the young man's hand.

The young man quickly caught it, it was a conditioned reflex, even if it was an arrow shot by a god, he would catch it so quickly.

"...!"

Instead, after catching it, he noticed the residual temperature on it, and he started to panic.The two hands alternately tossed the apple back and forth, as if what Jie Ai threw to him was not an apple, but a red-hot iron ball.

"It's like acrobatics. Cool."

Because she thought it was fun, Jie Ai smiled.

The two then walked down the street.

Converge the dangerous atmosphere before and go forward, it will be a street with ordinary people coming and going again.The magic that concealed her sense of existence on Jie Ai was also applied to the young man, and now he and she are just a very ordinary couple of teenagers and girls in the eyes of others.

"Jason prepared very delicious ice cream for me. I didn't tell him to let him continue to buy it for me when I went out today, but I know that once I get home, the refrigerator will be full of the ice cream I ate the most yesterday. The flavor of ice cream!"

"That's great. My guy is not very considerate, but if you want, there will be a lot of food in the restaurant. You can eat until you have enough magic power."

"Yeah! It's better for your body to eat more."

Jie Ai said it was similar to saying something to a pig.But without malice.

This is what she said to her when she was just picked up for a week, didn't eat anything, and could only live on glucose water. She was touching her head and said to her. She was very impressed. The temperature of the boy's palm touching the top of his head was engraved deep in his heart together.

Jie Ai talked a lot with the young man, but the word Holy Grail War was not mentioned in the words, and the related words were replaced by other words.My Master's term is "my one".They all know that the other party is also a participant in the Holy Grail War, and they all feel that the other party's calm appearance hides a desire to fight against them. Although they are not malicious, they have a very strong killing intent.

"..."

Jie Ai suddenly stretched out her hand, and pressed her fingertips on the young man's neck.

He lowered his eyes to look at her, his golden eyes looked very docile under the sunlight.

Jie Ai could feel the blood vessels in his neck continuously pumping blood. If she wanted, this seemingly weak hand could directly insert into his neck, causing the blood to spurt several meters high.

But Jie Ai just touched it like this, feeling the rhythm of the pulse, and then retracted her hand and placed it on the same position on her neck.

She tilted her head in thought for a few seconds.

"I don't have such a strong feeling here. Gudonggudong, the feeling of blood."

"If you just touch it, you shouldn't feel it."

The young man said softly.

This kind of gentleness is like putting a layer of cotton on the tip of a sharp sword, and that layer of cotton is almost unable to hide the sword underneath.

"makes sense."

She smiled.

"For more in-depth contact, let's wait until the evening."

"..."

This statement was so bad that passers-by couldn't help but look at her, blushing at the unclean picture in their minds.

No one said anything in particular, but the direction the two of them were walking between the conversations was indeed towards a place where there were fewer and fewer people and the space was more suitable for a battlefield.

In the end, they came to a river, which was the river where Jie Ai and Tony fought. Originally, there should have been a sloping road on the bank, but at this time, it seemed to be swept by a tornado, and all of them were pushed away. opened.The concrete pavement suddenly turned into an empty space, like a naturally generated arena.

Knot Ai jumped off the pavement.

Her body fell according to gravity, and when she stopped suddenly, the wind lifted her skirt, and she was gently pressed by a hand.The soles of her shoes are still precisely keeping a distance of three centimeters from the ground.

The young man also fell down. Compared with Jie Ai, his actions were much rougher.When it fell, she heard the sound of the ground collapsing, and the dust was flying, but even through the dust and mist, Jie Ai could still feel the pair of golden eyes falling directly on her body.

"It's almost there." Jie Ai stretched out her hand, and the orange sun shone on her hand, "It's almost dusk."

"..."

Rider remained silent.

The moment he stepped on the ground, his clothing changed back to armor.He flicked a gun flower casually, and the tip of the gun sharply cut through the air, emitting the smell of blood and iron.

"I can return your card to you later, because of my [that person]"

Even now, Jie Ai is still using the secret language they used tacitly when they concealed their identities, "His wish is to become the richest man in the world."

"The Holy Grail War was fought by the two of us together. I should also have half of the desire to control power. Then the other half of the world's wealth will be shared with me, and I will give you the money from it."

Jie Ai said, smiling slightly.

This is really a cute girl's smile, but it also looks a little cruel.Because at some point, behind her, besides the sun, another even bigger blood-red moon also hovered above the sky.

The edge of the moon is black, as black as ink, exuding the breath of death.It shows that this is definitely not something in this world.

Jie Ai leisurely stretched out her hand to the side, and with the slight movement of her fingertips, the gorgeous sword hilt dotted with gemstones was automatically held in her hand. At first it was just a hilt, and then slowly formed a pitch-black sword body.

The edge of the blade and the moon are the same pitch black, they seem to be made of the same material.

"Let's start the battle, let's work hard."

Say it in a friendly way.

While speaking, she waved the magic sword.She didn't swing the sword very fast, and she didn't look serious at all, like a child playing with a mop and waving it casually.

But with this waving movement, not the air but the space is cut apart, the whole world is moved, and the blood-red moon seems to be attracted, falling straight to the ground!

"The first step in the knot-style swordsmanship." The girl's sweet voice spread in the twilight, "The moon is falling."

Rider looked miserable when Atsushi Nakajima used the Command Seal to call him back.

Although it cannot be said that a person can be considered a person if he has arms, legs, and intact facial features, but if he does not have all the above-mentioned things, then it is doubtful whether he can be called a person.

When he was called back by the Command Spell, he slumped on the ground almost like a wet luggage bag, and blood gushed out from the wound on his body as he breathed, and it gathered into a small pool of blood in a few seconds.

But under Atsushi Nakajima's magical power supply, the rider's wound recovered visibly with the naked eye.

Atsushi Nakajima doesn't actually have any talent for magic power, but if he uses flesh and blood instead, he can supply magic power very quickly.The restorative nature of the human tiger is used here.

A few minutes passed, and the condition of the man on the ground improved visibly - he could even raise his head!Looking at the almost penetrating wound on his neck, it was really worrying, whether a gust of wind would blow over, and his head would gurgle and roll aside.Atsushi Nakajima's face turned even paler.

"Are you okay?"

"It's much better." Rider said nonchalantly.

If you put this sentence on the person you met for the first time, you will definitely think it is a lie, but if that person saw him a few minutes ago, he would admit it.

Because although there is still a lot of blood on his body now, and he looks very miserable, he is not the same as the victim at the scene of the strange murder case.

Looking at his sharp golden eyes that are always full of violence, one would think that the possibility of him being a murderer is relatively high.

A few more minutes passed, and the magic power continued to be supplied with high efficiency.Atsushi Nakajima coughed up a bit of internal organs with a pale face, and the rider finally returned to his original state.

He sat quietly by the wall, holding his weapon in his hand, not knowing what to think.

There was still blood and a piece of cloth stuck to the tip of his gun.

The piece of cloth was completely stained with blood, and it took a closer look to recognize that it was indeed a piece of cloth and not human skin that had been torn off.

Atsushi Nakajima judged from the suppleness of the cloth even though it was soaked in blood. This should be a part of the clothing worn by a woman, a noble woman.

"I didn't lose."

Rider broke away from the silence, and when he opened his mouth, it sounded like an excuse.

Atsushi Nakajima blinked, took a breath, and calmed down the bloody smell rising from his mouth—the supply of magic power just now was huge, even for him with a man-eating tiger physique.

The heroic spirit who had high hopes came back from his first battle in such a miserable way, and even spent a command spell to let him escape.For a Master who has had the above-mentioned miserable experience, he looks unbelievably calm.

"I know."

"If [that] is used, the rider will not lose no matter what."

"The reason why I called you back is because I don't want you to use the treasure there."

"is it?"

Rider said.

He seemed to want to say that you were doing unnecessary things, but for some reason he didn't say it.

Just sitting there, thinking about it quietly, picked up the cloth at the point of the gun with his fingertips, rolled it slightly in his hand, tasted some of this touch, and then let go.

The piece of cloth fell downward, turning to ashes before hitting the floor.

Atsushi Nakajima watched.

"There's no need to stay," said rider, "I'll get more next time."

Atsushi Nakashima rolled his eyes.

If we talk about rider's previous character, this "getting more" means that the next round will not be as simple as just bringing back a piece of her clothes, but will definitely bring back her head as a trophy.But the current rider makes Atsushi Nakajima feel very strange, a little strange and a little familiar.He wasn't so sure.

It's a little strange, because he has never seen rider show this kind of appearance, even when he mentioned his kidnapped female slave who was the cause of almost the whole epic, he didn't show this kind of appearance.

And it’s a little familiar, because whether it’s him, Nakahara Chuya, Kyoka, or even the leader (if Atsushi Nakajima sometimes thinks wildly), you can also see this expression on them.

"...Are you okay?" He couldn't help asking.

Another way to say this question is "Are you in love?"

"I'm not sure." Rider said hesitantly, "You may not know, but this kind of situation always killed me before."

"You say 'always,' so there are exceptions?"

"Yes, there are exceptions."

"Adonis, who was loved by the god of beauty, was killed by a wild boar, and Orion was shot by his lover, but his father and mother are still together normally, but they should not be counted as such, I think Dad didn't get my mother's approval in the end, she looked down on him, they were just together."

"Because it was predicted that 'she will give birth to a child stronger than her husband', the mother was only allowed to give birth to me with my father, and she was not able to love everyone else." Rider shrugged at this point, "They're just together."

"Then if you choose?"

"Then I'd better die."

What he said was so decisive that Atsushi Nakajima was puzzled: How did this man have the face to accuse him of 'being messed up by a woman' before?

It's just an opponent who met by chance in the Holy Grail War. It didn't take more than 8 hours since the encounter, and he became like this?

It sounds stupid, but it doesn't look like love torches have softened the cockroaches.On the contrary, it was the flame of love that sharpened his weapon.The next time we meet, he will definitely send the spear straight into that girl's heart.

After all, Atsushi Nakajima is just a teenage boy, and the chaotic relationship between Hong Kong and black men and women he saw before refers to the sex relationship. In terms of spiritual love, their arrows are well-behaved, just like the grid lines drawn by elementary school students.This made him less knowledgeable.

Looking at it now, I feel that the ancient Greek heroes have a strange view on love.

But his desire to participate in the Holy Grail War, although it is said to be to kill the leader, is in the final analysis only to let his wife rest in peace. If it is the same as what Rider has to do in terms of consequences, then he has no qualifications blamed him.

“…Is this considered luck, or misfortune?” Nakajima said.

The answer Rider gave him was a vicious smile.He is used to fighting with fate.

But if he hadn't become a heroic spirit, he would never have seen the girl he saw today in his life.Thinking in another way, he and Atsushi Nakajima felt that the rider should not be too bad, and wished him good luck in their hearts.

"That's all for today. I'll arrange for you to fight for the second time in a few days," he said.

Rider nodded indifferently.

"Oh, right."

His last question was hesitant, with a look of anticipation, and a touch of intimacy that Atsushi Nakajima couldn't find before.

"That." He asked shyly, "The lady you mentioned, she..."

"Her?" Atsushi Nakajima waited for him to finish.

"Does she have a sister?"

"what?"

Atsushi Nakajima's answer to rider was "I don't know much about Madam." I just like her.

Rider readily accepted this, it seems that he also knew little about his opponent.Atsushi Nakajima thought, closed the door, and went to the leader's office to report the failure this time.

Hong Kong and black do not need waste.He was already ready to go to the interrogation room, and there was time for treatment in the subsequent schedule, but the leader was not surprised, as if he had expected it.

He turned the pen in his hand with a slight sneer.

"It's okay, I didn't expect you at all."

"terribly sorry."

This is the highest level of contempt for subordinates.