[Rebirth Fantasy] Seven Dragons

It was still dark when the sound of sword clashes sounded, and most of the small villages in the center of the Gnostics were still dark, with only a few places lit by the dim light of inferior magic lamps.

In the yellowed light, the two women kissed lightly for a moment with the laziness of good morning, and then there was the sound of dressing sparsely. Mesaka, who put on clothes, opened the door and walked out, tilting her head and looking at the door The uninvited guest leaning against the wall.

"Are you eavesdropping on the corner?" With both hands arranging the slightly messy long black hair, Mesaka looked at the other party with a chuckle, as if chatting with an acquaintance with ridicule.

"Uh..." Qiao was stunned, frowned, and coughed twice, "I'm passing by, just come and have a look, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on you..."

It was still dark.But some people in the village get up very early, and some are doing daily training diligently. In the martial arts field in the village, Danny and Derek start exchanging ideas with each other early, and the swords clash with each other.Qiao, who relaxed and got up from Nier, was dressed in black, and walked quietly in the village like a ghost, his red eyes looked at all the places in his sight, and his eyes gently brushed over this piece of his own, safe place.

When passing by the wooden house belonging to the outsider, it happened that the lights were on inside, and Joe who stopped, Joe, who had excellent hearing, could vaguely hear the small sound inside.

Joe, whose mind was still immersed in the tranquility of the morning, still reflected what the people inside were doing at first, but after a little dazed, he suddenly realized.Just as she was about to leave, the door opened. The disheveled black-haired woman with the lazy beauty of getting up early smoothed her soft hair and teased herself.

With a slightly embarrassing mood, he and the woman looked at each other. After that, the other party suddenly said: "We won't mess around, just want to stay with you for a while."

"......Thanks."

Can't beat the opponent, this is Joe's strongest first impression of the woman in front of him, but he is helpless but realistic.There are also those who are worried that the other party has something that will be bad for everyone, but there is nothing they can do.Hearing the other party say that suddenly, he could only say thank you.

On the other side, the woman said to herself: "Before I came here, I had thought about what kind of place the Red Society would be... This village is as peaceful as I imagined."

"Are you here for us?" Joe frowned and looked at each other.

"How should I put it, I want to come and see you because I have an impression of you, but now my mood has changed, so I want to stay for a while."

"What are you going to do?" Qiao asked suspiciously, not realizing that the other party had any malice towards Hong.

The black-haired woman just smiled at her, looking a little lonely, Joe couldn't understand, "I don't think about what to do now, just take a look. Well, if you have an idea, I will tell you after reading it of."

As she spoke, the brunette smiled and winked at her pretending to be cute.

Qiao still frowned. The feeling that her fate was in the hands of the other party made her a little uncomfortable. After all, she was the leader of the party that survived in this Gnostic world. She was arrogant, but she also knew what to do in order to survive.When you need to charge, you are not afraid of death, and when you need to retreat, you wag your tail and beg.

Just looking at the smiling face in front of him, Joe felt some strange feelings, "You, know me?"

"Huh?" The woman in front of him was obviously shocked by his words for a moment, but immediately smiled ambiguously, "Yes, it was love at first sight."

Only ghosts believe such words.Joe can only think that the other party has investigated him beforehand, and the investigation has become popular.

"Your voice can be easily changed... Don't you think it's a waste of your face to keep it like this? As a woman, you should take care of yourself."

The other party had a feeling of casual chatting, and the topics were casually opened, and Joe didn't care. In fact, this feeling of equal chatting made her, who had been shouldering something all along, relax a little inexplicably.Outside the village, most of them are enemies, and their words are either quarreling or plotting against each other. They usually chat with people in the village with kindness and respect, but such ordinary chats are rare.

Strength, identity, status, etc., these things will bring many colors to the communication between people, some tiring colors, and some warm colors.But Joe, who is superior in every sense of the word, finds it difficult to chat with anyone so plainly.Joe, who originally planned to leave, also followed the other party's words and chatted.

"This kind of voice is more suitable here... and I'm used to it."

Joe also knows that her voice is a bit unpleasant, but in this way, whether it is yelling or cursing, or dealing with Gnostic people, it will be much more convenient, so although she can get rid of this unpleasant voice a long time ago with her ability voice, but she remained unchanged.

"Well, it's really not easy for you."

"I like this kind of feeling." Joe said.

"Understood." The person in front of him smiled softly. Qiao looked at the other person, and suddenly felt that the other person was the same kind of person as himself.The same kind of people who also carry a lot of things.

"It feels like we can become good friends." The other party seems to have the same feeling as himself.

Joe thought for a while and said, "If you don't kill us, we can be friends."

"No, no, no." The black-haired woman waved her hands, "Although I really hate some things about you, so far, I still like you mostly."

Looking at the smiling face of the woman, Qiao shook his head, "It's something that people can't understand for no reason."

"Haha. The future is long...By the way, I am Saka, and the one inside is Victoria. During this time, please take care of me."

In the early morning of winter, before the sun came out and there was no starlight, Mesaka, who was wearing a coat, and Joe, who was neatly dressed, sat in a row on the steps under the eaves of the wooden house, just by the dim light from inside the house. People chatted one after another, and they all talked about trivial and trivial things that did not require brain thinking.

"You guys look like, uh...husband and wife?" Wei, who got up in the room, came out to put on a coat for Messaka, greeted Joe, and went to make breakfast.Joe didn't look carefully before, but now that he has time to find out that the two actually look alike, that's why he asked this question.

"My dear sister, of course I do." Mesaka replied naturally.

"Ahem." Joe was rarely surprised, "I thought you were lovers."

"It's also a lover."

Joe looked at Messaka strangely, and Messaka looked back at her with a smile. This attitude made Joe frowned slightly, and he didn't go into it further. "Well, I wish you happiness."

"Thanks."

"But it looks really good on the outside... There is a leisurely talk about love or something."

"If you can eat enough, the vast majority of people will have this kind of leisure. Don't you here?"

"Here, it's not that troublesome. Everyone who sees something pleasing to the eye will snatch it back. It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, the one with the big fist counts."

"Like what you did to Nier?"

"Yes, how do you know? It seems that you have been here for less than a day."

"Guess."

......

The two chatted casually again, and Wei came over with porridge. Even Qiao couldn't help but take a second look at this glamorous woman who would show a gentle expression when facing Mesaka.

When receiving the porridge, Joe said quickly, "Thank you."

"Look at the gestures between us again." Mesaka said to her, who was holding a bowl of porridge on the other side and sipping.

Joe rolled his eyes, ignored it, and drank his porridge with his head down.

On the other side, the woman called Wei sat down beside Mesaka, and they drank the same bowl of porridge. Joe was not used to sitting next to such an intimate couple, and wanted to get up and leave, but Summoned by Mesaka.

"One more question for you."

Joe had already stood up, and looked back when he heard Messaka's call. The woman's casual attitude was a little different from that just now, as if she wanted to confirm something from herself.

"what?"

"What do you think about murder?"

Joe stared at the Mesa card for a moment, and after a while, stretched out his hand to the other party, "There is a place, do you want to see it?"

The corner of the stockade is even more gloomy and cold in the winter morning, the cold wind is howling, blowing the tattered corners of the clothes, the corners of the dead people's clothes that have been frosted--there are several tattered crosses tied with dead bodies standing in the open space.

"These were brought over a few days ago, and the corpses are still in good condition."

"These are?" Messaka frowned and looked at the corpses with obvious knife cuts, some wounds, a little strange.

"People from other forces came here to look for trouble. We hacked some of them to death, and then carried them over. Well, we deliberately killed them neatly, and the corpses are very complete. At this time, it is impossible to tell the difference between the living and the dead." Accompanied by such an atmosphere, Joe's ugly but plain voice seemed eerie.It's like... a sick murderer.

"..." Messaka didn't speak any more.

Joe looked up at the sky and said, "It seems a bit early, but it's coming soon, just wait a while."

"This is..." Wei looked suspiciously at the corpses, then turned her head to look at Mesa Ka, who squinted her eyes with a cold expression, but only held Wei's hand tightly.

She came here to pick up some people, whom she thought were good people.Even though the originally good memories were covered by some mist, as she said before, she still has more good impressions than bad impressions of people like Hong.

It's just that, the people here, she wants to take a look more, those hateful, sad, pitiful, admirable, those people with mixed eyes.

However, stabbing someone who is already dead... this kind of thing... Mesaka pursed her lips.

Joe didn't make them wait too long, there was the sound of footsteps, and some fine red particles appeared in the air, fleeting, Mesaka could feel the presence of the three of them suddenly disappear at this moment, as if to use An ability to hide.

"Stupid tiger, you haven't done it yet, just see how we do it later, just do it as it is. This kind of thing is easy to do."

"Hmph, it's easy to say, of course the dead are not afraid of you. If it's a living enemy, it's fine if you don't pee your pants."

"Zhuoni, don't make sarcastic remarks."

......

It was the voices of some teenagers, and a few half-grown boys were talking in the dark, all of them were tightly dressed due to the cold, but without exception, their hands were wrapped in cotton cloth, and they carried daggers and knives.

A few people were still talking when they came, and even had some quarrels, but when they all stood in this open space, inexplicably, everyone fell silent.

After that, one of the teenagers stepped forward, loosened the cotton cloth wrapped around his hands to protect him from the cold, held a dagger, and rushed forward to stab the dead body on the cross.One knife, two knife...

first, second...

Stabbing the knife quietly, some were indifferent and trembling, probably one of them was a novice, when the knife was stabbed into the corpse, he didn't know whether he forgot or didn't have the strength to pull it out, so he crawled aside and vomited.

"Here, if you are not used to killing people, you will not be able to survive."

"If you are not used to killing people, even if you have a little hesitation and fear, you and your companions will die." Qiao's indifferent voice suddenly came.

Mesaka looked at Joe, who raised his chin slightly, "Here, we are killing people like hemp."

In a rough voice, with a colder chill than winter, "We will use the corpses of our enemies to become familiar with killing when we are young. When we grow older, we will go out to kill. Those who can kill will kill and come back alive. Those who can’t move, once, twice, several times, there will always be one time, and they will not come back.”

Joe's gaze was on Mesaka, with a slight smile like a proud soldier hanging on the corner of his mouth, "So, what do you think, killing people is for us? Saka."

The woman smiled on her cold face, but her voice was so sad.

The author has something to say:

Sometimes I also think about writing some more personal emotional scenes between two people

But this article doesn't seem to be suitable (smile wryly)

Not enough penpower