This is London in the 18th century.

Except for some noble and elegant aristocrats serving the queen, the rest is almost all darkness, poverty, injustice, chaos and crime, and those weird dark sides are mixed in the thick fog of London.

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"That's it? William, today is my last day at work."

The silver-haired girl, who was dressed in Death's professional attire and had supple waist-length hair, lifted her wrist and easily took back the pure black long-handled Death's sickle on her shoulder after finishing her work. She turned around and looked at With the management book under his arm, this is William T. Spiers, who is from the management department of the Death Dispatch Association.

While Sylvia was turning around with the sickle on her shoulders, William skillfully avoided the blade, and calmly pushed the black-rimmed eyes with his garden scissors (which are tools like the sickle) and said, "Sylvia, this is me. It is the 839th time to remind you, please pay attention to your sickle. (Open the book) According to the list issued by the superior, time: December 1885, 12, Vincent Phantomhive and his wife Rachel need to be recovered The soul of Phantomhive and the revolving lantern theater. Now that the work is over, we can leave."

Sylvia shrugged indifferently, and turned around again.

William sighed, pushed his glasses again and said, "This is the 840th reminder, Sylvia, pay attention to your scythe."

"Sorry~William, that's because I knew you would avoid it, so don't worry about it!" Sylvia apologized "sincerely", and smiled at the serious William.

The moonlight in the night sky was bright, and the luxurious mansions on the ground were being burned.

Hearing her insincere apology and seeing the girl's flattering smile, William raised the corners of his mouth invisibly, but then disappeared quickly, looked down at his watch and said, "It's 30 minutes before I get off work. It will take 20 minutes for you to go back and complete the handover procedures. What are you looking at?"

Sylvie was indifferent to William's question, and after a while, she turned her body and looked regretfully at the luxurious mansion that was burned by the fire, and said with an "ah", "It's a pity that the mansion is so busy. Such a good White Rose, I like to say it. Well~ let's go, William, thank you for accompanying me on the last day of work."

William turned around, pushed his glasses and said, "It's nothing, this is my job too, let's go and complete all the formalities before leaving get off work." After finishing speaking, he quickly disappeared.

"Wait! Let's go back together!" Sylvielen shouted in the direction where the man disappeared, and then disappeared into the night in a few steps.

Not long after the two gods of death left, near the burning mansion, several sneaky men carried two sacks, with ugly and sinister smiles on their faces, and quickly left after getting into the car .

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Death dispatch association.

Three old men (the so-called superiors) sat on the rostrum and flipped through the materials of Xi Weilun.

The one sitting in the middle of the three is also the most serious bald old man. He adjusted the height of his glasses with two fingers, looked at the girl sitting down the stage eating popcorn leisurely, coughed and said, "Xi Wei Len Bredeau."

Sylvia smiled and picked up her beloved scythe, left her seat and walked forward: "Yes!".

The old man sitting on the far left of the stage suppressed it for a long time, and finally broke out when he saw Sylvia's 'cute' smile. He patted the table with both hands and stood up, shouting in his unique and elegant voice: "I disagree!"

Everyone looked at him in black lines, and the bald master suppressed his voice: "What are you doing, you old fellow!"

Sylvia raised the corners of her mouth and put on a smile, and asked: "Lord Spears, why..." Before she finished speaking, she was startled by the old man who suddenly rushed over to hug her. The long gardening scissors blocked the front, and Sylvellen breathed a sigh of relief seeing that the old man was about to rush over and quickly hid behind William, muttering in a low voice: "Fortunately, William, you are here, wow, your father is so enthusiastic, It really freaked me out..."

William took back the gardening shears, pushed his glasses, and looked at the old man who was not solemn at all, and said, "Master Spears, what are you going to do?"

Lord Spears is William's father. Speaking of which, are the two really father and son?Their personalities and behaviors are completely opposite!

Receiving his son's cold gaze, Spears instantly got goosebumps all over his body, "Ahem!" Then he returned to the rostrum, took out the silk scarf from his suit pocket to cover his tears and said aggrievedly, "I can't bear Xiaoqian Velen~"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present felt a chill.He went on to say: "There are not many elites in our God of Death industry, and the only girl is Xiaoxi Weilun. I have always regarded her as my daughter~" Then he suddenly thought "Compared to Daughter, I think my daughter-in-law..."

With a sound of "whoosh", the gardening scissors had reached Spears' eyebrows, with a gap of one millimeter. With a hint of threat in his tone, William retracted the gardening scissors and said, "Master Spears, there are still 5 minutes before the off-duty time, please don't leave." No more nonsense."

So, under the threat of his son, Master Spears squatted to the corner and began to complain.

The bald man sitting in the middle pushed his eyes again and said: "What Spears said is not unreasonable. We really don't have many people now, and most of them are still interns. But it's time for you to retire. so..."

"No!!!" Spears, who was squatting in the corner, ran back again, grabbed the bald man's shoulders and shook them.

While shaking back and forth, the bald man habitually put his hand against his glasses, and said helplessly, "William, take your father away, and you can get off work."

William dragged Spears away, only to hear the miserable "Ah~!! No! My little Qian..." As the gate was closed again, the hall could finally be quiet.

"Um~ Alright. Sylvellen Bredo, you will enter semi-retirement from now on. That means you can no longer continue to work from today onwards, but the death scythe will still be kept by you for the time being. If there is any important work If so, we will notify you separately. It’s time, and I’m off work.” After speaking briefly, the remaining two superiors left the hall immediately.

"Has it been done yet?" After William sent his father home, he went back to the gate of the main hall and waited. After a while, Sylvia came out, but she didn't look very happy.

Sylvia lowered her head sadly and said: "The final result is semi-retirement." Then she looked up at William who was 1 meters in a daze and asked, "William, have you grown taller recently? Ah no, I think The question is whether there is a pension for semi-retirement?"

"Oh, your thinking is really... We are all past the age of growing up. Semi-retirement is the same as retirement, and the pension is paid every month." After speaking, William saw the two of Sylvia again. With glowing eyes, he continued, "That's enough for you to travel around the world."

"Yeah~! Highfive (forced high five), then I'm leaving, William bye~"

Looking at Sivellen's bright smile, William said softly, "Bon voyage." Then, seeing Sivellen's disappearing figure, William stayed alone at the entrance of the hall and sighed.

"Oh oh oh~" Greer Sutcliffe, with red hair and a red suit, came out of nowhere and said jokingly, "Isn't this our indifferent and ruthless William~ This is what people like the most You! Oh? What’s the matter with that disappointed expression on your face...Ah~William, wait for someone, William~”

Annoyed by Greer's chatter, William finally stopped and looked sideways at Greer. The moonlight was reflected on the mirror at this time, making it impossible to see his eyes at the moment.

Sensing a hint of danger, Greer immediately stopped talking, and whispered again: "...William is so scary, how could he treat him like this~ Just now he smiled so clearly at Xiaoqian's leaving back..." The words were not finished yet Greer was amazed by William's cold eyes through the lens, and blushed in confusion...

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After returning to the high-end residence of the Grim Reaper, Sylvie packed up and saluted with great interest.

At about 1:[-] in the morning, the equipment and route planning were all sorted out, and I fell on the bed. I was too excited to toss and turn and couldn't sleep. After struggling for a long time, I finally fell asleep.

"Before leaving tomorrow, let's say goodbye to the teacher~Traveling, I'm really looking forward to it..."

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