Steel Steam and Flame

One of the most important attributes of a hunter is patience, and Cassia is well aware of its importance.

Could it be that after pretending to be a prey for a long time, with the performance skills becoming more and more instinctive, before you know it, the performance is no longer a performance, it has become a part of yourself,,, resulting in a lot of lower patience? If that's the case, it's a dangerous instinctual evolution.

But it feels more like staying in the spiritual world of Sissia, facing enemies that I have never faced or recognized, and inadvertently consumes most of my patience. After all, I never imagined that the enemies during that time actually needed to consider countermeasures by themselves, how to protect Scythia herself, and deal with them smoothly.

But you can't throw all the reasons on Sisia. Cassia reminded himself at the end of his thinking, but it was more like a self-suggestion-like excuse-in the later time, he knew that he would not think about this question again.

Focusing back on the food, Cassia sensed their actual temperature and told herself to be like an ordinary person, not ignoring the temperature tolerance limit of the mouth.

"Mr. No. 1, what do you think of the third general who has walked out of the polar sea vortex?" During the period, Ficino tasted all the flavors, put down the tableware and asked.

"It's not something we should think about, it's too far away from us." As a courtesy, Cassia put down the cutlery and looked at Ficino, "Why are you asking about these? The last temptation? I know what you know, maybe you I don't know, and I know. In terms of aggregate information, we're at least about the same."

Ficino shook his head, "I just remembered the questions I asked not long ago, didn't one get an answer? I've been guessing who you are, and I'm very curious."

"Curiosity will be transformed into a magical power. On the one hand, it makes people grow rapidly, but on the other hand, a person's time is limited. The cost of rapid growth can be equivalent to overdrafting time in advance, and accelerating the process of death. A side effect of curiosity is it."

"Just to mention it, it won't speed up my time. But,,," Ficino leaned back, leaning back on the wooden chair, and creaked, "there are clues, but they won't go further. Since you said the impact When it comes, you will know that in a few months, you will have the confidence to live and wait until that moment.”

"Deliberately say that I know, or understand, or know, so that I can take the initiative to speak?"

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"I've never liked this kind of thinking." Ficino said in a serious tone, and immediately followed with a sigh, "There is an illusion that I try to escape from danger, but unknowingly I am getting closer to it. Perceptual ability, intuition will come more and more accurate."

Cassia didn't answer, picked up the utensils and continued to eat - it tasted good, and the main reason was that he didn't need to care about the thorns of some fish at this moment, and could no longer cause damage to the throat.

Ficino was aware of Cassia's attitude, and after that, he also picked up the cutlery and ate it one bite at a time. No more speaking, more than an hour later, when the two of them finished their meal, he politely said thank you for the sumptuous dinner.

The time went to 8:30 p.m. at this moment. Seeing Cassia, who had no plans to find a hotel again, Ficino could only follow behind and walked back together. He went to the area near the center of Motor City to buy a book and returned to Dahe. Around ten o'clock. Sitting on a sightseeing boat by the river, the two went down the river and saw a night scene of lights as a scenic spot, and went ashore after 10:30.

"Still didn't notice anything." On the bench on the sidewalk by the river, Ficino looked up at the gray-black clouds that had become more cloudy again, and tried to find the stars he was familiar with from the gaps, "But my intuition tells me the environment There is indeed something down there that represents danger."

"When you left the hotel, you said it was most likely between ten and eleven. Now,,,"

"10:50." Cassia gave the specific time, "The estimate is wrong, it should be around the early morning, around 0:00."

"Wait for another hour and ten minutes?" Ficino said with a smile. "The air is good, moist and full of water vapor. The wind is cool at night, and through the gaps in the clouds, you can see a lot of stars. Well, a good night view, It's just more cloudy."

"You don't think we're doing this on purpose?" Ficino couldn't help but say, "It's like saying, 'Come on, I'm waiting for you.' Such a simple trap, but Bro can see it at a glance. Out."

"From the very beginning, Mortuor City is a trap, they must know it. If they do it carefully, they won't come over, they will be more cautious. It's just that they don't know what the real trap is, and they will think,,," The answer paused at this moment. , Cassia wanted to connect, but in the end just moved her throat and didn't say the next words.

Ficino didn't care about Cassia's actions, because he was used to it: "Keep waiting."

At 11:30, there were very few people walking and night runners on the riverside road, and they were all returning to the area where the city buildings gathered. Cassia shook his head at this time, got up and dragged his luggage, "Go to the nearest hotel." He pointed to the colored light sign of the hotel pointing to the right front, "It seems that I really guessed wrong, it seems that it will wait until the rainy weather."

Ficino didn't know what to say, and stared at Cassia for a few seconds, expressing his speechlessness.

After walking more than 100 meters, Ficino took the initiative to speak, "Maybe the time will go back? About ten minutes ago, the surrounding environment did change. I can't say what it feels like, but if it was Kebro and the others, it should be It's Vaspia's mental perception hidden deep in the environment, if the guess is correct."

"Maybe it's tonight, your prediction is right, it's just the wrong time."

"Can it be used as a kind reminder?"

"Good intentions? Shouldn't it be dangerous?" Ficino sighed, "Anyway, if something unusual happens, I'll be the first to leave, and I won't stay to watch the so-called performance you said."

Cassia smiled and expressed understanding, with a tone of finally soothing: "You are a guest after all, and I have no right to forcibly keep you. But thanks anyway, for your company these days."

The expected answer, what Ficino didn't understand was the last sentence. He was thinking about whether to ask, and his intuition had already struck, instantly turning into danger perception, filling his body. He wanted to give a reminder, the sound of "bang" exploded not far away, a dark ballistic line swept across the river at the same time, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He looked behind him and saw that the tow bar of the suitcase in Subject No. 1's hand had been broken by a bullet. In the perception and line of sight, a fast running sound is coming to the front in the blink of an eye. He subconsciously pulled out his dagger, his vision remained in the peripheral vision in front of him, and a light blue white light mixed with it lit up in the darkness at the same time.

Immediately, the sound of the explosion sounded again, and several scattered ballistic lines, as well as the white light in front of it, also twisted and walked hundreds of meters away, and bombarded directly.

"Goodbye!" Ficino shouted, twisting his body irregularly to avoid the bullets, his swollen legs were instantly lifted and tucked into his abdomen, and then he slammed on the ground, causing him to fly straight away. Cross the river to the other side.

The posture of landing is already accelerating to start, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Ficino rushed straight forward, but heard a muffled sound behind him. He turned his head to the side, and saw a suitcase flying over the river. With a very heavy appearance, it could cross the sidewalk for a meter or two before crashing to the ground. Tactical knives, steel shell bombs, bullets, etc. were scattered on the ground.

"Is it so heavy?" He was wondering, but he immediately reacted to what happened. After a moment of hesitation, he made a maneuver, and the dagger he threw turned into an invisible shadow, flying towards Cassia, who avoided the bombardment of the white light.

"Thank you!" The voice caught up with him after he had rushed out for more than a hundred meters.

It's just that on the other side of the river that he no longer pays attention to, Cassia, who caught the dagger, sighed inwardly, feeling helpless, "Thank you for your help, but it's not a good thing to throw too accurately, if you don't catch it, it's too deliberate. ,"

"The weight of the second-generation holy sword seems to make them feel that the situation is a little abnormal.,,, the weight of half a ton,,, is indeed unusual. I didn't consider it comprehensively. But fortunately, the second-generation holy sword is flat. Put it down, the blade is not aimed at the foot that kicked the suitcase, otherwise,,,”

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