The Collection of The End

Imperial capital, prosperous street.

"Next is that store!"

The young blond girl walked lightly on the street, while the two brawny men in guard uniforms behind them were carrying a variety of gift boxes almost as tall as them.

Damn, hula.

"Wait for us! Miss!"

The two guards piled the things in their hands on the carriage and chased them all the way.

"It's an exaggeration..." Tazmi who was watching the car sighed with straight eyes.

"They are no longer good. Next time, it will be the two of us." Another guard who was also watching the car said in a sad tone.

"It's okay, I'm strong," Tazmi turned his head around and observed: "I didn't look at the Imperial City carefully yesterday. It is much more lively than my hometown - why is there such a high wall in the center of the Imperial City?"

"Heh, the poverty in your hometown is because of the corrupt guy behind this wall." The guard said in a low voice.

"Are you talking about the'Emperor' and the'Minister'?" Tazmi also lowered his voice: "Aren't you afraid of being heard beheaded?"

"Huh...I..."

call out--

At this moment, Tazmi seemed to see an extremely fine black thread descending from the sky, passing through the hat and into the head of the guard.

"How are you?" Tazmi even thought it might be dazzling because the scene had only passed by, so he asked.

"[I said to you because you were about to become your own,]" The guard's tone became a little horrible: "[Fortunately, you showed your strengths in military force, rather than being an ordinary foreigner.] "

"Huh...huh?" Tazmi blinked.

When he was resting on a bench in the park last night, he was kindly taken home by the eldest lady named Alia who was shopping. When he stated that he hoped to get more mission opportunities from the Adventurer’s Guild, that Master Ai even expressed that he could directly submit the guard Alia as a job to the Adventurer's Guild.

Have you ever shown your skills?

"Tazmi~" Alia waved to this side, and behind her was a guard who was struggling to carry a huge box of two people.

"Just...it's time to practice." Tazmi and the car guard looked at each other and walked forward resigningly.

——

"Place these here and those over there, don't stay next to each other—"

In a small house next to Alija’s home, the blond girl is directing the guards to place the things she bought in various places.

It was a dozen or so humanoid plaster statues, as well as a lot of clothing and jewelry of different styles and styles. The guards were still busy, and Alia had already begun to dress the plaster statues.

"Is it a waste?" Tazmi placed a plaster statue in a chef's uniform in the kitchen and asked casually to the guard next to him. After all, he was familiar with seeing the car together.

"[Waste?]" The guard's face was extremely ugly: "[You would think so?]"

"Huh?" Tazmi looked at the surrounding plaster statues in new clothes pretending to be doing various things: "Isn't this a waste?"

"No way, the master is rich, and the young lady likes shopping," the other guard who is mainly responsible for fighting the boxes during the day patted him on the shoulder: "but the young lady bought too many clothes, even if I change a set every day, I can't change it at all. , So she thought of an idea, put on some plaster statues and showed them. The clothes of the plaster statues were changed regularly by the servants, and she just had to make a round from time to time."

"[...]" The previous guard remained silent.

"Well... it doesn't look very good," Arya put on a few plaster statues, seemingly impatient, and turned and walked out: "Let's let it go, I'm going to have afternoon tea."

The guards looked at each other, had to put down their work and filed out, and locked the door with a strong lock.

"Put these things here, don't you be afraid of being bitten by mice? That would be unsightly?" Tazmi asked casually.

call--

At this moment, the two pitch-black silk threads that were almost the same as in the busy street of the imperial capital fell from the sky and sank into the heads of the two guards.

This is definitely not an illusion... Tazmi looked up suspiciously, but saw nothing.

"[Mouse?]" "[Bite?]" "[Doesn't look good?]" The guards looked at Tazmi with weird expressions, and then turned back without saying a word.

What's the matter with these guys? I always feel that something bad will happen.

——

"Is mom still writing a plant observation diary? What's the point of that?"

"Hehe, that can be used as a meeting point to talk to other ladies at the banquet. You will understand when you grow up."

"Didn't you say that those ladies are all mere idiots?"

"That's why I have to talk to them about plants."

"You two, you can't eat or sleep."

"good--"

At dinner, Tazmi had a meal with the guards with a wink, and then stood on both sides of the restaurant. Alia also beckoned him several times, but Tazmi did not look squint and resolutely ignored it. In the end, In exchange for a glimpse of appreciation from Alia's father.

After all, this is a **** commission, it must always look like a escort.

Call-call-call-

At the end of the dinner, when Alia's family was enjoying the dessert, the thin black silk thread appeared for the third time. They penetrated the roof and hung down like no entity. The targets were Alia's mother and father. And herself.

"Asshole! Don't underestimate me!" Tazmi drew his sword out of its sheath, leaped up, and swung his sword towards the closest black thread.

Clang! While touching the black silk thread, the fine iron long sword was directly cut in half, and at the same time, the silk thread disappeared.

"Go back!" Tazmi used the remaining half of the sword to cut the black silk thread that stretched towards Alia's father. Originally, he had the idea of ​​letting it be cut again, but at the same time he touched it, he seemed to be hit hard. It flew upside down like a punch.

"Tazmi!" Alia exclaimed.

"It's an invisible super dangerous species! Take the lady away!" Although Tazmi couldn't understand what the thing was, the danger of them was real, so he made up casually.

Today, the three guards who accompanied him immediately evacuated the restaurant with the three of them from the main house.

call……

The targetless black thread twisted in place, dissipating like real smoke.

The guards who got stuck in their heads are fine, but to prevent them from being attacked... No, now is not the time to think about this, who knows if they will return.

Tazmi picked up the sword thrown by the guards and left the restaurant to chase them in the direction they had fled.

——

"Tazmi! What happened to the super dangerous species?"

When Tazmi caught up with Alia's family, they were on the fountain square near Alia's "dollhouse", all of them looked ugly.

"Maybe I made a mistake in my judgment. It should be some kind of invisible, but very aggressive, small dangerous species." Tazmi said as he looked to the sky, but because it was dark, it was difficult to tell if there were any black threads. : "It's best not to go back now. Is there any other place to stay temporarily?"

"Huh, it's all caused by your disorderly planting of prohibited plants."

"Isn't it because you smuggled dangerous cubs as pets for those adults?"

Alia's parents began to complain about each other, and Tazmi had to pretend not to hear. Is this the undercurrent under the prosperous surface of the imperial capital?

"Or, let's sleep in my dollhouse today, and let those'dolls' make room for them." Alia suggested.

"[...]" The guards once again showed Tazmi's incomprehensible tangled expressions.

"Yo, there is a way to heaven, don't you go, **** has no way to break in."

"who--"

Bang! Huh! boom!

Suddenly there was a playful voice over everyone's heads, and when the guards looked up in shock, with three crisp noises, each of them flew out with blood all over their bodies. Seeing the degree of distortion, they were obviously dead.

"Silent on the sidelines and inaction, as an accomplice, to be buried," a cold girl's voice sounded.

Tazmi silently raised his sword in front of Alia's family.

In mid-air, there are rows of silver silk threads forming a spider web, on which are standing looking at six people whose faces cannot be seen clearly because of the backlight.

Long-haired women with shawls holding swords, short women with double ponytails, hideous heavy armor, women with huge scissors, women with strong physiques, and thin men with funny heads.

The characteristics of these people... seem to have been seen on the wanted order in the imperial capital.

Planting prohibited plants, smuggling dangerous cubs must be killed. "Night Raid" is really strict.

"Go away, Tazmi," the woman in the shawl with the sword said again: "You are not on the list."

"Sorry, the first guard mission I took, can't be messed up casually, I don't want to know what the adventurers below the Dark Iron should be called." Tazmi's footsteps did not move.

"Did you know that if the employer concealed his own situation and did not inform the adventurer of the possible threats, this commission can be voided?" Yesterday Tazmi invited a tall woman to drink out of the shadows. "You said ,Yes?"

"What are we hiding? I don't know why law-abiding businessmen were attacked by night attacks!" Alia's father retorted loudly.

"...Law-abiding businessman?" The tall women ignored Tazmi's sword, brushed shoulders with them and walked to the door of the "dollhouse", stepped down, exhaled, and threw a punch: "Seeing this, Do you dare to say that?"

Huom——!

At this moment, there were hundreds of black threads falling from the sky, but the target was not anyone present, but rushed straight into the dollhouse.

Death, death, death, killing, torture, torture, drugs, injections, experiments, wailing, death, pain, hatred, sadness--

When Tazmi saw the surging silk thread or the meaning contained in it, his head was as if he was hit hard by something. He was dizzy and could not stop. The long sword in his hand fell and he couldn't stand. Steadily tottering.

"I don't want to see it." In the pain of almost fainting, Tazmi heard the girl who made the first voice speak again, chanting in a language he could not understand: "[The time of birth has come, with this Amend Vientiane (ArsAlmadelSalomonis)]!"

Zi Zi Zi-

The girl suddenly drew her sword, slashing the void.

Countless golden "silk threads" scattered in all directions around her.

Tazmi, who can do nothing, can only watch these golden threads "connect" the fallen guards and Alia's family, and converge into a torrent, which will have rushed into the dollhouse and will soon spread the negatives. The concept of "black thread" gives the top back to the sky.

Huh!

The door of the dollhouse was smashed open by the tall woman, and a **** breath came out from it.

"Look, this is the darkness of the imperial capital." She let go of the front door.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?

The original ordinary houses and plaster statues wearing redundant clothing disappeared, replaced by piles of cages and dying cats and dogs locked in them. Almost all of these animals have serious injuries, and they are weak even when they bark. .

"The lovely lady in your eyes is a demon who will kindly bring back cats and dogs from the street, take care of them for a period of time, and then cruelly torture them," the tall woman was half talking, and suddenly scratched her head suspiciously. "Hey? Is this kind of trivial matter worthy of all of us? Or, should we bury this family because of these things?"

"Asshole! Do you know how dirty these stray cats and dogs are and how many germs they carry? I am cleaning the streets for the Imperial Capital! To blame, blame the former owners who abandoned them and thought they could live well!" Arya suddenly yelled in anger.

"Why? Do you want to kill people because of this dignified night attack? Where is your principle!?" Arya's father followed.

"Yes, it's normal to use them to experiment with new drugs if you use waste. This is called a scientific appearance." Alia's mother also agreed.

No... wait... what are you talking about? Haven't you done these things?

Where did the original things in this house go? When did these cats and dogs appear?

"But... damn..." "Are we going to give up our jobs for the sake of mere cats and dogs?" "You have a big fist and you are reasonable..."

What shocked Tazmi even more was that the guards who had been out of breath also stood up tremblingly.

"This is just a warning." The black long straight girl took two steps forward, allowing Tazmi to see her ruby-like eyes. The girl fixedly looked at Tazmi: "I heard you are taking risks. The guild cannot find a suitable mission, do you want to join the'Night Assault'?"

Is Night Attack so casual...

Could it be possible that Night Strike can receive missions that the Adventurer’s Guild does not have...

Alia’s family and the guards have seen my face, I don’t want to be on the wanted order...

Tazmi had a bunch of words twirling in his stomach, and the reasons for his refusal were thought out, but in the end, his thoughts were frozen between the black silk thread surging down from the dark sky and the golden silk thread emanating from the girl in front of him. "Fighting" on.

Reminiscent of the guard whose expression changed drastically after being submerged by the black silk thread, and the Alia family who behaved strangely after being connected by the golden silk thread, the answer was obvious.

"I am willing to join the night raid."