I seriously doubt there is something wrong with my Chaldea

The sound of flesh and blood being gently cut was clearly audible in the silent room, and the deadly weapon that was originally a life-killing weapon became a life-saving scalpel.

The purple girl didn't dare to watch Lixiang's skin being cut open by the short blade, piercing the flesh and blood, only a deep voice fell into everyone's ears, and tears rolled down from her eyes uncontrollably.

senior……

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"thump!"

There was a splash of water in a narrow channel downstream of the Venetian canal.

"Hahaha……"

In the thick fog of the night, a figure struggled to crawl out of the waterway.

In the turbid seawater by the canal, there is also a touch of bright red blood.

And after that figure tried its best to climb out of the waterway, it almost lost all its strength, and collapsed powerlessly on the cold and wet ground.

Even if he wanted to use magic to recover, it was not so easy. He was shot, and the two bullets were still stuck in his body. In this case, there was no way to use healing magic.

But now, he almost lost all his strength and collapsed to the ground, unable to take out the bullet.

So, now he can only wait.

Waiting for the recovery of his physical strength, so that he can take out the bullets in his body. He still needs to wait for the recovery of the magic power in his body, otherwise there is no way to use magic to heal himself. At the same time, he still needs to wait——

Because only in this way, he who managed to survive could kill those scum who hindered him!

But unfortunately, he seems to have waited until that time.

"Squeak, squeak——!!!"

The monster's scream came from behind him, and stinky saliva dripped from its mouth onto the man's back.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

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PS: Here it comes.

Chapter 38: Black Eat Black

"boom!"

Suddenly, a sudden gunshot pierced through the dense fog, and the bullet made of magic power instantly penetrated the monster's bloody mouth that opened wide to the man on the ground.

"Whoa, whoa-"

Being pierced by a shot without warning, the monster that opened its mouth wide and was about to swallow the "food" in front of it instinctively multiplied from the wound and grew a new mouth, but the strange magic bullet did not It wasn't something it could digest. It didn't take long before a large puddle of dark purple strange liquid like a mixture of flesh and blood was vomited out from its big mouth, and then the starfish-like body shriveled up, as if to urinate. Like a deflated balloon, it quickly turned into an empty shell full of fishy smell.

"what……"

The man who fell on the ground opened his eyes wide, everything in front of him was as illusory as a dream to him who could easily kill himself even an ordinary person, full of twists and turns.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

He obviously collapsed on the ground powerlessly, but the wonderful feeling of being infinitely close to death but escaping from the sky really drove him crazy, so much so that he couldn't help laughing on the spot.

However, this time in the dense fog, there was no commotion that would attract a large group of monsters if there was even a little movement in the past.

Under the mixed form of water vapor and strange mist, in this darkness where you can't see your fingers, except for the man's crazy low laughter, there is a death-like silence.

"I...I survived...hehehehe...hehehahaha...I survived...I survived...hehehehehaha..."

The man who fell on the ground smiled lowly as if in a daze, and only after he had truly experienced death would he understand how beautiful life is.

"........."

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps gradually approaching him in his ears.

"Oh, isn't this a good life?"

A voice that Ambrogio couldn't guess at all suddenly floated into his ears, the man's footsteps stopped in front of him, looking at the hazy and illusory face in the thick fog, he couldn't help but Eyes wide open.

"impossible."

Ambrogio, who was almost dazzled by the ecstasy and joy of being alive at the beginning, seemed to be pushed into the icy water in winter, which made him tremble.

"Are...are you kidding...you...haven't..."

"Hey, you were still alive after floating in the Grand Canal for several hours after being shot, so you seem to be quite energetic."

The magnetic male voice seemed to be joking, but Ambrogio couldn't stop his body from shaking slightly with extreme fear.

"But it's only to this extent. After all, if you kill Fujimaru Tachika, you can miss it. You have already sent Caster to help you distract that Assassin. Although you didn't tell you personally, you really are It's useless."

The man whistled leisurely. Although the words were full of relaxation, the meaning made Ambrogio who fell on the ground couldn't help but shiver.

"What... does this have to do with you...?"

He didn't mean to ask rhetorically, but to finally realize something "something".

"Ah, relationship...Of course this has nothing to do with me. After all, they are all obvious things. Of course I don't need to intervene directly...Well, anyway, I just need to give you a little advice, wouldn't it be enough?"

The man seemed to find it too boring to stand still, so he began to walk slowly around Ambrogio who was lying on the ground.

Ambrogio's wide eyes revealed unprecedented shock and fear.

"You...you mean...it's you..."

"Hush—"

The man put his index finger to his mouth to make a silent gesture, but he didn't know if Ambrogio who was lying on the ground could see it, but he still shut up.

"The real murderer will not let the victim know the truth, even at the last moment of his life."

In the hazy mist, Ambrogio seemed to see the iconic smile on the corner of the man's mouth—but what was hidden in this smile really made him shudder.

His whole body trembled, those eyes that would only show jealousy, resentment, and viciousness towards others were now full of fear.

"You... what do you mean...?"

The question came from his mouth, but Ambrogio already had the answer.

The answer that made him completely desperate.

"Well, it doesn't really mean anything else."

The man stood beside him, his manner was smooth, and his speech was completely undisguised, he said: "It's just to recover some things from you that I need to get back, and I'm just collecting some interest by the way."

"No! No, no, no! Are you kidding me!"

When Ambrogio heard these words, the original fear and speculation in his heart suddenly became reality. He had obviously lost all his strength, but he yelled as if he was overdrawing his life and wanted to get up from the ground.

"[That] is my thing...! My thing...! No one...no one can take it away...you can't take it away...ahhhhh!!!"

The fear in his heart and the strong desire to survive stimulated the huge potential hidden in his body, which actually made him struggle and roll on the ground a few times, but soon he let out a scream because he touched the wound.

He fell to the ground again, although...he couldn't even get up.

In this regard, the man did not express anything, nor was he in a hurry to act. Anyway, the current Ambrogio is just the last dying struggle, and the struggle shown because of the slightest miracle is just the last It's just ugly, and it will soon be revealed.

Blood mixed with a little bit of seawater continuously flowed out from the wound, oozing out of his clothes, everything was just as he expected, the only thing that could support this man was "not wanting to die", and this factor was at this moment He was vulnerable to the pain he endured.

——In this regard, no expression floated on his face, because he had seen too many such expressions.

——No meaning at all.

The man was thinking, but he couldn't help but think of the half-baked master who looked so weak that he would almost shatter if he didn't rely on that armor, the kind of person who would choose to rush forward even though he was in danger. For someone like him, it might bring more freshness.

While thinking about it, he had almost observed the scumbag's last ugly appearance, the man slowly squatted down, and observed the guy in front of him whose expression was completely different from before at any time.

"—"

Ambrogio was taken aback by his sudden movement, but he had no strength to struggle now, and even if he could struggle, he couldn't be his opponent.

"...I...I said."

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Ambrogio, who was struggling weakly, moved his dry throat, and said as if begging for mercy: "Let me go... [that] thing itself is of no use to you... and I But you need [it] to survive...so...please...let me go..."

"..."

But regarding this, the man shook his head very flatly, cutting off Ambrogio's last hope.

He opened his eyes wide, and the last gleam of brilliance that seemed to be returning to the light was completely dimmed.

"What a pity."

Suddenly, the man suddenly stretched out his hand towards Ambrogio's vest, and a big hole was pierced in his chest without hindrance as if it was paper, and blood spattered everywhere.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

The severe pain once again stimulated Ambrogio to let out a heart-piercing scream.

"No...! No...don't...don't kill me...don't kill me!!!"

Ambrogio, who was almost torn apart by the pain penetrating his body, uttered a final cry of grief, but in the eyes of that man, this dog-like indignity at the end was really true compared to the Master's injured appearance. Be as ironic as you can.

"Ha, don't worry, it will be over soon...Well, I didn't intend to kill you, it's just that the [thing] I need is 'sticky' to you, so I can only Simple and rude, take out your pseudo-spiritual core and clean it out."

The hand that penetrated Ambrogio's entire body did not stop moving, but frantically absorbed the blood and magic power in his body like a vacuum cleaner. Using this method to find the pseudo-spiritual core hidden in him is the most effective way .

While acting like a demon, the man calmly spoke terrifying words.

"No! Don't! I don't want to die...I don't want to die!!!"

Perhaps it came from the instinct that his life was about to end. Ambrogio could almost feel that the blood in his body was almost drained, and the magic power disappeared completely. Under the traction of this force, even the magic circuit on his body could not Distorted.

The process can be described as extremely painful.

"No... I... don't want to..."

"........."

Slowly, Ambrogio's screams and pleadings gradually weakened and gradually disappeared, but this was not exhaustion, but death in the true sense.

"thump."

Already feeling the presence of [that] in the spiritual nucleus in his body, the man threw the corpse that had almost turned into a mass of humanoid flesh on the ground, and at the same time shook off the blood stained on his hands.

"ended."

The man said calmly, what he had done in front of him did not move him at all, because he had seen many such things, and many more extreme things than this.

"Da da da."

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came in front of him, and a tall silhouette began to appear indistinctly in the dense fog, a tall figure wearing a thick dark robe appeared in front of him.

"solved?"

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Chapter 39: Everything Moves

"solved?"

The long night was coming to an end, but the gloom of twilight still hung over Venice.

The slightly brighter light than before was swallowed by the surrounding fog, making it impossible to see the tall figure's face clearly.

But his thick dark robe was still very noticeable at this distance even in the thick fog.

"Well, of course."

The man felt the power of [that] gradually manifesting in his body, and said: "I will help you destroy the [remnants] of Chaldea, and you will help me gain this power... Well, although I really didn't guess To the point that he is so useless, he has not been able to kill Fujimaru Tachika for such a long time..."

Having said that, he couldn't help but glanced at the tall figure in front of him, and asked, "What are you doing here? Aren't you chasing them down?"

"Being away from the temple for too long, my body has shrunk a bit."

The tall figure looked down at his hands, the originally white skin became rough and full of cracks.