Civilization Guardian Front

The Lightning Purgatory only lasted for a few seconds, and then powerlessly disappeared into the void.

The white-haired young man wearing a white gold-patterned aristocratic dress, his purple-black ghostly aura dissipated, his hair color returned to jet black, and the scarlet color also disappeared under the deep purple.

Tread...

Putting away the cracked Scottish King's Sword, Chios flicked off a little dust on his body, and walked forward slowly.

Vlad is not dead yet...

Even if the head was cut off, the half-kneeling body did not fall down, but the body lacking brain commands could only kneel awkwardly and embarrassingly at Chios' feet, unable to move.

The head was unable to roll on the roof tiles, the eyeballs were still turning, and the breathing continued.However, the air sucked into the mouth and nose could no longer go to the right place, it just blows a weak foam in the thick blood pool under the severed neck.

The tenacious vitality of vampires seems sad at this moment...

sizzle...

The thunder of misfortune that erodes vitality continues to gnaw at the wound, and every time the recovery power provided by the devil's organs is delivered, it is completely eaten up in the blink of an eye.

"Life is better than death..."

Watching this scene, the young man stretched out his hand to draw the rune of the Thunder of Misfortune again in the void, and said softly to Vlad with a calm expression:

"Let me set you free, Mister Werner."

From his point of view, he can clearly see the begging expression in the other person's expression and eyes, including the lips and teeth that are constantly wriggling and trying to make a sound, but the throat and vocal cords have been cut off half of the neck, and it is impossible to make any sound at all. .

"Sure enough, you also agree with my compassionate approach..."

Turning a blind eye to Vlad's will, Chios said to himself, and then pointed the black lightning between his fingers towards Vlad's body and head.

kaz kaz kaz...

The thunder light of calamity was released from the hands of the master, like countless living black snakes, eroding and biting the body full of vitality in front of it.

It wasn't until a burst of warmth came from the coat of arms on the back of his left hand that the black-haired youth withdrew the rune, turned around and left.

Behind him, only the cold corpse of a once brilliant vampire remained.

Count Dracula, Vlad Tepes, will sleep forever in Etretat...

In the prey he will never have... where the Arsenrobins are.

...

Jumping down from the three-story roof, Chios had just set his feet on the solid ground when he saw a girl in a black and silver patterned dress walking towards him.

"Thank you for your hard work, are you not hurt?"

"It's okay, everything is going well..." Facing Tifa's slightly worried question, the young man shook his head, raised his right palm over his shoulder, and signaled his companions to high-five.

Snapped!

The girl smiled in relief, and readily reached out to give the other party a high-five.

"Huh!" However, she didn't expect that her hand was suddenly grabbed by the young man and pulled towards him.

With his left arm lightly wrapped around Tifa's slender waist, Chios leaned his chin on the other's shoulder and whispered:

"Fortunately, having you here makes me feel a lot easier."

"..."

Tifa was silent for a moment as the trusted words of her companion echoed in her ears.

Not long ago, when Asamushi performed the Xingga Shirayuki mission, all the details of the action were arranged in an orderly manner by the young man in front of him, from the night exploration of Xingga Mountain to planting bombs, setting fires in the forest, and finally watching the fireworks with the young Shirayuki. Arrange and expand according to plan.

Even without myself, I believe Chios can solve this task...

Every time she thinks of this, the girl can't help feeling a deep sense of frustration.

Not an ugly emotion like jealousy...

It's just pure, I hope I can help Chios and share some of the burden on him.

because...

(Leaving you to carry everything alone is too tiring...)

"Really..." Tifa, who was lying on the young man's chest, didn't resist, but just patted Chios' chest lightly with her small hands, and said softly:

"Occasionally, even if only occasionally, let me support you."

Chios, who thought he would see the girl's panic reaction, was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

The bad mood faded from the bottom of his heart, and a more natural and bright smile returned to his face than usual.

"Um."

Behind the intersection where the two are...

"Aren't you going to ask them where they came from?"

The Chief Inspector of the Holy Blood Knights looked at the men and women embracing each other in front of him, and looked sideways at the flag officer beside him.

"No..." The knight commander, who was only under the grand master and the commander of the knight order, shook his head.

"Eliminate the great heresy that might have escaped for us, and fulfill the long-cherished wish of the knights for hundreds of years. No matter how many questions you have in your heart, you should keep them in your heart and give them respect."

As soon as this remark came out, all the knights nodded silently.

"Take your wounded colleagues and bring the body of Vlad Tepes back to the Holy See of the Vatican..."

Pointing to the vampire corpse on the top of the building, the flag officer concluded:

"Our mission has come to a successful conclusion."

Chapter 210: Sherlock Holmes

Let go of the hands around the girl's slender waist, and the warm chests that are attached to each other are separated, so that the body temperature of each other belongs to themselves again.

Tifa, who had no sense of abnormality in the youth's arms before, opened her mouth to speak, but found that she didn't know what to say at all.

"..."

Pressing his hands on his chest with a little insecurity, he lowered his head, a slight blush appeared on his soft and fair face.

Just like Chios and Tifa, they are not only companions who support each other, but also independent executors.Although some ambiguous elements may be mixed into it now, unless that step is really taken, the longer the hug lasts, the longer the silence that lingers between the two after separation.

I suddenly found it difficult to define the current relationship between the two parties in my heart, and an elusive sense of confusion made it difficult for people to adapt for a while, and I didn't know what to do to return to the natural nature of getting along with each other.

Because of embarrassment, fear, and even panic about the unknown new stage, many people shrink back to the safe zone at this moment, and miss the chemical effect brought by the ambiguity. Even if they have the opportunity to get along like this in the future, it will be very difficult. Feel the throbbing of that moment in the same person.

Unless the other party's mind is completely confused, if one party has a slight hesitation in his heart, trying to get closer at this time will only widen the distance between the two hearts.

The correct way is to resolve this embarrassment carefully and silently, let this thought settle down, and let time ferment like brewing wine.

Chios, who already had considerable experience in this matter, naturally would not allow this strange silence to continue...

The right hand patted Tifa's shoulder lightly, and the young man walked past the girl at a steady pace, looking at the streets of Etretta town.

"The people from the Holy See seem to have left, and Vlad's body was also brought back by them, which just saved us trouble later..."

"Then let's leave too..." With that said, he turned his head and smiled at the girl:

"Go back to Luo Ping's mansion first, then sit by the warm fire, drink some champagne and count the harvest of this mission, what do you think of my idea?"

Tifa listened to Chios's proposal, which focused on enjoyment and sentiment as usual, and unconsciously put down his hand on his chest, with a pair of almond eyes slightly curved, with a relaxed smile.

"Um."

The other party was so natural, but she found it strange that she was at a loss for the last moment.

Seeing the young man in the white aristocratic dress, he was walking towards the west of the Awale cliff...

The girl also let go of the subtle confusion in her heart, and followed with brisk steps.

...

The Cliffs of Arval, Robin's House...

The rock wall is almost vertical, and it is a cliff with distinct layers of sea erosion texture over the years.

Standing on the top of the cliff, you can clearly smell the slightly salty sea breeze, and hear the sound of waves beating the rocks and breaking into white flowers. Even though a small town is nearby, the mundane annoyances seem to be isolated by some kind of barrier.

At night in the off-season of tourism, few people set foot here.

But tonight is an exception...

A few faint flames flickered in the pipe, and the gray-white smoke slowly moved towards the sky from the pipe bowl. The cigarette holder was contained in the mouth of a man who looked about 20 years old.

Brown-black hair combed back into a neat suit head, a single-breasted cashmere black wool coat reminiscent of the British gentry in the Victorian era, the hooded shawl design on the shoulders is one of the fashionable products of that era, trousers are ironed Under the gray and black suit pants with obvious creases, there is a pair of black leather shoes with laces.

He just stood on the cliff so quietly, looking at the sea that was still relentlessly eroding the land at night, his eyes occasionally swept across the hollow rock beside the sea erosion gate, and the color of reminiscence appeared on his face from time to time.

rustle...

A burst of subtle footsteps came from behind, from far to near.

call...

A long stream of smoke spewed out from the man's mouth, and quickly disappeared with the sea wind.

"The humid air after the thunderstorm, the clouds and mist that cleared after the storm, the sky with the Milky Way and stars hanging high...these are all completely different from the future I deduced..."

"Everything in the future will also change from this, no...even the summer of three and a half years ago began to change..."

Talking to himself, he turned around slowly, facing the young man and girl approaching Luo Ping's mansion from the path.

"Two young men who don't belong to this time, what do you say?"

The man who didn't match his apparent age smiled and asked.

The calm demeanor and confident tone that sees through everything, even without any pressure, can make people realize their own insignificance and ignorance, and surrender to him involuntarily.

However, the man and woman facing him are also very human...

Facing the question from the man in front of her, the black-haired girl frowned slightly, and clenched her hands in black leather gloves with rivets.

brush!

The young man in front of her blocked her with one hand, immediately making her let go of her hostility.

"Sir Sherlock Holmes, I apologize for disturbing your peaceful hour..."

Politely telling the other party's identity and title, the young man bowed gracefully to greet the other party.

Immediately, he changed the subject:

"However, I didn't think that my actions could hide from your reasoning, so I didn't specifically notify you. If there is any offense, please bear with me."

"You know me..." There was no surprise in Sherlock's tone, but he said this statement that should have made him surprised.

"But I don't know you... the Earl of Pembroke, and... the descendant of Master Fiore... Mademoiselle de Libery..."

The man who clearly said he didn't know each other, but pointed out their identities accurately, didn't wait for the man and woman in front of him to reply, so he went on talking:

"With such a prominent status, especially the Earl of Pembroke, who has been with the royal family for nearly 900 years as a British aristocrat. The past has never attracted my attention, and it has never been taken into consideration in reasoning. This really makes me feel very happy Confused...would you like to tell me why?"

Hearing this, the black-haired youth showed a gentle smile without panicking.

Holmes said before that Chios and Tifa do not belong to this time and space, so their actions of going back to the past to change history must have been known to each other.

Chios, who can even deduce the fact that the two of them travel through time, does not believe that the battle between himself and Count Dracula Vlad can be hidden from the opponent's observation.

Besides, he's been planning this meeting for a long time...

"Instead of standing outside with the winter wind blowing..."

The young man reached out and gestured towards Luo Ping's mansion, and proposed to the man in front of him:

"Why don't we go into the warmth of the room and talk at length, Sir Sherlock?"

Chapter 210 Five? Yiyou's Invitation

The Robin family mansion...

Firewood is burning in the fireplace to dissipate the warmth of the winter cold, accompanied by tiny sparks bursting from the dry firewood, which spread into the spacious living room.

Sherlock, wearing an old-fashioned black coat, sat on the widest sofa chair in the center. Since the owner usually sat in the single chair on the side, choosing the middle seat as a visitor would not appear too distant.

A whole set of tea sets is placed on the table, and the freshly brewed black tea in the teapot with rose pattern exudes aroma.

That was what Tifa had prepared, but the girl was no longer there, but went to the Dormy House Hotel and took Riko to the town for dinner.