Chapter 217 The Bandage Monster and the Fairy Tale Witch

"How to obtain the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception?"

Ryougi Shiki, whose short sword was stained with blood but whose kimono was spotless, smiled and looked at the seriously injured boy standing in front of him.

"Haha...Sakutsuki-kun is really straightforward. We are enemies, right?"

"It's just a different stance, Miss Ryougi Shiki." Sakutsuki endured the numbness in her abdomen, left arm, left leg and right calf, and barely maintained her standing posture - that was the organ necrosis caused by Ryougi Shiki's cutting the death line.

"So far, you have cut twenty times. Even if I have no intention of hurting you, this body is already at its limit if you want to break through my defense, right?"

As Sakutsuki said, although Ryougi Shiki acted calmly, her violently heaving chest and trembling limbs all proved that her physical strength had been exhausted.

"Miss, you don't want [Shiki] to lose his body so early, do you?" The boy whispered like a devil.

After a moment of silence, Ryougi Shiki put away the short sword, folded his hands, and still had a faint smile on his face: "As expected of you, Sakutsuki-kun, you have already calculated this moment. So, Ryougi Shiki's crusade against the Shadow of Disaster is now over."

"You said it was a crusade against my shadow, but except for the one that hit you, all the others were cut on me, right?" Muttering like this, Sakutsuki also relaxed his guard, and heard Ryougi Shiki continue to say:

"Putting aside the mission, I admire you for fighting death for the things entrusted to you. In this case, I will tell you about the 'Mystic Eyes of Death Perception'.

Turning around, Ryougi Shiki gradually disappeared from Sakutsuki's sight like morning dew, and only her voice came slowly.

"You who guard the treasure mountain without knowing it, go back to your dreams at night."

"Although I don't know what you have experienced before, which made the test become like this, but this is not a game. If you continue like this, the old man may end the test on you, right? ”

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Night, test, old man, and the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

With these four elements combined, even if Shuoyue’s brain is slow, he should have reacted.

“I’m afraid it was at that time…”

Muttering like this, Shuoyue summoned the Destiny Atlas and began to flip through the system log.

When he turned to the reward given for defeating Assassin, the content that was once a mess finally appeared in front of Shuoyue:

[Record condition 2 has been completed, and the reward is obtained: "The first generation valley test"! ]

The first generation Hassan, the old man in the mountain, the crown Assassin.

Only he who has ascended to the crown has the possibility of interfering with the records of the Destiny Atlas. However, now that the Destiny Atlas has merged with Mooncell, his disguise has finally been removed, revealing the true face of the reward.

What Shuoyue dreams of and arrives at every night is not just a dream, but a test for him from the first generation assassin!

Shuoyue stared at this record and fell into deep thought...

“Uh oh what did I do before! "

The screams resounded through the sky,

Recalling his attitude towards this test in the past - he had no sense of responsibility for the test at all. At first, he was venting his desire to fight. After being taught a lesson by the three brothers in the bush, he began to look for evil ways to speed through the levels...

Old soul players belong to it.

"Thinking of this, I'm really thankful that Wang Hassan didn't come with a big sword..." A certain scumbag boy wiped the cold sweat from his head, "Okay, it's decided. I will seriously participate in the test tonight!"

After making this decision, Shuoyue turned his head to look at the closed door of Aozaki Orange, sighed, and smiled again:

"Although this may be the last time we meet, saying goodbye should be clean and neat, so let's do it."

The attribute of the Aozaki family is wind. Whether it is the elder sister or the younger sister, when they leave, they always "disappear in the wind without knowing when."

Saying goodbye to the 'wind' sounds silly.

The white-haired and golden-eyed boy turned around and disappeared into the night.

"Well, goodbye, Aozaki Orange. "

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Misaki City

——A haunted house was built on the hill.

It was an old legend that had been circulating in Misaki Town for a long time.

Then, as if to cater to the modernization of the town, the rumors were quietly revised.

For example, the abandoned house that had decayed many years ago would light up as soon as it got dark.

Another example is that countless crows constantly gathered on the hill and then disappeared.

Also, when the fog was heavy, children got lost there and then disappeared.

Also, the strange screams coming from there late at night even alarmed the residential area... This one damaged the reputation of a certain magician and must be corrected.

There are more and more versions of rumors.

In this way, the hill that should have been decayed a long time ago was rebuilt. The western-style house has slowly recovered its vitality a few years ago.

In the middle of the hill that people don't go near, hidden in the ruins of the forest where the light is still invisible during the day,

there are the remnants of magic that appear in the fairy tale world and are eliminated by the times.

That is——

The mummy-like Shuoyue stopped and looked at this ancient and quiet house.

The main building can accommodate about three ordinary households, and there is a courtyard surrounding it outside. The iron fences at the four corners of the courtyard are tall, and there are thorny vines hanging neatly on them.

Kuonji Mansion.

Everyone in Misaki Town knows that it is the witch's house on the hill.

"It's much bigger than I expected... It's worthy of the 20th century."

Mumbling as if afraid of waking someone in a dream, Shuoyue put his hand on the entrance. Although the double doors had no keyholes, the magic of warning had already begun to attack him.

"Click."

The door opened, Shuoyue shook his numb hands and walked into the mansion known as the haunted house.

The quiet, empty front hall, there was no electric light at the entrance, and the only light source here was the moonlight shining through the high skylight.

In the night with only the moon and stars, this is the most comfortable garden.

"Hu..." Take a deep breath, the cold and dry air rushed into the nasal cavity, spread to the injured lungs, and a cool feeling came from the inside out.

Apart from breathing, he could not hear anything, but some almost forgotten songs were always playing in his heart, making him always unable to resist the rhythm of his fingertips.

Only those who have played "Magic Night" will understand how Shuoyue was standing in this fairy-tale mansion with a contradictory mood of excitement and calmness.

At some point, a girl appeared in the stairwell leading to the second floor.

Under the dim light, Sakutsuki couldn't see her face, but could see that she was wearing a solemn black dress that looked like a nun's robe.

Not as heavy as Kotomine Kirei, not as depressed as Araya Soren, but like a black tulip quietly blooming, swaying a mysterious and cold fragrance.

"..." In silence, a certain uninvited guest smiled and nodded slightly to the girl on the stairs.

"..." In silence, the girl seemed to be stunned for a moment as if she didn't expect it, then turned around and ran away.

Behind her, the white bandaged monster, with a strong fantasy aura and an unconcealable smell of blood, took a step and quietly chased after the unarmed her, and after a moment, as if he couldn't help shouting:

"Hey, don't go, stop!"