Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

What else can be used?

Nid Hogg was thinking about drawing arrows on the paper, and the next moment, the buzzing vibration of the mobile phone came from the side.

"Meow!"

Screaming and running out of the study, Nid Hogg looked at its panicked back and then picked up the mobile phone with the screen on.

"..."

Looking at the picture, he was a little speechless.

PS: Although it is said that there is a need for double compensation, but in the dormitory, when three people play black on seven days, kill one to play CF, and one to play music at a super loud volume...it is still quite difficult to concentrate. and many more.

In addition...

PS:

NO.26: The first dispute.

(Come, come, the second watch, I am very angry.

)

"Is he still in the study?"

The lavender laptop was on his lap, war-weary watching Dongfang Kepu on it and asking Yakumo Zi on the side of the video.

It's almost time for dinner. Although the Realm Demon and the Dragon Clan don't have much ardent need for food, as a ship girl, Warweary's routine in this respect is consistent with that of humans. If you really want to eat, probably only Yakumo Zi can accompany you .

The fact that the colonel is between dragons, vampires and demons is not easy for her to accept now. Her memory is still stuck in a few weeks ago when she accompanied the company to call the admiral for dinner every day. She is a little uncomfortable with the loneliness at the dinner table now.

"Remilia Scarlet, Flandre Scarlett, Paciulino Reki, and possibly Izayoi Sakuya, you already know these people, brother, he is looking for help These are the same four, but as far as they are concerned, the area they are in is a bit chaotic, and my brother is also busy with this."

Looking at the war-weary and absent-minded look, Yakumo Zi was very aware of Ned Hogg's urgency. After all, the chances of a lazy person like him sitting at the table all day were almost as likely as the sky falling.

The only thing that makes her dissatisfied is that he shouldn't be so selfish, he takes everything on his own and never intends to say it.

trouble?Could this be a reason?Why do you kill everyone's shared rights because of laziness? Yakumo Zi vaguely thought about protesting, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was useless. Some people are just stubborn, and her brother is like this. After so many years, she has already figured it out clearly .

"Devil..." Looking at the above explanation for Remilia, Yakumo Zi looked at Yakumo with a complicated look, "Is the double-mounted cannon useful?"

"Don't you trust your officer?"

Yakumo Zi replied.

Turning his head to look at the screen, Hong Meiling was introduced on it, the light of the screen was printed on his blue pupils, and there was an answer in his heart due to war weariness.

……

"Is the industrial city, the so-called industry, such a dead thing?"

The four-wheeled device wrapped in iron sheets slowly drove across the street, and pedestrians hurriedly walked on the street holding umbrellas.

Watching the crude steam car gradually drive away, the old man sighed as above.

Turning around, he looked at the gray clouds covering the sky. His seemingly aging body did not affect his inner vitality. His eyes were still as sharp as a falcon, enough to clearly see the faint black air surrounding him.

That is not something that can be explained by good eyesight. The Holy See, favored by the Lord, naturally has the instinct to see the darkness clearly.

The city favored by darkness, its most prosperous place is the Tower of London, and... the library?

"How to eliminate the darkness in this place where the sun can't reach? The cardinal will also be confused."

Shaking his head with a wry smile, the city illuminated by the so-called light of science is darker than the Minerva institution. It does need to be rectified here, but to rectify this place, it consumes far more things than those old things think.

"..."

A cold gaze came directly from behind, and the old man turned around silently, looking at the suspicious figure hidden under the cloak behind him.

As if feeling the cold aura emanating from the man in the cloak, the passers-by around him also moved far away, unconsciously bypassing the two people who were staring at each other.

bass!

It seemed to be a flash, the old man was sure that he did not blink, but there was indeed a streak of blood on his face, it was a very shallow scar, and he couldn't even feel the pain.

Maybe it's a provocation.

The old man thought so.

He didn't know how the other party hurt himself so quickly that he couldn't react. He didn't see the other party move, nor did he see the other party pull out a weapon. As the cardinal would choose the pope who was baptized by the hand of God, It is impossible for him to be cursed, and the other party does not have the usual tricks of those magicians.

How did it do it, pure speed, or killing intent?

pat...

The other party finally moved, and the moment he moved his footsteps, he also responded.

Bang!

In the very next moment, the defense he had set up was activated, and the opponent's body flew out heavily and smashed down the wall.

The sudden scene caused the surrounding pedestrians to scream and run away. The old man looked at the cracks in the dusty wall unmoved. It took only a few seconds for the dust that obstructed his vision to clear away, but the people inside were gone.

again...

He couldn't detect it, everything was like an illusion. In his field of vision, the opponent was still there one moment, his face was bleeding the next moment, and the next moment the opponent triggered the defense, was shaken out and smashed the wall, and finally disappeared.

The time in it is only a few seconds.