because i am stel

In the doctor's hand was a paper knife—the same one she had seen the night before.And those beautiful brows were also slightly frowned, obviously knowing everything that happened around her.

No, maybe not that much.But she can certainly observe the error of time and the trajectory of flight.

"Sirtel." She called softly when she saw the flaming-haired girl descending from the sky.

Then Shirtel handed Skadi, who was still in a coma, to her.

"I don't regret the move. I won't regret it this time." During the handover, Stelter grabbed Persephone's hand holding the paper knife—she looked at her with pure and firm eyes. "I will protect you, Persephone, this is a promise. As long as I can reach you, I will not let you be injured, and I will not let you die-even if death is like drinking water to you. "

"Don't die, don't go back. I won't let this kind of thing get used to me."

The purple-haired doctor opened his lips slightly.Wanting to say something, but stuck in her throat - she finally just turned her head slightly, avoiding Shirtel's sight.

Then, from the tip of his nose, he gave a soft 'huh'.

"This child's name is Skadi, she is Agor, and she is a deep sea hunter. She has some wrong perceptions about me. Correct her, let her not do stupid things, and this will trouble you. Pol Sephone."

There is no need to tell the information, Shirtel knows that it is not difficult for the girl in front of him to find out the background of Baiskadi.But whether it is necessary is one thing, and whether to say it is another.She didn't want to hurt Persephone, and she didn't want to hide anything from her.So she will face everything in front of her with a candid attitude.

"I..." She pondered for half a second. "I plan to go around the city a few times to take a good look at this northern city. You also said that I am free to move around. Um, or is there any special order that I need to deal with?"

Persephone shook his head.

"No, Shirtel." She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Today...I won't stare at you."

"That's not necessary." Miss Stelter waved her hand. "You have only controlled the city for two or three days. If you have to avoid me on purpose, it will definitely hinder your deployment. It's fine as usual. I don't want to look at something deliberately, or do something special .”

Stelter walked to the edge of the building.

"I thought of a dish, sandworm meat roll stuffed with truffles." The fiery-haired Sarkaz girl paused on the edge. "I will try to make it at noon and try the taste. If you can still eat it, please help me to taste it then."

She said.

Then the next moment, she heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and felt a breeze rushing from behind.

She felt the delicate body of the girl.

Persephone embraced her from behind, holding her tightly.

"Persephone?" she asked, without doubt.

Then, she felt the girl's cheek against her back.

"For better or worse." Persephone's voice was lower than usual. "Whether it's delicious or bad, whether it's good or bad. I want it all."

"Poorly cooked dishes don't taste good..." Shirtel smiled dumbly.Then shook his head slightly. "Okay, I promise you yes. Even if the pot is burned, the first finished product will definitely be on your table."

She patted the slender hand of the girl who was hugging her - she didn't actually pat it, because before she could do it, Persephone let go of her and retreated back to Skadi who fell to the ground around.

So she stopped what she wanted to add, just nodded, and then stepped towards the edge of the roof.

Taking one step forward, the fall of nearly [-] meters only needs to bend the knee slightly to eliminate the impact on the ground.The giant sword floating behind the girl with flame-haired body disappeared into the air, and the short skirt used for battle was also unknowingly replaced by an inconspicuous gray robe.The horns belonging to Sarkaz became dim and inconspicuous, and she took a few steps forward and disappeared into the crowd.

She needs to think, needs to be calm.

And it took several minutes after her figure disappeared, and Persephone's gaze landed before returning to the sky from the ground.

The purple-haired girl put the paper cutter in her pocket.

"...Am I too hasty? Or is there some fallacy in the modeling?" she said to herself.

"No. There must be some variables beyond my calculations. She, this woman named Skadi... I shouldn't be able to bear the leeway I reserved...something caused her emotional changes greatly Is it? Some detail that I didn't notice, or couldn't normally notice?"

She turned her head and looked in the direction of the ruins of the ancient city.A field team and a swarm of drones were immediately assigned to scout the area.Anyway, there are many scholars who want to study the geological movement and volcanic structure there.

There were some noises behind me.She turned her head, just in time to see the fainting deep-sea girl open her eyes—it was also interesting, she didn't wake up early, she didn't wake up late, but she woke up after Shirtel left.Obviously, someone has a unique biological clock and sensory system.

So she smiled at Agor, who stood up and looked around—a smile that was familiar and familiar enough to people who would never want to see it.

"Who are you?" She saw Agor take a big step back instinctively, looking at her with vigilance.

"You can call me Persephone, DR. Persephone." Her tone was slow.

and gradually approached.

"I think there are many common topics between you and me that need to be dealt with urgently."

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Porridge Tour also produced Alice...it's still her real name, and according to the logic of the plot, she will definitely come to Rhodes Island...

Ah... I have a headache.It’s hard for me to write [Alice] as an ordinary character_(:з」∠)_

Memento Dragon (Copyright) Family

storm.

On the viaduct, a powerful storm washes over the road.

The sound was not pleasant, like a pile of beans falling out of a basket and hitting the ground.Some are more refined, and they are crisper when they touch the road.But if it is mixed with those shabby-looking ones, and then pasted on the ground, the reverberation will be a little irritating, and some people will feel... a little tangled.

But the dead don't feel troubled.

The dead can't, the living dead can't, neither dead nor alive, and it's not considered human...things.Of course not.

——Odin collapsed to the ground.

Its servants have all been broken into unequal pieces.

Its eight-legged horses are separated by an average of 15 meters between each of the eight legs.

And its spear, its authority, its strength, its Gungnir.Now it is in a pair of slender hands, as well-behaved as a tamed little snake.

As we all know, there are no straight snakes in this world.

Therefore, the straight Gungnir was twisted into a snake like Mobius.

"It's hundreds of floors behind Levantine."

The owner of the hand was a woman, a beautiful woman with red hair and a tall woman.

It had never seen the woman, but it had heard of 'Levantine'.

So it opened its mouth subconsciously.

"Sorry, I don't really want to talk to you. When I see you, I think of Spicy Chicken Dragon Four and Slag Dragon Five, and those contents make me feel..." The woman made a complicated gesture with one hand, It seemed to want to describe some kind of indescribable, uncomfortable... pollutant.

"...similar to a truck load of canned herring fermented in hot and humid weather after the packaging leaked?"

An inexplicable metaphor.This might be regarded as some kind of taunt——Odin let out a low growl.Like a lion, or some kind of large reptile.But its roaring came at an unbearable price, because the spikes on the soles of women's high-heeled shoes were pressing on its forehead.

"You are..."—baji.

"I'm sorry, I've said it before, I don't want to talk to you." The woman said lightly, looking at the ball of matter that was trampled into a radial red and white mixture under her feet.With a casual throw, he threw the scrap iron Gungnir aside.

Odin is dead.very good.

Although I don't know if it's the real body, but it's a big deal to kill a few more times later.so good.

So the woman stared at the body for a few seconds.A few seconds later, flames burned on the corpse.

The fire was huge, because it wasn't just Odin that was burning—its servants, its weapons, and its war horses all burned with blazing flames.The sky no longer rains, the night wind no longer blows.In a few minutes, when the last body had been burnt to nothing but a slag, there was nothing but a mild night on the bridge.

Those who are not gentle are dead, so it is a good night.

And with a low roar, a pure black sports car stopped beside her.

Maybach 62, the top model, although in her opinion, buying such an expensive car is a pain in the ass, but if someone is willing to spend money, she is naturally too lazy to take care of it—it's not her money anyway.

She turned her head and glanced at the rolled down car window.A middle-aged uncle who can't beat at first glance and a second-year kid who hasn't graduated from middle school are sitting in the car one behind the other.The child looked at the uncle with disgust. Obviously, there are some father-son issues between the two guys that need to be dealt with urgently.

But that has nothing to do with her.

"Miss.Surtur..." The uncle's voice hesitated slightly.Out of the corner of his sight, after seeing the last piece of debris on the ground, the wreckage of the iron mask belonging to Odin, he jumped suddenly—he might be about to jump out of the car soon.

But the woman pushed him back into the car with one hand.

"Tell the principal that I will go back one month later." The woman's voice was light and unquestionable.Obviously looks slender and thin, with a look of frailty.But she stood there like a king.

The stinky kid in the back of the car writhed uneasily.The woman glanced at him, and the guy didn't dare to move.

"Ah, yes...but why?" The uncle asked subconsciously, his eyes were very difficult to move away from the mask.

"Because I'm going to Japan. Kill a group of people, arrest a few people, and then bring a beautiful girl back to school."

"Just tell it directly, I'm in a hurry, goo."

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Still a long time ago.

On a certain day, at a certain time, a certain place is said to be the site of a battle of gods in ancient times.In the barren wilderness left by the battle between the original creator and the primordial giants.A certain rock as solid as a mountain trembled slightly.

A crack appeared in the center of the boulder, and this crack expanded rapidly in a very short period of time.But in just a few seconds, the deep cracks covered the entire giant rock.Then, with a soft bang, a piece of gravel fell to the ground.

After one piece, another piece.

The fragmentation produced a chain, and a large number of stones fell one after another, falling to the ground.

"I... where is this?"

In the gravel, the girl opened her eyes.She subconsciously looked left and right, and all she could see was desolation and silence.

nobody.

no animals.

There are no traces of civilization or remnants of living things.

All she could see was the vast wasteland and wasteland.Dry, hot, life is gone.

But she doesn't feel hot, and she doesn't feel hungry.All she felt was confusion.

"Who am I?" The girl blinked her crimson eyes and inspected her surroundings. She found a pile of damaged black and gray cloth beside her. It was not beautiful, but it was no problem to cover her body.

She had no answer, neither sky nor earth could answer her.There seemed to be many scattered memory fragments rushing to my mind.But carefully distinguish, but can't read the specific details for a while.

"I should have a sword." The girl said, whispering to herself—and immediately the outline and pattern of a 'sword' appeared in her mind.

It was a gigantic sword, very large and very long.It has a double handle, which is slightly similar in structure to a certain kind of weapon called a German two-handed sword in the memory fragments.

——What is the German style?

——I don’t know, I can’t remember.Like a country?Well... what is a country?

There are more and more questions in my mind, but that is not important.

There are many things to think about, but in fact, many things are not in a hurry to think about now.

Because there is only one important and urgent thing.

"My sword is over there." The girl looked at a certain direction in the distance and looked around.

She saw a small dot at the end of the horizon.

——That should be a city.

——What is a city?Um...a place with a lot of people?What is that person? ...living creatures that look like me but are different?

—Someone took my sword?

Such an idea came to mind.But it was quickly denied by her subconsciously.

——No one can take away my sword.My sword belongs only to me.

The girl suddenly felt a little impatient, so she moved forward.She wasn't wearing shoes, but the gravel and stones didn't hurt her toes at all.

She walked very fast, and one step was ten times farther than an ordinary person could go.

But that city was far away from her, maybe a hundred kilometers, or maybe two or three hundred kilometers away.

So the girl continued to walk, from day to night.She felt that perhaps she should have slept through the night, but she felt even more that she should find her sword first.

So she walked on.

She encountered a sandstorm, so she stepped on the storm and sand currents.

She encountered quicksand and a vein of underground water, so she wandered from the bedrock at the bottom of the quicksand.

She saw the caravans that died in the wilderness, the camel beasts and skeletons that turned into bones.Thanks to them, she obtained a dress that looked pleasing to the eye and a cloak that blocked the light.

She encountered bandits occupying the water source, so when she left, she got a camel beast that knew the way, and some swords that could be used temporarily for throwing.