Civilization Guardian Front

Turning around with a flick of the white cloak, Chios waved his hand coolly behind him.

"Then, I will go ahead, Your Highness Medina Ortinanos."

"..."

Staring blankly at the young man who stepped into the shadows, Medina couldn't help clenching her hands.

...

"It's almost time for me to go back, too."

After Chios left, Gui Nila's expression immediately became flat, as if she had no interest in the follow-up game.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being presumptuous. The reason you sent Sir Eldriere to compete is to test Chios?"

"Trying, that's only half the answer..."

Guinella made no secret of her motivations:

"I believe you won't lie to me. However, it's hard to say how much the man who seems to be in love with you has shown his truth so far and how much he has hidden under the water. If you don't give some pressure, what Do you know if he treats people sincerely? Regarding this point, you, who saw his commanding talent for the first time today, should not deny it?"

"..."

Alice had no way to refute, and her eyes were clouded.

The corners of Guinea's mouth hooked slightly.

"As for whether he can defeat Sir El Dolier, I have no doubts from the very beginning. Just in this way, the gold content of this year's champion will be increased, and it will be more convenient to use him in the future, hehehe."

With that, the archbishop put on his cloak and hood.

It was also seen that she took out the casting medium, and with a swipe of her finger, the color of the light and shadow around her began to change.

【Invisible body】

The lost magic of the ancient golden magic kingdom "Ulasilu" integrates itself with the environment through the exquisite control of light.

If it is combined with the caster's own breath concealment and blocking skills, as well as the sound-cancelling [Secret Agent] magic, it is really like a ghost, coming and going without a trace.

In the blink of an eye, the archbishop disappeared from the vision of the chief knight.

Alice felt a chill down her spine after witnessing this scene.

If he hadn't taken the initiative to speak up before he came down, I'm afraid I wouldn't have noticed it until now...

No wonder there is a way to bypass the strict guards of the Black Iron Palace and come here without alarming anyone.

There have always been rumors in the church that before taking office as the Holy See, the archbishop went north alone to explore ancient ruins, obtained lost scriptures, scrolls, and spell books, and then stayed behind closed doors for a long time, studying the three types of spell structures day and night. Explore ways to integrate.

Now it seems that it is by no means a conjecture based on speculation.

Chapter 870 Six? Nothing is true, everything is allowed

The first round of team knockout rounds ends...

When Asuna returned to the camp, she opened the curtain and saw Chios lying on the sofa with a goblet in her left hand and a book in her right.

Several empty bottles are neatly arranged at the foot of the low table where the ice bucket is placed.

"Teacher, how much wine have you drunk?"

"Such a simple math problem, please count it yourself."

Turning over the next page with his thumb, Chios replied casually.

"I'm not asking for actual numbers, but to remind teachers not to drink too much."

Asuna stepped forward, bent down and at the same time brushed her long hair behind her ears, taking a closer look at Chios' state.

There is no sign of redness or whiteness on the face, and the eyes are as calm and deep as a deep pool...

Fortunately, not drunk.

But even so, Chios couldn't just let Chios drink endlessly.

"There are still two games in the afternoon, now is not the time to relax, teacher, you can't drink any more."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, trying to take the goblet away.

However...

In the blink of an eye, his wrist was clamped by the closed book, and he was pulled forward.

"what!"

Everything happened so suddenly.

Unable to react in time, Asuna lost her balance and fell on Chios.

As soon as she raised her face, her chin was pressed against the hard back of the book.

"Even I have to worry about my daily life, which has seriously exceeded the scope of a student's duty, and has stepped into the taboo area of ​​unethical behavior. Tell me, how should I punish you, a bad student with an impure mind?"

"Old, teacher, uh..."

When she tried to speak, the increased pressure on the back of the book caused nausea, which made Asuna's expression even more painful.

Tears welling up in the corners of my eyes...

Chios quietly admired the wonderful scenery in front of him.

It wasn't until the focus of the girl's eyes began to lose focus and her saliva dripped from her mouth that she took the book away with satisfaction.

"Cough! Cough! Cough..."

Asuna coughed violently, her body trembling uncontrollably.

On the eve of falling into the abyss, her consciousness was pulled back suddenly, and her vitality quickly revived in her body, like a weak electric current passing through her whole body. The bliss accompanied by the numbness almost overwhelmed her reason.

Both daunting and irresistibly fascinating.

Seeing Asuna's blushing cheeks and dazed look, Chios smiled.

"Since you want me to drink in moderation, in exchange, you can finish this glass of wine instead of me."

He held out the goblet.

The rim of the glass, slightly stained with wine, moved towards the girl.

"I'm underage..."

"My word and the law, who do you listen to?"

"Of course... listen to the teacher."

After making a decision, Asuna picked up the wine glass and put on her pale pink lips.

"Very well, I like obedient children." Chios' tone slowed down, and his right hand, which had put down the book, moved up Asuna's cheek, rubbing the girl's ear along with the satin-like chestnut hair.

hmm~

Asuna snorted comfortably.

Gulp, gulp...

At this moment, her throat rolled and swallowed continuously, as if it was something else.

The three girls standing at the entrance of the tent were blushing and heart beating.

Even Ryan couldn't help lifting his collar to fan the wind.

Such an imaginative picture is quite exciting for her who has rich theoretical knowledge but still has zero practical experience.

However, it was different from the two companions who first covered their eyes, then peeked through their fingers, and couldn't help but shyly let out a panicked wow-wah sound, completely deceiving their ears.

She stared openly from the very beginning.

Just about to observe carefully, Ryan suddenly heard footsteps outside the camp.

Sand, sand, sand...

Very light stride.

If the other party hadn't stepped within five meters, they wouldn't have noticed it at all.

In the southern border country where there are only a handful of strong people, those who have the ability to do such a thing without arousing the vigilance of the executor...

Thinking of this, Ryan immediately had an answer in his heart.

She looked in the direction of the sofa.

Through the young man's narrowed eyes and thoughtful response, Ryan confirmed that his colleagues had already sensed the uninvited visitor.

Pushing away the empty wine glass, and helping Asuna, whose eyes were still blurred, to sit up, Chios straightened his clothes, straightened his posture, and said:

"Guests outside the account, please identify yourself."

"Laa shay'a waqi'un mutlaq bale kouloun mumkin. (Nothing is true, everything is allowed)"

Is this really the setting...

Chios rested his forehead and sighed secretly.

When carrying out missions together, when the executors who appear to have no overlapping identities need to meet up, in order to give the local co-operators an outlet for their suspicions, they usually construct a network of hidden relationships that are false and real.

To put it simply, it is an additional fictional setting.

The problem is that impromptu fabricated stories will inevitably have flaws. Once the words conflict, the difficulty of lying will be doubled in an instant.

Therefore, before dispatching, the executors have already formulated various plans and given corresponding codes.

The Arabic just now is one of them.

"Please come in."

A slender hand lifted the curtain.

The woman wearing a classic maid uniform, leather vest and boots folded her hands in front of her, and walked into the tent with a smile on her face.

Short curly lavender hair hangs down to the neck, and turquoise eyes are full of water.

After her eyes paused for a while on the two executors, she bowed and saluted.

"Master Chios, Miss Lane, long time no see."

"Huh~~~" Lyfa's eyes widened, and she pointed at the other party with a look of shock.

"You're the one who...sweeps the arena with steel wire and daggers."

"I'm so ashamed to have made you laugh at my little tricks."

"Vulture, small tricks..."

"It's enough to pretend to be humble and evil-hearted, Sharon." Chios interrupted the conversation between the two.

He dragged his chin with one hand, pretending to be indifferent, and directly cut to the point in line with the script:

"After seeing your name on the schedule, I searched all morning and found no one. Now that you show up, are you here to declare war? Or are you planning to surrender to me in advance because you know you are invincible?"

"Oh, how indifferent, Master Chios..." Sharon sighed.

"Obviously he was so cute when he was young, and he often acted like a baby to me and the eldest lady. After joining the Templars, he has such an awkward personality. Not only does he only go home once a year, but he is also full of caution when speaking."

As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped away the tears she had forced out.

"Even if I lost my hometown and fell to this place, and now that the organization I belonged to no longer exists, I still don't want to change. Alas, why did it become like this?"

After listening patiently to the end, Chios finally couldn't help frowning.

Half acting, half real.

He really didn't like the story script.

Why should I have an extra setting of being a follower for the other two executors when I was young, and calling "sister" all the time?

Chios snorted coldly.

Ryan, who was guarding the entrance, couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Sharon..." Forcibly suppressing the urge to grit his teeth, Chios continued:

"If you are willing to give up your identity as an assassin, it's not impossible for me to consider you as a family again."

Chapter 870 VII? Dog Blood Script