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"Very interesting...Vic Saluzzo." Zaro kept on walking. "Even in my long memory, you are a unique existence. Even if you don't get her response, you are regarded as an enemy of life and death by her, and you are cut by the sword by her, are you willing to do so?"

"I can't ask for more, Mr. Zarro." Vic stroked the origin stone particles emerging from the healed wound on his right shoulder. "It's better to say... so far, dying at her hands is the best ending for me, right?"

He smiled, returning to the smile that made him squint.

"People are always greedy, Mr. Zaro. In the beginning, I just wanted her to live, but now, I not only want her to live, but also want her to break free from the shackles called 'family', Truly being able to be herself and live for her own will."

"She's far from immature, but I'd rather she stay that immature forever, it's just a pity ... it's not realistic."

"It's still hard for me to understand." Zaro shook his head. "Human beings are too complicated."

Vic smiled, propped himself up, and sat up with some difficulty, looking at the seemingly endless wilderness around him.

"Mr. Zaro, where are we?"

"600 meters behind Celina Texas." Zaro responded:

"If 'Grandma' has her eyes on a prey, she won't let it go easily, and the same goes for her fangs."

"Vic Saluzzo, restore your state as soon as possible, I can hold back my kind, but I can't pay attention to his 'fangs' and you while fighting with him."

"I see, Mr. Zaro, thank you for your advice." Vik moved his right hand a little stiffly. "I can't move freely at all..."

A wisp of black mist quietly gushed out from his fingertips, moving freely under the control of his mind like an arm commanding him.

Vic frowned. "Is this the Originium skill that I can use after I am infected?"

"It's not that simple, Vic Saluzzo." Zaro stopped on a small hill, squatted down, and looked at the small black spot in the distance.

——That was where Celinina and Laplande were, and they stopped.

"You have my approval." The giant wolf turned its head, and its huge scarlet pupils stared at the fearless white-haired Volper.

"I give you a part of the 'wilderness', Vic Saluzzo, this is your unique ability, which is deeper and special than Originium skills, it comes from you, and it is driven by your desire. "

my wish...

Vic looked up, a little dazed.

......

am11:49.

After more than ten minutes of Zarro's explanation, Vic probably understood what Zarro's riddle meant.

To put it simply, during his coma, Zaro 'give' or hand over the most essential part of himself to Vic.

What deep-seated changes it will have on Vic is temporarily unknown. The only thing we know is that when Vic uses the black mist, which is his "Origin Stone Skill", at least it will not aggravate the pain on his body because he cannot cast spells with a wand. degree of infection.

So far, that's all.

But that's enough.

He only cares about whether this power can make him stronger, so that he can "help" Celinina more.

As for more, Vic didn't care.

The black mist lingered up Vic's right arm, and condensed on his entire arm and even his right shoulder, turning into a pair of pitch-black armor covering the shoulder and the palm of the entire arm.

The origin stone just happened to proliferate on his right shoulder, and even penetrated into his flesh and blood, touching his bones, making him unable to move his right arm freely, but fortunately, there is more than one way to move it.

Vic used his right arm as a filler, and used the black mist to condense the entire right hand into armor. It not only has a protective effect, but also can freely control the right arm through the black mist, and the burden on himself will not be too great.

He spread his palms, then made a fist, and looked into the distance, where Celinina was.

Vic felt as if he felt something. "Mr. Zaro, is that...?"

"As you imagined, it's the fangs of 'Grandma'." The giant wolf stood up, supported the white-haired Volper on his back, jumped up, and ran forward with paws.

"It's going to be a long hunt, Vic Saluzzo."

"You have to be mentally prepared."

-

am11:50.

Celinina lit a fire and cooked, while Laplande stood guard with a sword.

After all, they were assassinated by an unknown killer not long ago, and the intense sense of danger made both Celinina and Laplande shudder at the first moment, and it was hard not to be worried for a while.

What's more, I also got the news that Vic is not dead...

He actually didn't die.

Celinina looked at the small iron pot that was bubbling and bubbling in front of her, and threw the ingredients into the pot, dazed.

he didn't die...

Celinina felt the complex emotions welling up in her heart, and couldn't tell for a while whether she was looking forward to the possibility of Vic's survival, or disappointed in the reality that he didn't die.

Vic Saluzzo.

A man destined to leave a deep mark in her memory.

In the past, he seemed clean and beautiful. Although he was in Syracuse, he didn't look like a native Syracusan at all. He clearly bore the family name taboo, but he was unwilling to participate in any family affairs at all, and he was unwilling to even have any relationship with him. involved.

The former Vic Saluzzo made Celinina, who was deeply trapped in the quagmire of her family, but deeply disgusted with that environment, couldn't help but yearn for it.

It was also because of this that she and him became friends later on.

But then...

This impression seems to have been completely fragmented.

When the sound of breaking through the air came out, Celinina was startled, and the long sword around her waist was subconsciously unsheathed in an instant, and blocked the abruptly swung blade with a ding.

She took two steps back, stood with Laplande, looked at the smiling white-haired Volper, and squeezed out the sound of gnashing of teeth.

"Vic Saluzzo..."

No matter what thoughts she had before, after actually seeing the familiar hateful look on his face, Celinina had only one thought left.

——The lingering damn fox!

Volume 31: The Syracusans: Chapter 31 Chapter [-] The Sly Fox

am11:52.

In the territory of Syracuse, above the wilderness.

The white-haired Volper held the sword in his left hand, raised his right hand wrapped in the black arm armor with a smile, and greeted the solemn and vigilant Luper.

"Yo, Cellinina. Surprised, disappointed to see I'm not dead?"

Celinina pursed her lips, her orange eyes looked at Vic, and she was keenly aware of the strangeness in his gaze.

wrong...

He's not looking at her, he's looking at...

behind her? !

Celinina's expression froze, she turned around and raised the sword almost subconsciously, and a tingling sensation like a needle came at the same time——

Ding!

blocked.

The killer couldn't take a single blow, so he retreated directly, avoiding the long sword that Laplande cut vertically from the side.

These two Lupers and that Wolper were not in the same gang.

Wait for them to do it first, and then look for opportunities to kill the target.

The killer calmly made his judgment.

One blow fails, fleeing thousands of miles away, always maintaining a sense of threat, consuming the energy of the prey, looking for opportunities, and killing with the last blow...

This is the way of the killer.

But unfortunately, things backfired.

Celinina was taken aback, and turned around to stare at Vik vigilantly. She and Laplande were back to back, guarding and protecting each other's back.

Volper's crimson eyes paused for a moment on the white wolf. He smiled and narrowed his eyes, covering the complicated emotions in his eyes that he didn't know whether it was envy or jealousy.

"Don't be so nervous, Celinina." He chuckled lightly, as if he had no intention of attacking Celinina at all. "I just came to say hi to you..."

Before he finished speaking, he slammed on the ground, his figure pulled out an afterimage, and he raised his sword——

Side cut!

There were bleeding lines in the air, but Celinina was startled.

Because, it was not her, not Laplande, nor Vic who was injured.

Rather....

The Ruper Killer.

His body suddenly appeared from the nothingness on the side, clutching his bloody shoulder, and looked at Vic in amazement.

...what happened? !

Obviously, I couldn't find myself so quickly before...

But soon, he no longer had room to think.

Because, Vic has raised his sword again and pushed forward.

Horizontal chopping, vertical hacking, cassock chopping, the long sword in Wolper's hand continuously pulled out the blade light, the cold light and sparks in mid-air kept appearing and disappearing, and the sound of tinkling iron was heard endlessly.

The black mist slowly oozes from his body, quietly condensing into a spike that is invisible to the naked eye at the back of the killer, and then——

Cut the air!

The figure of the killer disappeared, and Vic followed his senses to look around, only to see the back of a fleeing figure tens of meters away.

He turned around with a smile and looked at Celinina, but his brows suddenly frowned, and the needle-like sense of danger suddenly amplified, even giving him the illusion that his body was cut off.

The next moment, Vic came back to his senses, and turned sideways while raising his sword. The sharp blade appeared from nothing, and cut to Walper's neck silently, but because of his sideways movement, it only slashed across his left shoulder. , bringing out a drop of blood.

If you can't hit it with one hit, you can escape thousands of miles away.

With a being like Vic who can catch him here, it is obviously unrealistic to want to kill Celinina.

The killer left.

Vic remained vigilant for a few seconds, until a deep and majestic voice sounded in his ears.

"Vic Saluzzo, 'Grandma' is gone—for now."

Vic nodded unobtrusively, lowered his long sword slightly, pointed the blade obliquely at the ground, and looked at the two wolves who were still back to back vigilantly, and suddenly smiled.

"Celinina, red wine-flavored pocky, is it delicious?"

"Vic Saluzzo, what do you want to say?"

"I want to say..." Vic smiled viciously, licking his lips deliberately.

"That tastes good."

Celinina looked cold.

"Okay, okay, stop teasing you, Cellinina, what I really want to say is..."

The smile on Volper's face was slightly restrained, and his crimson eyes were staring at the extremely vigilant black-haired Luper.

"I want to know why the Texas family was destroyed, and why you were liquidated by the group of Liulu ②2III IV Ba·Basi?"

He stared with interest at Cellinina's changing expression.

"You know?" Cellinina stared at the smiling Vic, unable to discern the credibility of his words from his face, secretly gritted her teeth.

sly fox...

"Of course it's... I won't tell you!" Vic laughed, looking at the expression on Celinina's face that became gritted. No matter how you look at it, the smile on her face seems to have a strong irony.

High, high blood pressure.