Texas please kill me

boom--! ! ! ! !

The sound of the explosion was far more violent than the previous few times, and even the ground could feel the violent shaking. Celinina stabilized her body, frowning and looking at the smoke-filled square in front of her.

After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the entire edge of the square was blown down by bombs. Volper smiled and reappeared on the square like an isolated island.

He changed into a gorgeous red and white dress, which was spotless, just like his white hair and deep red eyes.

He looked at the direction where Celinina was, bowed again, and stretched out his left hand gracefully to where she was.

Like a gentleman who is inviting his partner to dance with him at a ball.

——Beautiful lady, would you like to dance with me?

As if sending such a signal, Celinina raised the corners of her mouth slightly, stood up, stepped on the railing, jumped over the collapsed ground created by the bomb, and walked slowly to Volper.

Behind her, Laplande slowly raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

...the second hand jumps to move the hour and minute hands.

It's exactly eight o'clock.

Not one minute early, not one second late.

Below, in the island-like square, the dark blue-haired Luper slowly raised his hand, and gently placed his palm on Walper's outstretched palm.

—I would.

It seems to be sending out such a response signal.

Vic raised his face and looked at her with a smile. He didn't follow up and just spoke softly.

"You wear perfume?"

"Didn't you also wax your hair?" Celinina looked at him and asked with a smile.

At this moment, her heartbeat began to speed up.

"This is the first time I've seen you so formally," she said. "very nice."

It was the first time she had seen Vic groom himself so carefully that he was even willing to put pomade on his head.

He never liked to rub things on his head.

how to say...

As expected of a cunning fox, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be attracting her, making her desire to tear him apart.

"It's also the first time I've seen you... so pretty," Vic responded, with a relaxed smile on his face.

So beautiful, he couldn't even restrain his urge to kiss her.

Volper, who was wearing a red and white dress, looked at Luper, who was wearing a blue and black dress, and saw his own reflection clearly in each other's eyes.

I also see clearly,

In the eyes of the other party, intertwined with love, outlines the unique picture of Syracuse,

Killing intent.

next moment.

The two took half a step back at the same time, separated their palms in mid-air, quickly drew their swords, and then——

Ding! !

The long sword and the double sword collided in the air, sparks suddenly appeared.

Vic took another half step back, and with a twist of the blade, it went down along the spine of the long sword in Celinina's left hand.

Celinina reacted quickly, raised her left hand, and swung away the long sword that had been slashed down. The sword in her right hand slashed towards Volper's body from the side.

Vic leaned back, and the edge of the long sword narrowly brushed across his neck, bringing out a drop of blood.

Celinina kept attacking, taking advantage of the moment when Vic's left long sword was swung away and it was too late to return to defense, she raised her leg and kicked——

boom!

The dull sound of physical collision sounded, and Vic staggered two steps back, sideways avoiding the long sword that Celinina slashed vertically, and held the long sword in his left hand backwards to block the attack of another long sword behind him.

He raised his sword, stepped on the long sword that Celinina had slashed on the ground, and restricted her movement. While using force with his left hand, he turned his body, the long sword swirled non-stop, and slashed towards Celinina's neck!

Celinina resolutely let go of the long sword in her right hand, and leaned back to avoid the sword edge that pierced through the air. The long sword in her left hand pulled out the sword flower exactly like Vic and then held it backwards, turning around and slashing at Vic's neck .

The movements of the two are exactly the same, even the movements of leaning back to avoid the sword's edge are similar as if they are the same person.

Vic leaned back and stepped back half a step, just clear of the spine of the longsword.

Celinina raised her toes, held the long sword again with her right hand, and drew a crescent moon from bottom to top!

Volper's crimson eyes tightened, and his body fell backwards as hard as he could, but Celinina, like a prophet, stretched out the long sword in her hand a little bit forward.

Drops of blood fell into the air, Volper snorted, and a bloodstain was drawn on his right eye.

He closed his right eye tightly, trying his best to adapt to the lack of vision, but Celinina's offensive would not stop because of this, Vic stepped back, she stepped forward, dancing wildly with two swords in her hands, when Vic tried his best to block Slash sparks on the long sword in front of you!

Celinina lowered her brows, lowered her eyes slightly, and gasped for breath.

"Vic Saluzzo. You're going to die."

"...I know." Volper's tone was calm, as if there was no real sense of danger everywhere.

He wouldn't live long.

After going through so much, his physical condition has already begun to deteriorate. Now, even the black mist has declined enough to maintain his physical activities. This is even more so after losing Zaro's help. .

Volper's defense gradually showed a loophole. Celinina's long sword slashed across his body, and the number of bleeding beads began to increase gradually, but he didn't seem to feel the injury at all, and he didn't even have the slightest expression Variety.

Sure enough, you can't feel the pain anymore...

Celinina thought to herself, the long sword in her left hand suddenly attacked, swung Vic's left sword away, and the long sword in her right stabbed into Volper's chest!

She pushed him forward.

until--

The two fell into the deep pit in the center of the square, shot out by the explosive crossbow.

laugh!

The long sword pierced heavily into the cement, and Vic was nailed into the deep pit in a sitting posture.

No blood flowed down the sword.

Only wisps of black mist drifted out slowly along the flesh and blood, along the gap between the heart and the long sword.

His blood has already dried up.

He and her looked at each other, neither of them said a word.

until--

He smiled and raised his hand with some difficulty,

Gently pinched Celinina's cheek.

"I love you, Cellinina."

Volume 65: The Syracusans: Chapter 63 Chapter [-] "Good night, my love"

pm8:14.

The inner city of Palermo, the central square.

Celinina looked at Volper, who was nailed into the concrete wall with a long sword, but still smiling and whispering her love. Her eyes were slightly lowered, but they were raised again in the next moment. Yes, the left eyes with slightly dilated pupils looked at each other.

"...I love you too, Vic."

For the first time since Volsini, she called him by his first name without his last name.

Just like before.

His palm slipped from her cheek, drawing a bloodstain on her profile.

Did not hit the ground.

She grabbed his hand.

"It's amazing... Cellinina." Volper said softly, as if lamenting how quickly she became stronger. "On the way to Columbia... remember to be careful?"

"...Um."

He actually couldn't see anything.

But the next moment, a shadowy mist quietly poured into his body, allowing his vision to return.

The smile on Volper's mouth widened a bit.

Thank you very much... Mr. Zaro.

"That's great, Cellinina." He looked at her, not wanting to take his eyes off for a moment.

He looked at her as if he were looking at his whole world.

No, he was indeed, looking at his whole world, his whole, his light, the only god he believed in.

"Remember, take the wooden box away," he said. "Stupid, Cellinina."

Have you ever thought that my love letter is actually for you?

Cellina...

That's pretty stupid...

Luper's eyes lowered slightly, and he reached out to take off the dark red wooden box hanging from his waist.

At this moment, she noticed that on the ring finger of Vic's right hand, he was wearing the silver-white ring she had given him.

"So that's it... Vic."

It turned out to be...

For me, ah.

She looked at him again, with a forced smile on the corner of her mouth. "Sorry, I'm an idiot."

"Yeah, I know you're an idiot, Cellinina." He looked at her, the bloody smile on his face unchanged. "But it does not matter."

Even though half of his face was stained with scarlet blood, and his right eye was scratched with blood, but the smile on his face made Celinina feel that it was extremely clean and simple.

That is, pure, satisfied, happy smile.

"I curse you, Cellinina," he said suddenly.

"...what?"

Vik shook his head unobtrusively, watching the only black mist he had left sneak into the wooden box.

"I mean... don't smoke in the future, it's bad for your health."

I curse you, Cellina.

I curse you that you will continue your journey with my never ending love.

Cellina, you will survive my love.

And Texas, will be in my love,

Died.

In the end, he looked at her, and the pupils that had been recondensed like a flash of light became loose again.

"Wang."

His voice was indistinguishable, even weak as if he was making a simple meaningless whisper.

But Cellinina heard it.

The trick is the puppy, Cellinina.

In fact, I am the puppy who has been lying to you.

Sorry.