Orc Tyrant

He used her despicably and premeditatedly, but what is sad is that he actually has true feelings for her.

After starting to act in a new identity, maybe he can try to arrange her to be recalled, and he can rescue her and take her with him.

Of course, there is a risk of showing your feet...maybe too much risk.

"I'm a coward!"

He told the sky aloud, tears running down his face.

"You are a coward."

The sky replied.

"Ok?"

Klein jumped up, his heart beating wildly.

He tried to hold the pistol with his injured hand and aimed at the person in front of him--

Nothing at all.

He looked around, looking for the source of the sound, and put his finger on the trigger.

"I'm here, Klein."

He looked down at the dirty pool water, and it was obvious that a certain existence was using it as a medium for transmitting video and audio.

Then, a slender shadow emerged...

"Your Majesty the Prince..."

Although this image frightened him, Klein dared to hold on.

"What little things do you bother you?"

The flaming helmet nodded, his figure is very clear, like a holographic image cast by the pool water.

The real master of the Benedictine Empire stared at Klein behind his shiny helmet. He was tall and slender, and the black feathers on his huge wings reflected the brightening sunlight.

Arid, the new leader of the Blurred Blade, stood a few meters in front of the condescending figure.

"I want to know why you give up when you are about to reach your goal."

"My identity has been exposed. You must understand that I can't get closer to him. I can't do what you want me to do."

Diego didn't answer, he continued to stare at Gramaticus.

"You want to end your mission?"

Arid let out a weird laugh.

Klein ignored the bowed monster and talked directly to the Shadow Prince.

"I said, I can't do it—"

"I thought you understood how important this game is."

"I understand, but—"

"Why are you giving up, Klein?"

Qianye Blade shook his head and threw the pistol back into his backpack.

"I am useless for you. The situation here has made the task no longer feasible. You should send another night blade."

"Are you planning for me, Klein?"

The question is simple, but in the accusatory sentence, it sounds like a death threat.

"I dare not do anything wrong, my lord."

Klein trembled and said that at that moment, the other's eyes penetrated his soul, and he realized that the shadow prince in front of him was very different from the past.

The invisible sense of oppression made him seem to be standing in front of a volcano that was about to erupt even if he was thousands of miles away.

"At most two years, everything will be over."

"You never liked us so much, right,'respected lord'?"

"Because you are sometimes too superficial and don't even understand what a grand plan is."

"No, tell me what you really think, you used to be... one of us."

Klein is not the first person to know that the Shadow Prince is already inhuman, but he knows a little more than most night blades, and the conversation between the Fourth Great Witch and him has benefited him a lot.

"You will be their food, only pain...can save you."

"I really like the conversation between us, it really benefited me a lot."

"Aren't you just like that?"

"What do you know? Fuck you, you stiff-headed alien bastard, go to any corner you think is safe to hide! Don't bother me and stop insulting me through your images."

Klein took a sip, and his saliva fell into the pool, and the splashing ripples were blocked by Arid's greaves.

"Klein?"

The Blurred Blade laughed again, the laughter was like a poisonous snake spitting out.

"Why do you think this is his image?"

Klein took a few steps back quickly and stammered.

"No, no...no!"

The shadow prince took a step towards him and walked by the side of Yalid who was bending down, his footsteps made the sediment at the bottom of the pool toss up.

Klein lunged at his backpack, but a black afterimage flashed in front of him and grabbed his throat.

The slender fingers covered in spiritual bone armor pinched Qianye Blade's neck and pressed him to the ground.

"Please! Please! Uh!"

Diego's hand holding Klein's throat tightened.

"Don't beg, mortal."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh you to come come come in person?

"Yes, Klein."

Arid walked behind them and said.

"My prince came here in person, because things are so important."

"We will all die, and only the great prince can change the situation."

Diego released his hand and made Klein stand up.

"I really hope you can be more understanding."

Klein rubbed the bruise on his neck.

"This war will come to an end. The gate of the supreme heaven has been opened, and the evil spirit inside will drown the earth. You could have played a key role, but you gave up... but this is not very unexpected to me. The purpose I needed has been achieved."

"what?"

"A new core of power."

Klein was stunned, he didn't understand Diego's words, he didn't understand at all.

"I will die."

"God, are you sure?"

Diego took off the armor of his right hand, Klein could see the lava-like blood flowing under the skin, and even the skin turned dark red. The black symbols extended from the fingertips to the base of the palm and disappeared in the arm armor. .

"this is……"

"The power of price, this won't last long, I will die soon."

"So... you need an opponent, a person who can unite the empire after you die! A person who can completely eradicate the residual poison you left behind!

"Yushkin is a fearless man, he can do better than me, and I... more suitable to be an assassin."

"Where is Guk?"

"He is a monster, but soon he will become a monster that swallows all monsters, and I will end with him."

"There will definitely be..."

"Klein, listen."

Diego interrupted him.

"This is your last mission. There is some kind of power that is contributing to the destruction of this world. I can't judge who they are for the time being. I have spent hundreds of night blades in my attempts over the past year."

"Some kind of power?"

"Yes, they are mysterious, but I reorganized everything that has happened in the past ten years, and I found that the rise of Oak has a power to help it."

"what do I need to do?"

"I suspect that this power has something to do with the Citizen Temple. You are going to join them, penetrate into it, and master what you can control... You are my best night blade, and you won't let me down, right."

There was a long silence.

"Do I have to do this?"

Diego whispered again.

"This is not only related to the task. Your task is very important, but another factor is on the scene, an unexpected factor."

"What is it?"

"That's a blind spot for all forces to observe. Now it seems that the influence of that existence is probably stronger than most people understand."

"I don't understand, what is it?"

"That's why I came here personally."

Diego said softly.

"We just recently discovered that Archbishop Hannibal of Wendigo...may be the same person as the Patriarch of the Blood Sect."