Narubalek
(The picture of the director found by the group of friends)
A hand slowly pressed on the slightly wet pitch-black ground.
“Aiya, the soil 3 meters underground has been lifted up. Bathermelo’s little doll has developed an interesting technique.” The girl’s voice with a playful voice slowly sounded.
The cold moonlight shines in the dilapidated forest.
The lush forest that was originally lush is now seen without any obstacle in the field of vision. All the trees have long been torn to pieces in the battle in the evening and blown into the distance. All that was left was the slightly damp, dark soil.
In the center of the pitch-black land, surrounded by a group of people, a young girl squatted on the ground, raised her black-gloved palm, and turned the wet soil in her palm with her thumb.
Under the bright moonlight, she had waist-length hair emitting a faint purple light, a bang on her forehead that covered her right eye, and a pale smile on her pretty face with pale red.
However, there was a cheerful smile on her face, but the girl’s red pupils revealed an indescribable tyranny.
She was wearing a loose brown leather long skirt, but she was squeezed by her graceful figure so close to her body. There were two cold and lingering knives hanging around her waist. Her breath was very weak, but All eyes were on the girl here.
The girl stared intently at the soil in her palm, as if it were some kind of precious treasure.
In the crowd guarding the girls, a black-haired young priest swallowed his saliva and looked at the girl with half murderous and eight fearful eyes.
“Yah, Xiaomei Lian, your eyes are really interesting~~” The girl didn’t raise her head, just dragged her chin with her free right hand, and said lightly.
“Director, what do you think of Duke Heiyi’s proposal?” Mei Lian asked cautiously.
There are only three people who can make him say honorifics in the sound of Mei Lian, Zhu Yue, Erkuite, and the woman in front of him, the supreme leader of the burial organization and the highest combat power – Narubalek.
For the first two, Mei Lian is a deep love, and for the last Narubalek, it is the hatred and fear from the bottom of his heart that he can’t wait for her to die immediately.
“Xiao Meilian, your arm is a little turned out? Do you just want to save your princess?” Narubalek raised his palm and slowly poured the soil onto the ground. As the soil fell to the ground, There is also the left hand of the plum chain.
“Humph~~” Mei Lian snorted lightly, feeling the severe pain from the broken arm, and a strong murderous intention burst out in his eyes, but after seeing Narubalek’s smiling face, he immediately turned into a terrified.
“Oh, I want to cut off the head of the white princess in front of Xiaomei Lian, and enjoy Xiaomei Lian’s expression~~~ What should I do?” Narubalek pouted the corner of his mouth. , dragging his chin with his left hand, said briskly.
“…” Mei Lian didn’t dare to answer, but just looked at Narubalek with a playful gaze, as if mocking her that she would never kill Erquite.
Puff——!
Mei Lian’s left eyeball was stabbed by a knife, and then the knife’s owner, a sturdy priest with a brown spiky head, slowly pulled it back and said lazily. “Senior Mei Lian, it’s a big crime to be disrespectful to the director.”
Mei Lian’s broken right pupil is MicrowaveHe moved, flashing a hint of gratitude, he understood that the other party’s purpose of stabbing him was to save him, after all, in the previous situation, Mei Lian really couldn’t guarantee whether she would go all out to find Narubalek who was shaking for the princess in her heart. .
If that happens, Narubalek, the director of his ‘respect’, will definitely face him with one of the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.
But the gratitude just passed by in a flash. The next second, Mei Lian used his right hand to slam the sturdy priest five or six meters away and flew to the side of a man. “Dawn, you dare to stick in my eyes!!!”
“Kuhuhuhu~~~” The skinny, mummified man with bandages all over his body looked at Dawn and let out a weird laugh. “Dawn, your mission is complete, you can get out.”
“Okay, Senior Anyi.” Dawn pushed his glasses, ignoring the blood on his forehead that blurred his vision, stood up, and walked towards the 30-ton trailer.
Dawn’s task is actually to transport personnel and other logistical work, and his task has been completed when Narubalek and his party are transported to Tours. As an ordinary exorcist, he didn’t want to participate in the burial agency’s mission, even though he was the sixth member of the burial agency.
An Yi spoke to Narubalek, who was still squatting on the ground and looking into the distance. “Kuhuhuhu~~ Director, why do you want to recruit an ordinary person into the burial institution, and he forbids me to kill him, so many times I almost couldn’t help but kill…”
Mei Lian, who was on the side, expressed his calmness about this. He had already realized that all the personnel of the burial agency were insane. You must know that the kind-hearted priest Dawn could be said to be the only conscience of the burial agency.
“Dawn, that guy was originally the director of the artifact open department. The purpose I grabbed from the pope was to interfere with the development of the artifact. If he killed it, the pope who had seen us unhappy would play a game. It’s a lot of tricks.” Narubalek shrugged and said with a look of disgust.
Narubalek has been a little troubled recently. In recent years, the honest Pope seems to have eaten the gall of a bear and a leopard, and has been looking for trouble with their burial organs. The Pope’s trump card is the newly formed sacred artifact. Knights.
Those knights who, like Bathermelo’s chorus, are extremely disgusting in the eyes of Narubalek, who does not have the ability to attack large-scale groups. For those who have prevented her from being able to take out the Pope’s intestines so far. The knights of color are extremely disgusted.
“Speaking of which, Duke Heiyi’s proposal is for them to kill the Knights, and we will bury a great magician, right?” Narubalek turned his head and asked Mei Lian while biting his fingernails.
“Yes, Director.” Mei Lian, who had just used immortality to restore her arms and eyes, said with a look of joy.
“It’s interesting, you actually said that the burial agency will send out a few people to delay a magician? The price is so high? I kind of want to see what kind of character the knowledge is.” Narubalek threw the short knife in his hand and looked said curiously.
“Then? Director?” Mei Lian rubbed her hands together constantly, with a flattering look on her face.
“Xiaomei chain will be used as a toy for me for a month, and I will promise~~” Narubalek said briskly.
Mei Lian’s face froze, but he knew what Narubalek’s so-called toy was, that is, a test item for experimenting with various new types of torture.
“Huh?” Narubalek looked at Mei Lian with a playful expression.
“Wu~gu~ I… promised… I did.” Mei Lian swallowed and said with a full face.
“Oh yeah, the Dead Apostle who doesn’t play bad is awesome. An Yi, please inform Heiyi Gong, the time is tonight!”

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