Night Crow Master

In front of them was a woman.

A woman carrying a long sword, on which is still stained with blood.

Arthus looked wary, and Yat was relieved.

Because he knew the man in front of him.

Art touched his abdomen. He had already vomited breakfast. He should have nothing to throw up. He took out a towel, wiped his mouth, and said to the woman in front of him:

"I didn't expect you came here, Ms. Delite."

"Call me Delite, or sheriff diriter, or sheriff." "Besides, you are the apprentice of your highness, and I am the servant of your highness. You don't need to call me" you. "

Art grinned bitterly. His eyes swept around him. From just now on, he felt something was wrong. It was too quiet.

When he saw the bloody sword in his opponent's hand, he also understood that those parasitic demons crawling out of the villagers' bodies were cleaned up by the present one.

In such a short period of time, it is difficult to eliminate so many parasitic demons even with the strength of high-ranking professionals.

What's more, his crow servants didn't even give themselves any warning, that is, they didn't find her.

There is no doubt about the strength of the other side -

a professional at Apocalypse level.

Therefore, in his first sentence, he subconsciously used "you" as his address.

Looking at the other party's unchanged face, art grinned bitterly and nodded, "all right, Delite."

It makes him feel a little wrong to call a Apocalypse professional by his name.

In this world of strength supremacy, his actual level is only elementary. Although his strength has reached the level of middle professional, close to high-level professional, and even face some ordinary high-level professionals, he has a chance to win. However, in the face of an apocalypse, he can't help it.

Hearing att's address, Dili nodded: "the parasitic demons I saw are dead. There is no danger. You can go and search the village."

The nearby Arthus saw the conversation between the two men and knew that the other side was not the enemy. He also took back his sword: "di... Lord diriter, can I bury them first?"

Although he did not hesitate to do so, he was also a companion, and he wanted to bury them first.

Deli nodded. "Wait a minute. Viscount Bessie and the Oakland dusster will come. I'll go and find out if there are any demons left."

With that, she turned and walked in the direction of the village.

Art and Arthus looked at each other, and then Arthus blinked: "the name of dustar is Orland..."

the rest of ATT's light noticed that when Arthus said this sentence, diriter's step slightly stopped, and then she continued to carry her slender sword.

The thin wrist trembles, and the blood on the sword marks a shallow pit on the ground.

"Athis closed his mouth in silence, went to the bodies of March and Joshua, pulled out his sword, and cut off the demonic limbs growing from the corpses one by one.

Art bowed his head slightly and observed their hearts for ten seconds. Then he turned around and manipulated the crow servants to search through the dead Hunter village.

At this time, he found that he left the rose city as a follow-up contact, his own crow servant, but also one less.

There are only nine left in the contract biology column.

He manipulated the crow's minions to find the dead crow.

Finally, he found it next to a demon corpse cut in two by a sword.

In addition to the corpse of that demon, there are also two corpses of parasitic demons. The torn neck can directly see the corpse of cervical vertebra, which proves its war record in life.

Art was silent.

Although he had made up his mind to use them only as tools, but...


"Hoo --"

let out a puff of sulk and Yat stabbed his stick on the ground.

In the sea of spirit, a magic sequence of four inscriptions lights up.

The body of the crow servant on the ground stood up unsteadily and opened its black gray beak:

"ah --"

the sharp and harsh voice sounded in the hunter's village, and a sense of ice and cold diffused away,.

"Goodbye."

When art's voice dropped, the body of the crow's servant fell to the ground.

Just then, a voice rang out.

"Claudio."

Art turned to look at the visitor: "Viscount Bessie, you are here. It looks like you've been promoted? "

In Yat's eyes, the Viscount of red rose in front of his eyes was extremely stable. However, he was like a lake, which arranged all the elements except fire and wood."Yes." Viscount Bessie grinned, however, with a bitter smile.

Not because of others, because, not long ago, the joy of promotion was directly torn to pieces by a voice.

The voice of hell.

When he received att's message and arrived here from rose city with the guards of the mercury Duke, he was defeated by a voice without any resistance.

When he wakes up, that terrible existence has disappeared.

The two of them, as far as the existence is concerned, are not even qualified to kill.

Art looked at the changing expression on his face, and seemed to understand something. His doubts became more and more serious.

After all, even a count could not resist it.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, viscount Bessie, no, count Bessie, gave a ring to art.

"Is this?" Art looks at the old man in front of him with some doubts.

Count Bessie just showed a gentle smile: "a failed work, you just take it, it's still useful for you, it's a gift I gave you, put the spirit and power together into the ring and wrap it. Well, I'll go first. "

Then the old man turned and left without waiting for art to say anything.

And art looked at the ring in his hand -

the shape of the ring looked like it was wrapped around the branches of a rose.

Art tries to put it in the inventory.

A message appears in front of art.

But before Yat looks at it carefully, another message is printed out, and the ring that has been included in the list of items appears in the palm of art's hand.

[space to store props, unable to be included in the item column. 】

space to store props?

Art is stunned and looks at the message record.

[failed Red Rose Garden Ring lv10: can store non biological items with volume no more than 10x10x10. ——The original intention of the producer was to create a garden where red roses could be planted. However, he failed. The space could not accommodate living things.

Passive · bramble garden LV5: gives 5% damage to the enemy's own constitution when receiving melee attack damage. 】

looking at the old man whose back was fading away, art put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly to the other side.

"Thank you."

Then he put the ring on the little finger of his left hand.

When he put the object on his pinkie, a faint tingling sensation appeared. Without any change in his expression, Yat poured his spiritual power and spiritual power into the ring and wrapped it up.

Spiritual and psychic powers continue to flow away, and finally, a rose like Mark emerges from the inside of the ring.

Yat can feel that this mark is the mark formed by the convergence of his own spiritual power and spiritual power. He can also use the ring through his unique spiritual power, spiritual power and these two keys. As like as two peas,

,

is bound to succeed, and in the status bar, a black ring finger is just like a ring on the little thumb.

Only the bound gear will appear on this figure.

The eyes are focused on the ring, and a light blue round box pops out.

[do you want to change the equipment name? 】



[no]

[failed Red Rose Garden Ring]

[equipment name changed successfully]


he bent down and half knelt on the ground to collect the body of the crow servant.

With the spirit in it, he can observe the scene from the perspective of overlooking.

A crow lay quietly among them.

Then, he seemed to think of something, and turned his eyes to the inventory. A dead crow with incomplete wings was lying quietly in a grid.

The body of the crow in the inventory disappears, and the shadow of art's open hand flickers. Then, the bodies of two crows lie quietly in the crow cemetery.

Then he turned without hesitation.

In the distance, Delite, in her light armor, stood quietly in the shadow, watching at art.

A month ago, when she first met her, she was just an ignorant wizard apprentice who had just awakened to psychic powers. Then, for some reason, the other party was taken in by the eldest lady and became his Royal Highness's Apprentice at the invitation of the eldest lady.

But now....

although Delite still can't understand it very well, art's excellence has been obvious to all.

In the game between his highness and Duke rose, as well as another Duke, he showed his wisdom beyond ordinary people and survived.

Originally, his highness only regarded it as a chess piece, and Yat's excellence also made him truly regard him as an apprentice.

But even if she couldn't understand, it didn't stop her from accepting it.Her Highness's command is absolute. Even if she is ordered to die at once, even if she does not understand, she will immediately pull out the thin sword pinned on her waist and cut her neck.

She obeyed her Royal Highness's orders. As the chief bodyguard of the eldest lady, she taught swordsmanship. From birth, she was made by Her Highness mercury, whose name is master and is actually her father.

The Royal Highness did not treat her like other experimental objects, but cultivated her like a child.

In return for all that Her Highness has given her, Delite is willing to defend her Highness's will with her own life and everything.

Yat is favored by Her Highness. Then, she needs to take it seriously.

What happened here, she must truthfully report to Her Highness, whether it is the existence of the self proclaimed "bashamennong" or the other party's letting Yat and others go.

-

PS: this book is not cool. I don't know whether it's sadistic or not, but it won't be brainless. At least you have to accept the "poison point" that weakens the ability of casting in the daytime in the dark polar region. This "heartless love" elder brother, I won't reply to you in the comment area. I'm tired.

Unified answer: can't you live if you cut the spell power of the day?

Will close combat be possible? Will the technique work?

The crow's servant is waiting to see?

Can't you cut the day spell? Desert Hawk is not a gun for USP?

Finally, have you heard about improving your skills?

Please read the full text before spraying. Thank you for your kindness.

www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!

In front of them was a woman.

A woman carrying a long sword, on which is still stained with blood.

Arthus looked wary, and Yat was relieved.

Because he knew the man in front of him.

Art touched his abdomen. He had already vomited breakfast. He should have nothing to throw up. He took out a towel, wiped his mouth, and said to the woman in front of him:

"I didn't expect you came here, Ms. Delite."

"Call me Delite, or sheriff diriter, or sheriff." "Besides, you are the apprentice of your highness, and I am the servant of your highness. You don't need to call me" you. "

Art grinned bitterly. His eyes swept around him. From just now on, he felt something was wrong. It was too quiet.

When he saw the bloody sword in his opponent's hand, he also understood that those parasitic demons crawling out of the villagers' bodies were cleaned up by the present one.

In such a short period of time, it is difficult to eliminate so many parasitic demons even with the strength of high-ranking professionals.

What's more, his crow servants didn't even give themselves any warning, that is, they didn't find her.

There is no doubt about the strength of the other side -

a professional at Apocalypse level.

Therefore, in his first sentence, he subconsciously used "you" as his address.

Looking at the other party's unchanged face, art grinned bitterly and nodded, "all right, Delite."

It makes him feel a little wrong to call a Apocalypse professional by his name.

In this world of strength supremacy, his actual level is only elementary. Although his strength has reached the level of middle professional, close to high-level professional, and even face some ordinary high-level professionals, he has a chance to win. However, in the face of an apocalypse, he can't help it.

Hearing att's address, Dili nodded: "the parasitic demons I saw are dead. There is no danger. You can go and search the village."

The nearby Arthus saw the conversation between the two men and knew that the other side was not the enemy. He also took back his sword: "di... Lord diriter, can I bury them first?"

Although he did not hesitate to do so, he was also a companion, and he wanted to bury them first.

Deli nodded. "Wait a minute. Viscount Bessie and the Oakland dusster will come. I'll go and find out if there are any demons left."

With that, she turned and walked in the direction of the village.

Art and Arthus looked at each other, and then Arthus blinked: "the name of dustar is Orland..."

the rest of ATT's light noticed that when Arthus said this sentence, diriter's step slightly stopped, and then she continued to carry her slender sword.

The thin wrist trembles, and the blood on the sword marks a shallow pit on the ground.

"Athis closed his mouth in silence, went to the bodies of March and Joshua, pulled out his sword, and cut off the demonic limbs growing from the corpses one by one.

Art bowed his head slightly and observed their hearts for ten seconds. Then he turned around and manipulated the crow servants to search through the dead Hunter village.

At this time, he found that he left the rose city as a follow-up contact, his own crow servant, but also one less.

There are only nine left in the contract biology column.

He manipulated the crow's minions to find the dead crow.

Finally, he found it next to a demon corpse cut in two by a sword.

In addition to the corpse of that demon, there are also two corpses of parasitic demons. The torn neck can directly see the corpse of cervical vertebra, which proves its war record in life.

Art was silent.

Although he had made up his mind to use them only as tools, but...

"Hoo --"

let out a puff of sulk and Yat stabbed his stick on the ground.

In the sea of spirit, a magic sequence of four inscriptions lights up.

The body of the crow servant on the ground stood up unsteadily and opened its black gray beak:

"ah --"

the sharp and harsh voice sounded in the hunter's village, and a sense of ice and cold diffused away,.

"Goodbye."

When art's voice dropped, the body of the crow's servant fell to the ground.

Just then, a voice rang out.

"Claudio."

Art turned to look at the visitor: "Viscount Bessie, you are here. It looks like you've been promoted? "

In Yat's eyes, the Viscount of red rose in front of his eyes was extremely stable. However, he was like a lake, which arranged all the elements except fire and wood."Yes." Viscount Bessie grinned, however, with a bitter smile.

Not because of others, because, not long ago, the joy of promotion was directly torn to pieces by a voice.

The voice of hell.

When he received att's message and arrived here from rose city with the guards of the mercury Duke, he was defeated by a voice without any resistance.

When he wakes up, that terrible existence has disappeared.

The two of them, as far as the existence is concerned, are not even qualified to kill.

Art looked at the changing expression on his face, and seemed to understand something. His doubts became more and more serious.

After all, even a count could not resist it.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, viscount Bessie, no, count Bessie, gave a ring to art.

"Is this?" Art looks at the old man in front of him with some doubts.

Count Bessie just showed a gentle smile: "a failed work, you just take it, it's still useful for you, it's a gift I gave you, put the spirit and power together into the ring and wrap it. Well, I'll go first. "

Then the old man turned and left without waiting for art to say anything.

And art looked at the ring in his hand -

the shape of the ring looked like it was wrapped around the branches of a rose.

Art tries to put it in the inventory.

A message appears in front of art.

But before Yat looks at it carefully, another message is printed out, and the ring that has been included in the list of items appears in the palm of art's hand.

[space to store props, unable to be included in the item column. 】

space to store props?

Art is stunned and looks at the message record.

[failed Red Rose Garden Ring lv10: can store non biological items with volume no more than 10x10x10. ——The original intention of the producer was to create a garden where red roses could be planted. However, he failed. The space could not accommodate living things.

Passive · bramble garden LV5: gives 5% damage to the enemy's own constitution when receiving melee attack damage. 】

looking at the old man whose back was fading away, art put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly to the other side.

"Thank you."

Then he put the ring on the little finger of his left hand.

When he put the object on his pinkie, a faint tingling sensation appeared. Without any change in his expression, Yat poured his spiritual power and spiritual power into the ring and wrapped it up.

Spiritual and psychic powers continue to flow away, and finally, a rose like Mark emerges from the inside of the ring.

Yat can feel that this mark is the mark formed by the convergence of his own spiritual power and spiritual power. He can also use the ring through his unique spiritual power, spiritual power and these two keys. As like as two peas,

,

is bound to succeed, and in the status bar, a black ring finger is just like a ring on the little thumb.

Only the bound gear will appear on this figure.

The eyes are focused on the ring, and a light blue round box pops out.

[do you want to change the equipment name? 】

[no]

[failed Red Rose Garden Ring]

[equipment name changed successfully]

he bent down and half knelt on the ground to collect the body of the crow servant.

With the spirit in it, he can observe the scene from the perspective of overlooking.

A crow lay quietly among them.

Then, he seemed to think of something, and turned his eyes to the inventory. A dead crow with incomplete wings was lying quietly in a grid.

The body of the crow in the inventory disappears, and the shadow of art's open hand flickers. Then, the bodies of two crows lie quietly in the crow cemetery.

Then he turned without hesitation.

In the distance, Delite, in her light armor, stood quietly in the shadow, watching at art.

A month ago, when she first met her, she was just an ignorant wizard apprentice who had just awakened to psychic powers. Then, for some reason, the other party was taken in by the eldest lady and became his Royal Highness's Apprentice at the invitation of the eldest lady.

But now....

although Delite still can't understand it very well, art's excellence has been obvious to all.

In the game between his highness and Duke rose, as well as another Duke, he showed his wisdom beyond ordinary people and survived.

Originally, his highness only regarded it as a chess piece, and Yat's excellence also made him truly regard him as an apprentice.

But even if she couldn't understand, it didn't stop her from accepting it.Her Highness's command is absolute. Even if she is ordered to die at once, even if she does not understand, she will immediately pull out the thin sword pinned on her waist and cut her neck.

She obeyed her Royal Highness's orders. As the chief bodyguard of the eldest lady, she taught swordsmanship. From birth, she was made by Her Highness mercury, whose name is master and is actually her father.

The Royal Highness did not treat her like other experimental objects, but cultivated her like a child.

In return for all that Her Highness has given her, Delite is willing to defend her Highness's will with her own life and everything.

Yat is favored by Her Highness. Then, she needs to take it seriously.

What happened here, she must truthfully report to Her Highness, whether it is the existence of the self proclaimed "bashamennong" or the other party's letting Yat and others go.

-

PS: this book is not cool. I don't know whether it's sadistic or not, but it won't be brainless. At least you have to accept the "poison point" that weakens the ability of casting in the daytime in the dark polar region. This "heartless love" elder brother, I won't reply to you in the comment area. I'm tired.

Unified answer: can't you live if you cut the spell power of the day?

Will close combat be possible? Will the technique work?

The crow's servant is waiting to see?

Can't you cut the day spell? Desert Hawk is not a gun for USP?

Finally, have you heard about improving your skills?

Please read the full text before spraying. Thank you for your kindness.

www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!