but……

Judging from the degree of injury, the two are really not on the same level.

Because, a large piece of his shoulder evaporated directly, including bones, soft tissues, muscles, arteries and veins, and cortex, with a recovery speed of mon5.

It will take at least two full days.

And energy and nutrients can be supplied.

I rested like this for about ten minutes.

The only things that were quiet were the squeaking of mice and the squirming of unknown maggots. A discordant sound sounded in the sewer.

Ta-ta-ta.

...the sound of footsteps.

The sound of a man's footsteps.

"Level 3 Evolver..."

mon5 murmured silently, his heart obviously hitting rock bottom.

"Pah...pah...pah."

Applause erupted from this small tunnel, and at the other end of the sewer, a man in a black suit and tie clapped his hands stiffly.

"Wow, wow, wow~"

"I admire you as a person."

"I saw the whole performance between you and Ghost Claw just now. It was very... amazing!"

"No less than a textbook confrontation."

The man stood less than ten meters away from Orihara Kaede and complimented loudly.

The emotion revealed in the tone does not seem to be fake.

"..."

Orihara Kaede stood up.

He is now in an inner recess of the sewer, and the opponent's firearms cannot directly shoot him.

"company?"

He asked quietly.

Hearing this, the man nodded and said calmly: "Yes, someone is paying for your life."

"We are all colleagues, you should know the rules."

"After receiving the order, we must fulfill it."

"That's the rule."

"If you don't perform, you will be punished."

"That's the rule too."

"But out of admiration, and because you and I are colleagues, let's fight with cold weapons."

"How about professional etiquette?"

The man talked a lot slowly and finally came up with a relatively fair proposal.

Because of the so-called...

Professional etiquette.

"God damn professional etiquette!" mon5 yelled.

Taking advantage of others' danger, everyone was seriously injured, and it was a cold weapon duel.

It's making trouble.

"good!"

Orihara Kaede agreed.

With his only remaining hand, he pulled out the bloody knife.

Slowly walked out of the groove and appeared in the man's field of vision, causing a cry of admiration.

"Good, smart move."

The man is wearing a technological mask produced by the company, which has night vision function and air filtering function, so he can clearly see things clearly in the sewer where there is no light source.

Orihara Kaede can only see clearly in the alienated state, which is relatively dim.

Moreover, this effect was only produced when the [Tearer] was devoured last time.

Night vision is divided into [Perception]. He has 10 points of perception, which is already a good value.

However, division is division, and individuals are individuals.

When the vast majority of individuals are enhanced, [perception] as a whole will improve a little.

But it does not affect individual development.

At that time, the effect of directly increasing the night vision ability by more than half was obvious.

"Can I know your code name?"

The man in the suit pulled out two daggers from behind his hands.

One is held in an overhand position and the other is held in an underhand position.

"Masked guest, clerk."

"Black tie, principal."

"..."

This sewer is relatively narrow, the width is about the size of an adult's arms spread out. His horizontal sword is a long weapon and will be subject to greater restrictions.

but.

Every inch is longer and every inch is stronger.

This is the iron rule of cold weapons.

"What a good guy, he's actually the section chief..."

Mon5 sighed, but when it saw Orihara Kaede actually holding a horizontal sword and wanting to duel with someone despite being injured all over, it suddenly didn't understand. "Damn it, don't, sir..."

"Isn't there another shock bomb?"

"Holy shit!"

“Professional etiquette be damned!”

But it's not clear.

[Company] really has a set of professional etiquette.
Chapter completed!