Early morning, 01:15, White Rose Street in Fog City.

A woman with brown curly hair rolled up her windbreaker, took a breath of hot air into her hands, and complained: "The temperature difference between day and night is too big. I am still wearing a shirt during the day, but I have to add more clothes at night. I really want to end this quickly."

Damn patrol duty, come home, drink a glass of hot milk, and then fall asleep holding my pillow. Staying up late is the number one enemy of beauty, isn’t it, Befa~"

Another woman holds a flashlight in her hand and moves meticulously. Her long straight hair hanging down to her waist sways as she walks. She has an oval face, thin lips, eyebrows with willow leaves, double eyelids, a high nose bridge, slightly dark red eyes, and a clear appearance.

She is very Western, but she has long, straight black hair in an oriental style. Anyone who sees her can't help but exclaim "Oh!"

"Okay, stop complaining Susan, and patrol well. In two days, it will be someone else's turn to do the night shift." Belfati replied, comforting her companion. She also knew in her heart that although Susan

She usually likes to be lazy, but now when she says these words, she is not just complaining, she may also feel scared.

It is natural to be afraid. There have been many disappearances in the White Rose neighborhood recently, and the disappearances will turn into serial murders the next day.

Since no contact with extraordinary powers was found, it was initially suspected to be man-made. The Midwinter Police Department took over the investigation of these serial cases. However, in just a few days, the police officers disappeared one after another, and then the bodies were found. In the end, they had to report to the Knights for a joint investigation.

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While Belfati and Susan are not formal members of the Knights, their current titles are trainee knights. They participated in this operation in the name of internships. They have not yet graduated from the Royal Academy. Now this time they are roughly equivalent to college students.

Holiday internship.

This kind of dangerous mission was originally not their turn, but Belfati got into trouble on the first day she joined the Knights. She was punished for contradicting her superiors. She was not convinced, so she proposed a peace deal.

The opponent engaged in an honor duel. The opponent was a second-level extraordinary silver knight, so for the sake of fairness, shackles were used to suppress the power.

Then Belfati won...

Although they won, they also got into big trouble... By the way, Susan was angry because she was late on the first day, so they were assigned to the Queen Street District to perform night patrol duties, without even a first-order extraordinary accompanying them.<

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When she took the initiative to apply, she was even more difficult and ridiculed. The other party showed her victory in the duel without smiling, and after talking about it, she came to the conclusion that this kind of trivial matter will not trouble you.

Belfati did not regret her actions. What she called trouble was just that she did not salute the noble knight, so she was made things difficult for her in every possible way.

Although she has no regrets, she still can't help but feel disappointed with the Knights, which is now full of class solidification and has almost become a breeding ground for nobles.

How much she once longed for the glorious Knights of the Round Table, but now she is so disappointed and sighing.

A gust of cold wind came out.

Belfati was slightly startled, shook his head, and regained his wandering thoughts.

I have been patrolling for three consecutive days and found nothing... If it is really man-made, there is a high probability that I will not have the guts to attack the members of the Knights.

"It's foggy, let's move faster, Susan."

She said something, but received no response from her friend's unique nasal voice.

"Susan?"

Looking back, there was no one behind her.

The white mist gradually began to rise. In the darkness, the light could not penetrate the white mist, and there was no one behind it.

Belfati held his breath.

Alone in the streets late at night, this thick white fog, this strange neighborhood, this weird atmosphere...

She secretly said it was bad.

The current situation cannot be inferred using common sense. Is it true that I have been targeted by the other party and become a hunting target?

She immediately grasped the weapon hanging on her waist, a knight's long sword... However, because she had not yet stepped into the transcendent world, the knight's sword was not actually used. It was a backup borrowed from the Knights.

Supplies, no one’s name has been engraved on them, so naturally they won’t start.

So her real confidence comes from the pistol she carries with her, a P299 pistol with a caliber of 9mm, a magazine capacity of 12 rounds, and an effective range of 50 meters. It is an excellent partner for the American Iai.

Firearms basically kill people with one hit. As long as they are not extraordinary, one bullet can send criminals to meet their God.

If he is truly an extraordinary person, he must use this knight's sword, or simply run away without looking back... although he may not be able to escape.

Belfati gritted his teeth and carefully observed his surroundings. Since he was lost, the best way was not to walk around randomly.

"This white mist..."

She began to think that the appearance of the fog might have something to do with her sudden loss, but the foggy city in the middle of winter was foggy all year round.

She suddenly heard footsteps, turned around, raised her gun and yelled: "Who is that!"

Through a layer of white mist, she noticed the sound of footsteps coming from an alley, and the sound of leather shoes tapping on the ground was very rhythmic.

The other party didn't say anything, and just walked out of the alley calmly.

Belfati also stepped back cautiously, keeping a distance.

Still not sure who the other party is... an enemy, a supernatural being, or an ordinary person?

She doesn't dare and can't shoot at will unless she understands it clearly.

Soon, the back figure walked out of the alleyway, passed through the thick white fog, and appeared in the line of sight. Because the moonlight was dim and the fog was thick, she could not see the other person's face clearly for a while. She only noticed that he was wearing a smart suit.

The suit sets off the body

He was tall and slender, and his suit was embroidered with some patterns that she couldn't recognize with golden threads, as if they were some kind of writing. The other person's right hand held a civilized staff, with the top of the cane shaped like a golden lion's head.

Hands are clean and slender.

The visitor exuded a unique and transcendent temperament. The first feeling she gave her was that of mystery, and the second feeling was that of charm.

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This outfit is very in line with Western aesthetics, but I don’t know what it looks like...

No, no, what are you thinking about? Is this the time to care about this?

Belfati lowered the muzzle of the gun fifteen degrees slightly. She could not smell the smell of blood from this man. She instinctively felt that he did not look like a murderer, but the origin of the man was mysterious, and he did not look like an ordinary person who had lost his way. Ordinary people

I wouldn’t wear a formal suit and wander around the White Rose neighborhood late at night.

"Who are you?"

She continued to keep her voice low, trying to show that she was calm enough, instead of acting like a frightened little girl... Although she had just grown up this year, she was still a fresh freshman at the Royal Academy.

"Humph..."

Belfati heard a low grunt coming from the other party's throat, with a nasal voice that sounded like an adult's. It was a unique voice that made her eardrums feel like it was being fucked. She instantly lost her head.

I was numb, as if there was an electric current running through my back, and I almost ignored what this man said.

"I didn't expect to meet a lady here, let alone..."

The young man took a step forward and walked through the white mist. His handsome and handsome features looked like jade in the moonlight. He smiled and said hello: "Good evening, Miss Jerusalem."

Belfati's eyes were in a trance for a moment.

If the scene hadn't been inappropriate, if it hadn't been the first time she'd met, she would have wondered whether she was on a date rather than on night patrol.

By the way, Jerusalem...who is that?

Do you know me? If so, why did you call me by another name?

"Ahem...sorry."

The young man coughed dryly and took the initiative to express his apology: "Should I call you Miss Tifa?"

"Who is Tifa?"

The muzzle of Belfati's gun dropped another thirty degrees and was aimed at the opponent's knee. She corrected with a strange expression: "My name is Belfati Lockhart Hydera."

"Belfati..."

The young man held his chin and looked at the other person's cheek carefully: "Isn't it the other way around, Tifa?"

Belfati's face turned red after being stared at for thirty seconds. He first turned his head away, then looked away, and finally raised his gun unbearably: "Staring at a lady is not the behavior a gentleman should do!"

The young man smiled and raised his hand: "Sorry, sorry, it's too similar, I made a mistake... If you look carefully, you can see that the similarity is very high, but it turns out they are not the same person."

"Same person?"

"Jerusalem in my heart." The young man sighed and laughed at himself: "Maybe I will never have the chance to see it again in my life."

Belfati's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean..."

The moment she asked the question, she suddenly saw the young man's face change and he immediately grabbed her wrist.

"What are you going to do!"

"Get out of the way!"

Accompanied by the sound of a misfire, Belfati was pushed away. The moment she fell to the ground, she saw behind her original position. She tore open the white mist with one hand, and stabbed the young man directly with a claw-like blade.

location.

In an instant, it sank to the bottom and disembowelled it.

The young man with outstanding temperament immediately fell to the ground, his chest was broken, and he could no longer survive.

The attacker made a weird laugh, crackling like a madman. He was very tall, half-crouching and still about 1.5 meters tall.

Belfati looked at the scene in front of him and was unable to react for a moment. After reacting, he immediately aimed at the attacker and pulled the trigger, but all the bullets were lost in the white mist and missed.

So fast.

Why does the image of this monster look so much like the Ripper in the Shadow Species! However, the Ripper is a Shadow Species of level 2 or above, so he cannot handle it on his own. It seems that this monster does not have a level 2, otherwise there would be no need to dodge bullets.

Once again, she sensed a fatal attack coming, and she didn't even have time to express her guilt to the man who had just saved her life. She only glanced at the place where he fell to the ground, and then pulled out the knight's sword from her waist.

Dang Dang Dang——!

She resisted the impact several times in a row, but very reluctantly.

Belfati's swordsmanship is among the best in its class, but this monster has no swordsmanship at all. It relies on pure speed and strength. In the white mist, she can't see the opponent's position clearly, and there is no way to judge the attack.

The trajectory and attack route can only be defended passively with the knight's sword, which is constantly consuming physical energy.

If this doesn't work, I will...

Will die...

The moment the idea emerged, her arms trembled for a moment. At the same time, the alien species attacking in the darkness had already rushed towards her, and the white mist was torn apart.

There was a sharp pain from the tiger's mouth, and the knight's sword flew out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Without defense, at this moment, she could almost smell the rotten smell of death.

She did not close her eyes, but raised her hands, even though she knew she would die, she still did not want to wait for death.

A burst of rapid footsteps was like the beating of drums, duk duk dukkong...

The next moment, a right leg rose up into the air and kicked the alien on the side of the face. It flew out on the spot and hit Xuan'er, hitting the wall on one side, as if a crisp bone cracking sound was heard.

Belfati was so stunned that she almost collapsed on the ground. She looked at the young man who reappeared in her sight in surprise, feeling incredible.

He had clearly been stabbed through the chest by a blade, and his heart should have been torn out, so how could he still be alive and kicking?

Bai Yu tore open his collar, pulled down his tie, then wrapped it around the back of his hand and tied it into a simple fist belt. He then flicked the civilized stick in his hand, and the latter instantly transformed into a spear with a black background and a golden lion.<

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Throwing aside his obstructive windbreaker, he walked towards the alien while dragging his spear.

"You've only killed me sixty-seven times and you're tired of it?"

"How dare you attack the lady of Jerusalem in my heart!"
Chapter completed!