"Alchemist of the Abyss! Kabbalah Hiltaire! I am arresting you for causing explosions in public places, mass murder, abuse of magic, killing imperial soldiers, and intending to attack important nobles! Do you have anything to say?
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As soon as the sheriff girl landed on the ground, she put away the flame wings. It seemed that controlling the flame wings to fly was also a huge burden for her.
"He has killed so many people, why are you talking so much?" Su Zuo struggled to get up from the rubble, holding the little baby girl in his arms. The pain in his chest and back was unbearable.
, he couldn't help but feel a little lucky. Fortunately, he asked Wei Jier to throw him towards the baby girl. Otherwise, he had no idea how much effect a mage's hand could have.
After several twists and turns, the baby girl finally woke up, and for a while the only sound left in the barrier was the baby's crying.
Su Zuo looked at the attacker in front of him.
It was a middle-aged man with a vaguely familiar figure, long gray hair tied tightly into a ponytail, a rough Chinese character face, short and thick beard, tall and well-proportioned, holding a silver alchemy spear in his hand.
He lowered his head slightly, and the most conspicuous sign was the cross scar on his right eye.
Su Zuo looked carefully again——
"I'll go! Isn't this the man in black robe?!" Looking at the man's height of 1.9 meters, Su Zuo finally came to his senses.
However, his original black robe and suitcase were gone, and he was dressed in white clothes that resembled the German military robe of his previous life. It was slightly similar in shape to the sheriff's uniform, but if you look carefully, you can see that there are still many differences. There are many hangings on it.
There were no fragmentary golden decorations, because they might not contain important information, so Su Zuo wrote down the decorative symbols with unknown meanings one by one.
It seems that because he heard his name, the alchemist of the abyss - Kabbalah Hill Taylor slowed down and looked at the golden-red sword in the girl's hand: "Who am I talking about...Alpine Edelweiss, Nocha
Is it the new generation of the Jin family... That old guy Revadin even gave you Quinchel, he seems to be very optimistic about you..."
"My grandfather was taken care of by you back then. I am not talented, but I inherited the 'Molten Fire' with a mere strength outside the truth. But no matter what, I will not let you pass."
The police officer girl faced the gray-haired man. Although her back was straight and her tone was upright, Su Zuo noticed that the ring finger of the girl's left hand holding the scabbard was trembling slightly.
"What is your purpose? As far as I know, unlike those Nanling rebels, you have no enmity with the Silver Rose Family. Moreover, you have been out of sight of the empire for many years. The conspiracy and struggle among the imperial nobles should not involve you.
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After realizing that she could not match her opponent's strength, Wei Jier did not immediately attack the gray-haired assassin in front of her, but tried her best to stall for time.
However, the gray-haired alchemist easily saw through her intention: "Do you want to know? Then ask the gods after you die——"
"Buzz--" The spear he waved plowed a huge ravine on the ground in a way that went against common sense, but the girl was no longer where she was.
"So fast!" It sprayed high-temperature flames downwards as auxiliary power, and the girl who jumped more than ten meters away in an instant looked at the traces on the ground, and her heart shrank.
"Too slow." However, before Wei Jie'er landed, the alchemist Kabbalah had reappeared at the girl's landing point. The steel gun rotated and struck hard like an iron whip on the long sword that the girl had hurriedly placed across her chest.
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"Bang!" Arcs of fire splashed out, and the high-temperature fire snake wrapped around the steel gun and headed towards Kabala's right arm.
However, Kabala just waved his arm gently and the flame went out: "I really don't understand you flame swordsmen... Why do you insist on attaching a layer of flame to the long sword when it's obviously not hot?"
Wei Jie'er bent down and landed on the ground, pulling out a stream of smoke and dust on the ground. The right hand holding the long sword could not help but tremble, making Su Zuo's vest shiver——
Is this a high-level battle in this world... He is obviously an alchemist, but he defeated a high-level magic swordsman in close combat and was unable to fight back...
Alchemists are a type of mage branch between magicians and arcane mages. They mainly fight with various alchemical products through alchemy. The fighting style is usually weird and changeable, but after reaching the level of Kabbalah, there is a kind of...
It breaks through the rough simplicity of clever techniques.
Su Zuo felt that he could no longer watch. He held the baby girl in his arms and ran to Sheryl who was kneeling on the ground.
"Madam! Weijie'er can't stop him for long, come with me!"
"But..." Sheryl looked very surprised when she was pulled up by a half-year-old child.
"It's okay to stop. Wei Jie'er has to protect you behind her to be so passive. After you're far away from the battlefield, she won't have to continue to resist the alchemist's attack!"
Su Zuo convinced the other party easily. He pulled the woman who was taller than him and rushed into the police station at a trot.
"Ma'am, I leave it to you!"
The voice of the girl behind her was as clear and upright as ever - it was an elegance that had never faded.
Su Zuo turned around and stopped, using a sharp drill to cut a large rip in Sheryl's long skirt, and tore off the obstructive hem.
Dragging Shirley once again, Su Zuo ran towards the depths of the police station. Su Zuo looked at the dark depths of the building in front of him and silently muttered in his heart——
Don't die... girl...
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"call……"
If only I had put more thought into fighting when I was in the academy...
At this time, the sun had just risen above the horizon. In the cold air, the dawn sunshine had a clarity that could cleanse even the soul.
At the beginning of this beautiful week, this land was already stained with a thick layer of cruelty by smoke, dust and blood.
It's like pouring pig's blood on a beautiful landscape painting, pouring asphalt on a precious work of art, or stepping heavily on something that people value. It's a painful trauma that can even tear the soul into pieces.
Listening to the footsteps retreating behind her, Weijier sighed slowly, her golden-red hair flying in her ears. Looking directly at the culprit who destroyed all beautiful things, Weijier's golden eyes
There was no anger or hatred in his eyes, only deep self-blame and regret——
"Little Wei Jie'er, what do you want to do when you grow up?"
"Be like Dad! Be a Sheriff!"
"Ha! Our little Victoria has chosen a difficult path."
"Why?"
The warm hands in my memory touched my head.
"Because protecting is much more difficult than destroying."
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"Did you hear that?"
"I lost my father when I was only six years old..."
"Just for a commoner..."
"My head must have been damaged... I tell my subordinates all day long what I want to protect with my life..."
"What are you doing! What are you doing! Someone is here! Get this crazy Sheriff..."
Someone staggered into me from behind.
I gently wiped my father's remains with my hands. I still didn't quite understand the concept of death, but I just knew that the cold body would never move again.
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"Huh? Are you that Nochakin? The chief among the freshmen this year, you actually want to go to the reconnaissance department. What do you think of Young Dragon Academy? A playground?!"
"We are the young dragons! The young dragon academy! The young dragon knights! The young dragon knights!"
"Our mission is to become the sword of the empire! Crush all enemies that threaten the empire, crush them again and again!"
"Guard?! What a ridiculous belief!!"
The long sword was discarded in front of him, and the sand splashed all over his face.
"Asshole...bastard! I can't defeat you no matter what...I admit it, I'll admit it! I'll admit your belief, I'll do it!"
The moment before he lost consciousness, what remained in his mouth and nose was the fishy smell of sand in front of him.
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"Have you decided yet...choose the same path as your father..."
"Your talent is the most outstanding among this generation... If you join the army, you will probably be able to cross the threshold of truth in a few years..."
"Ha... forget it, since you have already made up your mind, I won't advise you anymore."
"This is the 'Molten Fire' Kunchier, but it is also called the 'Molten Fire'. In this generation, no, I should say in the past hundred years, you are probably the most suitable owner of it..."
What was handed over to the hands was the weight of silver.
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Alpine edelweiss.
When the flowers bloom, they are called "edelweiss".
This is a true "high mountain flower" that only grows on the rare rocky surface of mountain tops above 1,700 meters above sea level.
This kind of flower, which only blooms in harsh and harsh mountains, has a flower language that is completely different from its delicate appearance in local legends.
Tenacious and independent—that is, courageous.
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The flames faded, and the cold ice started to freeze from the hilt of the sword, and even the fingers began to freeze, but the girl's beautiful face was as fresh as a flower wrapped in ice sculptures.
After the magic power of the flames faded, the long sword showed a beautiful and pure silver glow. The legendary long sword, "Quencil of the Molten Fire", reappeared in people's sight after more than a hundred years of silence.
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The Alchemist of the Abyss looked at the girl in front of him whose long hair was frozen white by ice, and showed a slightly wary look——
"interesting……"
He was not prepared to give the girl a chance to react. He spun the alchemy spear in his right hand, and the next moment, the frozen road in front of the girl had exploded.
It was only then that the alchemist's words lingering in the air reached the girl's ears.
"It's just a reversal of positive and negative energy. If the total amount of magic power remains unchanged, what can you do!"
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