How did I turn the victim into Feng Aotian?

Hetanid sighed without any sense of tension.

"You're still so ruthless... Hetanid, can you come up with a few more invisible attacks? Just cut off his legs and don't let him run away."

"Cruel... You still dare to say that to me. Of course I can, but your magic power supply is very slow right now. I estimate that it will take another 20 seconds for you to swing as fast as before."

"If you don't have the same level of speed as before, he would have dodged it."

After this round of fighting, Katia deeply understood how fast the opponent was, so fast that even Hetanid could hardly keep up.

but it does not matter.

There are 20 seconds left. If I can hold on for this long, I will have the strength to fight back.

If he could be cut by the demon's blade, then this man's defense shouldn't be that strong.

Can be knocked down.

Just as Katia asked Hetanid to switch to defensive mode -

“Hah——?!”

An ominous background music sounded in Katia's heart.

Henson pulled out three more tree branch shapes from his pocket, which were exactly the same as the previous ones.

"I have to finish this quickly... There are still 8 of them... 15 seconds left... Enough for me to complete my mission..."

Henson used his remaining left arm to pull back.

"...I was wondering why the smell was like canned pickled herring that had been fermented for fifty years. That man had more than one on him. Don't touch any of these crumbs. People with weak mentalities can easily be devoured."

Katya didn't really listen, racking her brains to think of how to respond.

8 rounds.

If this man could fire eight shots in a row at the same speed as just now, Katia was not confident that she could dodge them all, at least not with her decelerated body. The friction wouldn't dissipate fast enough and she would definitely be hurt.

By the way, why not let Hetanid transform into Elulu and let her fight Henson?

Just hold on for 15 seconds...

"It's okay for me, but you and I are connected by magic. If you are slow, I can't be fast either."

damn it!

Katia prayed that her body would recover quickly, even if it was just a millisecond faster!

Henson's arm pulled out an afterimage and threw it.

Three shots in one breath!

Katia's attention was extremely focused. She desperately used her talent [Friction] to speed up the flow of S33 gas in her body, but the black meteor was already approaching her, and the sharp blade of the Demon Blade tried to block its trajectory.

The black meteor turned.

“——??!”

In Katia's vision, the dark branches turned 45 degrees to the left and flew straight out of the platform.

Soon, a strong wind blew on my face and I caught a loud explosion in my left ear.

The sound source distance is about 20 meters.

"AT Stand Defense."

A slightly bored girl's voice.

Katia forced herself to turn her neck and eyes and look in the direction of the voice.

Under the street lights in the dark night, the dust generated by the impact dissipated, revealing a girl with light golden hair.

He held a small leather shield in his left hand and two ice creams in his right hand. He licked the strawberry ice cream while hooking a chocolate ice cream between his fingers.

She looked at the ice cream with a look of regret, and slowly walked towards the platform:

"It looks like there's dust on the ice cream.... Sister Tia, what are you doing, playing Street Fighter?"

Seeing that the second attempt failed, Henson took it from his pocket and prepared for a third attack.

At the same time, Hill sounded the wolf alarm.

Beep, beep, beep——!!!

The rather shrill alarm sounded, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

"Uh..."

Because of the sudden noise, Henson's hand slipped and the black branch fell to the ground.

"Hill..."

The harsh sound did not have much effect on Katia. She had bought enough time for her body to recover and she reminded him loudly:

"You—don't come over here! Call the Tuner!"

9 seconds left.

"....It's...surprising...."

It was not known whether he was impressed by Hill's skills or the anti-wolf alarm, but Henson, knowing that he was the focus of attention, had to retreat.

He just took one foot back.

"Stop it, both of you."

A tall man with a deep voice and a gray-black uniform, the tuner appeared at the platform ticket gate and raised his hand to the two.

The transparent wall made of dark purple hexagons was divided into two sides, each standing in front of the two people.

Anyway, Katia shouted first:

"That person is from the Fallen Demon Society, be careful!"

The Tuner's eyes narrowed slightly.

Henson acted faster than his opponent.

He quietly hid his hands behind his back and crushed all the black branches in his hands in one breath. The branches under his feet were also crushed by him and dissipated in the wind.

What is the offensive method?

Katia kept her eyes on Henson through the protective layer.

Her body was finally able to move, and she held her sword horizontally in a defensive stance to prepare for Henson's next attack.

However, Henson's actions were far beyond her expectations.

Henson raised one hand and knelt on the ground in advance.

"I'm sorry....Mr. Tuner...it's my fault...I acted on impulse."

With cold sweat dripping down his face, he explained to the tuner with a wry smile.

"—?"

Katya looked confused.

The tuner glanced at the broken arm on the ground and approached the two men. The three of them stood in the shape of an isosceles triangle, with the tuner standing at the sharpest angle.

"You know him?"

The Tuner turned to Katia, his tone flat and indifferent.

"No, the first time I met him, he told me his name was Henson...ah."

Katia saw Henson spread out his only remaining left hand and shrugged, revealing a helpless smile.

She realized why Henson had crushed the black branches.

I couldn't help but click my tongue in my heart.

The most direct and powerful evidence was destroyed by him!

There is a tuner on site, so we can't cut him.

"How fast! You're here before Ciel even called. Uncle, you're so tall! It turns out there aren't only pretty girls among the Tuners."

Hill came to Katia and expressed his admiration for the tall tuner.

He glanced at Hill and said nothing. Instead, he turned on the tablet in his hand to check the information.

"What a cool character. Here, this is your ice cream, Sister Tia, and this is the recovery medicine."

"Huh? Thank you, thank you. Well! I can drink it myself!"

Katia held an ice cream in one hand while Hill fed her a blue Hawaiian-flavored recovery potion.

Hill also used a towel prop that could quickly absorb liquids to wipe Katia's body until she looked brand new, as if she had never been injured.

The Tuner raised her hand toward Hill, and a dark purple wall appeared before her.

"What are you doing, uncle? Hill and Sister Tia are together."

"Because she said this guy is from the Fallen Demon Society, just in case, you have to be quarantined... Also, I'm only 24, not an uncle."

The Tuner kept his eyes on the tablet and set up a light blue barrier for the entire station.

It is to prevent people from approaching and also to prevent people inside from escaping.

On the platform covered with blood (mostly Henson's blood), Hill had an ordinary expression as if he saw a fight between cats and dogs, and was slurping the ice cream pancakes.

Katia had occasionally heard about Hellux taking his sister to the dungeon before, but with her mental state... Hellux had obviously led her astray.

Katya licked the icy ice cream with her left hand and held her beloved sword with her right hand.

"Sister Tia, can you tell Hill why you two fought?"

Hill licked his lips after eating the ice cream. He put his left hand, which was equipped with a small leather shield, behind his back, as if he was hiding something.

118. Exposed? (3K)

As Katia quickly explained the whole story to Hill.

"I was the one who had bad intentions towards her. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry for causing trouble to everyone."

Henson took some painkillers, touched his bloody broken arm, bowed his head and apologized to Katia, and also apologized to the sparse crowd of onlookers.

"No, what are you talking about? You were the one who had to stuff some black ornament into my mouth, and now you're apologizing?"

Oh my God, I can’t stand it.

Saw something disgusting.

The person who was thinking about killing himself in the last second bent down and lowered his head in the next second.

"Please arrest me, Mr. Tuner. I am the cause of all this."

Henson's sincerity is touching.

"Then, then you also admit that you are a member of the Fallen Demon Society?"

Katya was surprised at the other party's generous attitude of admitting his mistake, but she still asked.

"The Fallen Demon Society? What are you talking about? I'm not that dangerous."

Henson's glasses widened, as if he was hearing this for the first time.

"....Your God is a psychopath, and you don't mind me saying that?"

In the face of Katia's blasphemous words, Henson's choice is:

“So, I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

He put his glasses back on, and his expression couldn't be seen clearly due to the reflection.

"You took out these women's clothes, didn't you? He said he would punch holes in my body to prevent the clothes from getting damaged so I could change into them."

Katya pointed to the pile of laundry on the bench.

"I brought it here, but it's my personal hobby. I have a cross-dressing fetish."

"Aha?"

Katia was speechless at Henson's eloquent speech.

She held the tissue in her hand and picked up the prop that was placed in the shadow of the chair.