How did I turn the victim into Feng Aotian?

Wait, what does she want to do?

Shilok immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Muite's behavior exceeded expectations.

She took off the greathelm of Silok.

? !

I rely on!

"Oh, that's so cute."

Mute's admiration terrified Shilok.

Shilok felt his head resting on Muite's thigh, feeling the softness and warmth of a woman's lap, and the other person stroked his face with her cold hands.

Exposed.

Shilok didn't want to expose his and Cass's appearance to Muite, in case he ran into her again one day and was recognized.

Now that things have come to this, I can only hope that Muite will not remember a nobody like me.

Shilok closed his eyes tightly and tried his best to pretend to be dead.

"You're sweating a lot. As expected, this armor is very hot, right? But it's a tank after all. I'm sorry... Yeah, when I heard your voice, I thought that you and Yot were very similar, plus your face."

The name that Muite mentioned was her younger brother.

"I guess this must be Lord Izabilis's recognition of me, to be able to meet someone so close to my brother."

There was a hint of crying in Muite's voice, tears seeped out of the black cloth, and a tear fell on Shilok's face.

If you want to see your brother so much, can you just die soon?

Three years ago, Muite burned his parents and younger brother to death using the same method as today.

Muite suddenly kissed Shilok's face.

The lips are as light as flower petals, as soft as marshmallows, and itchy as if they were stroked by a bird's feather.

Shilok tried his best to stay calm. At this time, he seriously suspected that Muite was a brother-con.

What are you doing, man?!

Is that something you can kiss?

Even I haven't...

This made Cass, who was peeking through the giant helmet not far away, uneasy.

It felt like someone had dug a small piece out of my heart.

But....

Shilok didn't give any signal and couldn't move.

This time is different from the time with Cliff. Once Hillock gives the signal, he will definitely be able to provide support immediately.

I want to believe in Shilok.

Cass bit his lip, his eyes under the huge helmet staring at Muite's every move.

But Cass had gotten it all wrong.

What Hillock meant by giving a signal was to calculate how long it would take for Muite to leave before he could get up and stop pretending to be dead, but Cass thought it was the beginning of a war.

Muite's cheeks were slightly blushing as she played with Shilok's hair.

As if she was still not satisfied, Muite's fingertips lightly touched the cherry-colored upper lip of Shilok. After a little hesitation, she pushed her golden brown hair behind her ears and bent down...

"------!"

A strong murderous intent surged towards Muite, and with a flash of white blade, Cass drew his sword and rushed towards the two of them.

52. Hillock, pretending to be dead

Ding--

A sickle appeared beside Muite, defusing the attack.

Cass swung his knife in pursuit, but Muite let go of Shilok and took a big leap back to create distance.

"This amount can make a group of ogres unconscious, but you can still wake up. It seems that your body is really good."

Muite smiled and summoned four more sickles.

The sickle strikes!

Cas watched the smiling woman, making her scythe miss twice and three times in a row.

Up left, right....tilt!

Cass dodged sideways and stepped back.

In the room with a regular square structure, Cass was careful not to be forced against the wall, while concentrating on avoiding attacks. Several fatal injuries "hit" Cass's head, abdomen, and heart, but he relied on his talent to reduce the friction to 0 and slid out.

The warm air unique to the dungeon licked over my skin smoothly.

Eh? What did I...do?

Cass's mind reacted a beat slower than his body, and by the time he reacted, he was already in deep combat with Muite.

That’s right, Muite.

Kissing Shilok’s face wasn’t enough, he even wanted to…!

Since Muite is a member of the Fallen Demon Society.

It doesn't matter if I kill him.

Cass took a quick step forward, making a sound of breaking wind, and pointed the sword directly at Muite's neck.

"Oh... talent?"

Ding--! !

There was a crisscross sound of metal clashing, and the sickle blocked the sword.

Muite raised his hand calmly, and a ferocious red sickle hung above Cass's head.

It was the move that killed General Niu instantly!

The effective area of ​​Kas's [Friction] talent can be expanded to the range of an arm at the current level.

If it was just this one blow...

Can dodge!

Muite in front of him maintained a gentle smile, which made Cass feel cold.

Caston felt something was wrong.

Six identical sickles appeared in the 360-degree surroundings.

Completely surrounded.

Cass gripped the straight sword tightly, adjusted the effective range of his talent, cut it into countless small pieces and placed them all over his body, trying to predict the direction of the sickle's attack.

The bet is whether the opponent's attack will cut him into pieces first, or our side will cut Mutt first.

Knowing that this is futile, a pointless struggle.

They'll be seriously injured anyway.

Better to continue attacking.

I would feel uncomfortable if I didn't stab this woman who was always smiling.

Just as the sharp blade of the sickle was shining and about to swing down.

The sickle suddenly stopped moving, as if it was restrained by something.

It was a very short moment, even slower than a blink of an eye, and it really did stop for a split second.

Cass saw that Muite's smile was a little stiff.

Seizing the opportunity, Cass added friction elimination to the straight sword. This move easily cut through the armor of the Maple Court Knight and slashed towards Muite.

“——!! Tsk.”

It only left a thin scratch on Mutte's cheek, and her charming eyes didn't even look at Cass.

Cass leaped sideways and escaped from the cage formed by the sickle.

When they moved away, they discovered that countless silver threads extended from the ground and the ceiling. Countless glittering silver threads were wrapped around the sickle, tightly restricting its movements.

"Not bad, not bad. Mr. Wolfe can really move."

Muite praised, she tilted her neck with a smile, and all those silver threads burst and dissipated.

In Shilok's hand, he held a stick-like prop with countless silver threads at the tip.

R34 Binding Item, a net to entangle large monsters, costs 1 R each and can be recycled after use. But Muite destroyed it, and the item was useless.

Feeling sorry for the props, Shilok still smiled evilly:

"Your knee pillow is very comfortable."

"I also want to give you a pillow for a while..."

However, the focus of Shilok's attention was not on Muite, but on her back.

The person you've been waiting for has arrived.

In the field of vision, the door of the room behind Muite had been opened at some point.

Two people were standing.

The uniform is gray and black, with a red background and black edges on the armbands, which are printed with a scale symbolizing order and a sickle symbolizing death.

They mobilized their magic power—

"Good afternoon, Tuner."

Muite naturally discovered it and revealed the identities of the two people with a polite smile.

The action was faster and stronger than the magic power mobilized by those two people.

She quickly glanced at Shearlock and Cas, and at Jade and Weiss on the ground.

I'm sorry I couldn't send you to the golden land of happiness and carefreeness.

The summoned sickle instantly cut through the wall on the side, and the wall cut into the shape of children's building blocks slid down and produced a lot of dust, and Muite escaped.

The two Tuners caught up silently and quickly.

After making sure the three people had gone far away, Cass approached Shilok.

"Thanks, Shilok, are you alright?"

"It's okay, we just planned ahead."

A backup plan to be exact.

Shilok brushed off his dusty long hair, took off his armor, scanned with the ring watch, and sucked it into the warehouse.

He was lying on the ground pretending to be dead and secretly sending messages, but when he saw that Cas couldn't hold on any longer, he quickly threw a barrier prop to slow him down.

Shilok was not worried about Cass being chopped into pieces.

According to Muite's principle of keeping the body intact, she would help sew it back together after it was cut, and would also use props for treatment.

Cass looked down at the pattern Muite had laid out on the ground:

Two entangled branches, half withered and half fresh with tender green leaves, with a large yellow cake in the center, representing the golden moon.

The symbol of the Fallen Demon Society.

Cass had seen it before in a textbook.

"...Mute, she was discovered by the Tuner. She should be caught soon."

"Maybe there's no other way. It's good enough if we can kill him."

"Eh?"