Spearman's Fate

Dazzling red instantly covered their eyes, the whole world was tilted, and the last picture in their field of vision was a boy with cold eyes.

"Crack~!"

The sound of the corpse falling to the ground was extremely ear-piercing, but it did not attract any attention, because with the first landing sound, there was another dense landing sound...

Joshua, who once again completed the task perfectly, was about to turn around and leave...

'Boom~'

Although it was very slight, Joshua looked over vigilantly at the sudden knocking sound, and then saw the purple-haired girl in the huge tank knocking on the tank in a panic.

Joshua's task was to clean up the rebels, so he turned and left without hesitation, but at this moment...

'Joshua...'

The gentle female voice that suddenly came out of his mind made him have a splitting headache, and even the dagger in his left hand slipped and stuck directly into the ground. He felt that voice was extremely familiar and gentle, but he didn't know who it was.

Joshua, covering his head with one hand, returned to the tank again and raised the dagger in the other hand...

"Thorn~!"

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of glass cracking, the huge tank shattered, and then—————

"Cough cough~"

The purple-haired girl kept coughing, and seeing her being rescued, Joshua also felt that the gentle female voice in his mind was gradually disappearing, but unlike before, at this time he no longer felt irritable, but was extremely longing Hear that voice again.

"Joshua!!"

However, the male voice that suddenly appeared at this moment made Joshua sober.

"Levi... I'm sorry, I seem to hear a voice, she called my name, I... don't know why I saved that child..."

Maybe it was because he did something other than the mission, so Joshua couldn't help apologizing, but he couldn't explain exactly what happened.

"It's okay, the leader didn't say he couldn't save people..."

At this time, Reinhardt's expression became extremely complicated. He suddenly had a strange premonition when he was outside, and then when he arrived at the position where Joshua was, he happened to see him covering his head and cutting open the tank. This made him very unbelievable, because Joshua was actually hypnotized by the third pillar, White-faced Wiseman. Logically speaking, he should not do things other than the task.

The reason for this is that in the "Hamel tragedy" at the beginning, the other party's sister, also his lover and fiancee Kaling died in order to protect Joshua. The huge impact on the young Joshua almost became Walking dead, one of the purposes of the helpless Reinhardt joining the association was to heal his "brother". In the end, Joshua accepted the third column of "treatment" or hypnosis to completely seal that memory.

At this time, what Joshua said reminded Reinhardt of that gentle woman, the girl who always played the harmonica with a gentle smile when he was resting...

'Karin, are you protecting Joshua even now? '

The tears were almost uncontrollable, but he still managed to keep his usual cold face.

And at this moment—————

"NO.2? What are you doing? Why did you run away suddenly..."

At this time, Lancer, covered in blood, also rushed in from the door. He and Leonhardt were still outside killing all directions, and suddenly Leonhardt rushed towards a certain direction. After finishing those people, he rushed over, but what he didn't expect was that he saw Joshua lying on the ground, Reinhardt who was holding him, and a purple-haired...

"Ahhhhh!!"

A scream instantly brought back the thoughts of the three present.

Unlike 'Sura' and Joshua whose memory was sealed, although Ling accepted the test of true knowledge, these tests were extremely painful, but she had not actually seen other people undergoing the test. Se was like a demon crawling out of hell, and naturally scared Ling, who was originally mentally unstable, almost fainted.

When Lancer saw the purple-haired little girl, he immediately confirmed that the other party's identity should be 'Ling'.

However, the other party's reaction still made Lancer a little helpless. Why did he see Joshua and Reinhardt have no reaction, and saw him so exaggerated?

But it’s not that he doesn’t really know the reason. Joshua was the one who rescued her first, and Reinhardt is a handsome guy. Although he looks good, he is covered in blood, which is really scary. But there is no way, after all, he is not Reinhardt. When facing a large number of enemies, he can't maintain efficient killing while avoiding blood. After all, he is not the "Sword Emperor".

But he is not helpless, he took out the small horn flute from his pocket...

Almost at the same time he blew it, he noticed that Leonhardt's muscles were tense, but Lancer was still calm, after all, he was not calling people, but calling cats.

Tiger - "Meow?"

Alu - "Meow..."

Jack - "Meow!"

With three meows, three cats appeared at the door of the room.

Chapter 5 Cassius

Originally, Reinhardt was ready to fight when he noticed that Lancer took out the horn flute, but he was stunned for a few seconds when he saw the three cats poking their heads.

'What kind of monsters are these cats? '

But when he was sure that no one appeared, he was also relieved. Although he was not afraid of fighting, he was not a fighting maniac after all, and it was also a good thing for him to reduce some unnecessary fighting.

There is no doubt that Lancer's actions almost caused a new battle, but it was not without benefits. For example, the sad atmosphere in the room just now was also instantly diluted.

Lancer didn't know what Reinhardt was thinking just now, because his attention was all on Ling who was crying in front of him, but fortunately his helper had already arrived.

"Alu, Tiger, Jack!"

Following Lan Se's order, the three cats came to Ling's side helplessly.

"I'll go out first and continue to deal with those guys."

Seeing the three cats starting to work, Lancer also left the room instead of meddling. After all, he still had other things to do.

The embarrassment and sneer on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by cold eyes without the slightest emotion.