Elven History Song

"Here."

Under the moonlight, the girl wearing a tight black night jacket carefully looked around the deserted residential area and confirmed that this was the place she was looking for. She gently took off the black scarf on her head that was used to wrap her hair. Her long black hair fell like a waterfall. She took out the hairband and tied it into a ponytail. She looked up at the moon half-covered by clouds in the sky.

At this time, the First Dark World War had already started for three months, and the six captains who purged the church were cleaning up the surrounding organizations according to Ruan Guixian's orders. Because the strength of the purge church itself was very strong, and with the full efforts of the six captains, about half of the surrounding organizations had been wiped out.

The girl took out a pistol from the gun bag tied to her right leg. The bullets were already filled. She pulled down the gun bolt and fumbled out from the gun bag a plum blossom-shaped badge with some burnt corners. The pattern on it was a "Capitalized". She looked at the badge, and her eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

On that day three years ago, as an ordinary twelve-year-old girl in a village, she was still walking on the road back from school carrying her schoolbag as usual, humming the song the teacher had just taught, and thinking about what she should do. How to perform this song well to your mother.

At dusk when the sun sets, smoke rises from people’s cooking pots in the distance. Every time she passed by, she would raise her nose and smell carefully what other people's dinners were so that she could go back and show off to her mother.

But today for some reason, no one around me is cooking. According to the usual time, everyone should start busying for dinner at this time, but today was uncharacteristically, instead, smoke was rising from the back of their house.

There were fewer dogs barking in the surrounding tile-roofed houses than usual. Every time she passed this house, the ferocious black dog inside would bark at her.

When I calmed down and listened carefully, I realized that the surroundings were unusually quiet. Except for the sounds she made, everything else stayed there quietly, as if everything had lost its life.

The smoke from the kitchen is still there in the distance, and the gray-black smoke reaches straight into the sky, forming an unsettling bridge with the blue sky and white clouds.

No, the smoke is not this color.

Wait, where are the friends I went home with?

She stood on tiptoes and looked into the distance. She and another boy of the same age are the only ones in the whole village who can go to school in a town a few kilometers away. Every time they go home one after another, because their classes end at different times, so every time she They are all about ten minutes behind him. You can usually see him walking slowly in front, but you didn't see him today.

She gradually slowed down and walked towards home. The smoke became thicker and thicker, but gradually faded as time passed. She didn't dare to go near there, inexplicable uneasiness surged in her heart, and her soul was urging her to leave quickly, but she wanted to go home, because her mother would be worried if she didn't go home too late.

Quiet paths, quiet houses, quiet evening breeze...deathly silence. The smoke had been completely extinguished, but the pungent smell was still floating around. She walked to the door of the house, and her eyes accidentally glanced over and saw the place where the smoke was coming from at the back of the house.

She walked there cautiously, and the increasingly pungent smell of smoke mixed with the smell of disinfectant and a slight burning smell entered her nostrils. With every step she took, her heart would urge her to leave more and more forcefully, as if saying "No, you can't go any further. Good child, go home. Dinner is on the table. Leave as soon as you finish." , Never come back again! No! Can’t go!”

Suddenly, her heart temporarily stopped beating due to the strong impact, and the blood in her body instantly became cold, as if flowing back to her brain, making her unable to think. There was a big pit with a lot of burnt things in it. She could recognize what it was. It was the people in this village and the poultry and livestock they raised, all of which were reduced to charcoal by that fire. All the charred corpses were stuck together, and the only thing that could be identified was their vaguely discernible shape.

A tear slipped from the corner of her eye. She just stood there, not crying or at a loss. She just stood there blankly looking at the tragic situation in the pit. She did not do anything that someone who witnessed this scene should do. posture. She ran back home and took out a shovel to fill the pile of soil back into the hole from a distance. The hole was not filled until the next morning.

Looking at the hole that had been filled, she slowly took a step back, knelt on her knees, and kowtowed hard.

When she raised her head, she saw something seemed to be in the soil at hand, and she carefully dug it out. It was a badge, a plum-shaped badge with the letters "" written on it, and the corners were a little burnt.

She left home and school, using only this badge to sneak into a world she shouldn't be involved in. She found the Black Plum Blossoms, the organization represented by this badge, and learned all the assassination techniques through her own efforts. Three years passed by, and she took advantage of the first Dark World War to pursue that organization, just to give it to her. Dead relatives seek revenge.

She put away the badge, held the pistol and sneaked into an abandoned residential building silently.

One step, two steps, even the smallest movement can be heard clearly in this empty and dead place. She listened carefully to the footsteps upstairs, adjusted her pace and followed slowly from behind.

She raised her left leg slightly, and she had already pulled the dagger from her ankle. Without any killing intent, the dagger penetrated the brainstem of the person at the back of the team.

She followed the same pattern and killed the group of people one after another all the way down the stairs until the last one.

I'll get my revenge soon

It'll all be over soon

I want to stay away from this world, buy a small house in a farther city, live there by myself, find a job, and just live like this

Thinking of this, the dagger in his hand accidentally pierced the man's chest.

Ah!

A scream shattered her dream, and she forgot to cover his mouth. The man immediately endured the pain and took out his walkie-talkie and shouted

"This is number one, one—"

It was already too late. He revealed his code name and also revealed which team he was in. She made a mistake. She thought there was only one team, but if she thought about it carefully, she realized how could an organization only have one team?

The rest of the team upstairs immediately gathered and approached here. She glanced at the dagger in her hand, leaned back and sat down slowly against the wall, showing a complicated smile.

Laugh at her stupidity, laugh at her innocence, and laugh at her fate. She raised the dagger in her hand and pointed it at her heart, but finally put it down. She couldn't die so easily. Even if she died, she would have to kill a few more of the culprits who killed her relatives back then.

She picked up the enemy's submachine gun that was already stained with blood beside her, and took off the enemy's useful armor. She tried her best to disguise herself again, because she didn't know how to fight head-on. She had only learned assassination.

Enemies from all directions came in from the two entrances of the building. When they saw the corpse lying in the corner and the stairs stained red with blood, they already had a rough idea of ​​the enemies.

The two leaders made a gesture, and everyone behind them raised their guns and pointed them at the corpse on the ground. When the next gesture came, everyone pulled the trigger together. The bullets were fired at the corpses, and all the corpses were beaten into sieves.

Behind the old, open iron door at the top of the stairs, the girl forcibly compressed her bones so that she could get in. The space between the back of the door and the wall was extremely narrow, and it was impossible for normal people to get in. Moreover, the door would make a loud sound if someone touched it due to rust, so the two captains ignored this place.

When everyone's attention was focused on the sieved corpses in front of them, the girl withdrew and slowly moved out from behind the door, stretching all the bones in her body to the maximum extent possible, in order to ensure her height and those around her. There are no obvious differences. She blended into the team without anyone noticing. After personally checking, the two captains confirmed that those people were really dead and then led the team to continue upstairs.

The two captains led two teams towards the stairs on both sides. The girl followed the team on the left to the stairs on the right. The moment the two teams passed by, she felt someone looking at her.

The girl followed the team forward. Because she just felt that someone seemed to notice her, the girl did not dare to act rashly for the time being. After following the team forward for two levels, she once again drew the dagger from her left ankle and prepared to strike.

"Don't move."