[Slow Wear] Assassin System

as beautiful as the end of a fairy tale

The thousand-year-old fortress was finally destroyed today. Its weather-beaten body was shattered by the ancient power. The scorching sun at noon jumped on the gravel, like bonfires scattered under the gallows.

People were shocked by this sudden fire and feared that the fire site was inaccessible anyway. No one knew the origin of the fire. Until decades later, the ruins on this piece of land still stand.

At the moment of the collapse, there were only two living creatures left in this fortress.

They stood in the circle of flames, looking at each other.

The zenith was shattered, countless broken stones fell in disorder, and the dazzling light of the scorching sun illuminated every corner. The flames jumped and burned, burning all the darkness and filth into ashes.

This is a vaguely religious and solemn picture-it is like a trial of demons, and it is also like a sacrificial offering.

Layers of falling rubble should have collapsed and buried this hall, but it seemed that there was an invisible and intangible force hidden here. The rubble in midair changed its trajectory and was thrown to other places.

There were no more noisy sounds from the basement, and gravel fell in from the hole in the ground, completely burying the place.

Miao Xuan transformed from a golden tiger form into a human form, with a strange purple-black pattern cruising on his arm, and the golden air current lingered on his side as always, but the tattoo-like lines could not be dispelled.

Miao Xuan raised his arm and looked at it in surprise—his health bar had been restored to full, and there was no negative status in his status bar.

This is... a curse?

It is true that he can perceive the negative energy hidden in it, but his intuition has no alarm, as if this energy has no effect on him.

Miao Xuan clenched his fist tightly, directing his strength to his arm. The veins on his arm bulged, the purple-black lines gradually faded, and finally solidified into a blue shadow.

From this point of view, it is really no different from delicate and unique tattoos.

Miao Xuan relaxed his arm and was about to take it back when someone grabbed his wrist suddenly.

Chris didn't know when he returned to his human form, and he was frowning tightly at this moment. He stretched out his other hand and stroked Miao Xuan's left forearm carefully.

Amidst the beeping of the flames, beams continued to fall, but Chris' voice seemed frosty.

"Do you... feel anything?" Realizing that he couldn't even recognize the pattern, Chris clenched his fists, "Are you okay?"

Miao Xuan shook his head: "I don't feel anything, it won't affect any of my perception, it should be a curse of invalidation, don't worry, I—"

"But you can't expel it!" Chris shouted suddenly, and he squeezed Miao Xuan's wrist tightly, "Why? Why did you accept Andor's curse?!"

"I'm a light creature, and I can restrain its power." Miao Xuan pursed his lips, "Look, I'm fine, right?"

"Then how do you ensure that it won't explode?" Chris approached Miao Xuan fiercely, his originally blue eyes were dyed golden red by the flames.

Listening to the broadcast of the system killing the second target, Miao Xuan took a deep breath: "I can go back."

Chris: "... what?"

"I can go back to my hometown." Once I found an excuse, it became very easy to lie, Miao Xuan continued, "I went back to contact the mysterious side, the family and the system of masters in the East are more complicated, and the blood of bright creatures is also spread far and wide. Everyone, not to mention that the Xuan family was originally on the side of the bright and positive forces, and I have not lost any previous contacts."

"I'll accompany you back." Chris calmed down a little when he heard this, "Let your sister witch take a closer look—she has inherited the heritage of witches, so maybe she can recognize it."

Miao Xuan was stunned for a moment, and finally withdrew his hand from Chris's wrist. He shook his head: "Chris, I can only go back to this matter by myself."

His departure was to get out of this world, and it was impossible for him to go the same way as Chris.

"It's my decision to accept the curse, so I should be responsible for dealing with it. You have nothing to do with me. How can I bother you to go with me?"

Miao Xuan looked into those dark eyes and said firmly, "This is my choice, don't take it to heart."

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When Rita opened her eyes, her body lay in a ring of lighted candles.

The long-lost familiar power flowed through her body like water, her limbs were filled with warmth, and finally gathered in her heart.

Rita sat up, and her long black curly hair, which was not short before, had grown to the ankle at this time, and it was scattered behind her like a black waterfall, charming and compelling.

"Oswald." Rita raised her left hand, carefully sizing up her slender and youthful skin, "Come here."

The little bats quickly gathered around her, and Oswald knelt on one knee, staring at her blankly—his eyes were full of emotions that Rita was familiar with, those complicated joys and painful obsessions, she knew it all Chu.

Rita sighed softly, then stretched out her hand in a graceful posture, and pinched the vampire's graceful chin: "Where's my brother—Tiger? Where is he?"

Oswald: "..."

As expected, the vampire thought, restraining the sourness in his heart: "He went to kill Andorra, with the werewolf."

"Sirias." Rita curled up her mouth without smiling, she squeezed the vampire's hand violently, "You didn't stop him."

"They succeeded, the vampire's fortress has been destroyed." Oswald closed his eyes, "Please punish me, my... master."

Rita waved her hand away, got up and stood up: "You still look like this."

She reached out to pick up her long hair, and pinched the hair at the waist, and then the place she pinched broke silently, and the black hair at the bottom fell to the ground like a alive snake, cruising into the shadow of the small room.

"They're back." Rita looked at the candles not far away, and a white light flashed in her eyes, "It's going well--this is very good."

"Stay back, Oswald, I don't need you now."

Oswald raised his head anxiously: "But don't you hold me accountable for my fault? I ate the heart of Lady Triss—"

"Shut up." Rita said softly, even with a little smile, "Oswald, don't make me angry."

Oswald clutched his aching heart and smiled wryly: "Yes."

The little black bat disappeared into the basement, and Rita stepped out of the circle surrounded by candles and walked up the underground line step by step, as elegant as a medieval princess who grew up in an old castle.

She walked towards the door step by step and opened it.

The brilliance of the setting sun shone into the hall, intertwined with orange and blood red.

Two figures came from the yard, and the blond young man ran over quickly: "Sister! Are you awake?"

"Welcome back." Rita looked at him with her head tilted, and smiled happily. She slowly raised her hands, raised them flat, and gently held her brother's cheeks, "I woke up peacefully."

Miao Xuan looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar sister in front of him, and smiled relaxedly: "That's good."

Her facial features are still Rita's facial features, and she still has red lips, black hair and blue eyes, but the temperament of a woman is completely different from before. This mysterious and mysterious thing is vividly displayed in Rita.

Although many things have been added to her eyes, they still have the familiar feeling in Xuan Hu's memory.

Miao Xuan rolled up his sleeves very naturally: "Sister, please show me this curse, Chris can't tell it apart."

"Curse?" Rita frowned slightly, "Let me see."

She looked down at Miao Xuan's left forearm, and Chris also walked into the door, standing silently behind Miao Xuan.

After a long time, Rita took Miao Xuan to the door: "Come with me, I need help identifying."

Then they went underground, and Rita easily opened the big box, and took out all kinds of weird little things from it—the same things that Miao Xuan had seen in the prison of the old castle, embedded in Something like that on the wall.

In the end Rita could only conclude: "I don't know."

She looked down at the tattoo on Miao Xuan's forearm, and her red lips parted and closed, showing a bit of gnashing of teeth: "It should be something from the devil, Andor...haha"

"You don't know?" Chris has been silently following behind Miao Xuan. At this moment, he suddenly said, "The witch sealed the exit of hell and ended the era of demons—how could this be the traces of demons?"

"Isn't this Sirius? It's been a long time... Someone still remembers the feats of the witch?" Rita rolled her eyelids, "How is it impossible? My Triss was trapped by the power left by the devil back then - Ando Er once inherited this power, why, aren’t you his old enemy? Why don’t you know anything?”

Miao Xuan was confused, but seeing Chris' face, what Rita said was probably quite serious.

"The exit of hell has already been sealed." Rita Fu raised her head again, looked at Miao Xuan seriously, and said softly, "This thing shouldn't have much impact... Hu, what do you think?"

Miao Xuan smiled: "Sister, I want to go back once."

"Since the Xuan family has me as the heir, I also want to contact the previous lineage."

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No matter how rich and free this world is, Miao Xuan will not stay.

He has to leave.

Miao Xuan thought that his departure should be as silent as his arrival.

Rita has successfully awakened and has the power to protect herself, Chris is still in control of this land where dark creatures are rampant, Oswald has also waited until his sister wakes up—everything is for the best, and it is time for him to left.

【Your flight has taken off...】

Amidst the sound of the broadcast, the transoceanic plane taxied and took off. Miao Xuan looked through the round porthole. Above was the blue sky, and below was the vast expanse of land.

The people around are laughing happily, maybe they are excited about embarking on a journey, maybe they are relaxing because of returning to their hometown.

And Miao Xuan probably has both.

His sister in this world is watching him leave, and his best friend who has a tacit understanding with him has returned to the forest.

They will all have their own lives and live happily in this world.

Miao Xuan by the porthole looked back, looking back at the memories belonging to this world.

Next, he will return to Xuanhu's hometown, and then withdraw from this world silently. At that time, his body will naturally disappear, and Xuanhu has joined the mysterious side of the East since then, reunited with his old man. There is no intersection either.

After walking through three worlds, this is the first time he has consciously planned his exit, and it is also the first time he has realized the parting that will eventually come.

If conditions permit, he can no longer disappear directly like in the second world, and it is best for him to leave calmly and without waves.

Miao Xuan really thought so at the time.

Maybe after countless times of parting, he will wake up to his childishness, maybe after going through countless lights and shadows, he can finally look back and face up to himself, but at this moment—everything is in its best form.

So beautiful, like the final chapter of a fairy tale.

The author has something to say:

System: [Ding——please choose a relationship line! 】

A. Chris: I would like to look at your shadow on the astrolabe.

B. This time it's Tiger Tail: ...uh...I think I'm pretty good.

Brother Miao: I also think the tail is pretty good.

System: [Ding——The default relationship line is turned on! 】