i am your guide

Seeing the man's face clearly, Sith was in shock.No matter who he is, he can accept it, but he... only the major general, is absolutely unexpected.

"Why are you here?"

Sith made a sound, his pupils were wide open, as if he was about to eat the person in front of him, his voice was full of doubts, he took a step back in shock, looked at the dying assassins all over the place, and finally came to his senses .

No wonder the pursuers came up from below, no wonder his way to the roof was unimpeded, maybe this group of people had already planned to force Sith to the roof, so as to block them back and forth, but it was a pity that they were blocked by the sudden appearance of K Weier was caught off guard, and the chess pieces that had been ambushed above lost their effect in an instant.

Thinking of this level, Sith's expression became serious. Through the contest just now, he could vaguely feel that his actual combat ability is higher than these people, but the problem is that he only has one person, and there are many people on the other side. Fist is difficult to beat with four hands, I am afraid that if there is no rescue of Keweier, he will not escape today.

That being said, he still has to thank the major general who came out of nowhere.

"The road is rough."

The smile on Keweier's face remained undiminished, and he walked towards Sith.

"The devil will believe that you pass by other people's rooftops at night."

Sith rolled his eyes, looked at the calm Keweier, and thought again.

The life of the army is so undisciplined, can you go out for a walk casually?Where did the legendary strict discipline go?Major General, major general, won't your conscience hurt when you say this?I'm afraid it's not some kind of eyeliner secretly installed.

It is true that he has doubts and dissatisfaction in his heart, but it is also true that the only person who makes him feel safe right now is Kevill.Keweier didn't want to say more, and Sith naturally didn't force him. The two approached each other without saying a word.

But it was indeed Sith who guessed it right. The name was to protect the personal safety of vulnerable guides. The Legion installed a high-visibility camera near Sith's residence, and Keweier cared about Sith's safety, so he followed all the way downstairs. , Seeing that the person arrived safely, just about to leave, he received a report from the surveillance personnel; guessing the Sith's path of action, he went to the rooftop and waited first.

Good luck, right in the heart.

Fighting those assassins didn't bother Kevier too much. Although the enemy has lethal weapons, Keweier's level is completely crushed and coupled with the portable weapon developed by the Mechanics Department, the battle did not last too long. The rest of the time and mind It's all about worrying about the Sith.

Worried that he would be powerless, worried that he would be injured, even though he knew in his heart that that person was really powerful in combat, he still couldn't let go of his heart, until he saw the door that was kicked away, and the big stone in his heart slowly fell.

"Tell me in advance that my gratitude to you is limited to verbal praise."

Sith and Keweier stood side by side, glanced lightly at Keweier beside him, and said quietly.

The man next to me is almost a head taller than me, with exquisite and three-dimensional facial features, soft lines, and a warm smile deep in his brows and eyes. In all fairness, it feels good to be with him, and there is no need to deliberately cater or be tense By myself, very relaxed and happy.

However, the Jones family is a well-known aristocrat who has been prominent since the founding of the country. The traditional family of generals enjoys a high reputation in the empire and has always had a close relationship with the royal family.

Sith suddenly thought of Her Royal Highness Vivienne, and then glanced at Keweier, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It's like regret...or maybe it's uncomfortable.

"can."

Not offended, Kervill responded.

After saying this, Sith heard footsteps coming from downstairs, approaching at high speed.

"I don't think calling the police is of much use at this time..."

Sith took a step back slightly and put on a fighting stance. He had just finished speaking, but suddenly felt the people around him rushing out. At that moment, a strong killing intent was revealed.Before Sith had time to stop him, he heard the late response from Keweier, who was transported by the wind.

"I see."

I haven't finished my words yet, what do you know!

There were a lot of assassins behind, and more than a dozen came in at once. If Sith was the only one, he might still be in distress for a while, but with Kevir, there would be no such pressure at all.

It should be said that it is worthy of being an S-rank sentinel, which is simply a killing machine on the battlefield.

The punches are accurate and fast, the body shape is as standard as in the textbook, the fighting thinking is flexible and changeable, the body coordination ability is absolutely excellent, the movements are clean and neat without any redundant movements, the routines are coherent and coherent, and the wonderfulness is like a solo performance, Sith On the way to the fight, I couldn't help but spare a little energy to enjoy a few glances.

Unfortunately, just this one glance, something bad happened.

"Click!"

Hearing the sound of the fire hydrant being released, Sith looked towards the door vigilantly, and saw a tall man carrying a sniper rifle, aiming at Sith.

Sith kicked down a man in black next to him, subconsciously quickly ran behind that man to avoid the sniper attack, but to Sith's surprise, he saw his companion exposed to the gun. Next, the man still fired.

When the trigger was pulled, a dark purple flash of light flashed by, and the muffled sound of the bullet being fired was covered by the sound of fighting. Sith's right hand made a slight mistake, and it was too late to react.

"boom!"

The bullet passed through the shoulder of the man in black in front of him, bringing up a stream of blood and splashing onto Sith's sleeve. The bullet was simply stopped before hitting Sith's wrist with precision.

All of a sudden, the crystal was shattered, and the sharp chip scratched several scars on Sith's wrist, and flew down to the ground behind with a crisp sound. He felt a pain in his wrist, and when he looked over, blood had already flowed down.

The scarlet bloodstain was like a red silk thread, flowing down slowly under the force of gravity. Sith looked at the suddenly injured wrist, a little dumbfounded: he was not injured by the enemy, but he died first because of an accident.

The big man wanted to shoot again, but he was kicked away by Keweier who suddenly rushed behind him. When Sith looked at Keweier, he clearly felt that his expression was very wrong.

Kevill looked at him nervously, and seeing that Sith seemed to be fine, he turned around to deal with the others.

Uh... this sentinel really did his duty.

Sith scratched his head, ignoring the injury, and switched hands to continue fighting.

Probably because the level suppression was too obvious, the battlefield was cleaned very quickly, and within a few minutes, the two of them were dealt with together with the reinforcements behind them. Seeing the comatose assassins piled up on the ground, Sith stood aside and struggled .

Kevill turned on his optical brain and broadcast three numbers.

"This is the Imperial Police Department, how can I help you?"

A sweet voice came from Kevill's wrist screen, and Sith followed the sound, only to see that the person only turned on the voice call and did not turn on the video interface. He was talking solemnly, but his eyes were fixed on him. Sith.

"... here was attacked by an unknown person, please help."

He spoke at a slow pace and didn't talk much, but the content contained a lot of information. Sith didn't pay much attention to what Keweier said when he called the police. He only knew that his eager, burning eyes made him feel a little uncomfortable. He Turning around quickly, he realized that his face was a little hot.

what is he looking atWhat am I doing wrong?Is he looking at me?

After thinking about it for a while, Keweier had already called the police and came behind him.

"The matter is settled, let's go to the hospital."

Kevier's breath brushed against his ears lightly, like soft feathers brushing against his ears. The man's tone was very soft. Judging from the source of the sound, Kevill was probably standing behind Sith, leaning slightly. From the lower body.

This posture made Sith even more uncomfortable. Like a frightened cat, he suddenly took a step forward, then quickly turned around, put his hands in front of him, and said.

"It's okay, it's all trivial, there's no need to go to the hospital."

After saying this, Sith saw Keweier showing a embarrassed expression, looked at him silently, and hesitated to speak.

Did my action just now make him sad...

Sith pursed his lips and said in his heart: He came to save you with good intentions and helped you so much. Not to mention thank you, but to show such a defensive attitude is a bit too much.

"However, if the wrist injury is not treated in time, it will injure the tendons if it worsens further. I see that you use a lot of punches in battle. If your power is blocked, it should not be a good thing."

While the Sith was reviewing himself, Kvir spoke.

"Then let's go."

Sith raised his head and said.

At that time, he saw that the corners of Kevill's lips were slightly raised.