[Comprehensive] The heroine brings disaster to the country and the people

I have a new left arm, but Spedo did not say where it came from. According to my private investigation, Master seems to have searched for people with fog attributes in the whole of Italy, and then found the one with stronger fluctuations. I know this means It's just too sinful.It seems that because of the mismatch and the strong fluctuation of my fog attribute, the left arm often hurts, and the place where the arm is connected is already full of lifeless black. According to its spreading speed, it is estimated that it will take less than three months. An arm would die.I often can't sleep all night because of the pain, and pain shielding also loses its effect on it. Spedo can help me shield it, but he said that if it is shielded for a long time, it will cause great damage to my nerves. Use it first, and wait for him to think of other ways to save it.

Three months later, I had another arm transplant.And this arm is filled with the mist attribute energy that Spedo forcibly suppressed, which is a very complicated technique that requires a lot of energy.

After the arm transplant was successful, I gritted my teeth and endured the severe pain. The doctor who performed the operation and Barry Anlanshou, who was in charge of the active cells, had already gone to rest. Only Spedo was still sitting by the bed. My cold sweat, gentle smile.

"Learn to be patient, my little thorn."

I grabbed his hand and took a bite out of it. He didn't withdraw his hand, but just looked at me with a doting smile, then stretched out his hand to gently touch my face, and then directly removed my chin.

I:"……"

Spedo: "^_^."

Me: "==#"

Spedo: "O(∩_∩)O~"

I:"……"

After staring at each other for a long time, he smiled and reinstalled my chin, "It seems that Xiaoji is very energetic, then I will go first."

...so scumbag.

It was inevitable to confront Vongola's people, and the first one he encountered was actually G.

G stands on a high place, his condescending eyes are indifferent and desolate, he has a lingering murderous aura, he doesn't like to kill people, he likes to grow flowers, he likes to play the piano, and he also likes to smoke quietly by himself. Just like an ordinary Italian man.But his identity is destined that he will not be ordinary,

"I really didn't expect that, Black Feather Thorn." He slightly raised his chin towards me, his fiery red tattoo was ferocious and terrifying.

Different from G's cold appearance, he has a delicate hobby, growing flowers.It's hard to imagine that a person at the top of the Mafia would have such an artistic hobby, especially under the cruel and cold law, but it is ironic that, whether it is G, Vongola's Guardian or even Regardless of the Boss, as well as Simon, the people who are deeply bound by the mafia have souls that are above the law.

But Giotto doesn't like G's flower arrangement. He said he likes sunflowers, but don't put sunflowers in a pot with other flowers. The luster is surrounded by warmth, and because it is a large area, it will not feel lonely.After saying this, Giotto laughed, with the sunshine of July rippling in his eyes, such warmth, just like everyone else.

If Giotto is not Giotto, G will hate him, hate or be jealous, but because Giotto is Giotto and G is G, G is Giotto's guardian and vows to protect that warm smile.

Giotto's will is above everything else, and Vongola's status is above all else.

So G, shot me without hesitation.

Of course I will not be his opponent, but I also fought very hard, and finally Spedo intervened with us and successfully repelled G.

I stood there in a daze, and the confrontation with G made me a little sad.

A familiar voice came from behind, the deep and elegant voice like a cello seemed to me to be salvation now.Can I find comfort in him?I have no idea.

"Are you sorry, little thorn?"

I turned around and saw Damon Spedo, my dear Master.

He wears a paludamentum in brilliant colors, with wide lines that do not reveal his body line, coupled with a large number of gemstones and embroidered gold craftsmanship, which heightens his lazy and wanton temperament to the extreme.But I clearly saw red thorn birds embroidered on his Byzantine-style clothes. The bird put its heart in the thorns, and exchanged all its life for a thrilling song.

He obviously saw my lonely expression, and there was a faint line between his brows, but he didn't comment on it, he just walked over to hold my still outstretched hand and pulled me into his arms, laughing wildly Forceful, "Always showing such an expression will make me unable to hold back."

I blinked, put my head on his chest, listened to his heartbeat, there was no sign of speeding up, then I hugged him tightly, "Master, I really like you so much."

He laughed, "I also like Xiaothorn very much, but this is obviously not a place to fall in love. Let's go back to my bedroom in the base. It would be better if it was a bed."

Even if it is false warmth.

I hugged him more carefully, but he let go of his hand and let me hold him.

Even if it is false warmth.

Sunlight.wind.Grass in early spring.

Behind us were corpses covered by illusion, and where I walked, there were blood-soaked footprints one by one.

"Remember the little mermaid? Dear Spiny."

D Spedo spoke suddenly, his voice casual.

My body froze slightly, and I subconsciously looked at my feet. Of course, I also saw the blood-soaked footprints.Then I close my eyes and let out all my thoughts, "What?"

"Ah, it's okay to forget." It's just that Spedo didn't pursue it any further, but just started to laugh strangely for no reason. I curled up in his arms and endured all this silently.

False warmth.There is also a price to pay.

Back at the base, he let go of me, and when I was about to leave, I grabbed his clothes and asked very seriously, "Master, what do you think I should do?"

He didn't look back, his smile was a little misty in the sunlight, and then I heard his voice.

"Although some women have the same talents as men, in Sicily, war and death are the responsibilities and rights of men. Women have no right to choose those. Their only obligation is to obey men."①

I lowered my head and didn't speak.

"That's the law of Sicily, Thorn."

Outside the window, the waves slapped the reef, splashing white foam, which broke on the endless beach in an instant.

After finishing the collar, I raised my hand and buttoned the door three times.

"Come in." A low and hoarse voice sounded, and I pushed the door open and walked in. The first thing I saw was Sivnora standing in front of the window with her back to me. human feeling.

I nodded and saluted, "Mr. Sivnora, I heard that there is a new mission."

Sivnora turned around and looked at me indifferently. His gaze was very sharp, like lightning piercing through layers of fog, smashing the darkness, splitting chaos, bringing destruction like annihilation, and the keen insight into the deepest part of the heart.

I raised my head to meet his gaze, not avoiding him.

It seemed that my courage surprised him, so his thin lips raised an invisible arc, and then he spoke in a low and hoarse voice, "Such eyes, no wonder Spedo is so obsessed with you."

"...I deeply feel that the word 'obsession' is not appropriate to describe Master." I coughed lightly and said, "Well, what do you want?"

"That's what you and I are discussing now." Sivnora raised her chin at me.

"That... the subordinate's relationship issues should also be questioned by the superior? Or..." I understood what he meant, "It's okay, sir, the master's feelings for me will not affect and interfere with his actions. I think if I do something inappropriate, he will stop very severely and make the right move."

"Including, could Spedo kill you?" Sivnora leaned against the window sill, his face was shadowed against the backlight, full of coercion.

"If necessary, I believe he will kill me," my voice finally revealed a bit of sadness, and then lowered, "He will be merciless..."

"What about you?" Sivnora didn't understand my feelings at all, her eyes were sharp.

"Me?" I smiled wryly, and said with some self-deprecation: "Sir, you should know why I am here, well, you, or the whole Vengley knows that I am obsessed with Boss...I mean Giotto, "When I said this, I glanced at him cautiously, and found that he only frowned slightly, so I continued to say with confidence, "However, I betrayed him, which is enough to explain everything."

Sivnora looked at me, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, I don't know what he was thinking.After a long time, he finally spoke, his voice was still low and hoarse, "Fight against Giotto and two or more guardians head-on, how long can you delay them."

This is killing me.

I was silent for a while, then said slowly, "Is this what the master meant?"

"That's not your business," Sivnora said.

"I'm sorry, sir," I said, bowing, "I think I can drag it out for nearly a day."

"One day? You?" There was visible sarcasm in Sivnora's words.

"If an illusionist has the belief that he must die, the power she will explode is astonishing." I said, "Please tell me the specific task at the combat meeting tonight. If there is nothing else, I will leave first, sir... No... Vongola's future Boss."

"Have I allowed you to leave?" Sivnora's cold voice sounded.

"Is there anything else, sir." I calmly stopped and asked lightly, "I think I have to prepare for my funeral first."

"Spedo made a request to me," Sivnora said. "He said he was going to kill you with his own hands."

"So what?" I said lightly.

"Because you are his second weakness after his lover," Sivnora said.

I froze for a moment, a lot of thoughts flashed through my mind, then I turned around in a daze, rushed forward and grabbed Sivnora by the collar, and asked loudly, "You, what you said is true?!"

Sivnora frowned, as if he couldn't bear it, and then he pushed me aside, "I'm not interested in lying to you."

Getting up from the ground, my tears flowed down, and then I showed a distorted smile, "I thought I was always alone...alone...uh..."

Sivnora quietly looked at my insane appearance, frowned, and simply walked out of the room.Then he saw Damon Spedo leaning on the corridor at a glance. At this moment, his violet eyes were slightly lowered, and his hand was pressed near his heart, but there was still a bright smile on his face.

Always heard this?This guy. Sivnora raised her eyebrows invisibly, but didn't say anything.The light stretched his shadow very long, and when the two passed by, Spedo's playful voice sounded, "Future Boss, I finally believe that you and Giotto are relatives."

Sivnora snorted lightly, "What?"

"It's the same Holy Mother." Spedo said with a chuckle.

Sivnora's eyes narrowed slightly, he paused, and said lightly, "It's better to die with hope than with despair, besides, do you think everyone is as scumbag as you?"

Spedo narrowed his eyes and didn't say much.

Sivnora left with a sneer, her black windbreaker drawing a cold arc.

He didn't see the blood oozing from Spedo's tightly clenched fists.

Sivnora gave me a detailed account of this mission. The specific time is three days later. At that time, Peng Lie will get the false information that the general base is on a small island, and there will be more than two guardians after the black box operation. Arrive, my task is to delay them for twelve hours.Vengley, who lost more than two guardians, would be seriously injured. With those twelve hours, Sivnora would completely reverse the situation.

There are still two days.

In the past two days, I have been busy turning around like a spinning top. When I saw my appearance, Spedo kindly handed me a big box, saying that it might be useful in battle. When I opened it, I almost lost my eyes. What should I say? , A box full of arms of people with fog attributes.

Seeing my distorted expression, Spedo smiled happily. He touched my head and whispered something in my ear before leaving, leaving me alone with a complicated expression on the box full of bloody smell.

What he's saying is, if you can, take advantage of the kindness of Giotto and the Guardians, and stay alive.

...actually, that's what I was planning to do.

Speaking of Spedoja, in fact, I am no better than him.

①This passage is selected from the novel "Mafia"