People in Mond, arrogant sun, not hated

"You lived for the contract, not for the contract, you got things out of order, idiot!"

The bowstring is let go.

The sharp water arrow pierced the air, piercing his target with precision.

Elmes glanced back at the fallen one-eyed Little Treasure, then slowly closed his eyes.

"Tsk! Sorry, next time I go back to Liyue, I'll apologize to Mandrill."

"I'm so fucking tired of hearing the word loyal to the ears."

After all, hearing someone retell to yourself the same lines you said the night before makes you want to destroy the entire planet more than three times.

"Damn Falk, are you happy with this?"

Elmes threw an uppercut with no expression on his face.

"Show me the occasion!"

The young master raised his hand to block it, and the two turned back to each other again.

The young master suddenly chuckled.

"Then, this is more suitable for you than the sword."

The young master casually threw out the purple parasol that was on his back.

"This is?"

"Although I don't understand the reason, let's help you apply an alchemy potion that can temporarily hide the shape of the weapon, so you can ignore it."

"you......"

Elmes looked at him, and slowly put his hand on the handle.

But before pulling it out, he asked again.

"Dadalia, why did you tell me this much?"

He spoke softly.

He and the young master are old acquaintances, and they have experienced a lot together.

But because of his strict control reasons, they should not be friends.

Since we are not friends, why do we have to say so much.

"Well, I just don't want to see people I know show behaviors other than my own impression. At least compared to just now, you look more pleasing to the eye now."

"Hmph, how arrogant!"

The purple parasol was opened in the night, and then closed again, and the red laser broke through the night, piercing and melting the cold steel.

The Sun Knight slowly retracted his umbrella, casually blew away the gunpowder smoke from the tip of the umbrella, and waved vigorously to cut through the night.

"What are you going to do after the end?"

"Basking in the sun and blowing the wind, I slept from 8 in the morning until dawn the next day."

"It's that simple, do you hear me clearly?"

Elmes stepped forward.

Chapter 97: The Worst Lost Friend, Breaking Through the Dark Thunder

"The eighth."

The umbrella tip was precisely inserted into a damaged crack in the opponent's body, and the fiery red light burned the steel, instantly piercing its core and half of its body.

"You don't count what you played before, start counting again."

The purple lightning blade pierced through the core forcefully, the young master let go and jumped, and the violent thunder element exploded directly, detonating the entire core directly.

At this moment, on this battlefield, two figures were galloping at high speed.

Cleaning up all the machine guards with the precision and efficiency far beyond ordinary people.

They are competing in the efficiency of cleaning waste.

But as time passed, Elmes was still chased by Dadalia.

Although both of them were wounded, it was obvious that Elmes' blood skin was relatively thinner now.

"You have the advantage, can't you let me?"

Elmes puffed up his face angrily, and shot a red beam at him with his hand.

"Scared! You are playing dirty tricks!!!"

The young master hurriedly turned slightly to avoid it, and the red laser blasted on the face of a ruin guard behind him, causing him to sit on the ground half paralyzed.

The young master yelled at the other party with a guilty conscience.

Elmes turned his head and hummed a ditty indifferently.

"No, I just saw a relic guard behind you to help you solve it."

"Fart, you obviously want to get rid of that relic guard together with me!"

"Don't think so much if you're not dead, well, another point! Good!"

"You scumbag sneaked away again!"

"What do you mean sneaking away? In this deeply introverted society, you can't survive without competition, you bastard!"

And a great sword master of the fire department suddenly passed by noblely.

The two quickly stopped the voice communication.

"You seem to have something to ask me."

Elmes' tone suddenly became high and cold, full of a forceful style that is both pretentious and secondary.

Di Luke swung his sword vigorously and chopped out a fire phoenix, then said coldly after a soft snort.

"You know what I want to ask."

"I don't know why you stole this identity, but since you're on Mond's side, it's okay to lend you this identity temporarily, but—only tonight."

Elmes smirked.

"Hmph, let me state in advance, young master, I did not steal my so-called identity, I am not a hero of the night..."

"I am a righteous man."

He tore off the tattered cloak he was wearing.

This kind of mid-twenty feet is no longer needed.

Facts have proved that when the strength reaches a certain level, ten elite soldiers are indeed much better than a hundred ordinary soldiers.

The constant explosion of various elemental reactions has greatly damaged the opposing lineup.

But in the intense consumption and fighting, many people have already begun to gasp and die.

But at this moment, Elmes and Dadalia, who were still competing, stopped.

"Do you feel it?"

"Something terrible is about to happen."

Not only the two of them, but other people with God's Eye instinctively looked in a certain direction.

He looked at the position of Slime.

It was as eye-catching as a balala wand lit up in a haunted house, and the huge and oppressive elemental force suddenly appeared above the slime.

"What are they trying to do..."

Elmes was vaguely uneasy, but the mechanical puppet in front of him would not be affected in any way, and a relic heavy machine strode forward and punched him.

Elmes stepped back and dodged it, turned his head to look at Dadalia and was about to speak.

"You go, I'll take care of it here."

"what?"

Elmes tilted his head at Dadalia who spoke earlier.

The young master turned his head, put on his mask, and said to him vaguely with a bit of disgust.

"You hold on here, I'll go see what planes are flying over there—you must be planning to say that, so I might as well answer directly than you asking first."

"Oh~ that's it, then I'll go and see you later."

"It's not surprising that you turned around and walked away without complaining."

"Shouldn't you remove it?"

The two looked at each other with contempt, smiled knowingly at each other, and clapped their hands vigorously.

Elmes said with a serious smile.

"Live on, I will take good care of your sister for you after you die."

"You fucking die right now, right now!"

Elmes turned and left.

After a pause for a while, he spoke again with a volume that was almost talking to himself.

"You must live, my bad friend."

Maybe the other party can't understand, but this sentence is as heavy as his next situation.

The son turned and moved forward.

He slowly put away the smile on his face, and touched the bleeding wound on his abdomen with his hands with some sighs.

Fools No.11 executive son Dadalia, the youngest and most dangerous of all executives.

What I love at a young age is not art and women, but life-threatening and high-risk battles.

He is dangerous.

This point is absolute, just like a blade without a handle, the fragile skin will naturally be scratched when touched.

Although he has a cheerful and straightforward personality, and his interest in doing things does not seem to be difficult to get along with, but if he knows his dark side, no matter who he is, he will be vigilant.

Standing in the sun, he is a gentle and kind man, capable of housework, and an Otome game hero with excellent appearance and ability.

But in the dark, he is a fighting madman who doesn't care about the lives of the weak at all, and only uses knives and fighting to solve everything.

The two are not in conflict, but few people can accept them.

In other words, he who is aware of this will generally not expose both sides to the eyes of the same person.

He doesn't care about what other people think, except for his important people.

But even his most important family members, he is unwilling to show his dark side.

He knew that there were some things that were not accepted by common sense.

This is both a contradiction and a natural reality.

Until I met that person——

"That wallet over there with a disgusting smile, fight with me, and if I win, help me pay off all the 3000 million Mora debts."

That was the first sentence Elmes said when meeting him for the first time.

Flamboyant and confident, dangerous and arrogant.

That was the first time he saw that kind of eyes in battle, no matter who was facing him, no matter what kind of situation he was in, those eyes didn't really project the opponent's figure.

He didn't understand why someone would be so arrogant, that kind of look, from the bottom of his heart, he believed that no one could be on the same level as him in battle, and he treated everyone as weak.

It was an unpleasant look, so he took a step forward.

Then three hours later he was punched and broke the bridge of his nose.

The other party looked down on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face in the rain. He laughed and took pictures.

That was the worst first meeting ever.

No matter from the level of personal or fighting desire, he wanted to win that person to avenge his shame.