“Vance!” Pace rushed forward with a cry, trying to help Vance, but was stopped by the old butler beside him. "There's someone else!" The rain was getting heavier, and lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, adding a touch of horror to this dark city. At this moment, a flash of lightning illuminated the girl who slowly walked into the tavern from the door. Huh? Why did Vans bring back a little girl? "Little girl? What are you doing here?" Pace looked at the girl at the door. Her blood-red pupils seemed to be flickering with a faint light in the rainy night, but were visibly covered with a layer of mist. "Brother, are you crazy? She was the one who threw me in here!" Vans slowly got up from the ground, took a look at the girl, and quickly hid behind his brother, "She is a monster..." "Monster..? That's fine too..." Perlis gently brushed away the rain from the ends of her hair, stepped into the tavern and approached the crowd. "I'm here to look for someone. Who is in charge?" Pace stopped the old butler who wanted to come forward to talk, took two steps forward, and secretly reached for the weapon behind him.
The little girl in front of him was obviously not from Lorton. Pace had never seen such a beautiful girl in Lorton, let alone such strange physical features as white hair and red eyes. With this appearance, could she be a princess of some country? A strange thought popped up in Pace's mind. "Little princess, although we may have different definitions of basic etiquette, beating up my men in the middle of the night and violently breaking into my tavern doesn't seem like the attitude you should have when asking for help." Pace tilted his head, his hand already touching the axe handle behind him. "So, you are the one in charge here?" The blood-red eyes swept over Pace lightly, and Perlis's expression remained calm, as if she had not heard what Pace had just said. Perlis's perfunctory attitude annoyed Pess. Such a little girl who looked to be in her early 16s was so arrogant. It was an insult to the honor of the Monarch family... Wait...I just made a decision that went against my ancestors, so I don't think I have the right to feel this way... Pace coughed twice in embarrassment, then replied: "Yes, my name is Pace Monarch. I am the last patriarch of the Monarch family, the heir of Ice Peak, the legitimate successor of Monarch Manor, the core hub of Loton Wine Industry, and the master of the Axe..." "...Okay, okay, I know you are very capable, strange young man..." Perlis interrupted Pace impatiently, "I want to ask about someone. Someone said he is in Lorton. Do you know him..." It's now! Pace suddenly pulled out the axe that was gleaming with blue light from his back and swung it at Perlis. In order to save the little girl's life, Lord Pace mercifully used the back of the axe, which would at most knock her out, to punish her for her disrespect for the Monarch family. You broke into my tavern, beat up my brother, and tried to ask me questions. Who do you think I am, Pace Monarch?... "Ding--" The butterfly knife in Perlis's hand accurately blocked the back of Pess's axe without even blinking. What...what...when...Peace was surprised to see that the back of the axe he had swung with both hands was easily blocked in mid-air by Perlis with one hand. This is the swift axe that has been passed down for a hundred years in the Monarch family... "Why don't you guys like to talk nicely..." Perlis sighed, and then her red eyes suddenly opened——
"Dang Dang Dang——" In a flash, light and shadow intertwined. When Pace came to his senses again, the axe in his hand had been knocked to the ground, and the sharp blade in the girl's hand was pointing in front of her neck, and a slight stab could pierce her throat. "Young master!" The people behind Pace wanted to help, but he stopped them with his hands outstretched. "How is it? Can you talk properly?" Perlis looked at Pace lazily, staring at him with her blood-red eyes covered with mist. "Hey... little princess... you're the one who always talks so badly..." Pesce lowered his head and looked at the knife pointing at his neck with taboo. The girl was a head shorter than him, but now he felt more like a dwarf... "..you were the one who swung the axe at me first!" Perlis defended herself unreasonably. "It was obviously you who threw my brother in here first!" Pace retorted mercilessly. "That's because he was following me!" "You followed her?" Pace turned to his brother Vans, who was scratching his head in embarrassment. "Wait, you can't hit anyone!" "I..." "Wait a minute! There's another one coming!" The old butler yelled, and everyone immediately looked towards the door again. The sound of heavy armor stepping on the stone slabs reached everyone's ears, and in an instant, the tavern fell silent. Perlis could clearly hear the sound of mechanical gears running mixed with the heavy rain, and the splashing sound of rain hitting the steel. "What's that sound?" Perlis removed the knife from Pace's neck and stared at the door vigilantly. "Is it your friend?" "No, that's the giant armor..." Pace whispered, picking up his axe from the ground and putting it behind him, "The Inquisitor of Thebite." ...... 2) Rainy Night, Mist, Idiot Prince (Part 3) "Are you sure it's her?" On the snowy peaks, in the iron fortress, Venia Irenfono was sitting by the fireplace, slowly drinking red wine while listening to classical music. Behind him, a woman in silver giant armor was kneeling on one knee. The fireplace was the only source of light in the room, as a blizzard was raging outside the window, blocking out all light. "Master, we are sure," Yelena lowered her head, her golden hair falling down smoothly from her temples, "that is the sixth seat of [Blade of Babel], [Pure White Flame], she killed Aleph Stro during the Charon Rebellion." "Now that it's confirmed, I'll leave her to you." Venia put the wine glass on the table and slowly stood up—— "The Angel of the Iron Guard has never let me down." Yelena raised her head and saw Venya looking down at her. His black hair, the same as his father's, was gilded by the fire. "Thank you for your trust. My investigators have already locked onto the target and are tracking her in real time," Yelena stood up slowly. With the help of the giant armor, she was about a head taller than Venia. "Once we find an opportunity..." "Just take her out right there, eh?"
Venia said, pouring the red wine into another glass on the table. "Yes." Yelena confirmed. "Well... you don't need me to teach you how to deal with those bastards from Academi, do you?" Venia handed the red wine glass to Ye Lina, "Resolve this matter properly." "Yes." Ye Lina took the red wine and drank it all. Venia looked at her generous appearance and smiled slightly. There was a ring of the doorbell at the door. Venia seemed to have known the identity of the visitor. He smiled softly, returned to the chair by the campfire, and turned his back to Yelena. "Well, my dear brother is here... Go and do what you are supposed to do, [Angel]." "Then I will take my leave." Ye Lina put the wine glass on the table and walked towards the door. She opened the door and saw a figure wrapped in a cloak standing outside. "Wow, stunning blonde, my lady," the man under the hood looked at Yelena in front of him, "Happy hunting." "Take care of yourself, Scavenger," Ye Lina stared at the man, her tone no longer respectful, "This is not the Federation, no one will help you collect the body." "That's enough. I know how powerful you Thebites are." Ivar Sekpas pulled down his hood, his dark green eyes narrowed slightly in the snowstorm, but could not hide the murderous intent within. The famous third seat of [Blade of Babel], [Scavenger] Ivar Sekepas. In Yelena's eyes, he was just one of the Federation's running dogs. Yelena uttered a disdainful "tsk", then brushed past Ivar and walked towards the vast expanse of white alone. "Wow..it's really hard to get along with..hehehe..." Ivar's laughter came from behind, but Yelena ignored him. In the blizzard, Yelena raised her head, and a pair of iron wings suddenly unfolded on the back of the giant armor. The tips of the wings were slowly filled with blue factor energy, shining brightly in the blizzard. Yelena, an Angel belonging to the Thebite Iron Guard. The federals... none of them are good. Ye Lina thought so, and with a push, she flew straight into the sky. She wanted to go to Loton, she wanted to find [Pure White Flame] and kill her. ...... "It looks like you're being followed." When the investigator wearing the giant armor squeezed into the tavern with his head down, everyone retreated to a corner of the tavern in panic. Pace would not blame them, after all, the investigator wearing the giant armor was at least 2 meters tall, and the gray steel attached to the exoskeleton was still stained with rain from outside. With his visor open, the investigator's eyes were slowly scanning the people in the tavern, finally locking onto Pearlis. MK-21 "Fortress" giant armor, the military model of Thebite. Pace's forehead was sweating. This is a serious Thebite soldier. "I am an investigator from Thebite's [Infinite Iron Legion], responsible for searching for outsiders who invaded Loton," the investigator stared at Perlis, as if to confirm whether his target was correct, "If it's okay..." Perlis clenched the butterfly knife in her hand and wanted to move forward, but Pace subconsciously protected her behind him. "Eh?" Pace's subconscious action surprised Perlis a little. He pushed Perlis back slightly like a brother protecting his sister and took two steps forward. "The tavern is closed, please go back." Pace's voice lost its previous cynicism and instead had a bit of the demeanor of a patriarch. "People from the Legion are not welcome here."
The investigator stared at Pace for a while and gave a meaningful smile. "It's understandable that you are hostile to the Legion, descendant of the Monark family. I heard that your business is in a bleak state, and you are almost losing the ability to survive in this broken city." "How should I put it... I think dying as a dog of Thebeth would be more pitiful than dying of starvation, you know?" Pace slowly reached for the axe behind him, and the smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger. "Do you need me to pity you?" "You can insult me verbally in any way you want, I don't care. It's just the barking of a loser." The investigator's voice rose eight octaves. "There was no reason to bother you today..." "You have no reason to... When will it be your turn--" "But," the Investigator interrupted Pace loudly, his eyes turning to Perlis, who was protecting him behind him, "Are you sure you want to give the Iron Lord a reason to completely wipe you out?" The investigator stretched out his arm covered in giant armor and pointed at Perlis: "Do you want to hide the [Blade of Babel]?" "..." For a while, no one spoke in the pub. In the silent atmosphere, the rain outside seemed to get heavier. "etc...?" Pace turned his head in disbelief and looked at Pearlis. "Are you the [Blade of Babel]?" "Umm...yeah..." Perlis tilted her head and answered in confusion, "What's wrong?" "The ceiling of the Academi Federation's combat power, [Blade of the Tower of Babel]?" "I've already said it..." "With your top-notch anti-reconnaissance ability, how could he follow here?" Pace almost hysterically put his head in front of Perlis, scaring Perlis back, "Are you sure you are not the kind of person who fishes in troubled waters?" Perlis stared at Pace, her face becoming increasingly confused. The next second, she said something that shocked everyone: "Counter-reconnaissance... Um... But I'm not really good at counter-reconnaissance..." “…” The tavern was completely silent. Pace turned around with a dark face. Inspector Dibit, who was wearing a giant armor, was almost a head taller than him. What bad luck had he had today to encounter such a thing... "Have you said enough?" The investigator pulled out the large-caliber revolver from his waist and pointed it at Pace. "Enough of that, put your hands where I can see them. I'm arresting all of you for harboring an intruder." Oh no, I'm really done for now. Pace nervously held the axe at his waist. He couldn't fight the Thebite Investigator who was armed with a gun at this distance. Although the shop assistants all had guns, the enemy in front of him was wearing a giant armor after all, and the steel plate could not be easily penetrated by guns. "Ah... this is difficult..." Just as Pace was struggling with a countermeasure, a white shadow passed by him—— "you!"
The investigator reacted instantly and fired two shots from his revolver, but the bullets were deflected by the white shadow. "how come--" The next second, Perlis swung a precise knife at the investigator's neck. The butterfly knife, which was full of factor energy, melted through the investigator's armor and cut off his neck with such force that it could cut through iron like mud. “Aaaaaaa… ah…” The huge figure fell to the ground, covering his neck. He twitched a few times and then stopped moving. From Pace's perspective, the battle was over before he could even see anything clearly.