To Be a Power in the Shadows!

The Alpha knife that slashed and tore John Smith, it wasn't helping.

- Remnants.

To the voices heard from behind, Alpha looks back sparingly.

There, John Smith stood intact.

Alpha sets up a knife staring at him with cold eyes. I can't see how upset you are.

The opponent is a powerful man who buried Delta. It was assumed that there would be this degree of power.

Shortly after, John Smith's fingers move and countless white lines leap in the dark.

- Steel thread.

It was in report 664.

Alpha calmly sees through the yarn movement and explores the fate lurking there.

And.

A tiny sound sounded like a kink, and the thin thread was cut off in space.

"Mix the thin yarn of life in the yarn of the jaw... I already know that"

"Hmm..."

"Is this the end of the trick?

Alpha moved.

With a flash of stepping in, he crushes the time and is slashed by John Smith with a pitch-black knife.

That blow to the neck was a time that would normally be impossible.

But.

John Smith tilted his neck and showed it with minimal movement.

"- Huh!"

Alpha's motion stopped.

She also assumed that she would be humbled, and was in the pursuit motion.

But the movement stops, and instead John Smith's steel thread dances.

Alpha plays the yarn with a knife and strikes back from the gap of the continuous strike as he watches out the movement of the steel yarn.

Fast, sharp, supreme slaughter.

Now was the right time.

"Huh...?

It was only this time that there was zero confusion from Alpha's mouth.

John Smith showed the slash in a complete motion.

The stunt of pulling the knife to the front and sliding it over the skin with only minimal movement is -.

Alpha missed much of the time and dodged the fight itself.

"No way - you are"

That's how Alpha squeals, removes her mask. A beautiful elf's face appeared from under the mask.

"- Shadow?"

Alpha's eyes were already certain.

John Smith takes her gaze for a while and takes the mask off.

"I already threw away that name..."

And Sid's face appeared from under the mask.

You should have known, but Alpha's face was stunned.

"No, how could... What do you mean you threw away your name...?

"Meaning as it is. My name is John Smith now. Nothing more or less."

"How could you tell John Smith... There's a reason, isn't there?

Alpha's voice sounded like something.

'Cause this was the best part.

"That's not all I know, explain it properly!

"Sorry, but I'm not willing to talk any more"

"Hey, where's Delta? What happened to Delta!? How could you let her!!

"Delta needed to go far. I can't give you any more reasons."

"So you say you don't understand!!

A sad voice echoed in the night sky, and Alpha's sword scowled darkness.

Awesome magic shakes the atmosphere and causes wind.

"You always do! You have to explain it properly!! Don't we rely so much!? I know you have an idea, but we're desperate to do it too..."

Alpha's voice gets smaller with her butt blush.

"Hey, we don't need it for you anymore...?

The face was crooked about to cry.

"I'm sorry. I have something to do."

Alpha leaned down and gripped the knife hard.

"... yes. You don't know what I'm capable of."

The raging magic swirls and converges beneath the alpha.

"Always, isn't it a clump of feet? If you're not going to talk, I'm going to listen to you."

And - Alpha disappeared.

John Smith's face was dyed by surprise for the first time.

The raging magic, the pitch-black knife, her body - the traces of her being there disappeared beautifully.

Later, the red mist.

At the next moment, an alpha emerges from the red fog and is slashed from behind by John Smith.

That - with a red and black knife.

John Smith looked back and tried to circumvent with minimal movement.

Yes, as usual.

"- Huh!?

There was a scratch on John Smith's cheek.

The red and black sword stretched out without touching the front.

"This knife mixed my blood in the slime for added strength and manipulation. You can freely change shape more than slime while maintaining strength. It's one end of the possibility of demonic possession created by ETA research. What, you surprised?

John Smith nodded honestly to the words of the good Alpha.

"I'm surprised. It's amazing that you possess a demon."

"Did you honestly feel like talking to me?

"No, not at all"

Alpha's eyes sharpened.

"Yes... I'll do everything I can"

Alpha disappears and a red mist can get in.

And the appearance of Alpha was almost at the same time as the slaughter struck John Smith.

John Smith's suit torn.

Blood seeped through the white shirt.

By the time John Smith manipulated the thread of the counterattack, Alpha's appearance had already disappeared into the red fog.

At the next moment, the slaughter strikes again from behind.

The rate at which she emerges from the fog, and disappears into the fog, is incredibly fast.

Attack unilaterally, ignoring mistakes, ignoring laws of physics and irrationally avoiding them.

Disappear, show up.

Show up, disappear.

A red slaughter strikes John Smith incessantly from all sides.

How many lacerations run on John Smith's suit.

He was also manipulating steel threads and preventing fatal injuries with his own free movement. But it's not compatible with the alpha that ignores the mistake and the yarn that keeps the mistake and fights.

All he could do was prepend Alpha's movements and set a thread trap.

"- Huh!"

Another thing, more scratches on his suit.

Is the red fog also a sensory organ, and Alpha seemed to be fully sensing the yarn?

Traps, too, for nothing.

John Smith didn't seem to have any more hitters.

"What do you say? Are you ready to talk?

I can hear voices from somewhere in the red mist.

"No, not at all. That was an interesting trick."

His voice seemed somewhere fun.

"What trick...?

Somewhere muffled her voice.

"If you fight normally, it seems hard, but if you think about fog carefully, the mass is too small. So..."

John Smith says so with a long, long, overly long, pitch-black knife in his hand.

And.

"- Blow it up, you can't do anything"

And he swept away that overly long knife, and had a tremendous wind.

"- Huh!"

Immediately after, the fog disappears and the alpha appears.

"Correct. If it stayed foggy, it could have blown up to the stratosphere."

Looking up, the clouds over my head were blowing beautifully.

Alpha lays a knife, and at the same time a merciless blow strikes her.

A red and black knife was bounced off, and a pitch-black knife scolded her.

"You're getting stronger."

The shock shakes her sense of falling.

"Don't worry, it's a beating."

And his footsteps that keep him away.

In her fading consciousness, she reaches out desperately.

"Ma, wait..."

But he won't stop.

One step at a time, one step at a time, leaving from under her.

All this time, I've been chasing his back.

Finally, I thought I could reach it.

And yet, how...

"Please... don't leave me..."

Her voice didn't reach him.