Unnamed Memory

King Falsus, who appeared bent over the corner of the hallway, smiled at the brunette magician who had not been here in a month.

"How's Regis doing?

"Thanks to you, I demodulated. I'm sorry if I'm too shapely when I work."

"Too shape-breaking... you'll be the next queen"

"I'm looking to be a tyrannical nation."

Oscar laughs unexpectedly at Tinasha, who answers white.

But at that time, Delilah, almost forgotten to exist, tried to draw back the air in the field or tangled his arms around Oscar's right arm. Mira, who has been watching, sees it and whistles lightly behind her back.

"Your Majesty, as I was told, I'm not likely to talk to this man."

To Delilah, who makes the shiatsu and looks up at Oscar, Tinasha saw Doan and Sylvia properly. Doan nodded pale, and Sylvia shook her head with a crying face.

In two exact opposite ways. But Tinasha understood the general circumstances. Return your gaze to Delilah even though you have trouble expressing yourself.

"That's fine because even if I were you, I might be questioned about my character."

"What the hell!? Say something, Your Majesty."

"Please shut up Oscar. I do not choose a friend as an identity or as a force. That won't be the place to be evaluated. Or are you mistaken for thinking that if the man next door is great, he will also increase his value? You can put your heart on someone else's authority, but you can't keep your mouth shut if you insult my friend."

Delilah distorted her gorgeous beauty into the spicy words of a woman who stood resolutely. I try to say something but I can't speak well.

Meanwhile, Tinasha smiled, usually unseen, when she realized that no objections were returned, and looked to Delilah. To the smile that binds her soul and draws her in, the woman forgets her anger and forgets her breath.

A calming charm captures her. I can't help but notice the intolerable gravity.

Delilah stiffened to the pressure of slowly suppressing her spirit, the queen who ruled people with immense magic.

Looking down at her as she blues watching Tinasha, Oscar sighs. I waved the empty hand toward the dark-haired magician.

"Don't be too intimidating. It's my woman."

"If you think so, please stay in the cage. You don't know what happens when you're flying around without a collar or chain."

"Think about it"

Oscar smiled bitterly, leaving the spot behind with Delilah. Delilah, who returned to me, turns to Tinasha the moment she walks away, grinning like a winner. Tinasha flushed it flat.

When the two are invisible at the end of the hallway, Doan finally lowers his shoulders.

But when he saw the woman's full grin, he realized that nothing was over. I make noises out of my face and my blood draws away.

"So, what is that disrespectful woman? I'd be very happy to tell you more."

That was a powerful voice that would not tolerate refusal.

"Heh, are you a pet princess?"

To the icy voice, Carve shrugged his neck unexpectedly.

Moving to the conversation room, Tinasha's power forced her to explain Delilah. Mira floating in the universe smiles slightly as she enjoys herself.

"Oh, Master Tinasha, have you been shaken again?

"Mira? What does it mean to be shaken? You think I'm doing something about that angry guy?

Mira just made her expression strong to her husband, who looked up at herself with a smile on her face.

"Hahaha...... it's nothing. Dear Tinasha, don't be seriously angry."

"You're not mad at me, are you?

The ceramic clay, which was decorated on the wall, makes a dry noise and splashes.

Tinasha looked at it and struck her tongue, transferring the seal into her hand and putting it on her ear. A girl of the Spirit flips herself in the air.

"Wow, me, you're watching Regis!

To Mira, who disappeared that way, the three remaining magicians, especially Doan and Carve, whined in their hearts, hoping that they would not stir it up and run away......

- Anyway, we have to forgive her before the castle is destroyed.

Doan, who knows the circumstances best of the three, cut out why Delilah was welcomed away.

"See, you have that one, don't you, Your Majesty? She said she could stand it."

When I lay low, it became a somewhat suspicious sentence, but Tinasha seemed to have conveyed the meaning. I tilted my face when I frowned neatly.

"That... I can't, to that extent. You'll die first."

"Huh!?

Doan stands up unexpectedly.

Until now, Delilah had received special treatment because she said she could withstand the curse. If that's a lie, it's a whole different story.

He forgot his fears and asked Tinasha.

"Ho, is that true?

"It's true. There's nothing you can do about that with a lot of magic. I can handle it because I'm out of standard, but half my magic is acquired, too. Normally, no good magician can do it first for a human being born and raised."

Tinasha doesn't look like she's lying.

Then it would mean Delilah was lying. Or she believes herself, but fortune tells or someone has blown a lie into her.

Knowing what was going on, Doan stood up.

"I will tell His Majesty"

"Aren't you aware of that? If that's the case, you can put her aside in an open and fair way."

"Dear Tinasha..."

I guess this kind of argument can be made either because Oscar doesn't have any credibility at all or because she's pretty angry. Doan supported his weak body with both arms.

Keep smiling on the surface, Tinasha continues.

"Or is it a far-fetched care for me that I don't have to work on the curse anymore? It's hard to do, I'm glad."

"Please wait..."

Five windows of vitreous followed by enter. Sylvia glanced up at it with her neck flaunted.

Tinasha fitted her white finger when she picked up another sealing accessory, but the swirling magic inside the room never shows any signs that it would fit.

She kept a smile on her face until now, when it was the first time she had a frustration in her eyes. Stop laughing and raise your hair when you make tannic surfaces.

"I don't know what it is...... you're going to be so stupid. I'll be out for a minute. I don't even want to see your face."

It's obvious whose face you don't want to see. Tinasha disappears from the spot when it is structured in an instant.

In the talking room after the storm left, three men and women were looking at each other with their faces.

The castle capital of Falsus can be seen far south.

Ahead of transferring without chanting, Tinasha looked down under her eyes as she stood above her.

A view of a plain of nothing, here, would be invisible even if some magic had broken out.

When she brutally takes the seals with a look that doesn't hide her frustration, she erases them from hand. As soon as possible, a thunderbolt ran over sunny weather.

Tinasha poisons herself as she watches the magic scattered in abomination.

"Really...... hard...... annoying!

The unbearably vomited word was heard in his ear as a terribly young one.

Tinasha clutches her mouth and collects magic into her right hand instead. The enormous force emerged as a giant light sphere as it wandered, scattered a small spark around. She sees a distant castle with it at hand.

If we want to destroy it, we can destroy it even from here. I can sweep away without leaving one.

That's how much power you have. Tinasha raises the edge of her lips.

- That's a ridiculous idea.

I can't do that just because one person doesn't like it. If you go crazy about your emotions, it's all going crazy.

So you have to calm down. Tinasha bites her teeth and tells herself so.

Nevertheless, it is certain that it is an angry manipulation.

I knew I wasn't interested in myself, but that's why I'm insensitive. It is even more regrettable to think that the problem is that it is taking time to analyze it. There's a new idea around the corner, and we've just made progress.

"... Oscar idiot!

Tinasha squeaks like a waste when she turns off the light sphere in her right hand.

The person who curses is not him now. It's the other guy I met when I was a kid. At that time he was remembering his wife, her future as she loved wholeheartedly. Yet what if I were you now? All I can think of is that he doesn't have the elements he likes.

I know perfectly well that hitting him in the past is a mystery.

However, still, it hurts my chest when I remember those words that you said to me, "I will always be happy".

After all, she is a child who grew up spoiled - she had a self-inflicted grin.

I don't love you because you love me.

I don't want that.

I just miss myself a little bit because I feel like a foreign body in this day and age.

I can't go anywhere, I can't go back to anyone.

- If I could get over this loneliness, could I be something else?

Tinasha closed her eyes to the child's fantasy. A man's voice unwittingly interrupts an uncertain spiritual field.

"Oh, my God, you look good."

She opened her eyes to surprise when she was heard softly.

There is one man floating over the sky where no one is supposed to be. A man with a terribly beautiful face with black eyes on his silver hair, no one else, had a teasing laugh affixed to his mouth. Tinasha shrugs his name.

"Travis......"

The man laughed with his nose, looking back at her obliquely.

"It's been four hundred years. Oh, you've been asleep lately? Well, it's not a big year for me either."

"Long time no see...... what's going on here"

"I'm here to see your creepy face."

Tinasha glanced at Travis' expression, who said he was happy to apply salt to his wound.

Even when we met four hundred years ago, he was always like this. For him, the only top demon who likes and interferes with humans, Tinasha's annoyance is only one interesting dish of liquor.

Still, it was he who advised Oscar to go beyond time. Tinasha was honestly grateful for that.

Travis looked slightly at Tinasha's tannic surface, but eventually let him exaggerate and spread his hands.

"What? I even came to see you around the corner using magic sleep, and you can't even look at it? Poor thing."

After all, Tinasha drowned her head disappointingly at the salt applied to her. Disagree even weakly.

"No, it's fine. I'm not expecting it..."

"Don't be strong. Extra pity."

"Ugh..."

Travis laughed spirally whether he was taking a peek or if he still had the power to know what was going on from here on out.

"Shouldn't you just kill that woman? You could wipe out coal in an instant."

"Humans shouldn't do that..."

"Who does that but humans? We're not gonna do this, are we?

Tinasha jammed with persuasive irony in a way. It's really hard.

Why people kill people is so different.

But at least, I didn't want to kill people with inferiority.

I don't want to be flushed no matter how strong the emotion that becomes. Then you'd better lose your emotions themselves.

Travis saw her chewing on her lips with eyes that set the rules.

"You, no more spirits?

"I gave it back when I left. It's just Mira, but now it's Turdar."

"Phew."

Travis hits a gavel that doesn't seem to interest him. I reached out to Tinasha with graceful tricks. The man smiles when she looks suspiciously at her hands that are more beautiful than the women's things there.

"If you don't want to kill me, why don't you die? It's hard to be alive, isn't it?

Light, abrupt words.

Tinasha was just stunned.

But the body reflexively forms a configuration.

I could see enormous magic gathering in Travis' hands.

He doesn't joke about this. Everything's for real, everything's for fun. Tinasha knew about it by herself.

She receives the runoff of force launched with no chant, using a fence. And I kept trying to get pushed away and distance myself from Travis.

My body is cold at war.

He was laughing with pleasure.

A second wave strikes from the right.

Tinasha changed the angle and recieved an attack that would erase it if it came from the front.

Travis's voice sounds.

"Look, come right at me. It's boring to scold an irresistible woman. Or is that a suicide wish?

"You don't want to die because you still have a little work to do"

Tinasha spawned a composition in both hands as she said. A mighty cross blade made of air is born and cut into Travis.

But he just struck it off by waving it gently.

"You, are you licking me? If you haven't made progress in 400 years, smash your intestines."

Tinasha moved through the air licking her lips dry from the tension.

Change the flow of the wind with chanting. Returned while offsetting and involving the forces from the Quartet released by Travis.

This is how I fought him once.

Even though it had twelve spirits on it at that time, she lost a great deal.

"It's an interesting one, so I'll lend it to you," Travis healed her as he slammed down all the spirits and held her up bloody.

If this is the time to liquidate that loan, if it's going to continue then - it couldn't have been spoiled to death.

I haven't returned anything to Oscar yet. I'm not telling you anything.

I want to live more.

Tinasha closes her eyes for just one second.

But it was an equal moment forever. If you wake up, there's a battlefield there.

"I make my own decisions about when I die"

With the proclamation, she manifested her power.

If this power is its own from the core, then bear witness to it.

I can go over it. Stand upright.

Tinasha believed in herself and struck out the power.

Delilah spilled an irrepressible laugh when she returned to her room alone.

When I met Tinasha, I was completely overwhelmed by her beauty and her power, but Oscar ended up sheltering me from Delilah. It takes me more than that beautiful princess, she had a strong sense of victory about it.

- This might be enough.

When Delilah sat on the sleeping table, she put the cosmetic case she brought in on her lap when she came to the castle. When you open the box, put a knife in the mirror gap tensioned on the lid to get your nails done.

The one that widened the gap and came out of it is a piece of paper. She clawed and pulled the paper out. When folded pieces of paper are spread and stretched, a magical print is painted inside.

Delilah chanted small as she put her hands on the tattoo.

"My voice. Delivery. Stay far away and connect to one wing."

Tattoos glow with her magic.

The composition floated on the paper, and a few seconds later, an old man's voice was heard from above the tattoo.

"Delilah?

"It's me."

"How's it going?"

"Good. You're loved, aren't you?

In her words full of confidence, the man's voice seemed to have thought about it for a while.

For confirmation, the question returns.

"What happened to the princess of Trudar?"

"I met him, but I'm not gonna deal with him."

"The poison didn't seem to work. Drive him back if you can. If you can, destroy both the analysis and the configuration."

"You can't break into the room. If you really want to help me, give me some help."

To the voice of the woman whose grievances seeped, the man snorted.

"I can't do that. Then all you have to do is drive it back. You think you can fit it in the treasure trove?

"If you ask me, you'll let me in. I was told to say if I wanted to."

"Be careful. If you let him in, look for the box. Contains a small tattooed carved sphere"

"Okay."

Delilah laughed just at her lips.

I can manipulate men and such. But still, the opponent was the best this time. As much as I would like to stay here all the time if I could. My soul is going to swing in its power and sweetness.

But I have to do what I do.

If you forget that, no matter where you are, a blade of vengeance will strike her. This old man alone can handle it. But behind it, there's the man.

That's when the door to the room was knocked unexpectedly.

Delilah, who was smiling thinly, folds the paper back to normal when she rushes to cut the communication. Pushing it behind the mirror closed the lid and the box returned to the mirror table. That's how I speak to the door with a face that doesn't eat.

The man, a mistress, stared straight at Delilah as he walked into the room with the door open.

"What were you doing?

"I didn't do anything. I was thinking about you."

Oscar laughed small.

Delilah frowns when she realizes that the king is clawing Acacia on his waist. He always left his sword somewhere when he met her. She asks in surprise.

"Are you going somewhere?

"No? I'm not going anywhere"

Oscar pulled out Acacia as he said. Point that cut at Delilah.

Oscar whispered gently only the voice, against Delilah, who was so dismayed.

"You were careful inside. I didn't think it would take a month to grab my tail. Thanks to you, Tinasha bent her navel. I might have to replace the vitreous again."

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"Didn't you notice they were watching you the whole time? Kum was tracking where you were communicating."

Delilah turned bright blue in the moment. Cover your mouth with both hands with open hands. Words circled around my head about how it would help me to say escape.

- I have to say something. It's not good to pull here.

She stares at Oscar with her moist eyes as she squeezes her energy. I reached out my hands and begged.

"Your Majesty, I was being threatened and used. There is no falsehood in your mind."

"If you have something to say, tell Ars."

Oscar stepped aside as he said. Ars stands at the door, which has been a dead end from Delilah until now, following the soldiers.

She was stunned to see what that meant.

"Capture him. Put on the seal."

"Yes, sir."

Delilah, whose arm was taken by Ars, who came in, shouted at Oscar, who had returned Acacia to his sheath.

"Wow, what are you going to do with me! You're the one in trouble if I'm not here!

"I'm in no trouble at all. I'll get a slow report later on who blew me in, but if you're talking about the curse, there's a guy who can de-curse me. No, but you're gonna have a baby, aren't you? There's no substitute. She's a good woman. I'll be there in time."

Delilah opened her eyes as much as any more to the king's words.

At the same time, Ars is a little surprised.

His master has hardly ever spoken positively about Tinasha. Whether that's for real or the flip of being attracted, Ars has always been overwhelming.

But even now that we know the difference, something doesn't change.

They are in a difficult position to be together. If Oscar could get her, that would be about the time the curse became impossible. With that difficulty in mind, Ars laid his eyes down.

Leaving the room as the soldiers drew a strange delilah.

Finally, looking back to thank Ars, Oscar was staring out the window, looking somewhere far away.

Tinasha stopped her leg bleeding when she chanted briefly. Keep moving slightly to the right.

The black jaw gate passed where she was.

Tinasha chants as she runs her blood-swet fingers into the air.

"I call it primitive water. Swallow all the flow to kill, and suppress what's in there."

Along with the diffusing configuration, four thick water columns appeared in a loud swirl around her.

Tinasha points to Travis, who can afford it.

"Go!"

The water column swirled, approaching Travis at a terrible rate. Siege him so as to envelop him from all sides.

Tinasha, the operator, began a new chant while confirming it.

"Voice, take the desire to define what I sound like as a symbol, see the breath as a blessing. For appearance..."

"You, don't use double chanting or anything in Sashi."

To a voice suddenly heard from behind, Tinasha crouched when she panicked and stopped chanting.

Transfer straight away.

"Ouch...... ah!

A severe pain ran late on my left arm.

When I look at it, the outside of the two arms is completely decided.

To the white bones visible from among the meat, Tinasha let her hand touch her in agony, erasing only the bleeding and pain. If it is decided, the treatment will take time. It was obvious that even when I was doing that, they would take my life.

Travis is standing where Tinasha was, looking bored. My left hand is wet in blood because I took Tinasha's flesh.

"Spirit, yes, you are. Don't make a dignified gap."

That being said, she has only had rear-guarded fights. I don't know what else to do with overlapping chants.

But now the enemy is the king of an almost omnipotent demon race. Magic power is different in combat technology anyway. If you keep trying from the front, you won't even be able to survive instead of winning.

- You have to use your head and put up a trap...

Tinasha spins her thoughts while controlling her breath.

She screamed on a piece of paper with a sharp exhaling breath at the uninterrupted attack from all directions.

- You should be able to sharpen your powers more thinly...

Tinasha concentrated her consciousness.

My head gets cleaner.

Capture the orbit of magic.

I can tell to take it in my hand whether it's behind it or overhead.

The accumulating experience begins to catch up with the future momentarily ahead.

Travis whistled inside to her, who prevented a stormy offense with minimal force.

Beginning four hundred years ago, and starting a few minutes ago, the movement is getting better. Travis looked pleasantly at her as she was being transformed into a purely fighting presence, neither avant-garde nor rear guard.

"But not yet."

Travis muttered, releasing an invisible net towards her.

Even if you leave, it goes after her as if she were willing.

Tinasha cleaved the composition with a blade of wind, but the net quickly approached her by regenerating the torn part.

They take my leg.

The net tore the meat as-is and captured her bones.

"Ahhh... ugh!!

The focus was disturbed by burning pain. A moment, distracting.

Tinasha was bored by the intense pain of the nets that intertwined and devoured her whole body one after the other.

Travis' teasing voice is called.

"What, are we done here? It's boring. I lost it in hopes. You want me to pay your man for the rest?

Travis' words barely reached the back of his whitened brain.

She chews and understands what that means.

Despair fell like an indelible stain.

"Whoa whoa whoa!!

Release magic from all over your body with screaming. With that immense force, the net swept away into scattering.

Full-bodied Tinasha stares at Travis with a glimmer of killing in the eyes of the abyss.

"I'm not letting you go to that guy"

"... you look good. I don't hate that look either. But if there's blood on your head, you're gonna die, right?

"Shut up!"

Tinasha jumped toward Travis as she wrapped her magic around her right arm.

Start chanting sharply.

"What I want is an abyss blade!

A huge black sickle appeared to cover her right hand.

Tinasha flashes it towards Travis.

But he avoided it by gently retreating sideways.

Black sickles disperse. The residual fog smoked all around us but soon cleared up.

Tinasha kicks in the air and transfers, triggering Travis' attack.

She was unusually beautiful, waving her bloody limbs through the sky in shapes like beasts at hand.

Kum, who was tracking communications with the outside world that Delilah was doing, soon found out that his opponent was some kind of building in the Farsas Castle capital.

Oscar smiles coldly when he receives a report.

"An example of a dubious emerging religion? All right. Now go and get a grip on it. Don't let one get away with it."

To a sharp order, when Meredith gives her thanks, she leaves.

Kum, who dropped it off, frowned.

"What's up?

"No… I feel a powerful wave of magic in the north"

"North? How far north?"

"Is it about halfway between the castle capital and the village of Teneto... this... is a curse ban"

"What?

Kum glanced at the king as if he could not believe his words.

Consider that Oscar will have a rugged look.

- Where's Tinasha?

"I do not know…"

"I'm going to take a look. Can I ask you to come after me?

"Yes, sir."

After Kum to thank, Oscar left the room in a hurry. Check the lower back acacia.

If you're with the three of us earlier, it could be the talking room.

Hoping to be there, he ran out the hallway.

"Define your breath! My word forms life!

Hundreds of spreads emerge from both arms along with Tinasha's chant.

With spear-like sharpness, each one came towards them. To them, Travis raised his hands and bound. When the spreading pierces the junction one after the other, it eats in and stops. Supporting everything, he crushed all the connections.

"The attack was rough."

Tinasha does not answer. When you change places in the metastasis, you start another chant.

Travis sent a cold eye at the look.

- - The instability of the human spirit is interesting at times but angry at times.

It's interesting to be able to do more than limit for others, but I can't help but get hot and take advice.

- - To this extent...

Travis was rapidly losing interest in her.

Tinasha's unleashed crushing wave looms in front of me. He waved it gently to offset it.

"I'm bored. It's time for disillusionment."

At the same time as I finish, he produces an immense composition in both hands.

But at the end of his sight, Tinasha, who should know defeat, was smiling at the bitter mix of smiles.

She reaches out her bloodstained hand toward Travis.

"Become."

Using that word as a last shard, a giant cage appeared in the air.

A cage of fine, vast configurations that glow white. It adds radiance as you look around while trapping Travis inside.

The man looked at the surrounding composition just in surprise.

"You... a double chant"

"Exactly. Oh, and let me take it backwards, even though you wouldn't expect me to use a double chant. We divided them into seven spells, and we doubled them, and we made one configuration."

Tinasha squeezes out her words while letting her breath out.

Travis, pressed by white light, laughed ridiculously.

"Was it the act that looked like it was busted? You're getting a good personality."

"You can't beat me if I set a trap."

Tinasha increased the strength of the composition as she gently moved her extended hand.

The cage of light is no longer in itself a giant light sphere. It's a testament to her horrible until she overtakes the curse that wiped out Fort Inulade.

Tinasha talks unstoppably about her hands manipulating the composition.

"You are a benefactor. I don't want to kill you."

But I haven't heard back. Tinasha cruises slightly.

But that can't take long either.

When she was determined, she proceeded to complete the composition.

Her will communicates through the air.

- That's when something sounded dull like a burst.

"Huh...?

Tinasha tilts her neck. The configuration is not complete. Her willed magic had been struck down in the air.

She looks down at her body.

There was a hole in the center of a luxurious limb that was blurred, about the child's head in a thin abdomen.

I feel it for a very long time.

Blown guts and torn flesh fall as they scatter blood. I tried to speak up, but blood refluxed down my throat.

The light sphere that was sealing Travis disappears after losing the magic of the operator.

Finding himself a man floating in it, Tinasha realized his defeat.

My body leans.

The magic that supported her diffuses.

- - I don't want to die yet...

Tinasha stretches her arms out into the sky in search of someone.

But her body slowly stalled toward the ground, like a broken doll.

Travis laughs as he drops her off.

"That's a good line. But sweet sweet. I'm still a tiger boy. I haven't been able to use my powers."

He glanced at Farsus Castle, which seemed distant when stretched lightly.

I have a bad laugh about people.

And he moved off the spot to move his thoughts to execution.

Oscar was stunned to learn that she was not in the castle when he asked the three of them who remained in the talking room about Tinasha.

I don't know what to do, but I'm headed to her private room for once.

The junction on the door is such that only Oscars are allowed to pass through it. This is because of the emergency and because he is the Lord of this castle. He rambled open the door and jumped inside, but there was no one there.

When I tried to leave the room with a gradual spread of anxiety, but suddenly there were signs of something behind me.

Oscar turns around thinking it was her he was looking for, but doesn't immediately understand the sight and solidifies it.

- - A brilliant man, a stranger, is standing in the air. The man's arm was held up by the master of this room.

But she's unconscious. Not only that, the white dress I was wearing was unbroken all over the place, and blood creeping all over my body.

Beautiful and poor she has no shadow to see. Oscar lost himself for a moment to that appearance that he only thought had been trampled on in a mess.

But as soon as he returns to me, he pulls out Acacia. I turned that cut toward a man who grinned slightly.

"And what did you do?

A normal human being would return to Oscar's voice to the point where he would just kneel with that force, but Travis flatly returns it.

"What did you... hey? I played him because he seemed insatiable."

In a reply as light as a child's play, but full of malice, Oscar's whole body boiled in anger. I can't breathe uncomfortably.

I can never forgive you.

I can't convince you to make amends... if you make them pay for their lives. Still, I didn't think it was enough.

Oscar was awesome toward Travis as he took a step.

"Don't think you'll make it home alive, people."

"Do you know I'm not a person? You're in there. Funny."

"Don't skip the bullshit"

"Half of them came to see you. I see the colour has changed. Was it good or bad to have Acacia... but is that all you need to do with me?"

Oscar took a step further into a man in a mood to whine to himself with no idea what it meant.

Enter in time for one leg.

But when Travis looked back at Oscar, who was dyed of intent to kill, he turned aside and shrugged his shoulder.

"Exactly. I'm tired already today. See you later."

Saying so, the man throws Tinasha's body towards Oscar without creation. Oscar hurriedly took her hand off the sword, holding her. Embrace a luxurious body with a dark smell of blood.

"Tinasha......"

Make sure she does live, and Oscar looks up.

But I didn't see anyone there at the earliest.