"So, another fake?"

Feilina threw the axe blade into the land, looked at the information in her hand with the burning light of the dragon corpse, and finally sighed, burned the paper clean with the flames on the dragon corpse, and finally sighed: "This guy..."

"Let me clean up."

He greeted him, and the shadow blade who had been standing beside him responded. Soon, a unit rushed over and collected all the dragon bones and scattered dragon scales.

Filina rushed to the next dragon nest alone... Oh, not alone, there is also the shadow blade that has been following Filina all year round. She is still hiding in the shadow not far from Filina, silently guarding the girl.

Maybe, sir, no longer need my protection?

Shadow Blade, hiding in the shadow, sighed, but saw Felina wave to her, hurriedly appeared from the shadow, and came to the girl.

"What's wrong, Xiaoqi? I heard the sighing sound. Are you worried?"

Feilina added some dead wood to the bonfire, rubbed a fireball and ignited the dead wood with high temperature. Then she asked without raising her head.

Xiaoqi is the number of this Shadow Blade. As for the name of No. 7 before joining the Shadow Blade, Feilina didn't know. She had asked No. 7, but No. 7 just smiled and shook her head, and then hid in the shadow.

"grown ups……"

No. 7 just responded but did not explain. Her voice was a little hoarse, but it could be heard that she was not old. When she approached the bonfire, the fire illuminated her with a pretty and tender face.

Perhaps, he is a little younger than Filina.

"What's wrong? I feel useless? Silly girl, if you weren't by my side, I wouldn't know how troublesome it would be on weekdays. Don't think so much, come and have something to eat together."

Feilina took out the ingredients from the space equipment and greeted No. 7 while baking, but No. 7 shook her head: "No. 7 has something to bring to her."

After saying that, he took a step back and was about to hide in the shadows. Feilina hurriedly got up and grabbed her arm, and said with a laugh and cry: "Can't you chat with me?"

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Feilina regretted it. As soon as she finished speaking, No.7 stopped walking, responded to "Yes", and sat at the campfire in a straight posture. Her attitude made Feilina even more amused and crying.

"Ayer... are all your Shadow Blades so awkward?"

Feilina wanted to call Al, and listen to how he trained these shadow blades, and actually trained a beautiful girl to become a machine that could only execute commands.

But just thinking about it, Feilina also knew that this actually has nothing to do with the training method. In fact, she has read the file of No. 7 and knew that No. 7's personality is actually related to her past experience.

Looking at No. 7 sitting on the side like a silly gourmet, Firina could only sigh helplessly, while barbecuing the meat, and saying to herself: "To be honest, this barbecue was taught by Saoyan, but when that guy made barbecue, except for the unique sauce, the meat tasted really not very good. Since I learned how to barbecue, he has only been responsible for making the sauce."

"Hey, speaking of it, this guy Saoya is really good. He has been leaving for almost two years. Apart from leaving a 'two-year' message half a year ago, there is no news anymore. Even the sauce he left is almost used up. It's really hard for us to work hard all day for that guy's foundation."

"Of course, if you say you are tired, your Shadow Blade is the most tired. When you formed the Shadow Blade, the positioning you were only the intelligence system of Silent City. As a result, now, whether it is intelligence, diplomacy, or the coordination within Silent City, you Shadow Blade is responsible for it, which made Al start complaining to me, and half of your time was spent expanding the scale of Shadow Blade."

"But I heard from Al that the next batch of graduated Shadow Blades can be numbered after 200, and the efficiency is really not slow. A month ago, when I wanted to draw Shadow Blades to the battlefield, Al even complained to me that the number of Shadow Blades is too small, and it is only a hundred in total..."

It is said that when you are alone, people will take off their strong disguise. Although No. 7 is by your side, her presence is too low. Feilina talks a lot, and as she talks, she is immersed in her own world. A fog rises in front of her from time to time. I don’t know whether it is sweat or tears evaporates in the heat of the bonfire.

No.7 just listened quietly. She turned her head and looked at Filina's side face, but she always had the illusion of looking at her childhood playmate. In the orphanage, the crying girl was the same. She sat beside her, she shed tears while telling her about her affairs.

No. 7 suddenly felt that her eyes were a little wet. When the vampire massacred the city, the crying girl became stronger and stronger than usual, and exchanged her life for the opportunity to escape. If she had the strength she had now...

Tears dripped on the stones, making a crisp sound. Number seven suddenly woke up and hurriedly covered the tears on their faces. But Filina heard in his ears say: "By the way, Locart should be from the same batch as you, right?"

"Locart...well, he is number one, and the best one among our group at that time."

And it was also the one who took care of me the most.

No.7 lowered her head and her voice was very light, for fear that Filina would hear her strangeness.

However, Feilina still looked back at her in surprise: Can this girl even say such a long sentence at once?

But the next second, Filina saw No. 7's slightly red eyes, sighed slightly, and stuffed a skewer of grilled meat into No. 7's hands: "Eat, after eating, I'm full, I don't think about those sad things anymore."

"Um."

No.7 still lowered her head and silently took a bite of the barbecue, but a few more tears were left one after another, hitting the stone, making a crisp sound.

Filina also panicked, gently stroked No. 7's back and wanted to do something, but saw No. 7 wipe her tears, raised her head and pulled out an ugly smile: "I'm fine."

As he said this, tears gushed out even faster. However, this time, no tears fell, but there was a layer of mist in front of No. 7.

Through the mist, looking at No. 7 with a stubborn look, Firina finally sighed, said nothing, just sat next to No. 7 and patted her back.
Chapter completed!