Surrounded by small overlapping whispers, Lucid stumbled and walked towards the camp where the knights gathered under the instinct of survival.

　　 At first, he could barely discern the direction, but as time passed, he only felt that his head was blank, and he didn't know what he was doing or what he was going to do.

　　 He felt that his spirituality was becoming crazy, his sanity was disintegrating and collapsing little by little. But whenever he felt that he was about to be unable to hold it, there was always a miraculous ease of relaxation, which made him reluctantly persevere, so as not to be completely "out of control".

　　 It is fortunate that he "blew himself up" in a dream created by the "captain". As the creator of the dream, the hapless Captain of the Night Watcher suffered most of the "pollution". And even if he was only suffering from Chiyu, he was also severely eroded.

　　 Especially since he is currently the most contaminated and unstable Sequence 9 and he almost "died on the spot."

　　Rao is so, Lucid's mental state has gradually become crazy. His wide-eyed eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to lose his mind completely.

　　 He didn't know, he had already deviated from the direction when he lost his mind, and he didn't know where to go.

　　 Finally, his eyes went dark and he fainted in the woods where he didn't know where.

　　…………

　　 It was late at night, and Lucid, bathed in the red moon, woke up.

　　 The mind is chaotic and painful, and there are endless whispers around the ears.

　　 "It's a life!" The curly-haired baboon sighed with relief, and touched his forehead without any lightning-shaped scars. But he got stuck in another problem.

　　 "Where am I?" He looked around blankly and found that there were elusive woods around him.

　　 rubbed the corner of his forehead, facing the forest where there was no discernible object at all, making it difficult.

　　 He started walking aimlessly but he didn't realize that he had already deviated from the direction.

　　 The dark and deep woods are covered with a faint crimson veil. Although the environment is dim and dark, Lucid, an "Assassin," walks here as if walking on the ground.

　　 After a while, he keenly noticed that there seemed to be movement in front of him.

　　 A team of men in black and a mixed team of knights greeted the curly-haired baboon hidden in the darkness.

　　 "Huh?!" He was even more confused.

　　 These are actually his own men, the knights led by Legus.

　　 And those wearing black clothes and tight-fitting masks are not the dresses of the assassins that I have met before?

　　 "Who!" At this time, a black-clothed man in the team seemed to have discovered something, and a group of quick-moving black-clothed people immediately followed his instructions and outflanked Lucid's hiding place.

　　 No way, wearing this heavy full-body armor is really intrusive and cumbersome.

　　 There is no way, he can only walk out of the hiding place.

　　 "Huh? Lucid?" The knights were surprised when they saw the iconic armor.

　　 But the black-clothed masked assassins are still on guard. The black-clothed man who found his hiding place just came over and asked, "Why are you here!?"

　　 This is really a proposition.

　　 Enduring the headache and the whispers around his ears, Lucid started thinking quickly with the little brain capacity of the curly-haired baboon.

　　 "What should I say?" These people gathered here sneakily, surely something was going to be implemented. But what exactly is it? He couldn't understand.

　　 Suddenly, he thought of a point that had been overlooked before, and now he made a decision.

　　 He decided to take a gamble.

　　 Stud!

　　 "Huh! You guys who hide their heads and show their tails are starting to act?" Lucid asked in a disdainful and contemptuous tone in Rouen with a strong accent.

　　 "Huh!" The man in black was boring and gave him a sideways look.

　　 "Go!" The black-clothed man's tone was a bit angry, but he didn't question his identity anymore.

　　 This is indeed the old stubborn voice that smells hard, and it is indeed what he would say.

　　 He walked to the front of the team, took the assassins away, and Lucid followed him behind him.

"Huh, it's dangerous!" The curly-haired baboon who succeeded in passing the test quietly breathed a sigh of relief~lightnovelpub.net~ Judging by the words "Glory is my life" engraved on the lining of the knight's armor, this one is dressed like iron. The character of the tortoise-like knight commander should be relatively straightforward.

　　 So based on his character, it shouldn't seem like a submissive person who "coincides with these assassins".

　　 In addition, in his previous state, even if he tried his best to run, he shouldn't be too far away from the camp, and the reaction of the knight before also showed this.

　　 So I said that I should still be in the normal range, not far away from the distance that would be suspected.

　　 So the curly-haired baboon is determined to take a gamble. Fortunately, he was right.

　　 successfully "mixed in", the curly baboon followed the team of knights and mixed assassins without knowing the direction.

　　 But Lucid is not at ease at this moment. The whispers that come from his ears always haunt him, so he has to suppress his nerves forcibly and force himself to ignore these demon whispers.

　　 had to "digest" the potion, frowned, and he began to wonder how to "play" an assassin.

　　 To tell the truth, he came from the 21st century with a disgusting attitude towards "assassination".

　　 This is also the main reason why he knows the "playing method" but still hasn't digested the potion quickly.

　　 "Oh!" Biting his lip, he was a little lost.

　　 If there is any compromise, it would be great.

　　 "Life is difficult!" He laughed mockingly, feeling that I seem to be quite unlucky lately.

　　 "Will something like a quill affect me?" He shook his head and thought a little amused: "I'm just an ordinary Sequence 9 curly baboon. Do you think about me?"