Lucid, dressed in black, quietly chased the knights in the forest.

　　 The gloomy forest is full of the sounds of insects and birds. Mottled crimson moonflowers scattered through the gaps in the canopy on the dead branches and fallen leaves on the ground.

　　 The speed of a mixed team of knights and assassins is not slow, but it is still only a normal speed in front of the curly baboons in the assassin sequence.

　　 After a while, the whispering chatter of the knights reached his ears.

　　 faintly heard another annoying whisper in his ear, and he frowned.

　　 With twelve minutes' spirits up, Lucid tried his best to hide his figure and approached quietly.

　　 The black-clothed and masked curly-haired baboon moves silently like a ghost, thinking that it is seamlessly approaching the marching team.

　　 "Aha! When I get rich..." The excited words of the knights floated into Lucid's ears.

　　 frowned, the knights' condition was obviously wrong.

　　 I didn't feel that much when I was in it before, but now Lucid looks at it from the perspective of a bystander, and the problem is obvious.

　　 This is probably the so-called bystander clear.

　　 The kind of luck that had been there was also poured into a bucket of cold water, which completely dispelled that kind of optimism.

　　 "He is still "instigating" the knights. It seems that he is really unkind." Lucid pondered, thinking about what to do to save these knights.

　　 Although he is not the real knight commander, seeing these knights go to extinction step by step, he really can't bear it.

　　 "To get these knights out of their current predicament, they must first get out of this "instigated" state."

　　 How can he invalidate his "abetment" when he has committed trouble?

　　 In his memory, he didn't know much about the ability to "seduce", but he probably knew a little bit.

　　 "Huh?" He had a guess.

　　 The case in which the "instigator" described the "instigator" in his memory was the "Sumu" tragedy.

Where is 　　Sumu? On a small ship!

　　 Does that mean that the ability to "instigate" must have a range. My own personal experience just now also illustrates this point.

After 　　 approached the team, he whispered in his ear again. And not at a distance.

　　 The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the truth. After all, the "instigator" is only a Sequence 8, and it is unlikely that there will be such an infinite distance "map cannon".

　　 Then, as long as the headed man in black is distracted, isn't it possible to achieve the goal?

　　 He thought he could try it.

　　 Under the crimson moonlight, his figure changed for a while and "disappeared" in the shadow.

　　 Just as he was about to do it, he suddenly thought of something. After a pause for thought, he moved back quickly.

　　 He needs to prepare something, after all, what he has to face is the advanced version of the "instigator" of the "assassin".

　　 After Advanced Sequence 8, the assassin's own abilities will not disappear, maybe there will be a certain degree of enhancement!

　　 Must make some more preparations!

　　 Thinking of this, the whispers that bothered Lucid suddenly improved a lot.

　　 Thoughtfully, did the potion that I took have been digested a little because of this?

　　 Lucid had a lot of thoughts for a while, thinking of the "playing method" in his memory, could he think he could be bolder?

　　 shook his head, he dispelled the dangerous thought.

　　 But his footsteps are getting faster and faster, rushing to the place where he hid before.

　　…………

　　 Listening to the conversation in the team, the hidden corners of the mouth of the black-clothed "abettor" couldn't help but twitched.

　　 He felt that the potion he was taking was gradually digesting, and he even had a feeling that after he completed this task, he would be promoted!

　　 licked his lips, he felt a little impatient.

　　 These stupid knights don’t know what they are going to face...

　　 is really stupid and pathetic...

　　He has a sickly pleasure, as if he is a **** who rules his life.

　　While he was thinking about things, there were waves of movement in the woods next to him.

　　 "Someone!"

　　 His extraordinary perception made him keenly aware of what was hiding in the woods.

　　 Through the darkness, he glanced in that direction.

　　Even if it is hidden, it's hard to hide it from him.

　　 What's more, such a clumsy sneak?

　　 quietly and whispered to the assassin under his command, and he went on walking nonchalantly.

　　 Under the crimson moonlight, one of the black-clothed assassins in the team disappeared after walking through the shade of a tree, and silently touched the position where the leader said.

　　 He sneaked carefully to that location, but unexpectedly found nothing.

　　 could not help but whisper.

　　 While he was in a daze, a vague figure fell from the sky, silently dimming the dagger and stole his life.