"?" He didn't get a reply from Leon, but instead saw some pity in his eyes. The young Prince Andre couldn't help but frown, and then continued: "You should be able to guess part of what's happening now. The world in front of you was drawn by me based on my own memory, and with your current ability, there is no possibility of breaking through it and escaping." "so what?" Leon raised his eyebrows when he heard this. "When you tell me this, do you want me to give up my resistance, or do you want me to surrender directly to you?" "No need, I don't care about these." Prince Andre shook his head, then pointed at the emerald-eyed girl who was protected by Leon, and said with a sincere expression: "I only want Filia. If you return her to me, I can let you leave here directly." "Brother Andre..."
After listening to Prince Andre's "simple" request, the green-eyed girl couldn't help but feel a touch of emotion in her eyes, and then she wanted to walk out from behind Leon, but... "Isn't this bad?" After reaching out and grabbing Filia's collar and pulling her back behind him, Leon stared into Prince Shota's green eyes and said: "You and her are the only two members of the Korok royal family left now. If she is handed over to you, once the bloodline of the Korok royal family is cut off, the effectiveness of the Watch Palace will be reduced, and my mission will be complete. Failed." "That's your business." After hearing Leon's answer, Prince Andre frowned slightly, and then said with a somewhat cold expression: "The effectiveness of the Watch Palace has nothing to do with me, nor does it have anything to do with the Korok royal family. Neither I nor the Korok royal family have the responsibility to maintain the effectiveness of the Watch Palace for the Cleanup Bureau. As for your mission... Mr. Lyon, I hope you can understand that I am willing to stand here and discuss with you, but I don’t want to do anything with you in this world, so as not to stain my painting, not because I don’t have the ability to deal with you. . Now that I am willing to let you and Director Edward go out, you'd better agree and don't continue to challenge my patience, otherwise the final result will be something that none of us want to see. " "Uh-huh." After nodding his head noncommittally, Leon grabbed Filia who was struggling, narrowed his eyes slightly and asked: "I do care more about my own safety than completing the mission of the Cleanup Bureau. This deal is not impossible, but how can I be sure that after returning Princess Philia to you, you will really let me and Director Edward go? ? After all, I am trapped in the painting you drew. Your Highness Filia is my only trump card. If you just bluffed me and immediately attacked me and Director Edward after taking her away, what should I do? ? " Prince Andre frowned when he heard this and said impatiently: "Let's be honest, what do you want to do?" "I want insurance." Leon raised the [Cutting Silver Dagger] in his hand, gestured it to Filia's forehead, and then suggested sincerely: "In order to ensure that Your Highness will not go back on your promise, I can give you half of Your Highness Philia first. As for the other half, I will wait until Director Edward and I are safe before returning the other half to you... Well... do you want the left half or the right half? half?" "?!!!"
After listening to Leon's proposal and looking at the gleaming dagger on her forehead, the struggling green-eyed girl suddenly calmed down, did not dare to move, and began to wink crazily at Prince Andre. No! I don't want to be split in half vertically! You must not agree to him! "..." "If you don't want to talk about it, forget it." After looking at the [Cutting Silver Dagger] that Leon held tightly in his hand, he understood that he had rejected the conditions he proposed. Prince Andre was silent for a while, then raised his head and said expressionlessly: "Although I don't want to dirty this painting, since you don't agree with my conditions, there's nothing I can do about it... Goodbye, I hope you won't regret it later." After making an unexplained threat, Shota Andre's whole body trembled slightly, as if something had been withdrawn from his body. His eyes, which were slightly angry just now, returned to those untainted by knowledge. of clear appearance. "Huh?" After looking at Lyon in front of him in surprise, Andre, the shot version, held the ball, scratched the back of his head in confusion, and asked with a puzzled face: "Who are you……" "Kill your assassin." After casually replying to Little Andre, Leon suddenly stepped forward with the knife, grabbed the startled Prince Andre, and stabbed him seven or eight times. "Your Highness?!!!" After seeing this sudden scene, the captain of the guard who had been staring at him from afar was dumbfounded. With his eyes suddenly bloodshot, he almost rolled over and crawled over, trying to snatch Andre back from the hands of the "assassin" Prince, let’s see if you are still saved, but... "Amazing!" Touching his body that had been stabbed seven or eight times in a row but without a single wound, Prince Shota couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise, threw away the ball and clapped his hands vigorously, and then asked excitedly: "Are you a magician? Your knife has a mechanism and can retract when it hits someone, or the knife is soft! Am I right?" "Wrong." After letting Prince Shota touch the blade of the [Silver Coin Cutting] and confirming the condition of the blade, Leon looked at Prince Shota's intact clothes and couldn't help but sigh slightly. At the moment, not only the "canvas" cannot be cut, but even the "content" and "characters" of the painting cannot be cut. Except for the place that directly touches the blade, any cut place will be instantly healed. It seems that Prince Andre's ability to draw really restrains himself. Director Edward's judgment is completely correct. He really can't handle this kind of battle where he can't see the opponent's body. Just when Leon was secretly worried, looking at Prince Andre who had no wounds on his body and was curiously studying the knife, the tall and strong guard who rushed halfway couldn't help but let out a long breath, and then he seemed to be exhausted, staggered two steps and supported the sculpture next to him. Damn... This stinky magician, I will beat you every time I see you in the future! After glaring at Leon fiercely, looking at Prince Andre who was grabbing Leon's arm and stabbing him with a knife, the frightened captain of the guard took a breath, then hurried over and persuaded him earnestly: "Your Highness Andre, these people are suspicious, you should..." "Hmm?" After hearing the advice of the captain of the guard, the prince couldn't help but blink in surprise, then pointed at Leon's red round nose and the colorful oil paint on his face, and asked in confusion: "What's suspicious? Isn't he the clown in the circus that my father invited to liven up the atmosphere?"
"???" This time it was Leon's turn to be surprised. Looking at the big red nose that suddenly appeared in his sight, Leon's eyes suddenly widened, and before he could speak, he felt that his clothes suddenly sank. It was as if an invisible huge paintbrush, filled with carefully mixed colored paint, smeared it on his clothes twice, turning the black wool coat he had just put on into a clown costume full of vertical colored stripes and groups of colorful blocks. Then, a long and slightly ambiguous life of a street performer, with fairly exquisite juggling skills, suddenly rushed into Leon's mind, and the corners of his originally tense mouth habitually curled up, grinning into a brilliant and formulaic laugh. "..." Fuck, this time it really became a magic trick!