The Federation deserved to die, they liked to say. But when Pace looked at the small back of Pearlis, he saw a familiar shadow in a trance. Pace shook his head and clenched his teeth. Perlis was not his sister, his sister was dead, and all this was Venia's fault. He wants to take back the house and take revenge on Venia. "Let's do it this way," Pace made up his mind and stood up. "I'll take care of her. I'll call on the most capable brothers." "Got it, brother." Vans patted Pace's shoulder and nodded, "For the family (Thebite)." "For the family (Thebite)." After Vans left, Pace shouted to the small figure by the window: "Hey, little princess, I need your help." Perlis glanced at Pesce and walked slowly towards him. Pesce swallowed his saliva. Lying was never Pesce's hobby, but a stronger motive drove him. He had to do his best for it, even if he had to become a liar.
So, when Perlis walked in front of Pess, he said what he had been brewing in his heart for a long time: "I know where Ivar Sekopas is." "Really?" Perlis raised her head and looked at Pace, who was a head taller than her. "Where is he?" "After Venia took away my family's house, Ivar has been living there, in the Monark Mansion." Pace's heartbeat quickened, but he tried to keep his tone normal. "If you want to settle accounts with him, we can go together and each get what we need." "Hmm..." Perlis pondered for a while, and suddenly, a sharp light flashed in her eyes, which seemed a little out of place on her lovely face, but made Pace a little nervous. "Are you sure he's there.. not just trying to take advantage of me?" "what..." Pace swallowed again, his heartbeat accelerating. "I swear, I definitely didn't lie to you. If I lied to you, my tavern would go bankrupt!" “..Eh..?” Perlis looked around the shabby tavern and sighed helplessly. “It feels like I’m being cheated…” "Trust me! I can do anything for the honor of my family. Why would I lie to you about something that is mutually beneficial?" Pace shouted, trying to replace the guilt he felt for lying with the anger of his family being humiliated. "Ivar is my enemy, and so is Venia. For the sake of my family... I will take revenge no matter what, so please believe me! Come with me to take back Monarch Manor!" Ah...Pace really hated lying, but the opportunity to revive the family was in front of him, and he had to do it. The girl in front of me is a federal. There is no need to feel ashamed for deceiving a federal! After staring at Pace with her blood-red eyes for a long time, Perlis sighed slightly.
"Ok, I trust you." Perlis's tone was light, but she didn't seem to doubt anything. Pace breathed a sigh of relief, as if a stone had fallen from his heart. He looked around and saw that the investigator's power armor had been almost dismantled. The clock hands passed twelve o'clock in the morning, and the night was deep. It's so late... Feeling sleepy, Pace yawned, looked at the girl in front of him who seemed to be unaware of the sleepiness, and asked: "It's late at night, why don't you sleep here with me first? It's hard to find a place outside, right?" Pace pointed to the bedroom behind the tavern, which had more than ten beds. Perlis took one look and rejected it: "No." "Ah? Then you don't want to sleep?" Pace looked at Pearlis in surprise. "You..." Perlis looked around the ceiling and frowned at the spider webs on it, "It stinks." "Where does it stink?" Pace was a little crazy because he clearly couldn't smell anything. "That thing floated from the bedroom. Are there heather plants in there?" Perlis covered her nose. "Hmm... I didn't notice it just now. How could anyone come to a pub like this?" "Little princess...please don't curse me," Pace covered his head. He didn't expect that this guy was really spoiled like a princess. "Don't call me little princess. I always feel like you are mocking me. I have a name..." Perlis hit Pace's chest in dissatisfaction. "My name is Perlis Hafurgard. Just call me Perlis." "Well, Pearlis," Pace sighed helplessly, "where are you going to live?" "When I came here, I saw a big, new hotel over there. Can I stay there?" Perlis pointed out the window, and Pace looked up. A trident-shaped building stood where Perlis's finger was. "Of course you can... But that seems to be a luxury hotel that accommodates the I-Tran caravan. Are you sure you have the money to stay there?" "Hmm..this..." Perlis stroked her chin and thought for a while, then raised her head and looked at Pace with her big eyes: "No." "Pfft, uh... I'm just in case you don't know, you have to pay to stay in a hotel." Pace covered his head. He couldn't remember how many times he had covered his head today. "Yeah, I know," Perlis said, extending her hand to Pace, "Thank you." "Eh? Thank you for what?" Pace and Perlis stared at each other for a long time before they understood: "Wait! I don't have the money to send you to a hotel!" Pace took two steps back, waving his hands at high speed, "You can see that the business of my pub is getting worse and worse. If I keep spending money like this..." ...... In a room at the Saint-Hyder Hotel, after taking a bath, Perlis slowly walked to the window and looked down at Loton from above. The ancient city was still sleeping quietly in the moonlight and mist, and the silent atmosphere enveloped the old but exquisitely outlined buildings. The ancient clock tower stood behind the layers of mist, like a night watchman watching over this ancient yet charming city of mist and rain. After all, Pess spent money to throw Perlis into the hotel. Although he was very reluctant, he still responded to Perlis' trust in her with practical actions. Perlis smiled slightly. Although this poor young man looked unreliable, he was actually a good person. I will definitely pay it back if I have the chance, definitely.
After changing into a white bathrobe, Perlis closed the curtains, turned on a night light, and sat down at the desk. She placed her father's diary on the table and slowly opened it. The words on the title page once again caught her eye: "To my daughter, Perlis Havrgard, I will always love you, my little white flower." Ever since the battle to retake Charon, Perlis has been afraid to open the diary. She is afraid to see Edward standing in front of her alive again, smiling and reaching out to her. After coming to Loden, Perlis tried not to think about things related to her father. She just covered herself with a mask and kept all her emotions locked in her heart. But now, Perlis must make a decision. She wants to know her father's story, and why Ivar, who reached out to her in the icy rain, killed her father. She has so much to know, and she must face it. Suddenly, she felt a tightness in her chest. She covered her chest and coughed a few times. Was it the weather in Loton? Or was she feeling uneasy about what she was about to see? Perlis took a deep breath and then turned the title page of the diary. A part of the front of the diary was torn off, and Perlis could only start reading from the remaining part: "...On April , the weather in the Federation was very bad, and Aleph kept complaining about wanting to go back..." ...END... The Blood Pact (Part 1) Eight years ago Lavis - Academi Federation "...On April , the weather in the Federation was very bad. Aleph kept complaining about wanting to go back. His complaints were so loud that the mercenaries from La Vatino heard them..." Amid the hail of bullets, Edward was leaning behind a shelter, calmly writing in his diary. Bullets kept whizzing past his side, but he didn't seem to care much. "Hey! Edward, stop writing your damn diary, the bunker is about to be penetrated!" It was Aleph shouting, and it sounded like he was shouting with great effort. "Don't make any noise, wait until I finish writing." Edward waved his hand and continued to hide behind the shelter, writing in his diary: "...The lurking failed, Aleph kept cursing as if it wasn't his fault... This jungle is terrible, when I get back I must kiss the little white flower... and hug her... and lift her up high..." "Edward!! Their messenger drove away!" Aleph yelled, the double-headed gun in his hand spinning rapidly, forming a factor barrier that could stop bullets, "If you keep writing, you won't see your fucking little white flower again, help the fucking bitch!" "Okay, okay...I get it." Edward closed the diary and put it away. He shook his right hand, and the "X"-shaped factor bracelet rotated at high speed, and the factor shield slowly unfolded on his body surface. "Leave the people here to me, you go and stop the messenger." "Hey..but I..." Before Aleph finished speaking, Edward rushed out of the bunker and teleported behind a gunman with a flash of red light. "Kacha." Edward broke the man's neck cleanly and neatly, and then disappeared from everyone's sight with another flash of red light. "Wait! Stop firing!" The gunman hiding behind the tree only saw a flash of light, and his companion fell to the ground, "Helan!? Why is Helan lying down? Did you see what happened?" "No...it just flashed, I didn't see it clearly..." "Damn.."
The gunman carefully looked at the jungle in front of him. The strong man wielding the double-headed gun disappeared at some point. The gunshot just now scared away all the birds perched on the branches, and a deathly silence filled the jungle. In the silence, the gunman's nerves were so tense that he didn't notice the shadow behind him at all: "Brother, can you lend me a light?" Someone patted him on the shoulder from behind, making the gunman impatient. "Don't smoke first, they..." The gunman said halfway before realizing something was wrong, "Wait..." Before he could turn around, Edward grabbed the gunman's pistol and shot him in the head. The other enemies turned around and fired at Edward upon hearing the gunshot: "Da da da da——" All the bullets hit Edward's body, but were blocked by the factor shield that was shining with red light. Edward smiled, and with a flash of red light, he moved quickly. "Da da da da——" Edward nimbly moved through the trees, firing from all directions around the gunmen's firing array. Because of the speed of movement, bullets were fired at the gunmen from almost multiple directions at the same time. The gunmen frantically searched for targets in the jungle, and then died one after another in the firepower network created by Edward alone - "Damn, how many of them are there!" The leader-like man roared, looking at the bullets fired at them from all directions, not knowing where to aim the rifle in his hand. Seeing his companions falling one after another, the leader became more and more panicked. They were the ones who were suppressing the group just now, why did they suddenly... “Da da da da…da-da-da—” The battle did not last long. After the last few gunshots, all the gunmen fell to the ground. Almost all of them were killed by precision shots in the head. The jungle returned to its previous silence, leaving only the leader standing in astonishment in the silence, looking around. "Damn.." The leader nervously aimed at the bushes, and the slightest movement would make him glance over in surprise, but the jungle was no longer moving, only the breeze wandering through it constantly stirring the leaves on the trees. "Come out, coward!" the leader yelled, his palms sweating as he held the rifle. "I know you don't dare to kill me, you need me..." The leader's voice echoed in the deep woods, and then dissipated with the breeze, turning into nothingness. If there were no bodies on the ground, no one would believe that there had been a bloody gunfight here. The leader moved slowly in the jungle, looking around, his tense nerves were about to make him collapse, but he had to maintain this high state of concentration. The leader knew who his enemy was. He had certainly heard of the legend of the ghostly figure accompanied by the red flash. This taboo-like strange story made countless mercenaries dare not set foot on the territory of the Academi Federation. It also surrounded the dense forests and plains of Lavis on the border of the Federation like a ghost, spreading panic. [Blade of the Tower of Babel], third place, [Crimson Shadow], Edward von Valantia. The leader's hands were shaking as he held the gun. The impending fate seemed to be clearly laid out before him, but this time he could not let the buyer down. He had to leave Academi alive. "Come out! Face me! Fight me squarely!" The leader yelled, using the loudest voice to cover up the panic in his heart, "You don't dare to kill me... You don't dare to kill me..." "Stop nagging me..Are you still breastfeeding?.?" A ghostly low voice sounded behind him, and the leader turned around abruptly, but the gun in his hand was directly and neatly confiscated to the ground. At some point, Edward had already stood behind him, his silver eyes staring at him coldly. "You bastard! You!" The leader reached out to pull out the pistol from his waist, but Edward didn't give him a chance. He punched the leader in the chin, and before he could recover, he kicked him down under a tree. The leader struggled to get up, but Edward pulled out a spinning butterfly knife from his waist and stabbed him fiercely -
"Ahhhhh!!!" The butterfly knife pierced the palm of the leader and nailed him to the tree. He screamed and tried desperately to break free, but it only increased his pain. "Stop yelling, or you'll suffer." Edward leaned down, examining the leader in front of him with his silvery eyes. "Tell me, who hired you?" The leader stared at Edward fiercely with a ferocious look on his face: “..Go to hell..Federal dog, you—Aaaaaah!!” Before the chief could finish his words, Edward moved his hand holding the butterfly knife fiercely, creating a bigger wound on the chief's hand.
