Vol 4 Chapter 94: ,who are you? Who are you? !

Blood splashed in this dark newspaper.
Sometimes it is not even known whether the blood splashed on the face or the blood that spread from the abyss underground.
The blade in his hand fell again and again, stabbing this terrifying monster with very soft skin.
With each knife dropped, the monster will let out a scream. The huge body will twist uncontrollably.
Bread closed his eyes, once again raised the dagger in his hand, and stabbed heavily at the human-shaped n-mouth embroidered weapon below. At this moment, it looked like it was cut into soft fat. Plunged in. With this sting, the hand of the strange humanoid below immediately loosened due to pain, allowing the bun to escape.
Jump away, but it doesn’t mean the matter is over
To dispel the horror in the heart, the source of the horror is to directly make bread. Turn around and come to the side of the monster, raise the short sword in his hand, pierce it directly into the side of the humanoid monster above, and pull it.
With a "squeak" sound, the flanks of the humanoid monster above were cut open, and the internal organs fell like garbage, falling on the belly of the humanoid monster below.
Bread opened his eyes wide, and after seeing these soft internal organs, he didn't give the other person a chance to breathe. The sword in his hand was raised again, and the humanoid monster was directly cutting the fallen internal organs and intestines from top to bottom. After that, he directly cut open the side waist of the strange human figure below, and planed her body away.
One knife, one knife, another...
The yín of the monster continued to be heard under the sharp blade in the bread hand. The scattered blood no longer knew what the bread's body was stained, and she was not in the mood to think about her current expression.
She only knows to keep cutting... keep stabbing. Continue to tear this threatening monster into pieces so that you can be truly safe
Wow, la la la la ―――――――
The blood rain, flying to the sky.
No one knows how many knives the bread stabbed. No one knows how much time she has cut here.
Just wait until the rain continues to fly towards the sky board, and after it makes a popping sound on the sky board full of internal organs...
The world seems to have noticed that the little bread here has stopped.
In the blood rain, Bread clenched the dagger in his hand and stood there.
In front of her, there was a "thing" that could no longer be said to be a monster...or anything else.
There is only one corpse here...
One has been completely torn, cut, and divided. A vague ball of blood that seemed to have encountered abuse. The broken bones and the internal organs of the scattered places are silently showing what happened here...
What happened in this blood-red world.
"Whirring whirring………………"
Bread panted. After a long time, she slowly recovered her sanity.
The nv kid lowered his head, looked at the dagger in his hand that was stained with blood and human tissue, and then looked at his hands that were completely red with blood. After that, her gaze continued to move down, looking at the "monster" that was no longer moving in front of her, looking at the two humanoid monsters now only a pile of debris...
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhah
With a bang, Bread dropped the dagger in his hand, screamed, and backed away.
She wanted to cover her face, but as soon as her hands touched her hands, the warm human fat on her palms immediately made her scream again.
She shook her hands and rushed out of the newspaper office hysterically into the world shrouded in darkness and blood.
"Miss Bread? Are you here? What's wrong with you?"
Just as the bread screamed, Roger, who had just disappeared and didn't know where he was going, suddenly appeared on the embroidered street outside and saw the little bread. The knight ran over and asked softly.
"I...I...I..."
The words stopped, and suddenly, Bread suddenly didn't know where he should start. She could no longer control her emotions, squatted down, began to cover her face, and began to cry loudly.
Roger seemed a little at a loss for the bitter cry of bread. He squatted down quickly, holding the trembling shoulders of the bread, and kept saying--
"Miss Bread, what's the matter? Why did you disappear suddenly? What happened to you? Don't worry, if something goes wrong, I will definitely help you right away."
Feeling the knight holding on to her shoulders, the bread could not help but feel sad for a while. She pushed the boy away, pointed at him, and said loudly--
"Help me? So where exactly are you? Why do you always fail to see you when I need someone to protect you? And every time the danger disappears, you suddenly appear again?"
Roger seemed to be confused about these unreasonable mischief of Bread. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "That... Miss Bread, where did I protect you? You suddenly disappeared from me. I also found it. How long have you been."
"Really? Is that really the case?"
Facing the rain flying from the soles of the feet, the bread spread his hands and said mercilessly: "I just looked at the map and you disappeared from my eyes? Why do you disappear when there is trouble? After the trouble disappeared, you reappeared again? This is a horrible and weird place, but why do you still look like a'complete'? Even I can speak, why do you seem to be in a strange state Did not happen?"
Bread screamed... Somewhere in her heart, she felt that her screaming must have a certain reason. For the knight in front of her, she suddenly felt that she had an unbearable anger towards him. And a...
sad.
"You nv kid... simply unreasonable"
Roger shook the iron pipe in his hand, raised his head high, stared at the bread with his condescending gaze, and yelled: "I am a knight, a noble warrior. As a knight, I can treat the lady because of my knight jīn god. You have a certain tolerance. But this does not mean that my endurance is unlimited"
"I have my glory. I am deeply proud of being a knight of the Bucks Empire. I am also proud of the army I am serving in. This time being able to become the Tusk advance army is the return of the country's recognition of my strength. I won’t be able to make irresponsible remarks to me by this little girl."
The young knight was full of pride. He looked at the small bread in front of him, no respect in his eyes anymore. And just after Bread vented purely by relying on her feelings, she suddenly realized that she didn't really seem to have the right to blame the boy.
He said that he has been looking for himself, but hasn't he been looking for him too? This place itself is a weird world, who can guarantee that the two of them at that moment did not have any illusions?
Regarding, at this moment, I finally suppressed the feeling of sudden collapse for some reason. Bread took a deep breath, raised his head, looked at Roger in front, and said apologetically--
"It's... I'm sorry. I may indeed be too anxious... In this world where nothing feels normal... Even I have become abnormal..."
Bread covered her throat, to be honest, she started to miss the day when she couldn't speak. At least, that day will not be as "abnormal" as it is now.
Roger did not respond, he just snorted coldly. Later, the expression on his face returned to gentleness. But the expression of the winner was not able to fade after all, and it remained on the corner of his mouth.
"Since you admit your mistake, then let's reconcile. If you want to survive in such a lun awkward place, you must work together. As for the next action... I think..."
Roger, thinking.
But as he lowered his head to think, Bread felt dizzy for a while. She covered her head, closed her eyes, and squatted on the ground. I hope I can calm the vertigo in my brain a little bit. However, just as she opened her eyes again...
Li Li Li Li Li...
Rain falls from the sky.
That nothing, the transparent rain water, is like washing the entire world, washing all the blood stains from any place where the bread can be seen.
The thick white mist did not know where it came from, and began to replace the darkness in the world. The barbed wire washed by rain began to condense the walls and the road. Those things that are attached to the walls of the building as if they are human internal organs, are also "washed" by the rain, slowly melting, along the wire fences into the ground, back into the abyss of hell.
Bread, stand here blankly...
Standing in this empty world, only rain is left.
Where is Roger?
Nobody knows.
I only know that everything in front of me has once again been restored to the previous dense mist and drizzle. The world that was originally covered with blood is like an illusion at this moment, and there is no trace of any trace.
Bread, with his mouth open, took a step forward unconsciously.
Snapped.
Stepping into the puddle, there was a crisp sound.
Hearing the sound, Bread lowered his head and looked at his reflection in the puddle...
There was no blood staining the face, and there was no trace of red liquid on the clothes. Apart from being wet by rain, there is nothing suspicious.
skirt……?
The skirt torn to pieces by that én-faced man, I don't know when it will be restored again.
Illusion...?
Bread quickly raised his bitten right arm, but there was no scar on his arm RH