In the end, Velon gave up.
However, Velon said something.
"I will definitely beat you."
Leaving such a sentence, Velon retreated to the corner of the arena with Sleipnir, who had lost an arm.
"Wise move."
Xia Lu retracted her magical power, raised her head, and looked high-spirited. Many people were talking about the Demonic Sword Battle that she just used.
Frey came to Xia Lu's side and asked her a question hesitantly.
"Aren't you going to beat the last one?"
Frey seemed to be trembling with fear.
On the eve of the Night Assembly, Frey and Velon had a battle, and in that battle, Frey was almost forced to a desperate situation by Velon, causing her mechanical heart to go berserk, and she almost lost her life.
After that, Velon didn't attack Frey again. It seemed that he was no longer interested in fighting Frey.
Because Frey didn't have the confidence to defeat Velon, she could only watch as Velon continued to stay in the arena, completing his standby duty day after day. He hadn't been eliminated yet.
Now, there were only a group of people left in the arena, and Velon was the only opponent standing on the opposite side.
In that case, it might be a good choice to get rid of Velon here.
But Xia Lu shook her head.
"Although he's my opponent, when I fought against Rozen, he didn't intervene, so I won't take the initiative to attack him."
This highly prideful noble lady was surprisingly well-behaved in such a place.
Because of that, Xia Lu only forced Velon back and didn't intend to take his gloves.
On the contrary, Loki looked like he wanted to fight Velon.
"He beat Frey so badly before, how can he not get revenge?"
Loki said.
Unfortunately, Loki also didn't have the confidence to defeat Velon.
It was not that Loki's strength was inferior to Velon, but the two's automaton was a bit different.
The magic circuit of Velon's automaton was still unknown at the moment, but it was obvious that it had the ability to teleport. For the Cherubim, who needed time to create hot air, transform, and directly attack to deal damage, it would not be easy to take down this opponent.
"The magic circuit of his doll is quite interesting. If I want to defeat him, I'll have to plan carefully."
Rocky said so, implying that now was not the time to make a move.
However, Loki seemed to have seen through Sleipnir's magic circuit.
This is not surprising.
With Eye of the Mind, as long as he observed carefully, it wasn't difficult to find Sleipnir's magic circuit.
When Rozen first stood on the battlefield of the Night Society and saw Sleipnir's battle, he had already sensed the true form of Sleipnir's magic circuit. Since that was the case, it was not surprising that Loki could discover it.
However, before finding a strategy, Rocky would not make a move against Veron for the time being.
As for Frey …
"I don't think I can beat him."
Frey looked a little dejected.
Even if Garm grew up and could control everything, it was still unrealistic for Frey to defeat Veron, who was known to be comparable to Magnus.
Frey's current strength should be able to rank in the top 20 of the Night Society, but compared to the Thirteen, she was still far behind. It was naturally impossible for her to defeat Veron.
Of course, Frey seemed to be hiding some trump card. If she used it, it would be a little interesting, but it was obviously not something that could be used casually, so Frey could only give up.
The only one left was Rozen, who watched the whole process.
"Are you really not going to make a move? Rozen -sama? "
"It's fine if you don't want to fight everyone, but you don't want to fight the last one?"
"Doesn't Rozen want to fight?"
Irori, Ye Ye, and Komurasaki asked one after another.
In exchange, Rozen said the same thing.
"I won't take the initiative to attack."
So Rozen smiled calmly.
In fact, Rozen already noticed Velon's hostility toward him.
But even Rozen was puzzled by Veron's behavior.
"I didn't offend him, did I?"
Rozen muttered as if it had nothing to do with him. He couldn't understand what was going on with the last one.
However, Rozen didn't care.
Anyway, no matter what, if Veron wanted to attack him, he would fight back.
After seeing through the magic circuit of Veron's automaton, Rozen didn't think that the last one could pose a threat to him.
In this world, there shouldn't be anyone who could pose a threat to Rozen.
Rozen continued to maintain a peaceful attitude, not paying attention to the Night Society's battle, but looking in another direction.
There, a masked man leading six automaton girls stood on the roof of a school building, looking at Rozen.
The two of them stared at each other from quite a distance.
Their faces were quite calm.
After a while, the masked man left with his team.
Seeing that, Rozen smiled and looked away as if nothing happened.
The battle was over.
Veron stopped, and Rozen and the others stared at each other, but they didn't do anything.
"Anyway, the Night Society is still long, it doesn't matter if we fight later."
Xia Lu said.
"If there are too many people in the way, I won't be able to fight freely."
Loki said so.
"I … I don't want to fight with everyone."
Frey was even more timid.
In other words, no one wanted to fight each other, and they didn't want to see the outcome of the battle.
Even if their goal was the Demon King, it was still too early to decide the outcome.
The Night Society was only half of the battle, and the remaining half was the essence.
At that time, the puppeteers who could rank in the top 50 would appear one by one.
At that time, the Night Society would be exciting.
As a result, Rozen and the others tacitly completed the one-hour standby duty together, and then they all left the arena.
Only then did the audience leave one after another, still relishing in the strength shown by Loki and Xia Lu.
And there were many people who felt pity.
"I didn't get to see Winter of Fimble's power."
"Yeah."
"I don't know how strong he is now."
"I really want to see it."
That was what the audience thought, and even those who wanted to see it felt the same.
The difference was that the average audience just wanted to see Rozen's power, while those people had their own considerations.
No one knew what would happen when those considerations were intertwined.
There was only one thing that was certain.
That was, a storm was coming.
It was also on this night that a person came to Liverpool, a city of ingenuity.
"Is this the city of Liverpool?"
In the station, a young man looked at the city in front of him and muttered to himself.
It was a young man who was not tall, but his body was strong, and his eyes were as sharp as a bird of prey.
The boy was wearing a loose kimono with a haori draped over his shoulders, and a demonic blade hung from his waist.
Gripping the saber at his waist tightly, the young man smiled.
"Narukami is here, right?"
The young man said to himself.
Then …
"That person is also here, right?"
The smile on the young man's face disappeared, and it was replaced by endless hatred.
With hatred filling his chest, the young man spat out curses.
"Two years, I'm finally going to meet him."
"Fuko, father, mother, and everyone."
"I will definitely take revenge for you."
"I will definitely kill you."
"Akabane Tenzen."
After that, the young man stepped into Liverpool.
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