Final Volume Genesis Chapter 009: Bluff
While Emiya and Shana were having a great time learning the Free Method from Ren Nanxi, on the other hand, Ren Nanxi's troubles also came to Yuqi City.
Emiya noticed this immediately.
In order to get rid of this trouble, Emiya quietly left his nest after lunch one day.
Misaki City Bus Terminal - The waiting room with benches lined up side by side. It is crowded with people going to work or school. It is the center of Misaki City between the station building and the main road.
When Emiya walked in here, he saw a strange scene.
There was a distance of about 10 meters between the crowd, a beauty and an object piled in front of her. The crowd hurried past as if avoiding an invisible wall.
She looks over 20 years old, with a high nose bridge that is unique to Europeans and Americans. Although she is lightly powdered, she looks exceptionally beautiful. She has long chestnut hair tied into a ponytail, and is dressed in a suit that covers her impressive figure. She looks like a top model waiting to be photographed.
It was a pity that for some reason, that beauty that "could absolutely captivate a whole country when she smiled" had a serious expression, and her constantly scanning eyes exuded a strong sharpness.
She sat quietly in the middle of the bench that could accommodate five people, with no one around her. Under her hand on the back of the chair, on the right seat, there was only a strange object that looked like something she carried with her.
A very large, exaggerated, and thick book.
The volume is like several book boards stacked together, fixed in an object that should be considered a book strap, and it also has shoulder straps like a school bag.
There is no doubt that this person is Lian Nancy's trouble.
A very powerful fire mist warrior.
Marjorine Dor and her contractor ravaged her minion, Marcosias.
By the way, that heavy book is the manifestation of the will of the ravaged minion Marcosias.
This is very similar to the necklace of Tianrang Jiehuo.
After Emiya came in, perhaps because his aura was restrained too thoroughly, Marjoline did not notice anything different about Emiya.
Or rather, she didn't focus on Emiya at all, but on her contractor Maxias. She turned her eyes to the book, "Will Lamy come here? From what I remember, this should be the favorite hunting spot of that bastard."
Soon, the book responded.
"Yes, this is the habit of the bone picker. With such a huge number, that coward will definitely risk his life to come and pick them up for fun. Finally, I can give him a satisfying and intense Sawtooth Kiss! Hey-ha-- !!"
The book made an obscene and piercing cry, and Marjorie frowned at it.
Emiya walked through the crowd and came to the woman, smiling and said, "Can we chat for a moment, Miss Marjorine?"
Only then did Marjoline realize how special Emiya was. He was able to notice her in the crowd, so he was obviously no ordinary person.
But she did not sense the aura of the Fire Mist Warrior from Emiya.
Instead, it is more like the Apostle of the Red World.
So she stood up and said, "Have the apostles nowadays become so bold that they dare to show themselves in front of me?"
Her contractor said, "He is called an apostle, but he seems different. In short, he is a strange guy. My beautiful wine glass Marjorine Dor, there is no doubt that he is a very strange guy. He may have a close relationship with the torch of this city."
Emiya waved his hands quickly, "You are slandering me. These torches have nothing to do with me. They were made by Fariagni."
"Fariagni, the hunter?" asked Marjolene.
"That's right."
"What did that bastard want to do by creating so many torches?"
"You should have heard of this method of devouring cities."
"That bastard wanted to launch this dangerous free method." Marjorine's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a blazing fire burned in her pupils, "Where is that bastard?"
"Don't worry about that, Miss Marjorine. He's dead. Completely dead."
Marjolin was stunned for a moment, then she reacted and looked Emiya up and down , "You killed him?"
"That's right."
"You're not a fire mist warrior, are you?"
"Yes."
"So you are the Red World Demon King?"
"Not really." Emiya shook his head.
This made Marjolin a little interested. "You are neither the Red World Demon King nor the Fire Mist Warrior, but you can kill Fariagni... You are kidding me, right?"
Marjoline reacted and looked at Emiya suspiciously, as if she wanted to find evidence that Emiya was lying, but Emiya was quite calm.
"Of course not. I can assure you that every word I said is true."
"Really? Okay, I believe you." Marjoline decided to believe Emiya.
"That won't do, my proud wine glass Marjorindo, don't you realize that you have been influenced by this bastard in front of you? You trust others too easily."
At this moment, her contractor Maxias suddenly spoke.
"Shut up." Marjorie raised her right hand and punched the book. "I want to believe what he said."
Emiya smiled and said, " Yes, I won't lie to you, Miss Marjoline."
"Of course I believe that." Marjorie nodded.
Emiya continued, "Ms. Marjolin, I know why you came to this city. You want to track down the bone collector, right?"
"Do you know his whereabouts?"
"Yes, he came to this city not long ago, but I still drove him away." Emiya said.
"This guy is full of lies. I was stupid enough to be fooled by Marjorindo. He is deceiving you." Maxias shouted loudly, trying to wake up Marjorindo.
But Marjorindo punched him again, "Shut up, Maxias, I believe he won't deceive me."
Maxias finally realized that he seemed unable to wake up his contractor, and he could not help but speak harshly to Emiya, "You bastard, what did you do to my beautiful wine glass? Now give up your tricks immediately, otherwise I will bite you to death and tear you to pieces."
"Shut up, I told you to shut up, Maxias." Marjorine was furious and punched the book a few times. She said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I will discipline Maxias."
"It's okay, Miss Marjolin." Emiya said that he didn't care at all. Instead, he said, "You can leave this city now, Miss Marjolin. If you don't chase the bone collector, he will really run away without a trace."
