Qing didn't expect that Rider's unreliable guy would tell the truth openly, his face changed slightly, Qing quickly left the corridor and quickly walked into Rider's bedroom, and the boy in the room happened to wake up, sitting on the bed rubbing his eyes, it seemed that he was scared just now, although Qing didn't know why he was so afraid of his existence.

“Rider？ -----Hmm~ No--- are you? The young man blinked his half-squinted eyes in confusion, and looked hard at Qing for a while, gradually his vision became clearer, and his originally confused eyes were getting wider and wider! After completely recognizing Qing, he panicked on the bed, and shrank directly into the corner of the wall.

"This! You! I! ---" The boy was so flustered that he couldn't even speak clearly, he squeezed into the corner, and the frightened kicking couldn't help but push the originally flat cot into a mess, but the boy also seemed to realize that he was so afraid that he couldn't even speak clearly, and after taking a deep breath, he tried his best to suppress the fear that rushed to his brain.

And at this time, the young man seemed to have inadvertently seen the wooden door behind Qing that was split in half by Qing, which was the gate that he applied a defensive technique, and because of this, Qing directly split the door when he went out, but in this way, the split wooden door indirectly became the wreckage after the battle! In addition, because Qing did not control the force when splitting the door, more than half of the reinforced and hard wooden door was shattered! This leads to a very subtle mess in the room.

“Rider，Rider！ Where did he go? He was still there----- what did you do to him?! A momentary misunderstanding made the young man who was originally shrunk in the corner rise with an inexplicable courage, and surprisingly mustered up the courage to look directly at Qing! Even questioning! Seeing this, Qing had to sigh at the influence and appeal of Rider, the teenager in front of him, who was physically and mentally fragile no matter how he looked at it, would give birth to that kind of fearlessness and courage from the bottom of his heart because of just ten days!

Qing slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, and sighed that the unexpected support of the person in front of her could only be attributed to emotion, but Qing still felt that some things might be more meaningful than emotion! The idea was made in Qing's heart in an instant, and then Qing's original smile slowly turned into an extremely malignant hook smile, manipulating the slight muscles of the pupils to make his pupils extremely narrow! Cruelty and madness raged in the wide-eyed sockets!

'It's really easy to learn [Black Caster], after all, I am in the same position. Qing muttered in his heart, but on the surface, there was no inflow of emotion, only extreme madness! "Hum hee hee hee hee ~ ~ ahahaha! ~~~ Where do you think your Rider will go? ”

Qing approached the boy step by step, and Webb Wilwitt, who was shrinking in the corner, broke his meager courage because of Qing's posture! Empty eyes that were almost unconscious, and tears were almost all over his eyes, but he didn't know if it was caused by fright or sadness.

"Ahhh-----hh 'Haven't you overdone it?' Qing thought like this, after all, he was just retribution for Rider betraying himself undisciplinedly, plus Qing scared the teenager in front of him on a whim, after all, for the control of fear, Qing can use it freely as if he was born, and go straight to the root.

However, the joke has already begun, and it will seem boring when it ends. So Qing shook to the young man step by step, one hand supporting the wall, and the malicious eyes looked directly into the eyes of the young man who was almost dizzy again! "If you want to know where the hell he is~~ hey, hey, hey!! ~~Then let me tell you~~~"

The hideous face of Qing has completely destroyed his own heaven-sent beauty, and just looking at the appearance can intimidate people with a demonic appearance, Qing is bizarre and comfortable, and I don't know if it is obtained by revenge on Rider. At this time, Qing Ye had already reached the young man's ear, and the low smile in his throat seemed to come from the abyss-------

"Rider, he~~ just stay quietly outside the door~! Do you want me to show you there? Or do you want to see for yourself? Alas, hey, hey, hey~~~! Qing's sinister smile in his ear finally broke the last edge of the boy's heart! The boy barely resisted, his eyes rolled again, and he collapsed straight on the bed----------

Qing embarrassed his face and put away all the hideousness and tyranny, just like the face from hell to the god domain also returned to normal, although the embarrassed face also has a perfect face like a disaster, but Qing obviously doesn't care about what looks bad. Sitting down directly on the bed, Qing returned to her usual purity and blandness, glancing at the broken wooden door.

"If you feel tired of standing outside, come in and sit. I'd come in thinking you'd come in and save your little master, but it turned out to be more than I could have imagined. Qing said flatly, his eyes didn't look at the door at all, not even a glance. At this moment, the tall man in the red cloak also walked into the house through the door, but there was no trace of worry on his rough face.

"Hehehe! ~~ In a way, I should thank you, after all, there can't be no trials on the road to growth. I believe that when he wakes up this time, this kid will at least be much more relaxed in the future than before. Therefore, interrupting your kindness is the real disrespect~~. ”

Rider took a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed, carefully lifting Webb Velwitt up and letting him lie down on the bed, his fleshy face full of tenderness and concern. Qing watched Rider do all this, and there was a faint feeling in his heart. "Aren't you afraid of waiting for him to wake up and leave some sequelae? Or even counterproductive. ”

"Hmm. You're right, but I do care about that. But if you hadn't said that, I might have really worried about him until he woke up. But if you say that, I don't have to worry. Rider said to Qing with a smile, his calm face as clear as ever.

"Legend has it that the first knight of Camelot was a cold sword, a ruthless executioner with a blood mask. But there is never any mention of the imp beside you that your blade has been directed at innocent people who have not been involved in the war, even the inhabitants of other lands. Am I right? “