Turning her head at the sound, Isha was quietly watching herself. The long black hair was tied in a bunch, purple eyeshadow was made, and some makeup was rubbed on the face that reflected the light slightly. The originally fair face now has a cold and glamorous feeling of a slight wave under the moon. He wears a delicate black cloth ring around his neck and a pair of bright metallic earrings at his ears. The earrings are roughly meniscus in shape, punctuated with purple dots that match the color of the eyeshadow.

Her original summer outfit was changed to a black muslin dress, exposing her shoulders, and her graceful figure seemed to loom at this time, and the collarbone in the air was both a work of art, revealing a special light.

Seeing Kasia's gaze paused on her, Isha smiled lightly, and the cherry lipstick on her lips seemed to smell seductively again.

Isha had a lot of sparkle in her eyes, and it was a different mood. She looked at Kasia's face, which was a little different from her usual face, and the serious expression carved into her body could easily be seen under the outfit. Somewhat disappointed, Isha was eager to find something else on that face, an unintentional capture in the border forest.

The most confused thing on the way was that he recalled the first time he met Kasia, and when he drove him back to the city of Vervis and encountered a game bird. Isha was certain that the bird had almost fled at the last moment, and the reason must have been Cassia. She had investigated the events in the Frontier Forest on her own, and she clearly remembered that in the brief waking hours after her coma, she did see something different from Kasia.

It's like some kind of light, Isha herself describes it. It was only after the end of the Border Forest event that this light completely disappeared from Kasia.

I have to admit that Isha was indeed attracted by this somewhat mysterious light. It's not just pure curiosity, it's a strong desire to know more. Isha herself may not have realized this. For the sudden transfer of Kasia, it was not until Isha made a complete thought in her heart that she found that her understanding of Kasia was only limited to knowing the name of his "Soriatu" and the two most superficial points that he had great strength.

Even though Kasia had given Isha some information that she had been assigned to her department for some mission. But at the beginning of the journey, I don't know if Kasia's performance was too clumsy, or if in the face of a woman who is determined to pursue these doubts, her intuition is the best weapon to penetrate any appearance.

In short, Isha was sure she had caught something. She knew that at the end of the trip, she would get a satisfactory answer.

"Well、、、 thank you. Kasia paused for a long, long time before he could say this. But seeing Isa's dissatisfied expression, Kasia added again, "You are also very beautiful, this outfit suits you very well." Luckily, my head was turning fast enough, and my mind seemed to be moving faster than the analysis of the battle situation. Remembering the books she had read, which seemed to have descriptions of such situations, Cassia made them her own.

It's just that Isha frowned a little, and then thought about it, and then turned her head. She had the impression that Kasia was not like a boy who could say such things, and that she had the illusion of deviating from reality.

On the other hand, the women's Nighthawk is a different style of outfit, completely different from Isa. In addition, the male owl and several captains were also in front of the mirror, quietly watching the makeup artists smear various things on their faces.

Some of the crews began to wear costumes designed for each scene, and they would act as tool men. Many of the venues are clearly designed to be based on post-engagement battlefields, where someone needs to play the corpse. Other venues, as enemies that are not yet fully dead, seem to be played by several other people. Cassia is hard to identify, but those people are probably real actors in the ordinary world. Because judging from their every move, they have been trying to fit into the role they need to play next.

"Alright, alright, please come here first!" The main person in charge held the notebook in his hand and began to follow the established process of shooting. To their surprise, Adolf and Trevicon also stood up at this moment and came here.

The first time I took a photo of an identity tag, it was like the most ordinary ID card photo, and when Kasia was still in the small town, whether it was entering the steam factory or entering the school to enroll, there was such a process.

Standing on a platform more than ten centimeters above the ground, the platform made of pure steel welding was like a flower about to scatter, and the petals were some firearms or cold weapon props, and a few shells covered with rust. The props were indeed realistic, and Kasia took a closer look at them, and one of these props was actually the product of reprocessing of scrapped firearms.

Standing in the middle, according to the arrangement of the main leader, Isha and the female Nighthawk were separated from each other. The faint smell of fresh perfume enveloped Cassia in the next moment. I feel a little uncomfortable, because it is indeed very close, even if Kasia has been suppressing her body, and her perception has decreased, it is still a simple thing to feel the temperature transmitted to the air by the two people next to her, and it only needs to move your consciousness slightly.

"Watch the expressions! Pay attention to the expressions, ladies and gentlemen, remember the expressions I just mentioned!" the man reminded as he commanded the staff and began to look for the most suitable angle, trying to blend in with the colors of the environment at dusk.

A large number of photos will be taken in each scene, and the poses will be different in the same scene. Kasia, who knew where the pictures would end up, didn't care much, he was only worried about Isha and them. After entering the Empire, the people who should know their information will definitely not lack their own information, but if these photos go into the hands of the enemy, Isha and them will definitely become the number one target in the eyes of the enemy.

Thinking about it, the first scene has already been completed. Kasia and the others were dragged back to the dressing table again, and the speed of removing makeup became faster. After changing the costumes, the next dozen or so scenes are filmed, which is the real focus.

For these scenes, the organization is very careful. The first place is a wilderness, waist-high wild grass is real, you can smell the smell of dirt and blades of grass, it should be dug up from somewhere as a prop.

This is a picture of several people in the team carefully advancing in field combat uniforms. This time the prop also has a mask, the Raven Mask Mask that Kasia is familiar with. Except for the last one, which captures himself taking off his mask and looking into the distance, the rest seem to be filmed with a mask on.

Each scene is a place you will pass through on the journey, not to mention the details, including sitting on the train or pulling your luggage into the station, and the supporting props are not only a real carriage that I got from nowhere, but also a corner of the station that is actually piled up.

Switching from scene to scene until around eleven o'clock at night, Kasia changed into a torn outfit and was splashed with blood paint water over most of her body, and went to the middle of the last scene. The staff and team members were already in place, their bodies lying on the ground, scattered around Kasia in piles of numbers. In addition to this, there are some small artificially raised flames on the ground, which are kept burning by the clothes on the dummies. There were burning power-assist devices around the corpses, as well as disconnected firearms, scattered throughout the field, almost soaked in the blood and mud of the ground, various bullet casings, and cold weapons stuck in the corpses or on the ground.

Although this does not correspond to many of Kasia's memories of the battlefield, or even completely unequal. Because from the corpse alone, it is difficult to have complete limbs under the platinum bullet, and it should be the norm to have broken pieces and broken hands and feet. It does, however, have an idealized look of the post-battle field.

Holding a notched forged steel sword in his left hand and a large revolver with a long muzzle in his right hand, Kasia stood among the corpses. When the lights on the entire shooting location were turned off, only the light of the surrounding flames shone on him. Shadows swayed and staggered, and Kasia took a soft breath, recalling the look of Sharp and Horrified, and their clown-like smiles appeared on their faces.