Chapter 411 I couldn't help but imagine it a little.

Berry glanced at him, nodded, and then stepped into the area of ​​the mechanism at Asti's signal.

"down."

A cold voice came from behind her. Berry quickly bent down, and a steel bar as thick as an arm suddenly shot out of the wall. The end that was aimed at her was sharp and piercing, enough to easily turn her into a human kebab.

Berry focused her mind and listened to Asti's instructions, dodging the traps and leaving their range. She didn't notice that the steel bar she thrust out was long enough to pierce the opposite wall, but after the bar was retracted, there wasn't a single mark left on the opposite wall.

Even iron walls will leave some marks, let alone a secret passage made of ordinary stones and bricks.

After Berry walked out of the trap's range, Asti followed, but the traps appeared more frequently and at a much faster pace.

But he still passed with ease.

Bertrand blinked, then exclaimed in amazement, clapping her hands slightly. "Aste is really amazing!"

"How did you know that?" Berry asked expressionlessly, but with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"It came about after many attempts," Asti replied calmly.

He then suddenly pulled Bourbon aside and grabbed the blade that was shooting straight at Bertrand.

The blade is sharpened on all four sides, making it extremely sharp.

As a result, Asti's palms and fingers were cut open several times when he caught the blade with his bare hands.

Although most of the spilled blood was absorbed by the black gloves on his hands, a small portion still slid down the blade.

Amuro Tooru was shocked, but because he was holding Bertrand, he didn't show any emotion.

Asti seemed oblivious to the pain, lifting a corner of her cloak to wipe the blood off the blade before casually tossing it aside.

Bertrand, who was trying to maintain his clapping posture, widened his eyes, then crossed his arms, looking somewhat annoyed. "Is this some other danger that Asti doesn't know about? That blade was just aimed at me!"

Asti lowered her head slightly. "...Yes, I'm sorry."

Bertrand snorted in dissatisfaction, got out of Bourbon's arms, walked to Asti's side, and poked his injured hand. "Never mind, I'm not hurt anyway, so let's keep going~"

He seemed completely indifferent to Asti.

Even when he was injured because of him, there was no gratitude, only blame.

Amuro Toru's fingers were slightly stiff.

My heart was filled with grief, anger, and hatred.

Berry's cold expression shattered instantly. Her eyes widened slightly, and her incredulous gaze swept back and forth between the two.

Although she knew that Bertrand was likely to know her inner thoughts, she couldn't help but imagine it.

The four continued forward, and although they were already silent, they became even more so at this moment.

Bourbon glanced at Asti every now and then, noticing that his untreated left hand was trembling slightly.

His hands involuntarily clenched into fists.

Behringer is...very afraid of pain.

An invisible rage burned in his chest, and he kept forcing himself to calm down.

We'll talk about it after this mission is over...

It cannot be revealed yet.

"etc!"

Asti, who was following behind Bertrand, suddenly spoke up and rushed forward to pull Bertrand back from the trap's area, but due to inertia, he himself fell into the trap's area.