Hearing the sound, Isa turned her head and was quietly staring at herself. Her long black hair was tied into a bunch, made of purple eyeshadow, and some cosmetics were painted on her face that reflected light slightly. Her already fair face now had a cool feeling of a slight wavy wave under the moon. She had a pair of black delicate cloth rings around her neck, and a pair of bright metal earrings on her ears. The earrings were roughly meniscus-shaped, with purple light spots consistent with the color of the eyeshadow.

Her original summer dress was replaced with a black tulle dress, revealing her shoulders, and her graceful figure seemed to appear faintly at this time. The collarbone in the air was a work of art, revealing a special light.

Seeing Cassia pausing on her eyes, Isa showed a light smile, and the cherry lipstick on her lips seemed to exude an attractive fragrance.

Isa's eyes were full of brilliance, which was a different mood. She looked at Cassia's face that was somewhat different from usual, and the serious expression engraved into her body was easily discovered under her outfit. A little disappointed, Isa wanted to find something else on that face, which was an unintentional picture captured in the border forest.

The most common thing on the way was doubt. She recalled the experience of seeing Cassia for the first time and driving him back to Velves City and encountering bird hunting. Isa was sure that the bird hunting was almost escaped at the last moment, and the reason must be Cassia. She investigated the border forest incident herself and clearly remembered that during the short awakening time after she was unconscious, she did see a different special thing from Cassia.

It was like some kind of light, Isa herself described it. It was just after the border forest incident ended, this light completely disappeared from Cassia.

I have to admit that Isa was indeed attracted by this somewhat mysterious light. It was not just a pure curiosity, but also a strong mood. Isa herself might not have realized this. For Cassia who was suddenly dispatched, Isa realized that her understanding of Cassia was only at the two most superficial points of knowing the name of "Soriatu" and his extremely strong strength.

Even though Cassia told Isa some information that she was dispatched to her department for some mission reasons, I don’t know whether Cassia’s performance was too clumsy or whether it was a woman who was determined to pursue these doubts, her intuition was the best weapon to see through any apparent things.

Anyway, Isa was sure she had caught something. She knew that after the journey was over, she would get a satisfactory answer.

"Well, thank you." Cassia paused for a long time and finally said this sentence. But when she saw Isa's unsatisfied expression, Cassia added again, "You are also very beautiful, this outfit is very suitable for you." Fortunately, her head turned fast enough, and her thoughts seemed to have exceeded the analysis of the situation of the battle. She remembered the books she had read, which seemed to have descriptions of dealing with this situation, so Cassia turned it into something of her own.

But Isa frowned a little, then thought about it, and then turned her head. In her impression, Cassia did not look like a boy who could say such words, and had the illusion of deviation from reality.

On the other hand, the female Nighthawk was in another 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 smearing various things on their faces.

Some staff members began to wear costumes designed for each scene, and they would act as tool people. Many venues were obviously designed according to the battlefield after the war, where someone needed to play corpses. Other venues, as enemies who have not yet died, seemed to be played by several others. Cassia was not easy to identify, but those people were probably real actors in the ordinary world. Because from every move, after they were dressed up, they were always trying to integrate into the roles they needed to play next.

"Okay, okay, please come here first, sirs and ladies!" The head of the main person in charge started to follow the established shooting process. Surprisingly, Adolf and Trevikang also stood up and came here at this moment.

The first time I took a photo of the most ordinary identity card, when Cassia was still in a small town, there was a process in which she entered a steam factory or entered a school.

Standing on a platform more than ten centimeters above the ground, the platform built purely with steel welding is like a flower about to scatter. The petals are props for some firearms or cold weapons, as well as several shells covered with rust. The props are indeed realistic. Cassia looked carefully and found that one of these props is actually the product of scrapped firearms after reprocessing.

Standing in the middle, according to the arrangement of the main person in charge, Isa and the female Nighthawk stood on both sides. The faint and fresh perfume smell surrounded Cassia in the moment. She felt somewhat uncomfortable because it was indeed very close. Even though Cassia kept suppressing her body and her perception and other feelings decreased a lot, it was still a simple thing to feel the temperature transmitted to the air between the two people beside her. It only requires a slight movement of consciousness.

"Pay attention to the expressions! Pay attention to the expressions! Sir and Miss, remember the expressions I just said!" The man kept reminding him that he commanded the staff of various staff members and began to look for the most suitable angle, trying to integrate with the environment color at dusk.

A large number of photos will be taken in each scene, and the postures will be different in the same scene. Cassia, who knows where these photos will flow in the end, didn't care much about it. He was worried about Isa and the others. After entering the empire, those who should know their information will definitely not lack their own information, but if these photos are in the hands of the enemy, Isa and the others will definitely become the number one target in the eyes of the enemy.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! While thinking, the first scene has been completed. Cassia and the others were dragged back to the dressing table again, and the speed of taking off makeup became faster. After changing out the clothes, the next ten scenes were filmed, which was the real focus.

The organization is very attentive to these scenes. The first place is a wilderness. The waist-length weeds are all real. You can smell the smell of soil and grass leaves. You should dig them from where you can use them as props.

This is a scene where several people in the team are wearing outdoor combat uniforms and moving forward carefully. This time the props also have a mask, Cassia's familiar crow mask. Except for the last one that captures the scene when he takes off his mask and looks into the distance, the rest seem to be photographed with a mask.

Each scene is a certain place you will experience during your journey. Needless to mention the details, including sitting on the train or pulling your luggage into the station. In addition to a real carriage that you have taken from somewhere, the corner of the station is also a building that is actually piled up.

The scenes were constantly changing, until around 11 o'clock at night, Cassia changed into a broken clothes, and after being splashed with pigment water representing blood, she went to the middle of the last scene. The staff and the team members were already in place, and they were corpses lying on the ground, scattered around Cassia, piled up into several piles. In addition, there were some small fires rising artificially on the ground, relying on the clothes on the dummy to maintain the burning. There were things like power assist devices burning beside the corpse. In addition, there were broken guns, scattered throughout the site, various bullet shells almost soaked in the blood mud on the ground, as well as cold weapons inserted on the corpse or on the ground.

Although this is not consistent with the battlegrounds in Cassia's memory, and is even completely unequal. Because just from the corpse, it is difficult to have complete limbs, fragments, broken hands and feet, etc. under the platinum bullets should be the norm. However, this does look like an ideal battlefield after combat.
Chapter completed!