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Lillard listened to the movement of pedestrians outside the house, and from time to time someone entered the house looking for a task.

He was a little irritable at the bottom of his heart.

I can't do it, and if I do, I guess this group of people won't be able to integrate into this place. If you don't do it, it will attract a bunch of people to besiege you.

If a man of good deeds runs away and whispers to God, isn't he exposed?

Lillard squinted at Grosso.

This person stretched out his face very annoyingly, I just look down on you, what do you do with me?

"I'm ....." Leillard looked up, ready to say something.

At this moment, Leillard's whole body relaxed, and a breath of turbid breath was exhaled, and his face, which had been a little angry before, now began to show a strange smile.

"What are you doing? Get out of here, idlers are not welcome here!

Grosso looked at Leillard with a mocking expression, it is estimated that he saw a lot of fledgling adventurers like this, which means that the guy opposite is about to make a move.

Grosso's hand under the bar, holding a short blade, would kill him immediately if the other side dared to do it.

"yes, that's why I hate humans so much"

Lillard muttered to himself, not intending to let the man hear.

He disappeared on the spot, and in less than half a second, he was standing behind Grosso and hugging this guy very intimately.

Before Grosso could react, Lillard broke more than a dozen of his ribs, so intimately hugged, the broken ribs were constantly squeezing the fragile lung lobes, and in a trance, Grosso felt that a pair of cold hands were choking his throat, bringing him supreme pain, and he would know his life at any time.

No, didn't this person say that there was only level five? Even if there was level six, he shouldn't have seen the trajectory of the other party's movement!

"....." Grosso's mouth was struggling to open, trying to breathe, trying to say something, but only to let out some small meaningless moans.

"Do you want to live?"

Lillard asked, leaning into Grosso's ear, breaking his fingers clenched at the short blade.

Click, click.

It's like a boring bubble pinching when Lillard receives his delivery.

Grosso's knuckles were shattered and drooped to the side in an instant.

"Hmm--"

The mouth is like a leaky bellows, breathing and exhaling violently.

Grosso nodded desperately, but the pain in his body told him that it was not a dream, it was real, and that he had to give in to survive.

"Okay, here's the joke, you all go to the side and write the material, I'm going to talk to this gentleman"

Leillard took out more planks and handed them to the women, and he opened a small door behind the bar, which was Grosso's living quarters.

It is estimated that because of the relatively high status, there is a complete living room, which does not look like an ordinary living room.

There is also a window and a back door, and the room is quite bright, and the light from the outside shines through the tinted glass, which gives it a wonderful feeling.

Let Grosso sit on the chair, Leillard performed a few healing techniques to slowly connect the broken bones, and the pain of breaking the bones and reconnecting them in the middle was replaced by ordinary people who had already rolled around on the ground and shouted for help, but Grosso was still an old and spicy adventurer, and he didn't dare to make any too dangerous sound even if the beads of sweat on his face kept falling, he knew that if something went wrong, the person in front of him didn't say that he would heal his body, and he was afraid that he would break his neck immediately.

When Grosso's body gradually became normal, five or six minutes had passed, and his pale face looked at the guy in front of him skillfully straightening his bones, where would ordinary adventurers do, even those clergy with high professionalism in the church were only very rough in straightening their bones.

Does he deal with bones every day?

"Now, let's introduce each other, or I'm afraid I'll accidentally try my tricks to see if I'm rusty."

Lillard dragged a chair across a chair and faced Grosso, unfortunately, the other party was not a woman.

The **play of that knight chick last time is quite exciting to think about now.

"Grosso, a seventh-level warrior, was previously the captain of the guard of the Malvas family, and now serves as the administrator of the small town Volunteer Regiment"

Grosso pushed aside all the curses in his heart, and looked at Lillard in a low voice, he wanted to let the big family of Malvhas put pressure on the other party. Let him know that he is a member of the five ruling families of the Isaya Chamber of Commerce, and killing him will attract endless hunting.

"Malfas, is this family powerful?"

Lillard stared at the guy across from him with wide eyes, did he want to move the rescuers?

In the novel, many times it is the small and the old.

Do you want to kill him before you know more about him?

With a dangerous look in his eyes, Lillard looked at Grosso's body, the short blade in his hand unconsciously drawn, as if trying to find a place to start.

"Don't don't ....." Grosso's eyes widened, whether this guy was from the countryside or not, how could he not even know the Malvas family here.

In this way, I can't help but die before anyone comes.

"I'll tell you, I don't know what Malvas or rabbit ears are, as long as it's not as hard as my fists, I want to try. Do you want to try? I promise, I'll kill you now, and I can eat all your flesh and bones, so that there's not a trace of your existence here, so we don't have to make so many detours."

Lillard slapped one hand on the table, and a slap print ran straight through from top to bottom.

No wood fell to the ground, it was all dust and floated in the air.

Perform the hand of the dissociation technique, and sure enough, the visual effect is very good.

"The little ones know, the little ones know"

Grosso never dared to mention the forces behind him, the other party clearly didn't know anything, and he didn't want to know.

"I am now a cadre sent to this place by the Black Dragon Society, and now I have a ninth-level ability, not to mention you little Malfas, even if it is any marquis here, we can overthrow it for you. So don't even think about looking for helpers. You're honest enough to work for me, come on, suck this powder down."

Lillard continued to take out the new varieties made of various materials he picked up on the way, and made the other party snort with a kind face.

In fact, Lillard himself was also shocked, after all, Dumut said that there were several eighth-level knight captains in the surrounding military towns, and then there were a thousand cavalry, and when the time came, he accidentally showed his horse's feet and let them chase and kill his group, and it was conservatively estimated that he would lose six or seven wives, and he didn't want to do anything at a loss.

This group of people finally cultivated a little affection, and it was a pity for them to be sent to death.

So it is impossible for Lillard to take out the kind of less tolerant variety given to Dumut, this time he changed to a medicine powder that has a better effect on nerve paralysis and hallucination, and has not done a drug identification, and Lillard looks at the other party as an enemy anyway, and he is not ready to try whether there is any physiological harm.

Grosso took the powder from Leillard's hand with trembling hands, gray and white with a strange fragrance, he knew that this thing could not be sucked, it must be poisonous or other spells, but the severe pain on his body and the shattering touch left in his fingers told him that he had to suck it down, even if he shouted for help, he was going to die before others rushed over, he was still afraid of death.

With his eyes closed, he took a sharp sip with his nose, and the gentle powder rushed into his nose at once, bringing supreme stimulation.

It was as if he had seen countless angels flying around him, and for a few minutes, he felt that he was fluttering and giving birth to the legendary kingdom of God, and dozens of beautiful women in tulle were surrounding him, as if there was also a young lady of the Malvas family that he had once looked at from afar, she was dressed in a military uniform, walked up to Grosso indifferently, and then took off his pants, and knelt down to give him a mouth.

In a moment, Grosso was released.

After more than 20 years of no dreams, he suddenly abandoned his armor and fled in embarrassment.

It took him more than ten minutes to wake up from that illusion.

At this time, he slumped in his chair, his chest rose and fell violently, and a demented smile appeared on his face with saliva between his mouth and nose, let alone under him.

“.....”

Grosso swallowed in a choked voice.

"Also.... Is there still ..... I want to watch it again."

"Yes"

A good-natured smile appeared on Leillard's face, and it worked.

"Give me, please, give me some, please, give me some"

Grosso seemed to be a different person, he ran to Leillard's side suddenly, crying and hugging Leillard's thighs, his hands were desperate to prevent Lillard from running away, he stretched out a hand, shaking Soo, wanting to suck again.

Isn't the dose too much? Dummt didn't seem to have that expression before.

Not good!

It can't be that you burn your head!!

As soon as Lillard kicked the guy away, he saw Grosso tearing his clothes and scratching his chest with his hands.

After a while, the dense chest hair was pulled down a lot, and it was bloody and terrible to look at.

Grosso rolled on the ground for more than twenty minutes, and his condition gradually improved, and it seemed that he should have regained consciousness, he looked at the tattered strips of cloth in the room and the blood stains on his chest, but he felt that the whole body was comfortable and inexhaustible, and at this moment he seemed to be omnipotent.

But he couldn't help it, the smiling young man from the countryside outside the sea, eating fruit with a calm face, didn't look at this side at all.

And he found that he couldn't forget the taste of the powder now, and the previous illusion was so real that the reality couldn't be erased. Not to mention, as long as he remembered the moment he smoked the powder, his body burst out with a desire to smoke more.

Even the desire for money and women is not one percent of this desire.

Smoking this powder again became the only meaning of his existence.

"How can I continue to smoke that powder?"

Grosso stood respectfully beside Lillard, knowing that this thing could only be given by the person on the other side.

"Do things for me, listen to me, give me information, I feel that if you are very well-behaved, I will give"

Lillard spat out a kernel and replied nonchalantly.

"Good"

Grosso replied without hesitation, then held out his hand.

"This is the sincerity of our cooperation, but you'd better suck less, suck more, even a ninth-level great priest will die. Don't suck it when you're down to business."

Lillard once again took out a pinch of powder from his purse and put it on Grosso's hand, seeing him staring at the powder with the same eyes as those addicts, Lillard breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough, drugs are the first choice to control others, but they are also very harmful, and his wife is determined not to smoke these things.

Soon, Grosso told Lillard everything he knew, even where his family's money was kept. Not to mention his personal hobbies, and the composition of the Malfas family.

But this guy is really a scumbag, and he was sent here because he stole the underwear and pants of the eldest lady of the Malvas family. He also had the task of selecting reliable family guards for the Malvas family, increasing the family's personal armament, ensuring the safety of the Malvas family, and preparing the ships to evacuate at any time.

After saying that, he waited for Lillard's statement.

"Uh-huh....."

Lillard pinched his chin and groaned for a long time.

"Tell me about the young daughter of the Malvas family, how the blind man looks, I'm very curious about her"

“...... You're a weirdo."

Grosso waited for the other party to give him more powder, but he turned out to be interested in the woman he had passed in a few words.

The god of war is above, and that blind girl is only a little over ten years old!!

If you want an ass without an ass, you want a boobs without a boobs!

You would like this kind of woman!!

It's the scum of men, the dregs of evil!!

"Beautiful, beautiful, quiet and virtuous"

Grosso struggled to remember the girl who was locked up in the house, it was said that she had the power of a curse, her father and mother died when she was born, and there were strange magic patterns on her body, and the man who was married to him died three, and the maids who took care of him often had strange nightmares, and most of them did not live for more than three years, and even if they were abandoned, they would be sent back to the door, and they heard that the person who sent her back had black flames on their bodies, and since then no one has spoken much.

"But she's cursed by the devil, and many people are afraid of her"

Rickets slumped.... I guess this guy in front of me wants to be a guard for this girl.

Which own medicine..... Will there be any ??? in the future?

"Yes, I just want to know something, and I don't really want to see it, don't worry, I'm not that stupid"

After giving Grosso another pinch of powder, Lillard walked out.

It seems that the quickest way to infiltrate the Upper O is to start with the Marvas guards, then find an opportunity to find Lias's family, and then kill the few people who Tim has a grudge against.

Yes..... The blind little sister always thinks it's pretty good.

It's nothing but demonic possession........

I always find it difficult to do.

Do you want to be true to your desires....... It's also quite difficult.