Jeff nodded.

"That's it, guys. Phil said, "I can't figure out anything about the little devil now, I'm going to the Bounty Guild to take on a mission now, you can relax or do whatever you want." ”

Phil looked back and smiled at the others.

"Does Lord Phil need us to accompany you?"

"No," Phil shook his head, "I'm just thinking about it myself, the more people there are, the bigger the target." If you want to go, you have to act separately, and you have just arrived and applied for a lot of jobs, so you should be careful. ”

"Yes, Lord Phil. ”

Jeff nodded.

"But I think you should rest more, my body doesn't need to rest much. I'll give you another 200 gold coins, and you will divide it among yourselves. ”

After Phil finished speaking, he took out 200 gold coins and put them on the table.

Morgana had already obediently removed the leftovers from the table and was wiping the table.

She didn't listen to Phil and the others all the time, and Morgana kept her presence to a minimum, and she worked diligently.

If she had been listening to Phil and the others, she thought that Phil might be upset.

"Thank you, little Morgana. ”

Seeing Morgana busy, Phil smiled and rubbed her head.

"It's not hard, Phil-sama. ”

Morgana said very well-behaved.

"Alright, I'm leaving. ”

Phil said goodbye to a few people and went out of the room.

It was already dark, and there were very few people on the streets. Basically, civilians have not traveled.

There are no glowing crystals on this street, and there are also a large number of glowing crystals hanging at night on the main street and in the aristocratic quarter.

Fortunately, the night did not affect Phil's vision.

What he thinks now is that since the little devil has changed, it would be good for him to restore this scene again. Make a dying person again and see if you can replicate the scene.

One is that there are fewer civilians at night, and there will be many fewer potential witnesses, and the other is that there are still many rats at night, and those people are more suitable for Phil to shoot.

Phil wandered around the streets, not seeing the Paladins of the Radiant Sect at all.

They don't show up at night at all, and the Radiant Sect is basically protecting the interests of the nobles and the cards in the city.

Just this Amples, the four major families are divided, and the order can be so basically stable is the credit of the Glorious Division. According to Count Reggie, he doesn't care about the affairs of the city at all, as long as it's not too much, and the mess becomes a pot of porridge.

After all, his castle is almost equal to a small city, and no matter how chaotic the city is, it has nothing to do with his interests.

This gives Phil too much convenience.

Night, Division, Hunger, Pauper......

Too much.

These are all extremely favorable conditions for the promotion of demonic sects.

Phil thought about it and found a target.

A man hunched over the street, unaware of what he was doing.

This kind of person is the famous mouse of Amples, and Phil also got to know Webb at dinner. It is a hooligan who eats and waits for death in the city, bullies good men and women, and even bullies the poor and children.

There are many, many such people in Amples, and they often move at night to see if there are any lonely women, to find out if there are any windows that are not closed in and to steal, and by the way, to rob them.

It's a group of people that Ampules has never been able to eradicate, exactly like rats, getting rid of one wave, and the next wave is popping up in another place.

Even the glorious division is a headache.

They are the moths of the city, eating away at the Amples. But they are the product of the birth of Amplis, because Amples is not health-conscious.

There are many glamorous places in this city, but there are even more dark corners.

Phil never wanted to change him, and Phil didn't love Amples.

He just wanted to make the most of those corners. If he wants to realize his plan, then this city, many things will be sacrificed.

Because of the presence of this group of rats, many residents hardly travel at night. However, there are some nobles who have some strength or a slightly higher status and only occasionally travel at night.

The rats didn't dare mess with them.

They only dared to provoke some civilians who had no force, like Phil, and they didn't dare to look at him at all.

The night was so thick that the mouse didn't even notice Phil, who was dressed in black robes.

He focused on walking around the streets, constantly observing the houses of the residents.

Phil hung behind him and watched him.

He is also a little hesitant in his heart now, and he is a little entangled. Even if these rats did something harmful, he wasn't sure if it was sneaking around or if he was more serious, anyway, what he did was not as serious as what Phil did.

In the town of Breel, he killed a man and a woman without saying a word.

Can these rats really be Phil's experiments?

If he can't replicate the miracle of Delin Mullin, this mouse will surely die.

But Phil hesitated, and followed the mouse into a dark alley.

This gave Phil a great opportunity to get his hands dirty.

Phil's black robe is the best camouflage for the night.

The mouse looked around and didn't notice Phil following him.

He walked into the dark alley, and with a nervous and excited face, he dragged out a girl from under the garbage heap in the alley, tied with rope and stuffed in her mouth.

Phil could clearly see that the girl was buried in the garbage dump and was already in a semi-conscious state. Being dragged out was only trying to open his eyes, and there was no sign of struggle.

His hands and feet were bruised with ropes, and his body was polluted with garbage, which was very dirty.

Phil stood behind the mouse, looking blankly.

The mouse's actions made Phil firm in his heart, and he decided never to show mercy to any of the rats again.

The young girl reminded her of Morgana.

The look in Morgana's eyes is still deeply engraved in Phil's heart.

But with this kind of smell, can this rat still be able to get his hands on it?

Phil felt the stench of the garbage heap far away, and he couldn't imagine what it was like for the girl to be buried for so long.

But I'm really a little curious, what can men and women do?

Why did I look at this girl without the slightest impulse and desire as described by men?

Phil doesn't really understand.

Now let's hurry out and deal with this mouse, this girl needs to be rescued urgently.

"Good evening. ”

Phil silently approached the mouse, took the mouse's shoulder, and whispered.

The mouse was completely frightened, and Phil trembled with fright, and the hand that had just touched his pants instantly trembled wildly.

"You...... Who are you?"

The mouse's voice was already shaking, and the words came out of his mouth like a knot.

"I am the Pope. ”

Phil said coldly. Since you want to pretend, you should pretend to be a little bit like that.

"Wait a minute. ”

Phil knocked the mouse out of the way with his backhand and said.

I can't stand the smell anymore, and the closer I get to this smell, it's like a drill piercing my brain.

Phil crouched down and grabbed the unconscious girl's waist, and with the other hand holding the chin of the unconscious mouse, he rushed out of the alley.

Phil needed to find a place where there was no smell to do the experiment.

It's not going to work here now, and Phil is going to be smoked to death before he can do it. And he didn't want this girl to be here all the time, she exuded a foul smell on her body, which made Phil a little unbearable.

Phil searched for a long time before he found a deep alley with some stagnant water, but it was clean and odorless.

He tore the rope off the girl's body with all his might, freeing her hands and feet.

"Wake up, can you hear me?"

Phil patted the girl's cheek, but she was still the same, she didn't react, she was still breathing. The smell on her body made Phil a little unbearable, and he had a lot of garbage stains on her body.

Phil shook his head helplessly, he wasn't dirty or anything, it was this extremely sensitive sense that made Phil suffer many times.

He kicked the rat hard.

The rat screamed in pain and woke up.