Valudo Varess was mad.

Hearing what seemed to be a provocation in the Old Town to kill the Sword and Serpent Gang, a furious Valudo immediately called his men and slaughtered the streets of East Crossbell.

It's true that the artist is bold. By the way, "wine" is much easier to use than "art".

A group of people who were obviously drunk rushed to the streets of East Crossbell with a mutter, but of course nothing happened. After all, Yuki Tatsumi, who provoked them, has been staying in the city.

As a result, Varudo and the rest of the Sword and Serpent Gang stood in the night breeze for nearly three hours......

"Brother Valudo, we've been slammed......"

The younger brother was blown by the cold wind for two hours, and finally sobered up a little.

Varudo was originally drunk, groggy and half-asleep, hearing him say this, Varudo didn't react for a while, touched his head, and said that he didn't understand what he was talking about.

"Big brother, I mean, no one wants to challenge us at all, we've been tricked, right?"

“………………”

This time, Valudo finally understood.

However, this time it was too embarrassing......

How? Do you want the invincible Uncle Varudo to say: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake!" How is this possible!

Valudo glared at him in displeasure. The little brother felt a chill in his heart, and quickly changed his words: "It must be that he is afraid of the might of our Sword and Snake Gang and does not dare to come." Big brother, let's not meet him in general. ”

Varudo then hummed and agreed.

This shows the art of language. The same purpose can be said in different ways to have different effects. Especially now that Varudo is half drunk and half conscious, it is absolutely irrational to disobey him.

The group returned to the old city in a grand way.

There were people in uniform wandering around the old town, and looking at the black uniform, it should be a police officer or something—it was actually the uniform of the garrison, but Valudo couldn't tell the difference between the garrison and the police, and it seemed to him that there was no difference between the two departments.

It looks like he's looking for something, if it were normal, Varudo would have gone up there to provoke him a long time ago. But now that the backlash of alcohol is gradually appearing, Varudo only feels a terrible headache, and now he just wants to hurry back to the stronghold of the Sword and Serpent Gang and sleep well until he wakes up naturally.

The more I walked towards the theater [Ghost Fire], the more I felt that the noise in my ears was terrible.

Shouts and gasps, axes and guns chopping things, shots and buzzing noises.

How so......

It's as if someone is fighting an oversized mosquito.

"Hey, it's dangerous! Get out of here! ”

"Why are there still civilians in the Old Town?"

"Hey, take refuge in the central plaza over there!"

I don't know if I drank too much, but Valudo always felt that someone was talking to him again.

Of course, there were people who were actually talking to him.

"Oh Valudo, it's amazing to see you here."

Suddenly, a clear, neutral voice sounded.

Valudo was awake all at once, and he couldn't get it right!

"Waji! Waji, you guy! ”

With an angry sound, Varudo turned his head and grabbed Waji's collar and lifted him into the air.

"Oh, when you talk to someone, you have to look at them, I'm here."

Vadji's voice came from the other direction, and Varudo realized that he had just accidentally mistaken his little brother for Vaji—Varudo had drunk too much.

"Waji!"

Varudo didn't mistake his target this time, and like a huge beast, he pounced on Vaji. Waji leaned sideways and pushed Varudo on the back, pinning him to the ground.

In the moonlight, Waji's short emerald green hair exudes a mysterious and unpredictable taste, and his neutral and handsome appearance has a strange charm that is almost demonic.

"Originally, I only volunteered to assist the garrison to clean up the old town. I didn't expect to meet you, didn't you go to refuge? ”

Vaji's voice is so easy-going that it's hard to imagine: Vaji Hermisfia, like Valudo Vares, is the delinquent young leader of Crossbell.

As he spoke, Vaji made a light little jump, raised his leg and kicked a sharp leg blow, kicking something in the darkness away.

"Refuge? What the hell are you talking about......"

Valudo shook his swollen head, completely oblivious to the griffon attack on the Old Town.

"Ahaha, what the hell am I talking about?"

Waji was still chatting with him casually, his hands kept moving, and he punched him three times in a row in the dark, and then a garrison soldier with a guiding axe gun next to him slashed with all his might, killing the common goal of the two.

A faint purple, mist-like light suddenly appeared in the darkness, followed by the sound of small, crumbling, pebbles falling to the ground.

It took a while for Varudo to realize that Vaji was cooperating with the guards to exterminate the monster.

"Warcraft? In the Old Town? ”

"Looks like you're finally sobering up."

Seeing Waji's light and breezy appearance, Varudo couldn't tell how angry he was, he waved his hand and shouted: "It's not the turn of those outsiders to interfere in the old city......"

"Poof...... Hahahaha......"

Before Varudo could finish speaking, Vaji burst out laughing, and then seemed to notice his faux pas, and Vaji forced a smile as he said, "You're so drunk and cute." It's so confused that you can't communicate? ”

"What did you say!"

"It's nothing, I just think you're so inferior now." Vaji smiled, and his slightly emaciated body immediately ran lightly through the complex terrain of the old city, searching for the next prey.

Where would Valudo let him go alone? While screaming, he strode after Waji and disappeared for a while.

The delinquent teenagers of the Sword and Snake Gang stood on the spot, completely unaware of what to do. I didn't want to listen to the garrison, and I didn't know what else to do if I didn't obey, so I was finally driven to the old city by the members of the garrison.

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The whole thing started like this: at about two o'clock in the morning, the garrison finally arrived in the city of Crossbell, and Dudley and the deputy commander of the garrison, Colonel Sonia II, reached an agreement to temporarily take partial command. When there were enough people, Dudley Investigators divided the people into a statistical group in the central square and an exploration team in the old town. The guerrillas stayed in the central square in order to reassure the citizens.

The exploration of the Old Town is the responsibility of the Guards, and when the Guards enter the Old Town, they feel that something is wrong. Obviously, everyone is gone, but you can hear the buzzing sound one after another.

Later, the garrison discovered that, for unknown reasons, the old city was occupied by more than a dozen human-sized bloodsucking mosquitoes. The weapons and combat effectiveness are superior, but the opponent has the advantage of night battles and terrain, even if the garrison has been trained for a long time, it is still caught off guard.

As a last resort, the garrison asked Dudley Investigator if they could find someone familiar with the terrain of the Old Town.

At this time, it was Waji Hemisfia who recommended himself. Leader of the Holy Book Society.

"When it comes to the Old Town, who knows the best of them better than us 'land snakes'? I really can't help against the monsters that are thirty miles high, but if it's just a monster, I'm still confident that I won't lose. ”

This was Waji's rhetoric at the time.

Of course, the Dudley Inspector originally disagreed, but there was no way to do it: first, he really needed a guide who knew the terrain of the Old Town, and second, Vaji himself was not bad - after all, he was the leader of the delinquent youth group that ruled the Old Town with Varudo.

As an elite police officer, Dudley naturally has his own honor and persistence, but at the same time, he also has the dexterity necessary to be a search officer. An overly resolute investigator will die prematurely, yes, like Lloyd's brother, Guy Bannings.

After pondering the pros and cons, Dudley agreed to allow Waji to participate in the blood-sucking mosquito expulsion of the Old Town as a civil collaborator.

So, there was the previous scene.

Mosquitoes are creatures that are still good at stealth, even if they become huge. What's more, it's dark night, and as long as they huddle in a dark corner and wait for an opportunity, it will be difficult for the garrison to complete the search of the old town before dawn.

Although I don't know why these uninvited guests appear in the city of Crossbell, there has just been such an unbelievable thing as the griffin monster, and I always feel that the appearance of vampire mosquitoes is only at the level of "ah, but that's it".

The role of Vaji is similar to that of a "guide", knowing the habits of vampire mosquitoes and knowing the terrain, of course, you can guess where vampire mosquitoes are hiding.

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"Hmph, I've finally cornered you......"

As he chased Waji, Varudo gradually sobered up, the blood in his body slowly burned, and the boiling heat completely evaporated the alcohol, and Varudo was now back to his pre-drunken state—probably.

Just as Vaji claimed to be well-versed in all things Old Town, so did Varudo. He knew very well that the path Waji was taking now was a dead end. He couldn't run.

But why chase Waji? Varudo himself didn't know that it was, and when he was drunk, he chased him out, but now that he was drunk, he continued to chase after him.

"What are you trying to do to push me to the brink?"

Vaji smiled lightly, turned around, and strode back in the same posture as he faced Varudo. Even if it was a step backwards, Waji's speed was not much slower.

"Hmph, I don't need to say that...... Of course, I used Lao Tzu's 'broken ghost' to beat you into pulp! ”

"So, what about your 'Broken Ghost'?"

"Idiot! In hand, of course...... I'm a ghost! Where did you hide it! ”

Varudo yelled angrily. Drinking alcohol is harmful to your health, especially to your brain, and Varudo is the best example of this.

"Haha, you unexpectedly have a humor cell today."

Waji smiled, and under the light of the street lamp, the angular light and shadow of the half-yin and half-yang made him look more masculine. Jumping lightly from the corner, Waji climbed to the top of the building with ease. Not to be outdone, Valudo was not as nimble as Vaji, and he took a few steps back, then strode forward, stepped on the crate in the corner, leaped up, climbed the eaves with both hands, and dragged himself up in a very unsightly posture.

"I can count it as catching you......"

"Shh......h Come and see. ”

Vaji was lying quietly on his body, like a cat on guard.

Varudo frowned, curiously leaning over to look.

From where the two of them were, only a ruined building could be seen, and the first floor was barely supported, but from the second floor onwards, there was a large ruin. In terms of relative position...... It seems to be an abandoned apartment in the Old Town, and Valudo remembers that it seems to be called the "Imelda Pavilion".

While Varudo was searching for information in his mind, the pile of ruins actually moved strangely, and then, a mosquito-like monster came out of the ruins.

"What...... What's going on? ”

"Probably the blood-sucking mosquitoes nested on the first floor, but because the second floor was destroyed, they all ran out. What a troublemaker. ”

“…… You guy, are you ......?"

"Let's not talk about whether it is the Holy Book Society or the Sword and Snake Gang who dominate the old city, in short, the affairs of the old city should be solved by the people in the old city themselves."

Waji smiled meaningfully.

It was only after this brief meeting that Varudo Vares admitted that Vaji Hermisfia was indeed slightly superior in intelligence.

It was such a simple thing, but he couldn't understand it because of alcohol, but it made Waji go around in a big circle.

Varudo smiled, like a fierce tiger, revealing his bloodlust and madness in the darkness.

"Now, you're right. Things to do in the Old Town...... I'll have to let the people in the old town figure it out. ”