Old Oak was clutching a raw chicken leg in his left hand and a large piece of raw meat in his right hand, one on the left and one on the right, and his sparse beard was covered with scarlet blood.

The wooden table in front of him was littered with food scraps with blood on it, and it looked as tall as a hill.

Allen's heart was beating as he watched this scene.

Before Alan could react, Old Oak stuffed the meat in his hand into his mouth, held up a large stomach that was almost about to explode, and walked tremblingly towards the cabinet where the food was stored.

Reaching into his cloak, Alan pulled out a fragment of an axe from his sacrificial bag, his trembling right hand gripping the handle tightly.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a harbinger of turning into a monster.

The devil's mouth was wide open, and his tongue licked the handle of the axe, as if he couldn't wait.

Suddenly, a somewhat cold, but slippery hand pressed down on Allen's right hand.

It's Mia.

Alan stood in place, silently watching as Mia slowly walked in.

Old Oak opened the cupboard and pulled out a pile of raw meat, chewing on it in his mouth, a mixture of saliva and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Old Oak, have you eaten?"

Mia stood in front of him, her voice still cold.

"Eh, it's Mia, I've just started eating. ”

Hearing Mia's voice, Old Oak turned his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, and there was no whites in his small eyes, and his voice was slurred because of the large amount of food in his mouth.

"Then you eat slowly. ”

Mia said as she walked over to Old Oak.

Her right arm tapped Old Oak on the back.

Eren only felt a strange aura transmitted from Mia's right arm into Old Oak's body.

Old Oak froze in place.

After a few seconds, "Wow!"

He opened his mouth, spitting out a pile of flesh mixed with saliva.

Old Oak fell to his knees, his hand digging at his throat, and he began to vomit.

He kept spitting out piles of mixtures of stomach acid, blood, and food.

The mixture was almost liquid, giving off a disgusting smell.

Smelling that smell, Alan almost threw it up.

He quickly covered his nose and looked at Mia, who was walking towards him.

"He's fine, but you'd better get out. ”

Mia said as she opened the wooden door and walked out first.

Alan heard her words and followed suit.

Even though he closed the door when he came out, the smell that was ten thousand times more smelly than the plumber's towel still spilled through the crack in the door.

Many passers-by heard the sound of vomiting coming from the wooden house and smelled the stench, covered their noses, and walked quickly while looking at Alan and the two at the door strangely.

"Magician, do you need help?"

After receiving the report from the townspeople, the two guards hurried over.

They also covered their noses, and their faces did not look very good.

"No, please go back. ”

Mia shook her head.

Looking at the backs of the two guards leaving, Alan just wanted to open his mouth to ask Mia what was going on, but Mia opened his mouth and said, "Old Oak is out of control." ”

"Why didn't he turn into a monster?"

Hearing the word out of control, Allen's face couldn't help but become serious.

"Because his desires are instantly satisfied, if he has no food in front of him, then he will go out into the streets and catch people to eat, or, make a deal with the god of desire......"

Mia looked at the lights in the distance and said lightly.

"Old Oak didn't turn into a monster because there was enough food in front of him, but if I wasn't there, there were only two things that awaited him. ”

"Kill yourself, or eat all the food, and then become the state I just said. ”

Allen's face changed, and he was a little afraid, and asked, "How did you save Old Oak just now?"

"Magic, magic can kill, and it can also save people. ”

As soon as Mia's words fell, the vomiting in the room gradually stopped.

Magic...... Can it save people?

Alan was a little confused.

Mia opened the door, and the smell came to her face instantly.

Alan didn't even dare to look at the scene inside the house, because the taste was really spicy to the eyes.

Mia also stood on the side of the door, and she didn't know what her expression was under the cloak.

After the smell had subsided a little, Mia walked in the door.

Alan followed her.

The small wooden hut has long been stained with all kinds of undigested food scraps.

Old Oak lay in it, face down, his body covered in filth, apparently collapsed unconscious.

But his originally huge belly has shrunk to a near-normal size at the moment, and he should be out of danger of life.

"Lift him up, and we'll go to the guards. ”

Mia tilted her head, covered her face, and whispered.

"Huh?"

Alan looked at her, then at Old Oak, who was unconscious on the ground, gritted his teeth, and carried Old Oak on his back.

Resisting the urge to throw him off his back, Eren ran out wildly.

Looking at Alan's impatient and funny back, Mia couldn't help but chuckle.

But she seemed to think of something suddenly, and the glittering face under the cloak dimmed again.

She closed the office door and caught up with Alan.

"Find us a place where we can shower. ”

The two guards looked at Mia, who spoke, and then at the old Oak on Allen's back, and nodded.

It didn't take long for them to find a dwelling and ask the owner of the dwelling to prepare two large wooden basins filled with hot water.

Gently placing Old Oak in the large wooden basin to make sure he did not choke on the water, Alan took off his clothes and lay down in another wooden basin.

As soon as he got out of the water, Alan couldn't help but scream.

It's fucking comfortable!

It was the first hot bath he had ever taken since he crossed over.

For a moment, Eren lost the idea of fighting the monsters and finding his way home.

He just wanted to spend the rest of his life in this wooden basin with just the right temperature.

Just as Alan was relaxing himself, there was a knock at the door.

Outside the wooden door, Mia was still dressed in black, leaning against the door with a graceful posture, and her red lips opened lightly: "It's me." ”

"Old Oak shouldn't have woken up yet, right?"

Alan looked at Old Oak, still looking half-dead, with his mouth wide open, but his breathing was steady.

"Nope. ”

Is there anything that must be talked about when Old Oak is unconscious?

Alan was a little confused.

"There's something unusual about him. ”

Mia said: "Unless it is a person whose life is not satisfactory and has low self-control, he will become like him." ”

"But he was not short of money, and he was the manager of Afaryn's office in Graystone, neither of which he met. ”

"Even at this concentration of mana, Old Oak's performance is very abnormal. ”

Listening to Mia's words, Eren turned his head away, his dark eyes fixed on Old Oak's old face.

"Could he be a monster in disguise?"

Alan asked.

"Impossible, no matter how strong a monster is, it can't pretend to be a normal person without magic fluctuations. ”

"Still, I think you'd better keep an eye on him. ”

With that said, Mia walked away.

"Alas......"

Alan sighed softly, his heart full of complexity.

No matter what was wrong with Old Oak, he was good to himself.

If one day he becomes a monster, will he be able to do it?

Looking up at the wooden ceiling, Alan exhaled hot air and thought.

I guess I can.

But the process is sure to be painful.

Alan suddenly understood what Ranger was talking about as a sorcerer's responsibility and awareness.

Not to mention friends who have only known each other for a week, even if they are brothers and sisters, and the parents who raised them, as long as they degenerate into monsters, they must be sacrificed.

If that's the case, it's just a torture of conscience.

What is even more terrifying is that the resentment and emotions of the sacrificed person will stay with the sacrificer until death.

Alan stood up, took the white towel from the shelf next to him, and began to wipe his body.

Just as he was putting on the clothes he had placed by the door, Old Oak suddenly woke up.

"I ...... Where is this?"

His eyes were wide open and he was in a trance.

"You almost lost control. ”

Alan told Old Oak what had happened, skipping the conversation with Mia, of course.

"That's right, I'm causing you trouble. ”

Old Oak looked down, unable to see his expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Glancing at him, Alan put on a cloth coat and walked out.

It was a small room, with a wooden bed not far away, which looked like an ordinary person's home.

When I walked out of the room, it was a little more spacious in front of me.

Mia was standing aside, her head bowed, still unable to see her face.

At the table next to them sat a husband and wife, who looked curiously at Alan who came out of the room.

"Magician, what's wrong with your friend?"

The man asked.

"I just woke up, I look pretty good, I should be coming out soon. ”

Alan said as he walked over to Mia.

"What's going to happen later?"

Smelling the scent on Mia's body, Alan asked in a low voice.

"Patrol, and, don't get so close to me. ”

Mia didn't look up at Eren and walked straight to the door.

It's still so cold......

Alan was thinking that after so many tribulations, Mia could be better to herself, but she didn't expect it to be still an illusion.

Seeing that Mia had already walked outside the door, Alan hurriedly chased after her.

"Master Magician, you must be well. ”

The woman in the home dress quickly stood up and said loudly.

"Yes, take care. ”

Alan smiled and closed the door.

It's still good to be a hero.

Turning his head, Alan saw Mia standing in front of a guard, taking a set of clothes from the guard's hand.

The guard saw Allen coming out and hurriedly walked over.

"Lord Magician, this is the leather armor that Mayor Angelo specially ordered you to use. ”

The guard also had a set of clothes in his hand, and when Alan picked it up, it was a set of black leather armor.

The style looks somewhat similar to that of a regular guard, but it covers the whole body and has special protection at some joints.

It doesn't have the roughness of leather to the touch, but is extremely smooth.

The leather armor also wears a hood, probably considering the reason why the mage doesn't like to show his head.

Clutching the leather armor in both hands, Allen's eyes lit up.

"I'll help you. ”

Seeing that Allen was wearing a very rusty movement, the guards came up to help very intimately.

By the time Eren cleaned up, Mia's figure had long since disappeared, and she didn't even say hello.

Get used to it.

"Thank you for me, Lord Baron. ”

After saying goodbye to the guards, Alan began his own patrol.

......

After sacrificing the two goblins that had come out of the sewers, Alan walked like a fly and went straight to the roof of the house next to him.

Dressed in pitch-black leather armor, it blends in with the night.

Wearing a hood and running on the roof, Alan finally got over the addiction of flying cornices.

He stood on the top of the bell tower on the edge of Greystone Town, feeling the night breeze blowing slowly, looking at the wasteland behind Greystone Town in front of him, and his heart was extremely comfortable.

He'd already dealt with five or six goblins in the area, and the silence around him was ethereal.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the city walls.

Alan looked down.

Seven or eight guards, escorting twenty or so men, were running towards the city wall.

Raising an eyebrow, Alan climbed down from the bell tower and followed the group to see what they were trying to do.

It's the middle of the night, and the destination is still the back city wall, so you know that it won't be a good thing when you think about it.

"I ...... I was out of breath. ”

Potter bent down as thick as a bucket and gasped like a cow.

"Master Potter, hold on a little longer, and get out sooner sooner you can be freed. ”

A guard next to him helped him and said anxiously.

"Aren't you on duty in the middle of the night......? What are you doing in a hurry?"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Potter said breathlessly.

"Lord Hank often comes on patrol, and he just went to sleep, so it's safer for you to go out early. ”

The guard helped Potter forward and whispered.

Potter listened, but didn't speak, and when he recovered, his steps were fast again.

Looking at the dozens of people not far away, Allen narrowed his eyes.

This group of people is not only dressed as civilians, the old, weak, sick and disabled, but also Porter and a few strong men.

This Potter ...... Isn't it the younger brother of Baron Angelo?

Remembering what happened during the day, Alan had an impression of the fat man named Potter.

Are these people trying to escape?

For a moment, Alan couldn't help but hesitate.

These people don't want to face the oncoming monsters, and running away is just an instinct to survive.

If he prevents this, under the wrath of Baron Angelo, these people may not be in danger.

Baron Angelo is indeed a good baron who loves his people like a son, but as long as someone touches his scales, Alan does not know what this baron will do.

Hesitantly, those men had reached the edge of the city wall.

They threw the twine out of the walls and tied a large barrel to it.

As long as the person stands in the big wooden barrel and the others are pulling the hemp rope, the person in the wooden barrel can be slowly lowered.

Safe and convenient, but it will be a little time-consuming if there are many people.

Alan stood in the shadows not far away, deciding to turn a blind eye.

Even he himself has the idea of running away if he is defeated, let alone these ordinary people who are powerless?

Alan can't do anything to force someone to die.

Several guards have a lot of strength, and the speed of transporting people is not bad.

Potter was the first to step into the barrel, dressed in gold and silver, and holding a bulging package in his hand.

"Are you really not leaving?"

"I'm willing to pay ten silver coins per person, and I'll arrange a job for you there. ”

He asked, looking at the eight guards in front of him who were holding twine.

"No, Master Potter. ”

"It is already an injustice for us to send our own family out, and if we become deserters again, we will be sorry for Baron Angelo. ”

The face of the guard in the lead was extremely serious.

"Well, why bother. ”

Potter sighed, hating the way iron doesn't make steel.

As his figure slowly descended from the city walls, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when Potter landed safely.

It works!

Just as the group was about to send the second person into the barrel, a figure walked over.

"Ponte, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"