Allen, who had just finished walking around the outskirts of the village and had not found any trace of magic, was about to go back to the village to talk to the village chief.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the village.

"Not good!"

Eren ran towards the source of the loud noise.

A minute later.

Looking at the dilapidated wooden house in front of him, which had lost its roof, was full of blood stains and messes, and a man who had been scared stupid and had a foul smell coming from his lower body, Alan subconsciously opened his eyes.

Traces of Magic......

Just now, there were monsters in this place!

There was no one else around, but judging by the shoes left on the ground, there must have been quite a few people here.

Ignoring the stupid man who was sitting on the ground, Alan ran straight to a wooden house on the side.

Kicking the door open, Allen walked up to a woman squatting in the corner, shivering.

"What just happened?"

"Old ...... The old rat has become a monster!"

The woman spoke intermittently, apparently not recovering from the fright.

Alan asked again, but found that the woman still only said this, so he gave up asking.

Running out of the cabin, Eren opened his eyes and began to track the intense magical aura.

"Frank, I've met a monster!"

"What does it look like?"

"I don't know, but it seems to be Jerry Sr. ”

"Impossible!"

Front's voice was full of shock, "Monsters can't hide the magical aura on their bodies, so the old Jerry before is definitely not a monster." ”

"Could it be the god of desire, but old Jerry obviously doesn't know the spell, how can he ......?"

Alan ran along with the breath left by old Jerry, who was obviously huge and incredibly fast.

"I haven't told you yet, as long as some humans meet certain conditions, even if they don't have any contact before, they can still learn the spell and become monsters. ”

"Old Jerry must have suffered something before he died, so that he would become a monster......"

Damn it!

After two days of contact, Alan has already ruled out his suspicion of old Jerry, he has just become a little weird because of his growth environment.

Thinking of the bloodstained wooden house I saw earlier, what did those people do during the time I went out?!

In any case, killing monsters is the iron rule of magicians, and the only thing Alan can do at the moment is to deal with old Jerry as soon as possible, so as to avoid anyone being hurt.

A few minutes later, Alan stopped in front of the woods, where little Jerry had been bullied yesterday.

The trail stopped here......

Looking at the woods in front of him that had been knocked out of a path by Jerry Sr., Alan pulled out the fragment of the axe he had used earlier from his sacrificial bag.

"Alan, be careful, humanoid monsters are much more dangerous than lower-level monsters. ”

Feeling the magic in his right arm, French said.

"I see. ”

Clutching the cold axe handle in his hand, Eren walked towards the woods.

Although he and Jerry Sr. were friends before, after the other party degenerated into monsters, they were already mortal enemies.

As soon as he walked into the depths of the woods, Alan saw the silhouette of a giant mouse.

The giant rat was dressed in colorful clothes, with eerie makeup painted on its face, and a big red nose, like a clown.

It sat on the ground as if it were dead.

Alan slowed his pace and gradually approached, intending to deal a fatal blow to old Jerry after approaching.

Suddenly, his eyes froze.

In front of old Jerry, who had become a monster, was lying a corpse.

It was a big boy, his clothes were already stained with blood, and the boy's eyes were still wide open, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Is that...... Missing Balk!

As if sensing the movement around him, Old Jerry's body moved.

"You're here?"

Old Jerry's mouth opened, and blood ran down the corners of his lipstick-coated mouth.

It...... How can it speak?

Alan's heart was pounding.

"Frank! old Jerry has spoken!"

"No way, after paying the price to the god of desire and fulfilling his wish in life, people will become monsters who only know how to kill. ”

Old Jerry turned his head to reveal a mouse-faced face covered in foundation, his eyes fixed on Allen, his blood-red beard fluttering around his long pointed mouth.

To Allen's surprise, he didn't feel the monster's killing intent from Old Jerry's terrifying face and empty eyes.

Although old Jerry has become a monster, he obviously still has human sanity, which means ......

His wish has not been fulfilled?

"He must be scared by now......"

Old Jerry turned his gaze in the direction of Gul Village, his mouth seemed to be holding something, and his voice was a little slurred.

He?

Alan glanced at Balk's body again.

This kind of wound is definitely not made by old Jerry, it is more like a person stabbed with a knife.

And the murderer obviously has a deep grudge against Balk, and there are more than a dozen wounds on Balke's body that Allen can see alone, not to mention those wounds hidden in his clothes.

"I used to have the idea of resisting, but I didn't dare to do it, he was much braver than me. ”

Ignoring Allen, who was still standing in place, old Jerry continued to talk to himself.

Listening to old Jerry's words, Alan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of something.

The only people who have a deep hatred for a bully like Balk are the children who have been bullied by him.

And old Jerry's tone, the murderer's relationship must be very close to old Jerry......

For a moment, a scene suddenly appeared in Allen's mind.

The child, who couldn't stand the bullying, used a knife that he got out of nowhere to kill the bullies who bullied him one by one.

The murderer is......

Little Jerry!

"At that time, how I wished that someone would lend a hand, and now he must have longed for someone to help him. ”

Closing his gaze, old Jerry lowered his head and said.

Allen saw that old Jerry's paws were shaking.

At this moment, some villagers followed the traces left by old Jerry along the way and chased after them.

"Monsters!"

"That'...... That's the dead mouse?"

The villagers looked at the old Jerry, who was the size of a small house not far away, and looked at each other, and their hands holding farm tools couldn't help but start shaking.

"Master Magician, quick! kill that monster!"

The village chief, who had just arrived, looked at old Jerry, his face full of fear, and shouted at Allen.

Ignoring the group of villagers behind him, Allen's grip on the handle of the axe loosened slightly.

He saw tears in old Jerry's eyes.

Old Jerry's gaze swept over the trembling villagers not far away, and he made a decision.

His claws grabbed Balk's corpse.

"That's ...... That's Balk!"

"Oh my son!"

"I knew that the murderer was really him!"

Seeing that familiar face, the anger in the hearts of the villagers was detonated, and even if they were afraid in their hearts, they still rushed towards Old Jerry.

Suddenly, Jerry Sr. put Balk in his mouth.

Listening to the sound of chewing, the villagers present became even more frenzied.

Now, he'll be fine......

The last thought crossed old Jerry's mind, and he closed his eyes in satisfaction.

By the time he opened them again, his sockets were filled with blood.

"Roar!"