After killing Frank, Eren found that not only was his physical fitness much stronger, but his senses were many times more sensitive than before.

I didn't feel anything in the wild, but as soon as I entered the noisy Greystone Town, this feeling was suddenly magnified many times.

Not only the shouting of the vendors in the distance, but also the whispers in the next room, Alan could hear it clearly.

"I heard that the whole village of Ramo has disappeared, is it true?"

"Don't you notice that Graystone has been so much more heavily guarded lately? ”

"Several nearby villages are under martial law, and I am not allowed to enter or leave unless I am in a hurry, and it has been difficult for me to do business well recently......

Sure enough, the news of Ramo Village had reached Graystone, and it was no wonder that Alan didn't find any pedestrians on the way here.

The people in burlap clothes around him saw Allen, who was stained with blood on his pants, and their eyes kept sweeping over him, and they took the initiative to avoid it.

"Frank, where is the organization's temporary office?"

Alan looked around as he spoke to Frant in his head.

In order not to cause panic, he also deliberately clenched his right hand, but the devil's mouth kept drooling, causing his palm to feel sticky.

"Graystone came in, the third house on the right. ”

Following Frank's guidance, Alan walked into the thatched hut.

There were only some ordinary furniture inside, and there was a plate of steaming meat on the wooden table, so someone should have lived here permanently.

This is the organization of magicians?

In Allen's impression, magicians are not all a group of wealthy people, why would they choose such a place where civilians live as a temporary office location?

But on second thought, the magician is so unpopular, it would be nice to choose a more secluded ordinary place.

Looking at the room with the door locked in the corner, Alan was a little nervous.

Once he walked into that room, he might never be able to live in peace again.

But if he doesn't master enough strength, no matter how well he lives with modern thinking and ability, it's just someone else's fireball kung fu.

"There are some things that you have to face sooner or later. ”

"I know you don't have the consciousness of a magician, and you don't understand the responsibilities of your inherited right arm, but you still have to be a part of us. ”

As if sensing Alan's hesitation, Front's voice rang out.

"I haven't told you yet, as long as the demon's mouth is not stimulated by magic for a certain period of time, then it will choose a host full of magic as a feeding object when it is hungry. ”

"Now you understand? ”

"Hahahaha, if you don't kill someone, you have to die, how funny!"

Listening to Front's almost maniacal laughter, Allen's heart sank to the bottom.

Without further speech, he pushed the door open.

"Frank, you're back?"

As the door was pushed open, an old voice rang out from inside the room.

An old man with a drooping back was looking at a piece of parchment hanging on the wall.

"Front?"

No response was heard, and the old man turned his head, but what he saw was another young face.

"Alas......"

Glancing at Alan's right arm, the old man sighed softly and sat down in a chair beside him.

"The monster...... Is it solved?"

Without waiting for Alan to speak, the old man couldn't help but ask.

"There are no monsters. ”

"If there are no monsters, how can Frant ......?"

"The god of desire. ”

As soon as Alan said the name, the room fell silent.

"The thing in the village of Ramo is ......"

After a while, the old man touched his forehead and asked.

"It should also be the work of the god of desire, but no trace of a humanoid monster has been found. ”

"I see, you're here to accept the commission. ”

Alan nodded.

"There is a recent discovery of goblins in the village of Gul not far from here, it is a one-star commission, and the pay is not bad, so you can try it first. ”

Looking at Alan's young face, the old man stood up and handed him a scroll on the table next to him.

Without looking at the back of Allen's departure, the old man sat by the fire next to him and couldn't help but sigh.

"What a good boy Frante...... It's a pity that you were born with such a great responsibility. ”

Suddenly, the door was reopened.

"That...... My sacrifices are destroyed. ”

"......" The old man turned his head, glanced at Allen, and then pointed to a wooden box not far away, "I remember there are still a few axe fragments there, and a healing seed, you can use it first." ”

"And clothes......"

"There is one in the closet next to it, you can pick out a few to wear by yourself, and the sacrificial bag is also there, you can find it yourself. ”

A few minutes later, Allen walked out of the cabin, dressed in a black cloak.

"Sacrifices, the ones you used before?"

As he walked around town, he asked in his mind about Frank, who was much more normal.

"Yes, the magic in the body alone cannot perform any earth-shattering magic, and only through special mediums and the life force they contain can the magician attract the free magic of heaven and earth to merge with his own magic to produce magic. These mediums are also divided into strong and weak, and there is a limit to the number of times they can be used, and they are collectively called sacrifices. ”

"Of course, if the sacrifices are all destroyed and there is nothing full of magic around you, then the blood in your right arm can also be used to kill the enemy, but it will be a little painful and a little weak afterwards. ”

"The sacrifice must be stored properly, otherwise the magic on it will gradually evaporate, and Old Oak should have given you a sacrificial bag, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Then you will rest at Old Ork's for the night, and tomorrow you will set out for the place where the commission is. ”

Alan answered, and before he knew it, he had walked to a tavern.

Looking at those flowery blonde beauties, Allen's heart, which has gradually become numb in the past few days, suddenly became hot.

He touched his empty pocket, and the fire in his heart couldn't help but be half cold.

"Front?"

"Huh?"

"Can a magician be X-Overlord X?"

“......”

"No, you can't. ”

Silently returning to Old Oak's place, Alan lay on a wooden bed in the corner, his mind full of blonde ladies who threw winks at him.

"Frank, do you magicians have any special magic that excludes loneliness during your lonely journey, such as illusion magic or something?"

"I haven't touched illusion magic. ”

"That's a shame. ”

Alan is still wondering if he can conjure up the illusion of a beautiful woman and relieve the loneliness of being alone in another world.

"But ......"

"But what?"

"If you're really uncomfortable, try the Devil's Mouth, I've heard a magician say that the Devil's Mouth is very good. ”

“......”

Alan stayed up all night.

"You ask Old Oak for a few silver coins, and then go to the stables east of town to buy a horse before you hit the road. ”

"Can you ask Old Oak for money?"

"Why not? Magicians are heroes who walk on the edge of life and death all day long, saving mankind, and magicians are not short of money at all. ”

Listening to Front's laughter, Alan's face couldn't help but darken.