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!"

After discovering the old Jerry's abnormality, Alan rushed forward as soon as possible.

He's a monster!

Not Old Jerry!

As soon as the deafening roar of the beast was heard, Allen's axe had already slashed into the thick leg of old Jerry.

It was obviously flesh and blood, but Allen's axe seemed to have cut into the bark of a tree, just scratching a mark, bringing out a little black blood.

Can't cut off legs......

Alan missed the blow and was about to jump on Jerry's back, but Jerry Sr. turned around and grabbed Alan with sharp claws like thunder.

Alan rolled on the ground, narrowly avoiding the claw.

"Gross!"

Alan turned his head to look back.

Jerry Sr. opened his lipstick-smeared mouth, and rats the size of a man crawled out of it.

That amount...... There are more than a dozen!

The villagers, who were about to get closer, saw this strange and terrifying scene, and their pants were wet with fright, and the blood that was originally full of blood also cooled down at this moment.

They threw down their farm tools one after another, turned around and fled in the direction they came.

A bunch of rubbish!

Alan slashed off the head of a rat that was coming at him with an axe, and his heart was full of disdain as he watched the villagers flee in disarray.

Another axe cut off the claws of the other mouse, and the moment the other rat fell and wailed, the other rats already swarmed in.

"Poof!"

The clothes on Allen's waist were torn apart directly by the claws of a mouse, leaving a deep scar.

Gritting his teeth, Alan slashed his axe at the rat's head, and a line of blood flew out of the mouse's head, and the rat fell straight to the ground, unable to move.

Looking at the few rats that were constantly spinning around him, staring at him, ready to attack at any time, and the old Jerry with red eyes and staring straight at him, Allen covered the wound in his abdomen, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

At this moment, the giant axe in his hand began to volatilize out of thin air.

Not good!

As soon as Allen's eyes turned to the giant axe in his hand, he looked up, and the mountain-like claws of old Jerry were already reflected in front of his eyes.

As if it was an instinctive reaction of the body, Alan took advantage of the fact that the giant axe had not completely disappeared, raised his hand, and used the axe blade to block the giant claws of old Jerry.

Old Jerry's attack slowed slightly, and Alan was already tumbling out from under its claws.

Looking at his bloody tiger's mouth and the pain that almost paralyzed him from his abdomen, Alan did not hesitate at all, and took out the healing seed from the sacrificial bag in his arms.

He squeezed it tightly in his right hand, and the magic poured madly from the devil's mouth to the small verdant seed.

That kind of seed suddenly cracked, and an extremely wonderful vitality instantly surged into Allen's whole body.

In just a moment, Alan only felt that the pain in his body disappeared, and his body, which was about to fall apart, suddenly became much more flexible.

Looking down to dodge the flutter of a mouse, he pulled out another fragment of an axe from his sacrificial bag.

A new giant axe appeared in Allen's hand in an instant, and his eyes were already filled with blood.

He looked at the monster in front of him and rushed forward.

Five minutes later.

Eren gasped, his face turned red, the clothes on his body had already been scratched by the claws of the monster, several wounds kept bleeding black blood, and even the originally smooth blade of the giant axe in his hand had cracked.

His body had long been stained with the blood of monsters and himself.

In front of Allen, there were more than a dozen corpses of rats, and a giant rat that was staggering as if it might fall down at any time, it was Jerry Sr.

Old Jerry's colorful clothes were covered in blood, and the pale foundation on his face was stained with blood.

One of its eyes had been cut blind in the previous battle, and it had reached the point of running out of oil.

With the last of his strength, Alan leapt from the ground, jumped onto Jerry's head, and plunged the axe into Jer's only remaining eye.

With a cry of pain, old Jerry's body fell to the ground like a small mountain, no longer moving.

Alan sat on the floor, his brain still recovering from the intense secretion of adrenaline.

The giant axe in his hand turned into small fragments, the luster on it was no longer dazzling, and the remaining vitality was estimated to be enough to support another battle.

"I ...... I won ......"

Eren put the remaining fragment of the axe into the sacrificial bag, and he slowly rose from the ground.

Old Jerry's monstrous body gradually evaporated through the air.

"Congratulations, let's sacrifice it, it should drop some sacrifices as well. ”

Front's voice came from his right arm.

This was the first time Eren had defeated a humanoid monster, and he stood in place, silently watching Old Jerry's body gradually dissolve into the air.

Suddenly, his eyes froze.

Old...... Old Jerry?

Looking at the man who gradually emerged from the monster's body, Eren froze.

"Kill...... Kill me......"

Jerry Sr. was on his knees, his body covered in blood and wounds, and his eyes were bleeding crimson.

Alan stared blankly at this scene, and his heart was in turmoil.

As long as you become a monster, even if you show your original appearance, you can't be merciful!

Alan's mind reverberated with what Frant had said earlier.

"Why are you still stunned?"

As if sensing Allen's hesitation, Frante urged.

Alan slowly walked up to old Jerry, looking at his wrinkled, weather-beaten face, and his body trembling from pain, a little unbearable.

After all, yesterday, they were still friends who talked and laughed!

"Isn't there any other way?"

"Alas. ”

French sighed lightly, he could naturally understand Allen's hesitation and struggle at this time, after all, he was the first to sacrifice back then, but it was his own brother!

"Humans who have been touched by the god of desire cannot be saved, and only by sealing their sinful souls with their own bodies can they protect others. ”

"This is the evil of necessity. ”

There was silence all around, and Alan looked down at Old Jerry.

"Please...... Kill me. ”

His voice was broken, and his words were hoarse.

For Jerry Sr., it may be more uncomfortable to be alive than to die......

The devil's mouth in the palm of his right hand kept drooling, and the slender tongue kept licking his lips.

Alan sighed, aimed his mouth at old Jerry, and began to urge with all his might.

"Ahh

Old Jerry's mouth came with a terrible scream, and Allen's body trembled incessantly, and even tears oozed from his closed eyes.

The screams continued for a few seconds before silence fell back on.

An extremely pure power came from the demon's mouth and spread throughout Allen's body.

Feeling the completion of the sacrifice, Eren slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the bloodstain on the ground, he wiped his tears, and suddenly, Alan saw that there seemed to be something in the blood.

It was a red clown nose, the size of a fist, glittering in the sunlight.

This is the only trace of Jerry Sr.'s existence......

Dragging his weakened body after the battle, Alan walked in the direction of Gul Village, holding the big red nose a little soft tightly in his hands, and his mind was still on the face of old Jerry, his rat friends, and the wails before he died.

"I'm sorry...... I don't want to......"

As soon as he said this, Allen's consciousness suddenly blurred and he fell to the ground.