A large number of monster corpses?

Specimens are OK too?

Is it the 'Night Watch'?

'Corpse carrier'?

Still is......

'Doctor'?

Two strange conditions, Sir Beta couldn't help but subconsciously guess, and then, the old sir, who was not closed to news, suddenly thought of the special adviser recently hired by the police department.

Plus the presence of Tanier.

Almost instantly, the old knight confirmed Jason's identity.

"'Night Watch'?"

"Which stubborn, stubborn old fellow's apprentice will it be?"

"Elot? Alder? Kirk? Or ......"

"Dan?!"

When the old knight thought of the 'night watchmen' in his memory, his temples could not help but swell and ache.

It's not that these 'night watchmen' are villains.

On the contrary, each of these 'night watchmen' can be called a principled and good person.

But

Those principles.

They are destined not to be liked by any of the higher-ups.

I don't know how to work.

Set in one's ways.

That's what all those in the know say about the 'Night Watch'.

can

And because of that.

They can be trusted.

Informed civilians call them heroes who wander in the dark.

And he?

Prefer to call these stubborn guys ...... in the dark

Knight!

Call.

The old jazz took a deep breath and looked at Jason with a soft gaze.

"I see."

"You go back to your room first."

"I'll ask Eric to send the compensation later."

After saying that, the old knight nodded at Jason again, and then walked towards the underground hall.

Jason stared at the old sir's back.

Just now, the change in the other party's expression did not hide from Jason, who had a keen perception.

"You guessed my identity, so you ......"

"Become trusting?"

"Is it because of the Night's Watch?"

Jason thought silently.

Jason wasn't surprised to be guessed identically.

To be able to hold such a 'mysterious gathering' in Lord City would not have been possible if it were not for the powerful and well-informed people.

And on this basis, knowing Tanier's identity is even simpler.

Tanier's character is destined to be a good 'disguise' for nothing.

Taking Taniel's identity as a speculation, his identity is naturally clear at a glance.

However, what makes Jason more concerned is ......

The advancement of the 'Night Watch'.

Everyone seems to know, but he, the 'night watchman', doesn't know.

"What will be the advancement of the 'Night Watch'?"

With this in mind, Jason returned to the room he had just used, carrying the loot.

The fire has not been completely extinguished.

After adding some charcoal, pour water into the iron pot again.

Jason waited quietly for the 'food' to arrive.

However, while waiting, his eyes were always unconsciously attracted by the weapon that exuded a 'scent'.

The loot is divided into two stacks.

A stack of guns, swords, and so on that didn't have any flavor.

The other stack is a pair of swords with the smell of food, a total of two.

A dagger, a long sword.

Obviously, it is not easy to incorporate a certain characteristic of food into a weapon.

Jason couldn't help but pick up the dagger.

This dagger has a sharpness and ...... that ordinary daggers do not have. Icy cold.

He vividly remembered the feeling of freezing all over his body as the dagger swept down his throat.

Magic-like weapons!

There is no doubt about it.

"It's ......"

"I don't know, how does it taste?"

"I'll lick it, it should be fine, right?"

After this thought welled up in his heart, by the time Jason came back to his senses, his tongue had already licked the spine of the dagger.

Icy cold.

It's a little sweet.

It seems like......

Old popsicles.

I couldn't help it, Jason just snorted.

Immediately, the cold sweetness spread in his mouth, which made Jason, who was originally tired after the battle, instantly refreshed.

But the dagger in his hand seemed to have lost its most important support plate, and began to become rusty and rotten.

[Devour some Eicente (Inspector) (Essence)!] 】

[Physical strength and energy have been greatly restored! 】

[Satiety +5!] 】

[Satiety: 8]

……

The words in front of him gave Jason endless motivation, and as soon as he picked up the long sword, stuck out his tongue, and licked it.

numb.

Spicy.

There is also a unique fragrance......

Spicy strips!

He couldn't help but take a bite, but thankfully, the last bit of reason told Jason that if he didn't want to be a 'rift man', he should never do it.

But eating spicy strips, only sucking but not chewing, is really uncomfortable.

"I need a body of steel!"

"At least ......"

"My lips, my teeth, my tongue, my whole mouth is harder than steel!"

Involuntarily, Jason had such a thought in his heart

[Devour some Kielgaard (Netter) (Essence)! 】

[Physical strength and energy have been greatly restored! 】

[Satiety +8!] 】

[Satiety: 16]

……

When the smell wears off, so does the sword.

And the satiety that increased again made Jason completely relieved.

In the battle just now, although it was not long, he suffered 6 fatal injuries.

Especially the first few times, it's even more real.

It tastes absolutely unpleasant.

But, no matter how uncomfortable it is......

It's better than death, right?

Jason was already satisfied to survive.

Therefore, those pains are bearable.

Of course, Jason remains vigilant.

Because, he couldn't confirm that the people just now were all the people who coveted the 'Herke Elixir'.

Who can guarantee that there won't be one or two guys hiding in the shadows?

And such a guy is really difficult.

Therefore, more satiety is a must.

The next moment, Jason put it and the dagger together, and then, began to carefully examine the weapons that had no scent.

He expects to discover what 'food' is hidden within.

Unfortunately, no.

It's just some of the qualities that are quite good in ordinary weapons.

Even, it is far less useful than the broad-bladed short-handled machete in his hand.

In fact, after the battle, the machete had become Jason's melee weapon, and after being wiped thinly, Jason hung it on his waist.

More weapons appeared on his body, making Jason's movements a little inconvenient.

"I need a weapon belt."

"Able to put the MF92 under the armpits on both sides, and fix the 'Winchester brothers', UZ submachine guns on the back."

"On both sides of the waist, you need to be able to flexibly hold the pouch and the broad-bladed short-handled machete."

Jason sketched a rough sketch in his mind.

It's not complicated.

But it still takes a skilled craftsman, tailor-made.

Jason immediately thought of Taniel.

The other party should obviously know some of these people.

Just as Jason was thinking, an unprecedented scent appeared in his nose.

Unable to help himself, Jason looked in the direction of the door.

The footsteps of the old sir's servant and the overwhelming creaking of the wheels were already ringing in his ears.

Tread, stomp.

Squeak, squeak.

The sound of footsteps and wheels mingled with each other.

But just as the sound was about to reach the door, it disappeared in an instant.

All that's left is left,

Low choking, sobbing.

And this voice,

Come from......

he

Behind.