Walking out of the city gate guarded by no human soldiers, and entering the wasteland south of Sodom City, Lin Chi and Moria, disguised as two-headed demons, immediately noticed that the situation here was not quite right.

The air here was filled with a gray mist, and unlike the sulphur smoke in the city, it didn't look like it was caused by demons, but it had a slightly terrifying aura.

Before he got close to the area shrouded in mist, Lin Chi had already noticed that the smoke in the air was still distorting when there was no wind, transforming into a vague human face shape, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Lord Courier, it's strange here......" Moriah muttered quietly.

Lin Chi didn't speak, just walked forward slowly and entered the strange mist.

The air around them became heavy, and the visibility was suddenly reduced to the extreme, and Lin Chi and Mo Liya, who were disguised as two-headed demons, couldn't even see their own legs when they lowered their heads, and could only see the gray mist floating around.

"Any clue?" Lin Chi asked.

"I didn't ...... No. Molya looked a little scared: "Master Mephistopheles didn't say anything. ”

It seems that the information about this "god" who has been sealed outside the city should be forbidden in Sodom City, and this barren area is probably also an extremely dangerous forbidden place for the residents of the city.

So, this is probably the territory of the recruitable leader-level retinue.

The body of the two-headed demon walked through the mist, and only a few steps after he walked out, the disguise given by Mephistopheles suddenly disappeared, and Lin Chi and Moria, who had returned to their human form, stood in the mist and looked at each other with a confused expression.

"Hold my hand, visibility is too low here." Lin Chi said in a deep voice.

"Hmm......" Mo Liya obediently stretched out her right hand and grabbed Lin Chi's cold and pale fingers.

Although he didn't know how the other party lifted the disguise provided by Mephistopheles, the only thing Lin Chi knew was that the two of them had to stay together in this fog, and once they separated from Moreya, they might never be able to find each other again.

The two of them walked slowly and cautiously in the mist, and Lin Chi pulled out the dark sword with one hand, beware of the enemy who might sneak attack at any time in the mist.

Due to poor visibility, there is basically nothing to see ahead. Lin Chi opened the map that the player came with, and finally determined the direction in which he was heading.

At this time, he was continuing to move south, so to speak, deep into the mist. And as he walked forward, he did not forget to look for possible altars.

The fog began to thicken, and some strange sounds that could not be described in words could be faintly heard in the fog, like the panicked screams of small animals, and Moria's hands began to tremble slightly, and her voice became much thrier because of fear:

"Letter...... Master Courier, let's get out of here......"

"Don't panic, I'm here." Lin Chi perfunctorily comforted the other party's emotions.

Then, suddenly, a heavy shadow appeared in front of his eyes.

"It's ......," Moriya cried out in surprise.

A house stood in front of them, the walls were made of dark brown rock, and the roof was not visible from this angle, but the house seemed to have only one floor, and the old wooden door opened a small crack, and a dangerous-looking red light leaked through the crack.

Lin Chi and Mo Liya walked around the small house, but they didn't see any windows, this small house, only a wooden door with a crack open, as if luring the two into the house.

"Lord Messenger......" Molya clenched Lin Chi's hand.

"I'm going to go in and have a look, do you want to come with me?" Lin Chi said as he lifted his free left foot and leaned against the wooden door.

This house of unknown origin does reveal an obvious smell of danger, but it is the so-called "if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger". This house may be the key to recruiting a leader-level retinue, and if this opportunity is missed, the recruitment plan may be a complete failure.

Looking back at the fog behind her, Molya thought about it, nodded slowly, and said, "I'll be with you ......"

Even if he was skeptical about Lin Chi's choice, it was undoubtedly more dangerous to act alone now. Moria, who had little combat power when she left the Mephistopheles Altar, chose to act with the "Courier-sama".

"Okay, get ready." Lin Chi said as he slowly pushed open the wooden door with his feet, and the dazzling red light came to his face, reflecting the faces of the two of them red.

Lin Chi and Mo Liya took a step forward and entered the red light. And then......

……

"It's time to get up, master."

The soft female voice in her ear simply cut off the man's sweet dream.

The young man lying on the soft bed opened his eyes in a daze, and was greeted by a brown wooden ceiling, a large window that let in bright light, and a woman in a long white gauze dress.

The woman's silver hair was tied in a bunch at the back of her head, and her face was as white as snow with a smile that was brighter than the morning light.

"Breakfast is ready." The silver-haired woman put her hands in front of her and bowed slightly.

"Uh-huh......" The man rubbed his eyes and turned his head to look at a suit of armor hanging from the shelf by the window, and on the wooden table next to it was a metal nameplate with beautiful gilt inscriptions:

"Grant to Lord Belrog that your heroic deeds will be remembered forever by the inhabitants of the city of Sodom."

"Master, I will serve you to wash." The maid patiently reminded.

"Hmm......" Lord Belrog blinked his black eyes in confusion, raised his hand and touched his short hair, always feeling that something was wrong.

I seem to have forgotten something, was it when I was drinking with the knights last night? Wrong...... It seems that not after getting drunk, but at some other time, forgetting something more important.

"Moria." He called out a name.

"Well, master, I'm here." The silver-haired maid said in a gentle tone, "You can say anything you want from me, as long as I can do it......"

"I seem to have forgotten something, do you have a log?" Belrog asked.

"Master, your own journal is on the table." The maid gestured to the wooden table next to her.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't have a lot of light in my head when I got up." Belrog sighed and stood up to move his limbs.

For some reason, he always felt that his body was extremely tired and wanted to sleep again immediately. However, looking at the maid's expectant gaze and recalling his identity, Belrog still endured the sleepiness and nodded to the maid.

The maid, named Moria, dressed him in a black robe, and Belrog paced to the window and looked out at the lush forest as far as the eye could see.

His castle is located in the woodland on the south side of Sodom City, and once an enemy attacks from the south, his soldiers and horses will become the first line of defense of Sodom City, and dedicate his furious strength to protect the people in the city.

"Hmm......" Belrog frowned.

When he came to his senses, he also remembered his lordship. However, that strange sense of disobedience still lingers.

- She is the lord of this territory, and Moriya is her personal maid. There should be no problem in this regard. So, what's going wrong?

Bewildered, Belrog turned his head to look at the maid standing motionless behind him, and asked, "Don't you think it's a little strange to Jasmine?" ”

"The weather is nice today, host." Moria's voice was still gentle: "Maybe you are still a little dizzy because you were drunk last night, right?" ”

"Perhaps......" Belrog nodded slowly, sitting in a soft chair by the window, looking at his lavishly decorated bedroom.

Except that I still have a headache because of last night's wine banquet, it doesn't seem to be strange.

- Is that subtle sense of disobedience just an illusion?

Berrog fixed his gaze on the polished tabletop, a journal with a black coat, placed in the center of the table, with two quill pens next to it.

Perhaps, the source of the problem can be found in the contents of this journal.

Belrog, who was too drunk to remember what he had written last night, stretched out his pale right hand and was about to turn the first page of the journal, when a bright red light suddenly flashed in his sight.

"Uh......" he covered his eyes and lay on the table.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Moria immediately stepped forward.

"It's okay, let me take a break, it seems a little uncomfortable."

Belrog frowned and looked at the cover of the journal.