Rutgers single-handedly broke open the massive mouth of the Honkaimon, starting from the lips and the inside of the mouth, beginning to cut off the muscles and tissues inside, like an old hunter peeling the skin.

But no, a hunter could do what he was - he skinned Honkaimon.

Humming a small tune, he excitedly swung the knife in his hand into an afterimage, and his movements were not as cautious as a hunter, but opened and closed like a butcher, as if he were chopping bones. I don't know what kind of material this knife can cut metal like this, but I can only see that the blade faintly flashes with a touch of gold.

Looking at him as a villain, Gerald was unhappy.

"That means we can kill Honkaimon if we find out why, right?" Gerald said nonchalantly.

Rutgers was like a turkey choked by the neck, his excited madness stuck in his throat. He suddenly jumped up like a mouse with his tail stepped on, pointed a knife at Gerald's nose, and brandished it, roaring, "You know what that means, you still look breezy?" What are you trying to express? What the! Do you want to express that you can kill another Honkaimon again! I'm telling you it's wishful thinking! You are..."

"If you don't continue your work, I'll put a living Honkai beast in your mistress's room." Gerald looked at him indifferently, "You know what I say I do. ”

The rest of Rutgers's words were forced into his stomach. He glared at Gerald fiercely, "If you dare to do this, you know that if I go crazy, I can do anything!" ”

"So you go ahead with your work, I don't bother you. We're all right. Gerald ignored him, and walked over to the Honkai Beast himself to take a closer look.

The atmosphere between the two of them stiffened.

Rutgers was intently peeling, while Gerald was looking at something that no one knew.

"Looks like I'm not here at the right time, Mr. Gerald, Master Rutgers."

It was a flirtatious voice that sounded in the distance, and just by the sound of the voice, you could feel what a frivolous and dissolute person the person who came.

But when you see that person clearly, you will doubt your own feelings.

He was dressed in the casual clothes of a very formal and decent aristocratic youth, and his legs were very slender with close-fitting white trousers and high-top boots. His brilliant blonde hair and turquoise eyes stood out in the dim firelight, but his face had a feminine air that was not like that of a man. There was a sickly pale tinge to his skin, which was the favorite skin color of the aristocracy.

He looked like he was just a nobleman with a relatively female appearance.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was full of alcohol, and if it weren't for the fact that his ears were empty and still talking and laughing, he would have looked like a perfect but ordinary aristocratic young man.

"Why did you call him instead of me first?" Rutgers didn't give him face at all, but instead questioned the question of the order of salutation.

"This—" The young man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't seem to know what was going on, but then he chuckled, "Please forgive me for being rude in addressing me, gentlemen. Looks like I'm going to have to invite you to my house for a drink of the wine I just gotten. This batch of wine came from Muscovy! The smell is so refreshing! ”

"Muscovy!" Rutgers's eyes lit up, "Okay, okay, I forgive you for being rude, but you have to prepare more for me with this kind of wine!" ”

"What an honor! Mr. Gerald, what about you? ”

"I'm sorry Edward Apokalis, but I still have a mission ahead of me, and I can't be away for long. I'm going back when I'm done here. ”

"That's a shame." Edward expressed regret, "All right, gentlemen. Let's talk about this discovery, right? ”

"It's dead, and it's complete." Rutgers said. He grabbed the Honkai hide and pulled it hard, and he ripped the whole hide off. He didn't know when he had already skinned the skin.

"It has stopped repairing its body, and the body of any living Honkaimon will not ignore any damaged part of its body, so there is only one explanation: it can't repair its body anymore because it's dead!"

He shook the animal skin in his hand, and then threw it to the ground casually, as if he didn't remember it at all, "Look, I pulled it off, and he didn't react, obviously dead." ”

"Can you find the reason?" Edward's voice visibly became a little agitated.

"Looking. I'm going to cut open its body and study it slowly. ”

"Is that so? Good luck with that. So, Mr. Gerald, did you find anything? Edward looked at Gerard with a smile.

There wasn't the slightest expression on Gerald's face, "No." I didn't find anything. ”

"Is that so? Mr. Gerald. That night, that person's performance was really amazing! Such courage, such determination..."

"I said I didn't find anything, and I won't say it a third time." Gerald turned around, and those lion-like devouring eyes instantly enveloped his body, and Edward felt like falling into an ice cave in an instant, extremely cold!

"That's... What a pity! Edward smiled in response, and then he didn't speak again.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'll go. He didn't wait for them to answer, but turned around and walked away. Four knightly retinues followed.

As Gerald's torch vanished into the darkness overhead, Edward instantly collapsed on the ground.

His back was already soaked in cold sweat!

He had no doubt that if he continued to speak, Gerald would definitely draw his sword and kill himself here!

"You, what's wrong with you?" Rutgers doesn't seem to know what's going on. He went up to help Edward up.

"Get out!" Edward was furious. He stood up tremblingly, but he had no strength at all, and his hands and feet were as weak as if he had drunk a barrel of Russian wine!

Rutgers was yelled at like this, and he just wanted to attack, but he thought of something, and finally retreated to the side and continued to work on the corpse of the Honkaimon.

Edward finally stood up, barely able to move around. The first thing he did was to get his clothes in order, fix the hem of his clothes, fix his trouser legs, and fix his collar.

"No matter what, the clothes must not be messy. If it's messed up, it's low," he muttered to himself.

It's not that he didn't want to say anything just now, but he had to use all his strength to fight against Gerrard's eyes, and he couldn't say anything at all.

"Gerard Shaniyat—" he squeezed out the name almost as if he were chewing.

"Sir Gerald, who are those two people...... "Minaihires asked in a whisper.

They had returned to the entrance to the upper dungeon, bowed to the old man who was still reciting the Bible, and left silently.

"Rutgers is one of only five master alchemists under the Pope, but he is very petty and very sensitive. Many people will offend him without realizing it and then be secretly retaliated by him, don't provoke him, just hide away from him. As for the other ...... The eldest son of Apocalis, although he was very feminine, was a rare man. If nothing else, he will inherit the Apokalis family. ”

But Minay Hills clearly didn't care about these family strife, he was more concerned about another matter.

"Sir, why don't you three bring a dough, or a cotton ball or something?"

"I also wanted to ask you, Minaeyhills, why did you bring that kind of thing!" Gerald suddenly stopped, turned around and asked sharply, "You can't use Shaniyat's abilities, don't you?" Our ability to block out this sound of Honkai is completely capable, and you need this kind of thing! ”

"Didn't you have one for me......"

"Dare to talk back?"

"No, no, no, sir, I was wrong. Let's say next, next, right? Minai Hills gave a flattering smile.

Gerald looked at his cheap face and forcibly resisted the urge to step on it.

"Rutgers, he's a madman. He is passionate about torturing Honkaimon, to a sickly degree. The way Honkai is bound and the cage is designed by him. He was able to live up to this sound because he was completely adapted. ”

"Got used to it!" Minai Hills didn't dare to imagine what kind of person could adapt to that crazy voice, and he could only curse "Crazy." ”

"As for Edward...... He endured it. ”

"Endure the ......" Minashiels' pupils narrowed sharply.

"So don't be proud. Your current results are dazzling, but there are many people who are better than you. The reason why they are not famous is because they don't need to make a move. ”

They stopped suddenly.

Because they have already walked to the door.

Gerald pushed open the heavy wooden door.

The wooden door, which had been slowly pushed open by four soldiers, was pushed open with one hand by him, and slammed into the wall with a terrible loud noise.

The whole of St. Peter's Cathedral echoed with this loud noise, but no one came to check the news.

Because of this time, there are no ordinary people here.

Naturally, there will be no long-eyed person to disturb this gentle and angry lion.

"Sir Gerald!" A Valkyrie messenger came running from afar, shouting at a loud voice.

Well, it seems that there are still people who don't have long eyes.

Gerard was just about to react when the Valkyrie, who seemed to be a little younger, continued to shout

"Rush from the training camp! It seems that something went wrong with the training process! ”

Gerald's face sank.

"Didn't your instructor tell you not to shout when you deliver documents!"

Valkyrie's neck shrunk. She knew she was in trouble.

Gerard didn't care about her reaction, he pulled the letter, and he didn't care about the seal, and directly tore the envelope and pulled out the documents inside.

His face sank as soon as he saw the contents, and became more and more ugly as time passed.

The messenger Valkyrie saw this and felt that the situation did not seem right, and she looked at the knights behind Gerald with a pleading eye.

The knights quietly shook their heads, signaling that they could not do anything.

When he saw the end, he laughed out loud.

Huh? Laughed? It can't be an angry backlaugh, right?

The little Valkyrie was so nervous that she was really scared and was about to die.

Behold, Sir Gerald hath stretched out his hand unto himself! Is he going to shoot me to death!

But I'm no match for him, he's terrible....

Is my Valkyrie career coming to an end?

She closed her eyes in resignation.

Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, I'm...

"Not next time." Gerald's hand patted her on the head in the ghostly eyes of the knights behind her, and he strode away with an undisguised, or undisguised, smile on his face.

No one knew what he was laughing at.