Hollaika bowed slightly, even if she had said hello, she was very cold.

For the 'instigator' in front of him, Hollaika has never had any good feelings.

In Hollaika's eyes, the other party is the kind of typical 'Silent Night' member, who not only harms others and benefits himself, but also eats people without spitting out bones, if he can, after meeting, killing the other party directly is the best choice.

Not now, though.

He has a cooperation with the other party.

If you want to gain a firm foothold in the 'Silent Night Secret Society', strength naturally comes first, and in addition, you must have well-informed information.

As the direct subordinates of Corypo and Gersak respectively, Lunkar and him have information that ordinary people don't know.

For the sake of mutual convenience, 'mutually beneficial' cooperation is inevitable.

Of course, what he hopes is to find more 'witchers' through the other party.

After all, Councillor Corypo has always been in charge of the punishment of the 'Silent Night Secret Order'.

"Councillors don't want to see you in the limelight!"

"So, you're going to let me use the remnants of the 'Demon Hunter' to destroy."

Lunkar, who had long been accustomed to the arrogance of the 'undead', whispered as he walked.

The sound was low, but made sure Hollaika could hear it.

Holleka's heart trembled, but she remained silent.

"Lawmakers are uniting others to prepare for Corypo's impeachment."

"You're going to be the focus of attention."

He whispered.

Then, the two passed by, each moving in a different direction in the shadows.

Very short meeting.

But it was enough for both Hollaika and Wheelcar.

Lunkar knew that he was likely to be in trouble next.

Hollaika, on the other hand, received information about the remnants of the 'witcher'.

The two of them who have gained enough are very satisfied.

Especially the wheel car.

Wanting to 'go further', he began to think about how to deal with it next and how to get the corresponding opportunities.

With this in mind, Lunkar walked into a hidden stronghold.

This is near the market of the Central Second Ring Road.

There is no more noise during the day.

There was only silence at night.

Patrols with torches walked back and forth.

In high places, there are sharpshooters patrolling.

Hiding in the shadows, Lunkar glanced in the direction of the bazaar, but instead of proceeding, he burrowed into the room next to him, where the members of the 'Silent Night Secret Order' had been prepared left to open the secret passage underground.

From here, there will be a direct entrance to the 'Silent Night Order', the prison belonging to Councillor Coripo.

Walking into the secret passage, Lunkar breathed a sigh of relief.

The previous few marksmen were too much pressure on Wheel Karl.

In fact, every time he came to the 'prison', Lunkar was scared.

He didn't understand why Councillor Coripo had put the 'prison' here.

While those few marksmen are enough to deter everyone, they are also exposed.

As for buying those marksmen?

Knowing the loyalty of the royal guard, Lunkar would never think about it.

Like the witcher in prison.

They're all hard bones.

"What about the three witchers?"

Lunkar asked the members waiting in the secret passage.

"Same as before."

"One is crazy, one is stupid, one is unconscious."

"They're already wasted."

The other party replied.

The tone is very disdainful and sarcastic.

"Wasted?"

"No matter how wasteful, you can use it."

"And even more so people?"

Lunkar said with a smile.

And on the rest of the journey, Lunkar was talking to the guards here with a pleasant face.

The content of the conversation, rambling.

But in general, it's all about gathering information.

It's inefficient.

But there is no way to do it.

Not everyone is like the 'undead' who can be his collaborator.

These insignificant little people, once they become his collaborators, will only bring him ruin.

He is sure that the other party will sell him when he turns around.

As for the acceptance?

Forget it, here, in this 'prison', everyone knows who the boss is.

It's the Coripo MP.

And not his turn Karl.

"But ......"

"Just now!"

Lunkar said to himself.

Soon, when an iron gate appeared in front of them, the conversation between the two stopped.

The jailer took out the key and opened the door.

Immediately, a dark, lightless, damp corridor was revealed.

On one side is the wall, on which are hung many torture instruments.

On one side is the prison cell.

There were eleven cells in total, and not all of the enemies of the 'Silent Night Secret Order' were witchers, and at this time, only the witchers were left.

In the first cell, on a pile of filthy weeds, lay a man who looked like a dried corpse.

The breathing is so weak that you can't see it if you don't look closely.

When Lunkar passed by, he couldn't help but pause.

Who the other party is, he doesn't know.

I only know that this is a very strange guy, since he was captured, he has fallen into such a deep sleep, and he has not eaten or drunk for decades, and has been consuming himself.

From a plump female appearance, to the current dry corpse.

Moreover, it is obvious that the other party is about to lose it.

I guess I'm going to die in a few weeks.

It is precisely because of this that the 'dark guard' who has been guarding the other party has left here.

Dead people aren't worth caring about, are they?

I can't play it as a mission!

Thinking of this, Lunkar continued to move forward.

When we got to the fifth cell, there was a silly laugh from inside.

This is a more reassuring guy than the dying-dead corpse before.

In the experiments of several councillors, there was no original memory, and his mind was even more blurred, just like a child of two or three years old, he knew that he had eaten and slept when he was full, and when he woke up to eat, he would make trouble if he didn't eat.

If it weren't for the fear that the councillors would remember that there was such a test material that was difficult to explain, the jailers would have disposed of him a long time ago.

Lunkar stood in front of the iron gate, looking through the lookout and looking at the prisoners inside.

"Eat, eat."

"I want good, delicious food."

The prisoner, covered in feces and urine, immediately got up and was about to rush over when he saw Lunkar.

A foul smell followed, and Lunkar immediately took a step back and closed the visitor's entrance.

Obviously, this one is not suitable either.

Wheel Karl continued to move forward.

In the last cell, he saw the madman.

Also because of the experiments of the parliamentarians.

However, compared to the previous ones, this one is full of aggression.

As soon as Lunkar opened the visitor's entrance, he pounced.

"Kill you!"

"Kill you!"

The other party, who had all his beard, had red eyes, and the murderous aura in his eyes was like substance.

But right away—

"Ahh

"Don't come here!"

"Don't come here!"

A miserable roar rang out, and the jailer put away his palm on the iron door, and on his finger, an iron ring flashed with layers of electric sparks.

"Nice shock ring!"

Lunkar praised.

"Every time."

"He's the least worrying one."

"If you don't call the electricity a few times, you can't deliver food at all."

"The only thing to be thankful for is that it is only delivered once every two days."

The jailer smiled humbly at Lunkar.

Then, at the signal of Lunkar, the iron door was opened.

As soon as the iron door was opened, the mad witcher was about to rush up.

However, when the shock ring began to spark, the other party immediately shrank into the corner of the cell with a wail.

"Tsk, that's pitiful!"

"Although I don't know who you are, it's really a pity that you used to be a witcher and lived like a dog."

"No, it's not."

"It's better than a dog."

"If a dog barks, he's only going to get kicked, and you?"

"It's going to be electrified!"

Lunkar sighed.

In the corner, the mad witcher didn't pay any attention to Wheel Karl's words.

In the face of the electric sparks, he curled up and held his head, only shivering.

In this regard, Lunkar was very satisfied.

In the temptation just now, he had confirmed that the other party was not pretending, but really confused.

While the councillors were sure to make a move, Lunkar only believed in himself.

If he doesn't verify it himself, he won't be at ease at all, and let the other party implement the next plan.

With a flick of his sleeve, a test tube appeared in Lunkar's hand.

He gently pulled the cork off.

A strong fragrance spreads.

In the cell, the unpleasant smell was swept away.

The mad demon hunter, who was trembling all over, calmed down instantly.

At this time, the jailer who covered his mouth and nose quickly exited the cell, and then ran directly to the big iron door, and then he gasped for breath and looked behind him with palpitations.

He knew the name of the 'instigator'.

Therefore, he didn't want to be a puppet of the other party.

That's worse than death!

And that crazy witcher?

With that adult's order, it naturally doesn't matter.

Besides, isn't it waste utilization?

Thinking of this, the jailer smiled sarcastically again.

However, when a faint scent appeared on the tip of his nose, the jailer's face immediately changed and he began to retreat farther away again.

Lunkar listened silently to the footsteps.

He smiled when he made sure that the other person had withdrawn far enough away and could no longer hear the words here.

Naturally, he obeyed the councillor and wanted to fulfill his commands.

But at the same time, he didn't mind doing something he wanted to do.

Thinking of this, Lunkar spoke.

"Witcher, you know what?"

"I originally thought that except for the three of you, the rest of the demon hunters would just survive and not be able to make a big deal."

"Or rather, it has perished."

"But ......"

"What I didn't expect was that you still had a back hand."

Lunkar's voice became thick, his hands were stretched out with ten fingers, and his hands shook in front of the mad hunter very rhythmically, at first the mad hunter was indifferent, but after more than ten seconds, the other party's eyes became wooden under the stimulation of the drug, and he involuntarily followed the palm of Lunkar's hand.

Seeing this scene, a smug look appeared in Lunkar's eyes.

Don't say a delirious lunatic.

Even a strong-willed tough guy is powerless to resist under his words and gestures.

What's more, to be on the safe side, he also used drugs to cooperate.

"Snake Pie!"

"The Serpent Sect that hides in the shadows!"

"Unlike the directness of your wolf faction, they are more accustomed to hiding in corners and bushes, and they ignore your death."

"Because ......"

"You're the only ones dead."

"They're the ones who qualify to show up."

Speaking a very flawed lie, Lunkar's gesture became swift.

He had no fear of his lies being exposed.

Not contempt for the intellect of a madman.

It's just that he believes that the secret of the snake faction is that except for a few people from the wolf faction, the rest of the people don't know.

Even, maybe only one person knows about the Snake Sect.

And that person?

It's been dead a long time ago, and I can't die anymore.

The soul is broken down into the best nutrients.

It's not just that one.

The rest of the famous ones are no exception.

So, Lunkar's words became more and more excessive.

"Angry?"

"Hate?"

"You don't live as well as a dog."

"But they are in peace."

"And now, there's an opportunity in front of you!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill the 'Serpent Faction' who is about to enter Etaninburg!"

"Only then will you be able to be calm!"

"You'll be liberated!"

"You'll ......"

"Get back to your true self!"

Wheelkar's speech grew faster and faster.

At first, I could hear the meaning of the words, but later, when the words were connected, all that was left was the sound of 'humming'.

His hands were waving with an illusion, and his face was flushed with the moon.

Eventually—

Burst!

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the mad witcher's body.

Watching the blood melt into the fog and be absorbed by the mad witcher, Lunkar laughed again.

All the best!

Now the other party is full of anger, and he will definitely kill that snake sect demon hunter.

And then?

The other party will become his puppet.

A puppet in the truest sense of the word.

As for getting back to your true self?

He, deceitful.

"Follow me."

Lunkar said.

The mad witcher slowly stood up and followed behind Lunkar, walking towards the outside of the prison.

Turning his head to look at the very obedient and obedient mad demon hunter, Lunkar began to plan how to arm the other party so that the other party could return to its peak combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

Otherwise, this appearance is just going to die.

For his puppet, Lunkar has always cherished it.

Under the jailer's sneer, Lunkar left with the mad witcher.

Bang!

The prison door slammed shut.

The corpse-like witcher in the first cell breathed slowly, as if nothing had changed.

And in the fifth cell, there was a glimmer of clarity in the eyes of the stupid demon hunter who was stained with feces and urine.

But then, it was replaced by a nightmare.

……

"Snake Pie...... Snake Pie......"

The murmur echoed in the corridors of the city gates.

The Mad Witcher has found his purpose.

A sharp but poison-stained dagger appeared in his hand, and he changed into a prison uniform that was already a strip of cloth, and he came to the carriage silently like a shadow in a black-gray cloak.

Just as he was about to open the door, it opened first.

A faint voice of surprise sounded.

"Are you finally here?"

"Brother of the Wolf Faction."