In a shanty town, the moment before the explosion of the lame hotel.

Qin Ran put down the cake in his hand.

Ignoring the disdainful gazes of the people around him, he just put his finger in his mouth and licked it clean.

For Qin Ran, this is the most wasteful way to waste food.

As for hygiene?

It's a bit unhygienic for the average person.

To him?

It's really nothing.

With his current stomach, most living things can digest it.

It's just whether he wants to eat it or not.

Chur. Wharton also wanted to learn from Qin Ran, but when his eyes touched his father, he wisely picked up a handkerchief.

"Shall we go for a walk in the garden?"

Chur. Wharton asked, wiping his palms.

"Yes."

Qin Ran nodded.

The food had run out, and he didn't want to face the inexplicable stares of a group of strangers.

Staying away from nature is a good choice.

The Marquis of Wharton's garden, like the other party's mansion, pays more attention to refinement than luxury.

Evergreens are the main plants in the garden.

"In the summer, there are a lot of flowers."

"I don't know much, though."

"Most of it is taken care of by housekeepers."

Chur. Wharton said frankly.

He doesn't think there's anything to hide.

In the upper circles of Etaninburg, it was known that he was good at swordsmanship, archery and military affairs, and the rest?

I'm so sorry.

He's not an all-rounder.

He still hadn't figured out the difference between hyacinth and snake flower.

"Leave professional things to professionals."

Qin Ran said his opinion.

Such words immediately made the young marquis's heir clap his palms.

"Worthy of being my friend."

Chur. Wharton laughed, then gestured to a corner of the garden.

There is a gazebo there.

In the height of summer, it will undoubtedly be a good place.

Cool and cozy.

And in the dead of winter?

It's not bad there either.

A stove and diagonal courtyard wall sheltered from the wind are enough for people to stop and rest for a while.

Obviously, the craftsmen who created the garden had already thought about everything, and they knew who would use it, so they came up with an ingenious design for the stove.

As soon as Qin Ran approached the pavilion, he felt the heat.

And when I walked in, I felt a warm feeling on the soles of my feet.

"Heating?"

Qin Ran asked.

"Hmm."

"It is the earliest model, probably built at the end of Etandine IV."

"However, even now, it will not go out of style."

Little Wharton nodded and motioned for Qin Ran to sit down.

When both sides sat down, little Wharton groaned for a moment.

"Colin, I'm sorry."

"There were some things I hid from you before."

"There should be no hiding between friends, so I'm going to tell ......"

Rumble!

The young marquis's heir's words were interrupted by the sound of an explosion in the distance.

When he looked there in amazement, Qin Ran had already disappeared from his seat.

"I'm sorry."

"There are some things I need to get out of."

Qin Ran's voice came from afar.

"Okay, okay."

The young marquis's heir nodded, looking at the place where Qin Ran's voice came from in a daze.

He didn't notice that Qin Ran had left for a while.

Even, if Qin Ran didn't speak, he didn't even know where Qin Ran went.

"Is the gap so big?"

The young marquis's heir muttered to himself.

Then, there was a sigh.

He had just managed to muster up the courage to tell his friend the secret.

But I didn't expect an accident.

Next time.

Next......

I'm afraid I can't say it, right?

The young marquis's heir smiled bitterly, but when he heard the footsteps of the squire, he immediately restrained his emotions, and when the squire came to him, he asked dryly.

"What happened to the explosion just now?"

"It's a shanty town ......"

The attendant immediately explained.

"What?"

"Evil?"

"Gather people now, I'm going to ......"

"Wait!"

The young marquis's heir's words were interrupted by the old marquis.

The old marquis, who did not know when he had entered the garden, waved his hand at the attendant, who immediately took the order and quietly left the garden.

"Father, is there anything wrong with you?"

"Shanty towns in the Lower Seventh Ring Road are suffering from ......"

"I know."

The old marquis replied dryly.

"You know?"

"Now that you know, why don't you send troops?"

The young marquis's heir was stunned for a moment, and then questioned his father.

"Kuhl, I'm disappointed."

"Until now, you have not become a true heir."

"Not even, not a qualified superior."

"At this point, you should think about why I did it, not why I didn't do it."

The old marquis said in a deep voice, his face full of disappointment.

Faced with his father's disappointment, the young heir had no chagrin.

His voice unconsciously became excited.

"Is it another struggle?"

"With whom this time?"

"The old traditional aristocracy?"

"Or a new aristocrat who split off from your father's side?"

"Or maybe it'......"

Syllable!

The old marquis's slap interrupted his son's excited words, and he didn't give his son another chance to speak, and turned around and chose to leave.

At the same time, a figure strolled out of the shadows.

"Master Kuhl."

"Please follow me."

The figure said.

The young heir was silent, and followed the figure to his courtyard.

He was well aware of his father's plans.

To protect him.

Also in order not to let him do bad things.

A temporary lockdown is necessary.

As for how many will the ban be lifted?

It depends on how long the incident lasts.

But judging by his father's reaction just now, this incident may be protracted and ...... The danger is incomparable.

Unfortunately, the remnants of his buddies went in.

Hope Colin is okay!

Sitting in a chair in the study, the young heir prayed silently.

That's the only thing he's able to do right now.

Happy to do it.

Because, he knows very well that this matter will only be better solved if his friend is okay.

After all......

That's the 'snake pie'.

……

The three figures walked towards the lower seven rings.

The pace is neither fast nor slow.

Even with a little sway.

They have a huge head, as if they are fighting.

One with long arms had already mopped the floor.

One has slender legs, two meters in size.

The reason for the swaying is because the long arms ride on the slender legs, while the big head sits on the shoulders with the long arms, and every step is shaken.

"The witchers are such a nuisance."

"Temper stinks."

"The bones are hard."

"There is no etiquette, I don't bend down to meet people, I just act according to that set of bullshit rules."

"After experiencing the trap of 'Black Plague', it is really a miracle that it has not been extinct for so many years."

"But ......"

"Now I'm going to die!"

Three human-like 'evil' people, talking as they walked, without concealing it.

They already knew what was happening in the shantytowns.

A mischievous witcher.

A witcher who should have died, but came to make trouble...... It's really looking for death!

"I don't think we should do that, though."

The one with the longest legs and the smallest head said.

"Hmm."

"We should be dormant."

"Win the final victory."

Said with slender arms.

"But we don't have a choice!"

"Those damn guys!"

"I'm going to eat them sooner or later!"

The evil man with a big head said gloomily.

Speaking of eating.

The evil with a big head feels a little hungry.

It's been a long time since I've tasted delicious flesh.

It can only live on leftovers every day, and if it weren't for the so-called plan, it would have run away a long time ago.

There was a guy before who couldn't help but run.

Don't know how far to leave Etantoinople?

I heard that it was in Etaninburg that the outpost on the way to Sika City was out of breath.

I guess it's hidden after a good meal, right?

Maybe I still want to come back and grab food again.

Hum!

If you leave, how can you come back?

This place has already been divided.

The old guy is getting older and older, and he has long lost the courage he had back then, and all that remains is the intimidation of the sex.

It's also because he acted so similarly.

Scares us for so long.

Right now?

It's the moment we turn over.

Start tonight!

The evil stranger with a big head thought secretly in his heart, and then-

Mutter!

A loud belly scream rang out.

The evil stranger with a big head couldn't help but smile and look at the two evil monsters under him.

"What, can't help it?"

Because of the special reasons at the time of birth, the three of them are almost one.

Except for not having the same body.

The mind is the same.

A lot of times ideas affect each other.

Especially intense emotions.

For example: hunger.

But when the evil with a big head looked down at the evil of the two 'brothers', he realized that the two evil people were looking at him with their heads held high.

The evil with a big head as big as a bucket was stunned.

"Not you?"

"Not you?"

The two evil strangers asked rhetorically.

Then, three pairs of eyes, large or small, stared at each other.

They both saw the surprise in each other's eyes, and then this surprise became their final solidification in the world.

A shadow hung over them.

Next, sticky saliva, binds them.

Huge suction, coming from the black hole.

Whoosh, whoosh!

The three voices are in no particular order.

Three evil spirits were swallowed into his mouth.

Remembering the 'gluttony' commanded by my brother to 'chew and swallow slowly', I chewed it before swallowing it.

"Good, delicious!"

'Gluttony' has a pretty high rating for three servings.

The texture is the same as eating a piece of pork ribs with three crispy bones.

And the power that is filled with 'original sin' and transformed into the supplement of the other four forces is the best spice.

Of course, some characteristics are still absorbed by the [Lord of the Mist].

The [Lord of Mist], who was as bright as crystal, changed again after devouring three 'Advent'-level evil anomalies in a row.

The quality is still III.+, unchanged.

The attributes haven't changed either.

However, the special effect [Etandine Border] does not have a border postscript.

It became—

[Etaninburgh: Within the borders of Etaninburgh, the name of 'Mist' has begun to be recognized, and you who hold the 'Lord of Mist' can mobilize the fog at will, and add poisonous mist, freezing gas, acid rain, and control plants and animals (do not exceed the scope of poisonous mist, freezing gas, rain and snow invasion, and the control of plants and animals is equivalent to +1), but it will consume your physical strength depending on the situation. 】

……

And the notes have changed

[Note: During the Black Plague, the unexpectedly born item, different from the rough use of the predecessor, it is in your hands, has shown its due ability, a perfect 'hunt', so that it began to be completely controlled by you, and in the subsequent perfect 'hunt', it became your only, at this time when you use it, it will become like an arm, and you also feel the honorific title it brings, and at this moment, after starting to expand the new territory, it has become impossible to leave you]

……

"It's not just borders anymore."

"Erin's prayer before, combined with the hunting of the local 'evil', did it only have a bonus effect?"

Qin Ran thought silently.

He now has some understanding of the strange world in front of him.

Evil.

Jinni.

Mortal.

It can be broadly divided into these three categories.

The first two stand tall above each other.

Mortals are struggling and can be reduced to food for the first two at any moment.

And the first two seem to be 'interchangeable'.

At the same time, it is also limited by mortals.

Just like at this time, the 'fog' was only accessible to the confines of Etaninburgh with believers.

According to the information Qin Ran came into contact with, such an inference was correct.

But on the basis of this accuracy, Qin Ran became more and more puzzled by the 'God of War' and 'Lady of Calamity'.

In his field of vision, the two are still facing off.

It doesn't seem to take his 'invasion' into account at all.

Or is it ......

Don't have time to take care of it?

Thinking of this, Qin Ran narrowed his eyes, and after groaning slightly, his figure suddenly accelerated.

Along the way, the infected monsters are all raised with one kick.

It's like two pythons out of the hole, not only strong and powerful, but also bloody rain.

Hiss!

Clouds of air that could cut through the air raged through the streets, forming bursts of snake hisses, as if thousands were hissing at the moon together.

The monsters of the shanty town stopped, and they turned their heads to look at the end of the street.

The praying people also looked up in amazement.

Under the gaze, a figure appeared silently.

At the end of the street.

The next step is to stand in front of you.

And when the figure that is close at hand appears, the figure at the far end of the street has not completely disappeared from view.

The illusion on the retina makes the monsters watching uncomfortable.

And what is even more uncomfortable is the breath of this figure.

They were disgusted.

They're incredibly annoying.

They're incredibly ......

Fear!

Roars began to appear.

Then, it's boiling.

The monsters rushed up again with murderous intent.

However, it is not the same as before.

Before, they were for delicious flesh and blood.

Now it's about devouring the enemy.

In the roar of the sonic sky, a faint voice sounded.

"Chop."

The sound is not high.

Not enough for everyone to hear.

Only the old witcher, Sivalka, heard.

The rest did not hear.

However, the next moment, everyone's eyes widened.

As the man waved his arm, a hundred-meter-long lightsaber suddenly gathered in his originally empty hand.

The hundred-meter lightsaber swept straight ahead with the man's slash.

There is no stagnation.

There won't be a little bit of a block.

Whether it's a monster or a building, it's divided into two.