"We all know that. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info" Dacula, who had just picked up the little boy's family heirloom, looked at the strange letter that the messenger had brought him, and his mind was full of confusion.

In addition to these words, there was only one palm imprint on the letter, which was stained with ink.

This...... Obviously a threatening letter, okay?! An inexplicable threat! Dacula sat on the bed in the hotel and tore the letter in front of him to shreds. You want to scare me, too?! After Dakula had torn the letters to shreds, he casually threw them on the ground, and then lay down on the clean and comfortable bed of the hotel and began to snore.

Never after a long night had Dacula slept so soundly. In a daze, he woke up several times, but then fell asleep several times...... Days and nights, as if a long time had passed, as if hours had passed, and when Dacula woke up, he had a visual illusion in front of his eyes.

"Ah...... Big cat, sleep well. Before the trance had subsided, a magnetic woman's voice reached Dacula's ears.

Dacula's nerves tensed up at this moment. Of course, he knew that he had been tricked while he was sleeping, but fortunately, his opponent had no intention of killing him, otherwise he would have done it while he was sleeping.

"Why can't you speak?" While Dacula was looking around around for a while, the woman in front of her spoke again. Obviously, it seemed to her that Dacula's actions were clearly aimed at dealing with silence.

"......" Dacula finally saw who was talking to him. It was a woman sitting on the counter with a clear face, wearing alternating red and black tights.

"Hmm...... Still not talking? Do you mean you are like this? "The woman is obviously very indifferent to Dacula's silence." It's fine not to speak, and sometimes we need to listen, not speak presumptuously. ”

What the "......" woman didn't know was that the reason why Dacula didn't speak was mainly because of his subconscious actions, and in front of outsiders, he was used to pretending to be this dull appearance.

"I heard you robbed us of our mission." One of the woman's legs dangled boredly in the air, and Dacula's silence was very much to his appetite at such times. "That little boy in Windhelm, he performed a dark ritual and summoned our Dark Brotherhood to accept his hire."

"......" Dacula finally understood the ins and outs of his arrest. Sure enough, he was a little careless, and the "you" in the little boy's mouth turned out to refer to the woman in front of him and the forces behind her.

"So...... You owe us your life......" The woman jumped off the counter and gently rubbed Dracula's hairy ears. This is a forbidden area for cat people, and anyone who touches it will cause a violent reaction from the cat people.

But Dacula didn't, he felt a sense of humiliation when the woman kneaded his ears, but compared to this, the pressure emanating from the woman was enough for him to swallow this humiliation into his belly, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

Looking at Dacula, who was still silent in front of her, the woman nodded with satisfaction. Apparently she was pleased with Dacula's submission. "You killed the man we were going to kill...... You owe us your life. Of course, I'm not talking about your ......."

The woman said, patting Dacula on the shoulder, pointing behind him.

Only then did the cat man notice that there were already three people behind him with cloth bags on their heads and their hands and feet tied.

"One of the three of them is our goal, and since you owe us our life, the choice is yours......" Dacula's magnetic voice came to his ear as he looked at the three behind him.

"As long as you kill the man we are going to kill, then the life you owe us will be written off...... You can walk out of this place alive......" The voice was full of temptation, and soon seduced some bloodthirsty thoughts in Dacula's heart.

"Go ahead...... For your own sake. At this moment, the woman next to him pushed him behind Dacula, and at the same time shoved a dagger into his hand, but she quietly retreated, hiding in the imperceptible darkness of Dacula.

Choose? Dacula walked up and down behind the three captives, listening carefully to their tones and what they were saying.

Wrong...... I'm going to die? Dacula flattened the dagger and muttered to himself as he looked at the cat's face reflected inside. It's just a matter of probability! The mysterious woman didn't tell herself anything about her prey, and the three captives in front of her all looked like they might provoke their enemies to Dacula.

Wait a minute...... One of the three is the target, and as long as I can kill that one, then I can get out alive?! That woman didn't say that she only had one choice!

Thinking of this, Dracula's eyes glowed bloody. Obviously, the temptation of the murderous intent in his heart in the woman's words just now has had an obvious effect.

In that case, then kill them all! Since one of the three could be the prey, with the attitude that he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go, Dacula swung his dagger at the first captive......

The room fell silent for a few seconds. The shouting and noise of the captives dissipated, replaced by a strong smell of blood.

Inside the house, the cat man Dakula looked at the last person who fell, and breathed a long sigh of relief, sure enough, he didn't guess wrong, since there was more than one chance to choose, as long as he killed everyone, he must have met the woman's request!

"Smack...... Syllable...... ......"Don't go to Dacula to find the woman's place, the woman clapped and walked out of the shadows.

"Very good calculation, since one of the three is the prey, then kill all three, so that the life you owe must also be returned to us......" The woman looked at Dacula, whose cat face was still stained with a few drops of captive blood, and was not in the slightest annoyed by his "opportunism". On the contrary, a feeling of appreciation can be heard in her tone.

"I think you're a good fit for our organization, and as you can see, we take hires, kill people, take commissions, and that's it." The woman pushed open the door of the house and said to Dacula, "If you've always been looking for us, go to the town of Phocles in the Half Moon Collar and follow this map to find our stronghold." The slogan for opening the door is 'Silence is golden, brother!' ’……”

Eventually, the woman turned around and threw Dacula a rolled-up parchment map for the cat-man to follow.

As I said before, Wei Xu had made great efforts to find this place, after all, anyone who nested in his territory at such a moment would feel uncomfortable. If you ask a person to look for it, they won't find it, so the Dark Brotherhood will give their newcomers a map of how to get to the Black Gate, just like the woman gave Dacula......