Look for Dismason and reward 100 gold coins for any clues.

Contact, 138 East District.

Hammerstone looked at Drake, a great intelligence dealer who was already dead in front of him, and sniffed his ...... lightly The taste of the soul.

Then, he sneezed hard.

"Damn, it smells of sea." As he spoke, he lifted up the terrible green lantern, and a wisp of remnant soul floated up from the body of the tortured inhuman form, and was instantly collected into the lantern.

The fire of the lantern seems to be a little more vigorous.

He put away the lantern, hid it in his heavy black robes, then covered his face and began to walk towards the world outside the alley.

Ah, sunshine, it's wonderful.

After walking along the sun-drenched street for about ten minutes, Hammerstone turned into a slightly dilapidated alley.

Further on, the most dilapidated side of the South Town of the War College is fully displayed in this world.

There are leaky houses everywhere, and there are ragged down-and-out people everywhere.

The first Speaker of Parliament, Reginald. Ashram once said a sentence that is regarded as a mainland saying.

Where there is an alliance, there will be no pain.

But the pain is there, just at the foot of the War College, under the bustling surface of those lights, wine, singing and dancing, in the fine lines.

And here, it's those lines.

Hammerstone walked in a black robe on this fine pattern, and there was a strong sense of incompatibility.

Everyone subconsciously kept their distance from him.

On the one hand, it is due to the alertness and sensitivity peculiar to people who live in such a place.

On the other hand, it seems that something is felt from the soul.

It was as if there was some man-eating monster hidden in the hammerstone, and everyone avoided it.

Hammerstone didn't feel it at all. Or don't care, a person walks in the intricate alleyways a little leisurely.

Finally, he stopped in front of a dilapidated house that was indistinguishable from the surrounding rooms.

He pushed the door open and walked inside.

"I'm back, my sweet little Elise, did I take advantage of my absence. Sneaking away, huh? Hammerstone laughed and shouted towards what seemed to be an empty house.

In the dilapidated corner, there is still the last struggle of the rain left over from last night.

There was no reaction in the house.

It seems to be ...... Is there really no one?

Hammerstone was still unhurried, and he even had the heart to hum a ballad.

It's a treacherous and dark song.

From the Isle of Shadows, called "Gravedigger by the Sea":

Ah, my seabirds.

Why are you crying.

Gravediggers by the sea, digging the tombs of their ancestors.

Ah, my seabirds.

Why are you standing at my grave?

Don't cry for me, don't cry for me.

I am here. Didn't leave.

Here I am, gravedigger's gravedigger.

At the end of the word, suddenly the entire courtyard gathered infinite white spider silk.

A bit of deadly toxin light eroded towards Hammerstone's black robe.

But Hammerstone was still indifferent, he was still intoxicated by the perfection of the last transposition of the ballad, with his eyes closed.

Intoxicated.

Until-

"Smack-" The lethal toxin struck him.

Or the surface of his body to be exact.

Because there is a dark green glow. Oozed out of his robes, forming a perfect circle. Enveloped the whole person of Hammerstone.

Although that bit of toxin was good, it only opened a hole in that layer of circles, and it didn't break through in the end.

"Tut-tut......" Hammerstone shook his head and sighed, "Poor little spider, how many times have I sued you, you can't win me." ”

"Hahahahaha......" A coquettish smile came from above his head. A bewitching figure, pulled by a string of snow-white spider silk, landed in front of him and said, "Don't get me wrong." My Lord Hammerstone, I just played a little joke on you. At the end, she let out an extremely seductive laugh.

With her swaying body, under this ruin, it really has a unique flavor.

But in reality, it is conceivable that if the hammerstone did not block the thunderous blow of the first blow.

Then Elise will inevitably launch a series of consecutive attacks from overhead.

When the time comes, it won't be a joke.

Therefore, the most poisonous thing is a woman's heart.

What's more, it's still a spider-like woman.

"Interesting." Hammerstone just shook his head and walked inside.

He didn't mean to pursue it in the slightest, and Elise didn't explain any more, and staggered into the room with him.

"Any new news?" Elise sat down in what was supposed to be the only intact and clean chair in the room, and struck a seductive pose, scratching her head.

"There's one." Hammerstone completely ignored Elise's temptation and sat down across from her, "But probably, you don't want to hear it." ”

"Why don't I want to hear it?" Elise's eyes narrowed dangerously, with the cunning of a spider.

"Because...... Dismason. The last four words, the hammer stone bites very quietly, very low, very treacherous.

All of a sudden, the whole room fell into extreme cold.

"You mean...... "Elise said almost astringently, "he's coming?" ”

"Not yet." Hammerstone shook his head.

"Then you ......" Elise just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief and say why you scared me.

Hammerstone spoke again: "But someone is looking for him." ”

"What did you say?" Elise's brow furrowed again, deeply furrowed, as if completely incomprehensible, "Someone looking for him?" Who's going to look for him? Will you ......"

"No, it won't." Hammerstone directly retorted, "The other party wants to find Dismatson, a message, one hundred gold coins." ”

"A piece of news, a hundred gold coins? Such a handicraft ......"

"It's a condom."

"Then shall we step on it?"

"Step, why not? If you don't step on it, won't it be in vain to waste the other party's hard work? ”

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And at the same moment.

The search for the news of Dismatsen was put in the ears of everyone who should know the name Dismarson.

"Dismason...... Who could it be? ”

In the dark room, the voice of nothingness let out a long sigh.

………………

"Dismason...... Old friend, are you finally idle? ”

On the old balcony of the Great Round Lake, Lalivash opened the heavy book and turned the next page with his fingers firmly and vigorously. (To be continued......)

PS: Second update.

It was delayed because of some miscellaneous matters.

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