Between Ibiza and Inni Heights, a strange man has recently appeared in a small town called Kitts.

The weirdo is strange in his clothes, even though it is a hot summer, but every time he goes out, he wraps himself in an airtight airtight wind, and he always likes to wear a cloak.

At the same time, he walked slowly, looked like a middle-aged man, but acted like a rotten old man.

When he speaks, he is even more hoarse and excessive, as if there is a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat, muttering, and people with a little hard of hearing may not be able to tell whether he is talking or breathing.

Because he really doesn't look like a normal person, some townspeople speculate that he may be a monster in disguise.

However, the local priest once went around the stranger's house when he first arrived, but he didn't find anything wrong, so the incident didn't make any waves.

It's just that even so, no one in the town wants to have much contact with weirdos.

The only person who had had more contact with him was an old widow who was hired to clean the eccentric's house every day.

But if it weren't for the high wages offered by the weirdos, the old widow wouldn't have been willing to do it.

First, the rumors about the strange man in the town are not very good, and second, there is always a bad smell about the strange man named Golt, which makes people feel sick when they get closer.

So the old widow went to clean every time very quickly, and rarely spoke to the weirdos, not even for a second longer.

The strange man did not displease with this, and every time the old widow came to her door, she received a friendly smile, as if the strange man kept a pleasant mood every day.

But early that morning, when the old widow came again with a broom, she found that the strange man who opened the door had a strange expression, as if he had not woken up, and his expression was full of trance.

"Are you having any difficulties?" Although she did not want to see him, the old widow kindly inquired.

As a result, the weirdo's reaction was very cold.

"It's none of your business." He said his attitude was completely different from before, and his voice was deeper than usual.

"You don't have to deal with the sanitation today, you can go back first."

The old widow left in a huff when she heard this, and in the face of this attitude, she didn't bother to wonder why this person's temperament had changed so much.

So she didn't notice that when she turned around and walked back, the expression on the strange man's face had changed from coldness to panic, even despair.

And if someone can find out what's going on in the room, then it's strange to find that the object of the weirdo's despair is not some beast or even a terrifying xenomorph monster, but a parrot.

A small parrot with emerald green feathers.

The parrot was now crouching in a narrow wooden window in the back garden of the strange man's house, its posture light and its feathers swaying in the wind.

The narrow windows are not high, the parrots are not big, and the strange people who walk back are sighted enough to look down on each other.

However, the strange man himself did not dare to do this at all, and when he was still two meters away, he was already trembling and kneeling on the floor, his head pressed very low.

"I've sent her away, master."

"I'm glad you didn't take the opportunity to escape."

The parrot looked at him quietly, its mouth not open, but a gentle and magnetic voice came out, as if a kind elder was appreciating the child.

But these words sounded to the ears of the strange man, but it was like facing a dagger that was about to pierce his heart, which made the panic on his face even worse.

"Listen to me, master, I didn't mean to do it! It was a complete accident, yes, an accident......"

As if he was too nervous, the pale skin on his face unconsciously cracked open as he spoke, and then fell off the ground in pieces with pus, revealing his bloody teeth and upper jaw.

It's just that the person concerned chooses to ignore this, or rather, he doesn't dare to make other moves in front of this parrot at all, and only dares to complain in his mouth.

"My lover was brutally killed, I went to find out the facts of the suspect, who knew that he ostensibly claimed to be innocent and wanted to search for the real culprit with me, but on the way back to the monastery, he set a trap ......"

The parrot did not respond when it heard this, but tilted its head to look at the strange man kneeling not far away, as if he was thinking, and his appearance was even a little cute.

However, with its dark eyes, which seem to be flowing black ink at any time, there is an inexplicable sense of horror and even horror.

Therefore, the strange man's next words unconsciously became a little stuttering.

"I, I suspect that he had heard about the massacre of the Amos Monastery beforehand, so he was afraid that I would be investigated by the church when I returned, and then confess what had happened between us, and then, then, and then intercept me halfway......"

As he spoke, he cautiously raised his head with a flattering smile, and let the skin of his mandible, along with the blood, fall to the ground with a thud.

"I'm glad I told my bastard before I left, I think maybe he has opened that seal for you, for you?"

"He's a good boy." The parrot replied with relief.

"You are a good servant, Boswell, and you have arranged for your own son to contact me so as not to delay my affairs. However, if I didn't listen to your explanation, I thought you wanted to get out of the deal between us, pushed your bastard out as a substitute, and then faked your own death. ”

"I ...... I ......"

The strange man's expression was terrified.

"I didn't think so, master, believe me, I definitely didn't think so! I, I don't know why I survived this skeleton after I was killed, ...... That day of the blood moon, I suddenly came back to life, and I don't know why......"

As he spoke, the skin on the other side of his face began to slowly peel off, and at the same time, the originally proper robe on his body became more and more swollen and wet, as if the whole person was gradually collapsing as the body trembled when he knelt on the ground.

As a result, the fishy smell in the room surged, as if the rotten smell that had been hidden in the sealed container for a long time was suddenly released, and normal people would vomit on the spot if they were here.

However, for the time being, the two sides have not been affected by this.

It can even be said that in this increasingly erosive environment, a black-eyed parrot and a necromantic creature that revealed its true face brought a more terrifying atmosphere to this place.

The trembling of the necromancer continued, and the mouth was struggling to justify, while the strange bird stared at each other with interest, and did not speak for a long time.

It wasn't until the black hair on the weirdo's head fell on the wooden floor with a snap along its scalp that it nodded slowly.

"Then prove it to me, Boswell."

The strange man shook his body when he heard this, and then cautiously raised his eyes and asked, "Master, I, how can I prove it?" ”

"Your enemy is on his way to Neham."

"I'm going to kill him!"

"Nope."

The parrot said meaningfully: "Fighting and killing is not an interesting thing, and revenge should be more deep." ”

More depth......

The strange man was stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide in horror.