Chapter 11: Gossip
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"Colonel Wayne, aren't you really interested in our little Lunas's troubles?" It was hard to imagine that a man as muscular as Major Bell would have such a fox smile. Colonel Wayne www.biquge.info eyes lit up suddenly, his personality is a little sullen in Lunas's words, he has worked in the German intelligence agency for so many years, he has an almost perverted desire for knowledge about all kinds of information about others, and quickly coughed lightly to cover up his gaffe just now: "As the core person of this laboratory, Dr. Lunas is responsible for his safety by knowing his daily dynamics, how can he not tell me such an important matter?" β
Moral! Colonel Wayne, what about your discipline? Have you eaten them all to reduce food consumption?
"Ahem, that's how it ......is," I have to say that Major Bell has the talent of a novelist, and Lunas's little bit of embarrassment is gorgeously packaged into a romantic comedy by him, which greatly satisfies everyone's desire for gossip. That's right! Root! Is food safety a given? "Major Bell, don't you think it's too late for you to remember?
"Report sir!" The old-fashioned sergeant, who had still saluted so standardly, said aggrievedly, "If you hadn't pulled me all the way to finish the story, the meal would have been ready." After thinking about it, the unsuspecting sergeant threw out another piece of news that made Major Bell even more desperate, "I saw Lunas Medic sneaking into the kitchen just now, could it be that I was preparing a love lunch for that little girl?" Let's go! Hearing this, Major Bell's face suddenly turned pale, Lunas was not joking.
"Major Bell, what's the problem?" Years of experience working in intelligence have keenly given Colonel Wayne a keen sniff of conspiracy in the air.
"No, no...... It's nothing...... "It seems that today's devil's feast can't be avoided, but it's not worth it if I eat alone."
βββββββββββββββββ evening, outside the castleβββββββββββββββββ
"Medic Lunas, how many laps have it been?"
"Fifty-fifth lap! Come on! β
"Can't you just reduce the amount?"
"I can't help it! This was an order from Colonel Wayne, who was still comfortable in the bathroom, and how dare I, a little lieutenant, exceed my authority? β
"Lunas! You little devil! β
Dark clouds obscured the cold glow of the crescent moon.
Child wrapped in a single 1914ββββββ
Thinly dressed, walking with a shrunken face, blue fingers holding wine bought at the bazaar in his hands.
Suddenly, a huge black object flew in front of me.
It's a dog. Hidden in the twilight, as dark as a dog in the night.
It's a hound. Its limbs are black and shiny, and its eyes are like blue flames burning in the night.
At this time, the child had just crossed the black forest and was beginning to walk down the country road.
It's too late for running errands to go shopping. I really want to get back to my home with the stove burning.
So, the boy planned to take a shortcut, but as soon as he stepped into the yard of this house outside the village, he was confronted by the dog.
The child unconsciously took a few steps back.
- Bah
There is an uncomfortable feeling under your feet. Stepped on something soft, rich in warm liquid.
The child looked down at his feet, and it was a small crumpled piece of flesh - red flesh.
Blood splattered, brown fur was everywhere, and the child recognized the long, soft ears from the lumps of flesh.
Also, the round glass ball-like eyes buried under it reflected the darkness of the night sky, staring blankly and blankly.
β¦β¦ It's a hare, the child realized.
He looked upβa mouthful of fresh blood from the hound's closed mouth, a snap dripping.
Bright red blood stained the hound's teeth, and he gnashed his teeth.
It was this guy who bit it to death......
Little by little, the power flowed from the child's hands. The tightly held wine bottle slowly fell to the ground, splintering in all directions. The fuchsia liquid also splashed on the hound's head.
The dog licked it.
Suddenly there was a thunderclap.
A white flash illuminated the house outside the villageβan old house that should have been uninhabited, but somebody was sitting on its steps.
The child's eyes widened.
I saw a man wrapped in red linen from head to toe, sitting in a wheelchair. The linen was slightly open, and where it should have been the head, a large black hole was split. Out of the linen, a hand as thin and old as a withered branch protruded, making it impossible to imagine that it belonged to a living human being.
In that hand clutched a golden hand-held mirror tightly. Trembling slightly.
In front of it are three jugs, a silver kettle, a copper kettle, and a glass kettle, which shimmer with a terrifying light.
Suddenly, an old hoarse voice rang out.
"A teenager who will soon die...... Bar"
The child held his breath. It was the voice of an old witch...... It makes people feel that the bad luck of this old witch will immediately become a reality. The voice continued.
"His death was only the beginning of everything. The world will turn into boulders and begin to roll. β
On the steps, where there should be no one else, countless men's voices sounded. The child stared in surprise. But the steps, which had been illuminated by lightning for a moment, were now covered in darkness again.
"How can we be a good ......"
"Please guide us, Lord Roshan!"
ββ¦β¦ Chest"
The old witch's voice rang out again.
"Prepare huge boxes. A box bigger than this yard. Let it float on the water. Then ......"
- Boom.
Thunder roared.
White lightning illuminated the steps and courtyard.
The child was startled when he saw the scene suddenly illuminated in front of him. There was a heart-rending scream.
On the steps, the old red witch and the crowd surrounding her appeared. People were wrapped in white cloths, stretched out their hands, and wandered the steps like ghosts.
And in the courtyard - many brown figures are running wildly, and a dozen hares are struggling to escape.
The hound was chasing them around, hunting them. There were many small pieces of flesh rolling on the ground, and there were pools of blood everywhere.
In the next instant, the lightning stopped again. The house and yard were again shrouded in darkness.
Dead Silenceββββββββ
Soon the voice of the old witch came from the steps.
"Then, let the hare run! Let the hounds bite them! β
Ten years later, in 1924ββββββ
Located on the map of the western continent, the Kingdom of Suval is a small European country bordering France, Switzerland, and Italy.
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