"In other words, you're not really a good person, you're a swagger at best. You got into trouble with people who didn't change your mind, and they wanted to kill you for revenge, so you escaped overnight, right? ”

The Red Knights obviously don't have the concept of saving face for others. As much as Seth wanted to deny it, he also thought it was a shame to be ridiculed by a dark creature. But he couldn't do anything, so he could only nod silently with a gloomy face.

"It's not as bad as you think. Think more about the good aspects, make yourself happy, smile and be happy, and don't always cry with a sad face. ”

The red-armored knight "Gegegege" smiled and gently patted Seth on the shoulder.

His movements were very strange, and Seth himself felt very uncomfortable. After all, the other party is not a human being, but a mortal enemy of mankind. All right! Even if there are indeed special individuals among the dark creatures who have a good impression of humans and want to develop bilateral friendships, I am afraid that they will not appear in front of them at such a time.

Seth didn't feel like he was lucky. He felt that the voice of the red-armored knight had an indescribable meaning, and even the laughter was a little unscrupulous, but it had obvious traces of being suppressed. What exactly went wrong? Seth himself doesn't know. But no matter what, at least these dark creatures didn't show hostility, and they didn't treat themselves well.

"You can call me Lacemerces."

The red-armored knight reached out again and touched Seth's fat face. Seth felt the other party's fingers cold, and there was an indescribable greasyness, not at all as rough as the other party looked to be at his actual age.

"Listen, I can give you a chance to make money."

Raceces's tone became reassuring: "Even though I'm not human, I'm interested in some human objects. I'd like to make a deal with you if I want. ”

Seston's spirit also means that he doesn't have to die, he doesn't have to be food: "What a deal? ”

"I want a bottle of rum, a bottle of aged brandy, a latest-style dress, a nail clippers, a ......"

There are more than a dozen things in the past, and there is no clear classification, from food to daily necessities. Seth was a little strange, but he was relieved to think that the other party was not a human, but a dark creature. He struggled to memorize every word Lacemerses said, and there was no more fear in his mind, and his mind was completely filled with the idea of making a fortune with the guarantee of survival.

Perhaps to prove that he wasn't just talking about it, Racemers took a money pouch from the Dark Warrior next to him and untied the tether, and Seth saw that it was filled with shiny gold coins.

Currency is common between the Dark World and the Human Empire. Initially, the Dark World was very resistant to currency from the Empire, but gradually realized that it could actually make enough money from it, so it issued different specifications of currency according to the style of the Empire, and the value of the currency has been used to this day.

"These are deposits, and if you do what I ask, you can get the same amount of honorarium."

Lacemerses smiled a little weirdly, without the slightest steadiness that a middle-aged man should have. On a few occasions, Seth even felt that the red-armored knight standing in front of him was not a man at all, but a dancer who was common in bars. Because no matter the style of speech or the movement, Lacemesses seems too charming.

Seth suddenly remembered the big men who broke into his house in Konoha Town, and couldn't help but shudder, quickly lowered his head, quickly took the money bag, took out a piece of gold coin, stuffed it into his mouth and bit it hard.

The metal is not very hard, and there are clear grooves on the edges.

That's right, it's a gold coin with a lot of gold.

Lacemesses still had that weird smile on her face: "Well, I'm not lying, am I?" ”

Seth's affection became more excited with these words, and he nodded vigorously: "You are a noble Dark Knight. I am willing to serve you, and any language you speak is a command to me, and I must obey it. ”

"Hahahaha, I like you fat guy."

Suddenly, Lacemerses let out a loud laugh, and he swung the spike on his wrist armor again, slicing it across Seth's other cheek, and in the same motion, he put the blood-stained spike into his mouth and savored it slowly.

"Yes, yes."

Lacemerses licked her lips, and an eerie and evil gaze was released from the depths of her eyes: "The taste of blood has become much better. It's not sour, it's sweeter than before, but it's a little thinner. However, the difference in taste can be compensated for by the difference in taste compared to taste. ”

Hearing this, Seth felt that the smile was completely frozen on his face, his skin instantly tensed, and even his throat seemed to be filled with sharp ice slag, and he couldn't speak at all.

He distinctly remembered that just before, Larsmerces had made a remark about his own blood. It is said that it is because of fear that the taste has become very bad.

"The control effect of the blood in the brain is very obvious, especially when it is affected by negative emotions, there will always be a lot of hormones integrated into the blood, producing many adverse effects."

Lacemerses licked the metal spikes with her slender tongue and a sarcastic look on her face: "I like sweet blood, fluffy fresh meat. You're too nervous and too scared. This kind of love should haunt you for a long time. I'm a picky eater, and I don't choose poor human beings who live in poverty. They can't even eat enough, so naturally they can't talk about any hard work and happiness. It's the same as you humans raising pigs. The pig must be made to feel free of food and clothing, so that he can lie in the pigsty and live happily and eat unscrupulously. Pigs that live in fear don't grow at all, they are always emaciated, and they don't taste good when they eat them. Hahahaha! I love fat guys like you, fat tastes more wonderful than fresh meat, and I have to make you happy, make your blood less sour, and make the tight meat loose. It's a pity that you're not a woman. Otherwise, the fat and milk can be used to extract the cheese. You know, I've got a couple of healthy mothers last month. They tasted so good that I can't help but drool when I think about it now. ”

Seth suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and his stomach was filled with intense nausea. He struggled to control his desire to vomit, and asked in fear and shock, "Aren't you afraid that I will be afraid again?" You, you, why are you suing me about this? ”

"It's a very noble art to flavor human food."

Raceces laughed again: "Your joy can dilute fear in an instant, but you are too happy, and you are not really a delicacy." I need you to be scared again, but it won't take long, no more than ten minutes. This way, your blood will not only taste sweet, but also slightly sour. It's like sweet candy, and fresh sweet oranges. In contrast, the latter, of course, is more nutritious and more liked. The reason for this is simple: sweet oranges have a certain acidity, moderate sweetness and sourness, and warm human plasma is the most delicious drink. ”

As he spoke, Racemerses turned his head and swiped the spike on his wrist on his neck, and his scalp burst open. Seth watched in horror as Razmerces tore open her scalp, revealing first long brownish-red hair, then snow-white and delicate skin. The smooth long hair fell down the shoulders, hiding the young and beautiful face, but the eyebrows on both sides were too sharp, like two horizontal thorns, releasing a strong murderous aura.

Seth had been right, it was indeed a woman, the female of dark creatures.

Lacemesses shoved her fingers into her mouth and removed the braces she had used as a disguise, revealing a mouthful of sharp, white teeth.

Seth screamed, driven by a strong sense of survival, turned around and wanted to escape, but several dark warriors who had been prepared for a long time rushed up and crushed him down. At this moment, the Dark Warrior also showed even more terrible cruelty than before. They sneered "hey, hey, hey", and one of them even licked Seth's face with his tongue, and the wet and greasy feeling was terrible, as if a snake was constantly crawling on his face.

Lacemesses walked over. Her lips were thin, and despite the heavy armor wrapped around her, she could guess the graceful curves that were hidden in them. Seth, this skinny type of woman, likes it very much, but at the moment he can't produce a similar feeling. He kept screaming, and his lips were covered by the Dark Warrior's force, and his face turned purple, and he could only let out a terrified "whining" sound.

"You're stupid and very greedy. No wonder even your own kind spit on you. ”

Lacemesses took the dagger that had been prepared from the dark warrior next to him, and swirled it between his slender fingers, and said with pity, "I didn't expect you to believe what I said about my interest before. Don't you understand? We never drink alcohol, but not the kind of drink you humans imagine. We make wine from human blood, and only the youngest virgin can make the most mellow brandy. ”

Just as Seth's eyes widened and his mind was filled with despair, Rusteses suddenly remembered something, gave him a strange look, and snapped his fingers at a dark warrior, who nodded knowingly and brought over a device that resembled a small communicator. Raceces reached out and clicked on the button a few times, and a portrait of a young man immediately appeared on the palm-sized display screen.

"Even dark creatures must follow the rules."

Lacemesses pulled the miniature screen closer, stared at Seth with pretty cold eyes, and asked seriously, "May I give you a chance to live: do you know this person?" ”

The Dark Warrior's hand had been released, and Seth felt like he had been pulled back from the line of suffocating death, gasping for breath, and it took a long time for him to slowly recover.

He would never trust Lacemerces again. This female monster is simply the most odious liar in the world. It's beautiful, it's sexy, but not a word is true. Seth swears that he would rather believe that a sow can fly than believe in this man-eating female demon.

But what if you don't believe it?

This is not Konoha Town, and the dark warriors with fangs next to it are fierce and cruel. It can be seen that they have long been looking forward to having their own fresh, living person as a supper main course. Perhaps, this is the real reason why they are waiting on the main road. These dark mongrels have no ability to invade Konoha Town, so they can only lurk on the outskirts of the town, taking the opportunity to snipe and kill the lone humans. It's like dark hunters and mercenaries sniping them in the wilderness.

Seth glanced at the miniature screen again.

He did know the young man. To be precise, I may not know it, but I have only seen it, and I will never forget that handsome face that must be cursed.

There are only two doctors in Konoha Town. It's all that damn mercenary named Su Hao, who robbed his own business and caused him to end up in the field he is today. If scolding and cursing can kill, Seth believes that Su Hao has been killed tens of thousands of times by himself, and his body has been burned to ashes.

However, although Su Hao is hateful, he is a human after all. If he could, Seth would prefer to curse and kill the dark creatures in front of him.

Lacemerces is very shrewd. It saw the surprise and hesitation in Seth's eyes, and on that alone convinced Seth that Seth knew the important purpose of his trip.

The heavy money bag was placed in front of Seth again, and Racemerses unfastened his armor, squatted down, and brought his full chest to Seth, whose face was covered with blood, and his voice became sweet and soft, which made people's hearts ripple.

"Sue me, where have you seen this person?"

Fat Seth wiped a handful of blood from his face, and for some reason, his expression became calm. He glanced at Larthmerces viciously, and mocked in an empty tone: "Even if I sue you, I am not the same as death?" Lao Tzu is going to become your food anyway, so if you want to eat it, you can do it now. After a while, Lao Tzu's flesh will turn sour. Maybe a big bubble of will be pulled out. Hey, hey, hey! Can you eat that kind of thing? ”

Larsmesses has a lot of experience dealing with this situation. It burst into a chuckle, and there was temptation in its soft voice: "Just tell me what you know, and you can live." I promise. ”

Seth looked fierce and shook his head coldly: "If Lao Tzu believes you, you are really stupid." You shameless female liar, a perverted monster, if you have the ability, you will find it yourself, and Lao Tzu will not sue you for a word. ”

Lacemeress's face became a little gloomy, but she still had a sweet smile like milk candy. It took the backpack from one of the dark warriors and pulled out a small cloth bag. When its hand was taken out of the bag, there were several strange objects in its palm that resembled mushrooms in shape, but the surface color was black.

"I love men, especially when I leave a little memento on them."

Lacemesses picked up a black "mushroom" with his slender fingers, brought it to Seth with a flustered expression, and said with a smile: "This is your human boxer. He's strong and tastes good. I didn't think about him as food at first, but I happily invited him to bed. I was angry at his refusal, and apart from this keepsake, even his bones were chewed to pieces by my pet corpse. ”

"This is a very talented dancer. He's brave and stupid. As soon as he was caught, he bit off his tongue and committed suicide. This special watch really gave me a reason to leave a souvenir. I salted it, put a little preservative, and added some other spices, and it would last for a long time. It can even be used as a snack when needed. ”

"And this one, an Imperial soldier. He honestly obeyed my orders, but he hid a bomb in his body. As a result, I was blown to shreds, and I only found this small fragment of my body that was still intact. ”

Seth's eyes were bloodshot, all because of the effect of fear.

Of course, he could recognize what those black "mushrooms" were. It is the second life of the human male, the most important and inseparable part.

Lacemerces's cold eyebrows were raised, and his gaze kept revolving back and forth on Seth: "I heard that fat man's thing is small, but not in the dark world. Rest assured! I'm a dark knight with a special hobby. You're a very funny fat guy, I just need the same parts of your body, and you, just cut it off, you can live forever. ”

Seth was dumbfounded by these words, his heart beating faster, and his face turned blood-red.

"Don't! Don't do that! ”

Suddenly, Seth suddenly screamed like a pig: "I sue you, I sue you!" ”

……

Mo Xingkui's hair and beard are a little gray, but his body is very strong. Even when he was injured, he was not afraid of the cold, and always wore a lean sleeveless leather vest, exposing his thick and strong arms.

"You should take care to keep warm, it won't do you any good from your injuries."

From the first day Mo Xingkui woke up, Su Hao issued such an admonition, but it had no effect. Until now, every time he comes to Su Hao to change his medicine, Mo Xingkui still wears the same attire.

"I have to thank you for saving my life. However, in order to rely on this, I was not required to change my habits. ”

Mo Xingkui spoke quickly, decisive and straightforward, coordinated movements, full of control at first glance, strict and agile.

In this regard, Su Hao always smiled wordlessly.

Only Kenson, He Dong and Mo Xingkui know the secret. A strong sense of gratitude dominates the brain to convert, and although the three of them are only "quasi-worker bees", the sense of obedience is no less than that of real "worker bees". Su Hao was not busy injecting blood into the other members of the two squads, but asked Mo Xingkui to transfer the fifty-seventh squad to the station next to the twenty-second squad. In this way, in the eyes of outsiders, the relationship between the two squads is harmonious. But in reality, the merger has already been completed.