These people all had a long black knife-like tattoo on the back of their right hand and hand, and Ron's face was unusually gloomy when he looked at him.

For the few people who came around, Ron didn't avoid it, just frowned, and signaled the woman behind him not to do anything unnecessary.

Among these people, a man with a long scar on his head and slightly pale eyes stepped forward, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and said with a cold face.

"Human, do you want to die? Dare to tie someone under the nose of our Black Knife Society, and now take out all the money on your body immediately, otherwise, you will wait for the whole family to die, and you, useless waste, what are you still doing in a daze, come over quickly!"

The latter sentence was said to Julia.

However, because of the previous lesson, Julia's eyes flickered, and she still didn't move after all.

"This woman can't go yet. Looking at the sharp dagger that was close at hand, Ron said expressionlessly. "Me"

It was only before he finished the first sentence that a trace of impatience flashed in the eyes of the white-eyed man, and the dagger in his hand stabbed directly into Ron's lower abdomen.

"Human, go die!"

Unexpectedly, this man was so decisive and vicious, Ron's face sank, and when the dagger did not hit his body, his palm grabbed the man's face violently, and then slammed it on the wall next to him.

'Bang !!'

There was a muffled sound.

His tremendous force almost pressed the man's entire face against the wall, and the dagger fell to the ground due to inertia, and blood slowly flowed down the wall to the ground.

This sudden scene made several other people slightly stunned, and one of the clever little men immediately reacted and instantly pulled out the short sword at his waist.

"Damn, he beat Goethe!

However, just as the little man wanted to rush out, suddenly it was dark in front of him, and a figure smashed him to the ground from the top of his head, and suddenly there was no sound.

Glancing at the two people who had completely fainted on the ground, Ron withdrew his hand, his eyes swept towards the remaining three people with a slightly cold look, and the faint aura of danger made the three guys not dare to step forward for a while.

These people from the Black Knife Society actually started directly without saying a word, and they were obviously very skilled and looked fearless, and these people all had a faint smell of blood, and they all looked like they had killed people and seen blood.

After a pause, Ron pulled out a blue-eyed badge from his waist and finished the unfinished sentence.

"I suspect that you guys are involved in a serial murder case, and this woman is an important suspect, and now I'm taking her away, do you have any opinions?"

The other three people's faces changed when they saw the badge representing the City Guard in Ron's hand, and they looked at each other, and one of the more stout men pulled out an ugly smile and said cautiously.

"Of course we have no opinion on this adult, but we also need an explanation for you to take her away like this."

"Explain?" Ron sneered. "What kind of explanation do you want? Or do you think I'm not giving enough?"

Looking at Ron's face and the two figures who had fainted on the ground, the man gritted his teeth and turned around.

"Okay! Let's go!"

After he finished speaking, the remaining two people immediately carried the two fainted people on the ground onto their shoulders in a cold sweat, and the three of them left Ron's sight after a while.

Quietly watching the people of the Black Knife Society leave completely, Ron glanced at the silent woman behind him and said lightly.

"Let's go. ”

The Black Knife Society itself, as a second-rate organization similar to the underworld, has a thick stack of cases in Soros City, but because of the second largest family behind it, the city guards are not able to touch it.

But it's not easy to move, it doesn't mean that it can't be moved, if it's like a crime in front of you, the city guard can still manage it.

And, judging from the man's attitude towards the woman at the beginning, Ron speculated that the woman was only an unimportant role in the Black Knife Society.

This kind of person, Ron took her away, and it didn't have much impact on the Black Knife Society and the City Guard......

Three hours later.

In the twilight sunset, in an ordinary inn not far from the city guard.

Ron pushed open a hotel door and walked inside.

The woman who had been following him behind him looked at Ron's back with a wincing expression, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Ron opened the window to let outside air circulate into the room, then turned and gestured to a chair.

"Sit down. ”

Hearing Ron's command, the woman obediently sat down in the chair.

Looking at the young woman sitting down, Ron nodded with satisfaction, also pulled over a chair and sat down, and said lightly.

"Now, I'll ask a question, and you answer a question, understand?"

"Understood, sir. The woman's voice trembled.

"Good. ”

Ron frowned and thought for a moment before speaking.

"Julia, you were sold into the Black Knife Society by your father when you were twelve, right?"

"Yes. The woman nodded, a look of inexplicability flashing in her eyes.

Not caring what she was thinking, Ron asked.

"There's a dark red mark in the crook of your left arm, isn't it?"

"That's right. ”

"Now show me. Ron ordered.

After Ron finished speaking, she pulled her sleeve up, revealing her slender white arm, and in the crook of the arm was a red mark the size of half a fingernail.

Ron, who saw the mark, looked at him slightly.

"Isn't it a hallucination? ”

Soon, several questions were asked and the answers were confirmed, which made Ron have some mixed feelings.

He looked down at the empty neck, still in disbelief.

As Slugg examined the dark arm, Ron finally knew what the woman had brought to his head.

It was some bits and pieces of vague memories, memories of this woman.

And through the questioning just now, he also confirmed the authenticity of these memories.

Combined with the identification information given by Slug, Ron felt very incredible.

'Could it be that this thing, in addition to bringing me bad luck, also has this strange ability Holy Relic Witch's Blood?'

Although it is not known what the conditions for this ability to be activated, it is good news anyway.

'If this arm is really a biological limb, is it really the woman in the hallucination?, how was this ability stimulated?, or was it really after I was stimulated by the hallucination to deepen my connection with this thing, as Slug had identified?'

Questions popped up in his head.

But if you think about it, this holy relic, known as the Witch's Blood in the mighty Ancient Empire of Stout, will certainly not be as simple as a doom item.

Still, when Ron recalls all his experiences at Bradley Manor, he still feels that this thing has an eerie smell to it.

The Bradley family was completely wiped out, and no one was left alive.

In the final picture, the girl carrying the blood of the witch seems to be sucked dry by this arm, and this arm seems to be fused with the girl.

'In that picture, the arm still seems to be dry at the end, without any change, but now it is getting fuller, does it mean that when the arm is completely restored, it will be the final form of the holy object, otherwise, this thing is just an object that brings bad luck?'

This speculation made Ron's brow frown slightly, although Slugher had warned him not to try not to stimulate this thing into hallucinations, but if he continued to let it go, it didn't seem to have any good results, just slowing things down.

"And I don't know how this ability to read memories is triggered, and does it also need to be stimulated?"

Thinking of this, Ron looked up at the woman sitting across from him, his face unchanged.

"What did you do to me when you were in the tavern?

"Yes. Julia nodded in acknowledgement. "It's my second ability, charm, that can make people listen to my orders unconsciously. ”

In the city guard's data room, he had also seen information about the blood of the demon woman.

Pure-bred demon woman aliens,In addition to having a near-immortal healing ability, it also has its own ability to charm.,It's said that anyone who sees them can immediately fall in love with them and obey them.,It's extremely fast.,Nocturnal activities also have similar stealth and short-term flight ability.,If it's not for their natural comfortable personality and don't like to fight.,Then each of the pure-bred demon women is an extremely perverted assassin.。

As their half-breed offspring, the ability to heal itself is the easiest for the Demon Woman bloodline to inherit, followed by other abilities.

And Ron has so far heard that the half-blood alien of the blood of the demon woman has a second innate ability.

Combined with Julia's superhuman speed in the cabin, he was slightly curious.

"Are you an almost pure-blooded enchantress alien?"

"No, no, no. Julia shook her head in dismay. "I'm just an ordinary bloodliner, although I have three abilities in my body, but it's too weak compared to a bloodline person with a single ability, and the charm can only be used by chance when people are defenseless, in fact, there is a great chance of failure. ”

Listen to her, Ron was seduced in the tavern at the beginning, but he was just unlucky.

However, Ron was relieved at the thought of what he was carrying.

"Okay, I see. Ron nodded.

At this time, the sunset outside the window was about to dissipate, and the golden sky that had been rendered into a gray sky gradually had a hint of grayness.

The evening breeze blew through the windows, and there was a subtle 'crunch' sound.

The last pale golden glow reflected half of Ron's face.

Feeling the faint coolness in the air, Ron touched the cold arm on his chest.

He groaned for a long time, took a light breath, and said in a calm voice.

"So, now that you're using the charm ability on me again, if you do well, I'll consider letting you go now. ”

As if she didn't expect Ron to make such a request, Julia was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what had happened in the tavern in the first place.

At that time, she was lucky enough to charm Ron, but just as Ron was about to pull out the money bag, Ron's dazed expression suddenly became extremely hideous, and the crosssword slashed her to the ground almost in the blink of an eye, and then a sharp pain and a large amount of blood bloomed at the same time.

This terrifying memory made her immediately shake her head and refuse.

"No, no, no, I can't"

"Don't worry, I know what you're afraid of. Ron casually tossed the crosssword at his waist into the corner. "That's fine. ”

"But"

Looking at the crosssword that was thrown far away in the corner, Julia was still afraid that Ron would suddenly kill her.

You know, although she also has the ability to heal, she is very weak, and if she has too many fatal wounds, she will die.

"Nothing. Seeing her like this, Ron's originally calm face suddenly turned cold. "Use seduction on me now, or else"

Hearing Ron's cold tone, Julia was shocked, her eyes unconsciously turned red, and an invisible fluctuation spread towards Ron.

Suddenly, that hazy feeling enveloped Ron's senses again.

And at the same time as this feeling appeared, a subtle voice also reached his ears.

'Hiss'

When Ron came back to his senses, he was already standing on the Crimson Prairie.

The familiar woman across from him was still looking at him.

Feeling the woman's pair of eyes that were as black as a black hole, Ron looked left and right at his position.

"Sure enough, it's the effect of seductive ability. ”

But, of course, Ron was stunned when he turned his head to look at the familiar woman.

In his field of vision, very fine and dense red threads did not know when he was connected to the woman in front of him.

These red lines are very small, but they are densely packed and occupy the entire body of the two of them, even the faces and eyes.

If you don't pay attention, you can't find it at all.

"What's going on?"

Ron clearly felt that the red threads were what held him in place, and at the same time, a liquid like blood slowly poured into his body through the red threads.

"Contact?"