The vampire must return to his coffin before the dawn of the morning, or he will lose all his strength and become a pathetic walking corpse. This restriction is true, but unfortunately it is only limited to those bloodlines who do not have a title or have a low title and have no real power, and Barack vampires like Jung, who are already sparsely populated and are the head of the region, naturally do not need to care about the time when they return home.

However, daytime sunlight was indeed something that all the night dwellers hated, so their conversation with the messenger of the frog god did not last long. By the time the morning came, Jung's figure had disappeared. Cheese, on the other hand, rode back to the inn on Felt Boulevard.

"You're getting more and more like a vampire now, I'm really going to start to suspect that you're out looking for somewhere...", Kelas sat on the handrail of the stairs and sliced the apple with the knife in his hand, his eyes catching a glimpse of the man who had followed the mage into the hall before he could finish his words. The pupils of the cat fairy contracted, and the hair on his body began to stand on end unconsciously, which was the state he was in when he sensed the enemy.

"Put away your paws first, she's our temporary mouthpiece. Until the bugs are cleared, she'll still be useful. Besides, wait for someone to come over and put Yuni on Kenqi's side first. I don't have anyone else in my room. The gray robe raised his hand tiredly and gestured to his anxious companion to calm down. After that, he led the woman behind him upstairs and entered his room. Leaving Kaylas, who was full of bewilderment, and Charinde, who had just woken up.

"Well, I'm not very familiar with the human aesthetic of the opposite sex, but from the balls I've attended, your wizards don't seem to be very picky. The dwarf raised an eyebrow, and it was normal for a man to look for a woman.

And a single man who went out for a night and brought back a strange woman? There are several possibilities in the flow of streams, of course, from the state of the two, the money transaction is still the most likely.

"Most wizards, if not genderless, aren't much worse. The knowledge they learn and what they gain from it make them less in need of physical pleasures. Kailas corrected the dwarf's joke and stuck the knife in the apple and threw it into the wooden plate on the table, "I'll go and tell Taran to get them up, alas, it's not a day to spare." ”

So who is right, the dwarf or the cat fairy, is it clear that the woman he brought with him was not a warbler, but a narrator, an intermediary who transformed the voice of the evil god into a language that humans could understand. The messenger of the frog god, the female amphibian who had been assigned to take the seed of life from the cultists, was now standing in the cheese room in a human posture.

"You should know that no matter how much you put on, I can see what kind of monster is under your skin. So don't try to control me or my companions with those tricks, or I'm going to make you and your gods pay a terrible price. Checking the apprentice's physical condition, Cheese said coldly to the other party. The latter, on the other hand, looked unconcerned, looking at Yuni's eyes full of pity.

"The Frog God has given a will, and I will devote myself to being your follower and conveying His meaning to you. No matter what you think or treat me, it's fine. In addition to that, I have a small request for your permission. The messenger's voice and movements seemed normal, but her eyes were a little strange to Cheese, and he hadn't seen much of it.

"Tell me about it, if it makes sense, I might think about it. "It's not a shame to tear your face now, but the frog god and his followers are still important allies for now.

The woman hesitated, but she couldn't hide her thoughts, "I want to take care of him, this child, you call him Yoni, right? I want to be able to take care of him." ”

The mage's brow furrowed again, he couldn't understand what the other party meant. How could he leave his disciples in the care of an unknown cultist? Wouldn't that mean letting the evil god do whatever he wanted to Yoni? As if sensing Cheese's misunderstanding, the Frog God Messenger hurriedly explained,

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to hurt him! I'm just, just hoping to have a baby. You know, I was supposed to be pregnant, I was supposed to conceive that gentleman's child, and then go back to the frog god to give birth and nurture him. I was promoted to a maid to give birth to the baby of the frog god, but I am not pregnant now, and I will not have children..."

Cheese began to understand what was going on. Apparently the Frog God manipulated His female followers in transforming them, and He magnified the biological maternal complexes of these believers as women, but it is not yet certain to what extent this magnification has been reached.

However, judging from the fact that the other party offered to take care of the children they didn't know as soon as they opened their mouths, I am afraid that every frog god's maid will be very loyal to take care of their "children" for their god's mansion, those half-frogmen of mixed race. This tactic is not uncommon when evil gods need to manipulate their followers, and it reminds the mage that the frog god is no different from any other evil god.

"I know, but you have to be in front of my eyes, and so is he. "The spirit of the cultists is very unstable, and those who have been converted into dependents have to build on this to the next level. Of course, Cheese could have replied to the court's plea, but that would likely lead to a series of problems, at least he didn't believe that the other party was really harmless. And as long as it is in front of her, the gray robe has the confidence that he can supervise the frog god's every move, and will not give her a chance to harm or indirectly harm Yuni. This solution takes care of both sides, and the only question is, will he be able to hold it himself?

Cheese's last memory was to tell the cat goblins who had come to carry the disciples that they didn't have to do it for the time being, and he didn't remember much about the rest of the day. For a gray robe, whether he will be tired enough to fall asleep, or whether he will sleep out of his own will generally does not appear. But by the time the mage realized that he was asleep, it was too late, and his body was sitting quietly in a chair in the room, while his spirit was swimming in a shallow stream. Dreams? Or not, this is not the first time. Cheese, who is familiar with dreams and the strange conditions they see in their dreams, does not rush to get rid of them, but tries to control his dream body.

It can move, and the trickle around it is not aggressive or coercive, but now that he is here, Cheese doesn't want to leave so quickly. He controlled his body to flow down the water, and the light on both sides faded away, as if the body of water he was in was flowing into the valley.

In the depths of that low valley, at the end of the stream, he saw the being who had summoned him.