It's strange to hear from the police that there was no murder yesterday and that the murderous clown disappeared.

Yesterday was the only safe day in a long time, Jeanne d'Arc wondered if there was some connection between the demonic wizard and the mysterious old lady who had been killed by Charetia.

However, after walking around the town for a long time, I didn't find anything, but I saw some bold people, who seemed to have heard about the arrival of Charetia and the others and the elimination of demon wizards.

Anyone can guess that Joan of Arc is one of five outsiders, and although there are often visitors in the interlocking towns, legend has it that four of those five are very young beautiful girls, and Joan of Arc fits the bill perfectly.

At first, some residents greeted Joan of Arc and offered to show their kindness, but Joan of Arc responded coldly, and it was clear that Joan of Arc was not this kind of character.

After walking around and finding nothing, Joan of Arc had to walk back, but she always felt a little strange

Just as he was about to go back, a figure sitting in the distance startled Joan of Arc.

The figure also noticed Joan of Arc and smiled, "Meet again, you are one of those people from yesterday." ”

"You, not dead?"

Joan of Arc walked leisurely over and stood a few steps away from the man, looking coldly at the old lady who had been "eliminated" by Charettia.

The outfit was exactly the same as it had been then, with no signs of injury, and if she hadn't dodged, her defenses were so strong that she could ignore Charetia's attacks.

"How could I die, little girl. The old lady said gently, at this moment she was no different from a normal kind old man, Joan of Arc couldn't help frowning and asked, "Who are you?"

"You can guess. ”

"Murderous clowns. ”

"Huh?" the old lady looked at Joan of Arc in surprise, and the latter asked, "Is that right?"

"Actually, the title of murder clown is not suitable for me. The old lady's voice changed to a male voice, which was probably the original sound of "her", not the imaginary feeling of a schizophrenic or a perverted murderer, but a normal male voice as thick and comfortable as a teacher, so that the disguised "murderous clown" in front of him reported his real name-

"Eduard Cullenhorst. ”

Seeing that Joan of Arc's expression was a little strange, the old lady immediately smiled indifferently: "Don't try to get any information from my name, this is one of the few times I have said my name, and everyone who has heard this name before, without exception...... You know. ”

"What is your purpose, Mr. Edward. Joan of Arc's tone asked without much emotion.

"I don't have to say, you can probably think of me as a murderer, because there are 100,000 people who died at my hands..."

No matter how old the other person is, the average number of killings per day is a terrible number, and Joan of Arc doesn't think the other party will lie to herself, and this number may include casualties from major events such as city attacks.

Next, Joan of Arc stared at the other party and whispered, "So, what do you want?"

"What?"

"Came out of nowhere to talk to me... No, it's a chat, what purpose should you have, do you want to play with your enemy, or do you want to kill me, or send a message?" Joan of Arc made no secret of his suspicions, and as he thought, the other party did mean it.

couldn't help laughing, even the passers-by who heard the sound not far away were a little surprised, why did the old lady make such a sound?

"It's funny, I'm starting to like you"

"Uhhh

The rags draped around his body were torn apart, and the body of the murderous clown was revealed, and at this moment, the surrounding passers-by shouted and screamed like crazy as if they had seen the Demon King coming, and the speed of the flight was almost comparable to that of an intercontinental missile.

Although the voice is very unharmonious, the dress is very similar to the imaginary perverted clown, and it is indeed the same as the costume of the circus, but with a little more evil atmosphere.

"Being loved by perverts, it's the first time I've experienced it, and I hope it's the last time. Joan of Arc tilted her head: "And then?"

"Tell your companions that your arrival is wrong... From today until seven days from now, I'm going to kill a hundred people in this town, and if you want to stop me, just try. ”

Joan of Arc couldn't help but smile when she heard this: "It's really interesting, why do you think we care about the civilians here?"

"It doesn't matter if I don't care, anyway, if you know I'm going to kill a hundred people, that's enough. The clown, who claimed to be Edward, smiled weirdly: "You can take it as a joke, or you can take it as a threat, and you can just ignore it." ”

"I don't know if I should believe in the pseudo-madmen who kill the old and the weak. "Chastity's tone is flat.

"I agree with killing the old, if you are weak, do you mean children?"

"Isn't it?" asked Joan of Arc.

"No, I've never killed a child...... To be precise, I never kill girls, and you can look up my operation files, and I feel really uncomfortable to be said to have killed little girls. Edward licked his lips, not caring for the paint disguise.

"What a disgusting pedophile. ”

Edward disagreed: "It's not just a child, Miss, you are such a beauty, I also like to be raised as a daughter, it's a pity"

Hearing the news from afar, two policemen rushed to the scene, and Edward took a few steps back when he saw this, and laughed: "Remember, seven days!"

"In less than seven days, you can die now. ”

Joan of Arc swung a swift punch at Edward, too fast to see, and Edward was indeed blown away by the blow and fell to the ground hard, but Joan of Arc's gaze shifted to the other side.

"Hey, hey, hey, hahahahaha!"

The voice rang out from that side, and at the same time the clown's body on the ground disappeared.

When the police arrived, they all knew Joan of Arc and hurriedly said hello, but Joan of Arc stared at where the clown was just now and thought-

"What a careless killer. ”

After an inexplicable remark, Joan of Arc strolled leisurely towards the residence.

...

"Auntie"

"Listen to it, don't cry like mourning. Charetia said in a disdainful tone.

In the room, including the sheriff and Luo, as well as a group of policemen, they all stood upright in front of the seated Charetia.

The sheriff was on crutches - although it was Charetia's handiwork, he did not show the slightest resentment towards Charetia, but rather looked more urgent and anxious than the others.

Sakura Yu on the side didn't speak, but it could be seen that she still refused to forgive the sheriff's behavior, of course, and it wasn't the Virgin, Sakura Yu wasn't kind enough to forgive this behavior casually.

Luo's honorific title was ignored by Charetia, and the sheriff gritted his teeth when he saw this, threw away his cane and knelt down: "Lord Charetia, please, as long as you are willing to help us, you can do anything!"

"We're not here for fun... Ahem, I'm not here to help out with nothing. Charetia coughed dryly, the excuse she said at the beginning was indeed that it was right to play, and it was an accident to save Sakura.

"I know, you resent my actions," the sheriff bowed his head, and then said in a deep voice, "If torture can save the people of the town, I am willing to be tortured by you, Miss Charetia, no, Lord Charetia." ”

"Do I give you permission to call me by my name?" said Charetia coldly, "I don't have a shortage of slaves to lick my high heels, because I don't wear high heels, I just hate hypocrites." ”

Luo on the side couldn't help but come forward: "Lord Charetia, sheriff, he's just for the town"

"Shut up, did I let you speak?"

The sheriff stood up, threw his crutches aside, and took out a revolver and pointed it at his temple while struggling to support his body: "Miss Charetia, you are a strong man, an existence that can easily wipe out the feared demon wizard like Kaled, I know that my life is worthless in your eyes, but I still beg you to save the people of the town, I am willing to die by myself here!"

"Stain the place here... Oh, this is your place, well, you kill yourself. Charetia smiled.

"Alright, Charetia, you're a little too insulting. Wooluffi couldn't help but come forward, so far the impression of this sheriff is not bad, Wooluffy is not a saint, not a holy dragon, not a virgin, but the sheriff did not do anything wrong, at least in a sense, sacrificing one person to save the whole town is not a wrong move, although I don't know if Called has this ability, but the mayor of the town really has no other way to make this decision.

"Hum, insult" Charetia looked disgusted.

"Sakuraha, what do you think?" Hilde suddenly turned around and asked the person, but Sakura Yu was unexpected: "Promise him, at least I was well taken care of while living in this town." ”

Surprised by Sakuraha's "magnanimity", Charetia didn't say anything, just sighed slightly: "Okay, really"

Hearing this, the sheriff and the others were overjoyed, but Charetia tilted her head next: "Don't be so excited, I still need to think about it again, after all, we still have our own things to do." ”

"Don't think about it, help them. ”

"Ha, where have you been?"

"I went out for a stroll and brought back important information by the way. Joan of Arc walked in slowly with two policemen.