The prey targeted by the strongest hunter is a very burly and rugged man, who is vigorously instigating the people around him, enjoying the feeling of playing with others.

He felt a heavy pat on the shoulder, and the pain made him instinctively turn his head to see who had dared to sneak up on his high-ranking assassin.

"Friend, I have a question for you."

Anderson smiled brightly and asked in a friendly manner.

"Get out!"

This instigation is not yet fun, and he is not in the mood to talk nonsense with this kind of guy who can only giggle.

"Hey, you're not ladylike enough."

"You're looking for death!" Sensing the insult, the big man struck quickly, the power of the potion made him light and extremely good at fighting and dodging, but before he could draw his dagger and deliver a fatal blow to the bastard, he was trampled on the ground and unable to move.

"Who are you? What are you doing? ”

"Let him go!"

The people who were confronting the crew came to their senses and shouted at Anderson, but no one came forward to rescue their companions, and the people gathered at this time were not for any fairness and justice, they were pursuing the ultimate personal interests, for which they could certainly give up some things, such as the lives of their companions.

"You go on, go on, I just hit him off and want to make friends, you say, right?"

Anderson dragged the big man up, and he was barely able to stand on his feet with the severe pain he had to rely on, and the words that were inaudible came out of his mouth with a few teeth.

Anderson dragged his prey to Crane like a dead dog, and then smugly repeated the previous question in front of his companion, who spoke as if he needed to pay for it.

"I have a question I want to know, you can think about it before you answer it."

"What would you like to do if you are stranded on an island while you're on an adventure with a few male companions, and you wake up to find yourself a woman?"

Crane immediately understood the current situation, the big man in front of him was an instigator.

The instigator didn't know what to do, but he still tried to make the words distinguishable: "Impossible, how can I become a woman, if I become a woman, what will I do with my group of lovely people, I can't accept it, if there is such a thing, I will probably kill all the witnesses." ”

The instigator raised his eyes and peeked at Anderson, and when he saw his disapproving look, he quickly changed his words and said: "If I become a woman, I, I ......" He stammered for a long time, and he didn't think of what good things he could do by becoming a woman.

The aura exuded by the companions of the powerful Extraordinary who dragged him over seemed even more terrifying, and he lowered his head and muttered, "If I become a woman, I'm afraid I will lose control and become a monster." ”

This was told to him by the glamorous aunt who provided him with the potion formula, that if he couldn't control his emotions and spirit, he would be easily swallowed up by the power of the potion and mutate out of control.

But he vaguely remembered that his mother told him when he was a child that he had an uncle who had been lost at a young age, but it didn't matter, he thought he was probably mistaken, this aunt was a hundred times better looking than his mother, but her eyebrows and eyes vaguely looked like a mother, and most importantly, she not only gave him money, but also brought him into an extraordinary world.

"What are you going to do with him?"

Crane casually asked, and the two groups of people facing each other not far away had another physical altercation, and he had to force them to calm down again.

"I don't know what I can do with this useless thing, or I will be a servant for you?"

Anderson shrugged.

"I don't like witches." Crane replied briefly.

"Haha, so you know, haha, why don't you like it, they are obviously beautiful and practical."

The instigator was shocked, I, a man for twenty years, have nothing to do with the witch?

"Are you going to be promoted to Despair Witch after that?"

Anderson paused for a moment, then laughed, "No, I'm very happy with my extraordinary pathway!" ”

In the absence of an instigating factor, a consensus was barely reached on the issue of drinking water distribution.

After the instigator was interrogated, he was bound and locked up in the room of Gilcias.

In the dead of night, he tried several times to make sure that the servant in the bed slept like a dead man, so he broke free from the rope and prepared to abscond. He has a lot of tricks at hiding himself, and hiding for a day or two shouldn't be a problem.

Just as he crept to the door, a low and hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him: "Where are you going?" ”

He turned his head, and a huge shadow enveloped him, only to see a monster exactly like the legendary demon staring at him with scarlet eyes, the crooked horns of his head against the roof, his dark skin shrouded in blue flames, his left hand holding a fireball, and his right hand holding a giant sword formed by flames.

With a "whoosh", he collapsed to the ground, gurgling liquid up and down.

The demon moved and slowly walked towards him, raising his greatsword and slamming his head.

The instigator rolled his eyes and fainted.

At noon the next day, the battered liner finally arrived on Olawe Island, and passengers flocked out.

After settling in at an inn and enjoying a lunch of wine and soup, Crane told Anderson to wait at the inn and not leave the house, while he went to visit Councillor Rickard first.

Originally, he wanted to wait until Anderson's bad luck was solved before secretly handing over the instigator to the Storm Church, but the lamp god volunteered and offered to escort the prisoner to the church.

Crane hesitated for a second, preferring to ask the Lamp God to stare at Anderson and not let him die inexplicably before he moved in to rescue the soldiers.

But how about he can take the magic lamp? He had no choice but to nod in agreement and go out with the instigator.

The instigator followed the terrible man who took the devil as a servant, and was terrified along the way.

He walked and wandered into the lake, unable to remember what he had just done, and when he regained his spirits, he found himself lying on the beach.

"I was shipwrecked and washed up on an unnamed island."

He said to himself and firmly believed in this fact.

Hungry and thirsty, he struggled to get up and explore the island, and soon he was pleasantly surprised to find his companions, the like-minded friends he had met since he became an extraordinary.

They easily found water and food, and when night came, he lay down in a makeshift hut that had just been built, while his companion handed him a green fruit.

"Sweet and sour, this fruit tastes really good."

He sighed and fell asleep.

It was bright and he opened his eyes.

He sat up a little dazed, feeling a sinking in his chest, he touched it slowly, suddenly his eyes widened, and when he looked down, two extremely impactful things with white flowers on his chest came into view, and he subconsciously put his hand down and groped repeatedly...... Shrill screams echoed across the island.

"Mary, what's going on?" A man leans in.

Who is Mary? Who is he calling? I? No! My name is Mali!