"President, the last batch of supplies and alchemy equipment has been disguised as an ordinary caravan and headed in the direction of Dellask City."

In the dark, slightly oppressive room, an elderly man said respectfully to a dark shadow in front of him.

"Have you taken care of everything?"

"Yes, all the people captured from the Char Empire have been secretly disposed of, but it's a pity that these people are very qualified alchemy servants after so many years of training."

"There's nothing to be sorry about, although the empire has been silently propagating that the Char Empire is an inferior nation, but you and I who have lived here for so many years know best that it is just a means to fight the enemy, and the ability contained in this nation must not be underestimated, these people are all brought by us from all over Char, and they don't resist just because they can't leave here, hatred, but it's not so easy to forget."

"Yes."

"You go too, someone will protect you to leave alone, and someone will pick you up at Dellaske."

"Won't I go with the van?"

"Of course not."

There was a burst of laughter in the shadows.

"Those goods were meant to be digested within the Char Empire, and you are easy to be targeted by others with those goods, and as the chief alchemist of the Fallen Demon Hunter Guild, your own value is higher than that of those goods, I learned through some private channels that after you return to China, there may be more important tasks entrusted to you."

"The Star Sea Banner Never Falls!"

"Twenty years..."

After the old man disappeared into the darkness, the black shadow couldn't help muttering, and then a cloud of black mist suddenly emerged around it, these fogs seemed to appear out of thin air, each time a cloud appeared, it would merge with the fog in the room, the volume of the fog first expanded, and then contracted, becoming more and more dense, and finally, it turned into a person, white skin, golden hair, intersecting Char's people, exotic facial features, a typical Merrican people came into view.

"I can finally go back to China.."

With that, the man grabbed his cloak and draped it over his body, and left the room through another door with the surging black air that had re-filled.

Outside the room, there is a long and dimly lit corridor, walking along the corridor, the air is gradually filled with all kinds of strange smells, and finally push open the door at the end of the corridor, is a wide hall, or an underground cave, judging from the traces of this cave should be artificially built, in the hall, standing and sitting all kinds of strange people, some of them simply cannot be called people, of course, they have a unified name, called the fallen witcher.

The appearance of the man, these fallen witchers did not show any respect, they had seen this man more than once, the president of the Fallen Witcher Guild, in fact, those dark shadows who issued tasks on weekdays were the doppelgangers of this president, and the man was not surprised, after all, you can't expect these things that are no longer human to abide by the rules of humanity.

"After dawn, you will carry out your last mission, and those who survive will be free from now on."

"What task?"

A depraved witcher who fluttered like a ghost, of course, had actually transformed itself into a half-ghost physique, its mouth not moving, but its voice echoed through the empty hall, as if it were nothing, with a chill.

"Assassinate the Great Demon Hunter Gagir."

"Are you crazy?"

It's not just this fallen witcher who has doubts, the other fallen witchers also look at the man on the high seat with a puzzled look, they are not human, but it doesn't mean that they have no brains, even they are the fallen witchers who have a headache for these senior witchers, and they are like children in front of the great witchers.

"Please stay sensible, the guild has also invested a huge amount of money in cultivating you, so what good will it do me to let you die in vain?"

"Three o'clock."

The man held out three of his fingers.

"First, all the alchemy potions in the guild are available for free."

"Second, the number of magic crystals is also enough, as long as you absorb them, as long as you can carry them, and it does not affect the battle, there is no limit."

"Third, I will show you hope that you can defeat Gagir."

"But in the same way, the contract will be reset, and if you run away, don't work hard, or destroy the plan, the contract will be activated instantly!"

The huge underground cavern was so quiet, only to learn that the joy of being able to take potions and magic crystals at will was washed away in an instant, obviously, the word contract is a great restriction for these fallen witchers, the Fallen Demon Hunters Guild is not a charitable organization, this is an organization with the destruction of the Char Empire as the core, and it belongs to the Merrican Empire, then, for the existence of the transformed into fallen witchers, it is necessary to control them.

"Are you sure we'll be free when this time is over?"

The man glanced at the ghostly fallen witcher and nodded.

"This clause will also be written into the contract, you can rest assured."

--- dividing line

"Do you believe him?"

The logistics warehouse, a place that usually costs money to get in, seems to be overcrowded at the moment, and every fallen demon hunter is choosing an alchemy potion that suits him, devouring the magic crystals that can provide purer magic energy, after all, what they have to deal with next is the great demon hunter, a terrifying existence that is an army alone.

The one who spoke was a lizardman, a giant lizard from head to toe, except that it walked upright, spitting out its scarlet tongue from time to time.

"What about believing and what about not believing? As long as the contract is still in place, we can't do anything to betray the president. ”

"Yes."

The lizardman grabbed a few magic crystals with his huge claws, threw them into his mouth, and chewed them with a squeak.

"Old man, if we survive, do you have any plans?"

"Keep killing, get stronger."

The ghost man's voice grew more and more indifferent.

"If we choose this path, we are destined to have no way back, and we are no longer human."

"I'm going to travel the world."

"It seems that you are a person with a story, but unfortunately I don't want to hear it."

The ghost man sneered a few times.

"Everyone has their own past, and I don't want to tell you."

The lizardman also showed a hint of a smile, and the bloody mouth looked extremely hideous, but more or less, with a hint of nostalgia.

"When I was a child, my dream was to travel the world, but unfortunately I encountered some unfortunate things, and it became this picture where people don't look like people, and monsters don't look like monsters."

"So it's not realistic for you to travel the world, and the only end is to be hunted by witchers."

"Not necessarily, I robbed a bard the other day, and I know from him that there seems to be a powerful weird who wants to build a weird country, and there are only weirdos in the whole country, and if that weirdness succeeds, I'll emigrate there."

"You can believe the words of the bard, I was a serious nobleman before I became a fallen demon hunter, and I know very well that no empire will allow such a state to be established, and the initial stage will be hit by near extinction, and a few great demon hunters are enough to sweep away such a force."

"You don't know it, that powerful monster hides its power in the Sea of Glory."

"The Sea of Radiance? This is indeed a good idea, there are many magic crystals there, there have been constant wars for hundreds of years, and it is very chaotic, whether it is the Merrican Empire, or the Rus Empire, or a few other powerful countries, they will not allow anyone to dominate anywhere, which will restrict their movements, and..."

At this, the ghost man let out another sneer, though he still didn't open his mouth.

"No one knows the ugly faces of the nobility better than I do, and I swear in the name of the Goddess of Magic that some of these nations will not only not destroy it, but will in turn nurture it, causing it to make the Sea of Glory even more chaotic, and if you can survive, it will be a good place to go."

"If you can survive, come with me, at least someone will die there every day, and you won't have to take the initiative to kill people anymore, without the intelligence and protection of the union, with your unique form, it is a matter of time before you are targeted by the Char Empire, especially the Char Empire once gave birth to very powerful evil spirits, and the extermination of those evil spirits made them pay a huge price, and you will only be targeted even more."

"Look, what do I see? A big lizard is in love with a ghost? ”

An arm made of bone and wood appeared in front of the lizardman, picked up a bottle of yellow alchemy potion, and stuffed it into his body, which was also made of unknown bones and wood, but the flesh could be faintly seen through the cracks.

"Alright, alright, don't look at me like that."

The bones and wood of the fallen witcher revealed his head, which looked like a deer's head with large horns, but the deer's head was no longer flesh and blood, replaced by two deep, black holes.

"It's just a joke, but I've heard a little about what Bart said, a powerful weird who wants to build a weird country, but it's basically impossible for us people to go there."

"Why?"

"Didn't that bard tell you what we are that weird who only accepts innocence? Char's traitor! Stooges of the Merrican Empire! Bloody executioner! No matter what we betrayed the Char Empire in the first place, but the powerful side is the Char Empire, and taking us in will only become an enemy of the Char Empire, and it is not stupid, so why carry this pressure for you and me. ”

"After dawn, let's survive."

The Ghost Fallen Witcher looked at the lizard thoughtfully and said.

"Only those who survive are qualified to talk about the future."

...

"Uncle, why haven't you gotten up yet?"

"Martha.."

Fortune Miass opened his eyes and saw Martha sitting at the head of his bed.

"Ciri, now.. What time? ”

"Seven-thirteen."

Ciri looked at the clockwork clock on the wall.

"I've been here for almost an hour, and the second brother wanted to say hello to you, but who knew he wouldn't wake you up at all.."

"Heh... Drink too much.."

Stretching his waist hard, Fugui sat up from the bed, he wanted to continue to lie down, but there was an important council today, and if he delayed it for a while, it was estimated that the time would not be enough.

"Uncle, I can't understand what is written on this?"

"I've occasionally learned an ancient lost script, which is very useful for recording important information, such as some of the recommendations I want to make in today's council."

"Uncle, with those three families here, where is there still a chance for us."

"You can't eat meat, but you can drink a mouthful of soup, and to be honest, even if it's meat for us, do you dare to eat it?"

As he spoke, Fugui rubbed Martha's forehead.

"Get out, uncle, I'm going to change my clothes."

"Oh, uncle, lend me this one, this kind of writing is so drifting.."

Looking at the rich man waving his hand there, Martha stuck out her tongue and left the carriage with the codex.

"Why don't you wake me up?"

Martha left, and Fugui lifted his quilt and got out of bed.

"Look you slept soundly... Poof~"

"What are you laughing at, I've been holding back all night, there must be a reaction, by the way, is your beauty pageant idea over?"

"Nope."

Ciri froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"As Ms. Gagill said, at the end of the day, it's hard to decide."

"That's for sure."

Fugui pushed open the door on the other side, which was the inner side after being surrounded by carriages, and inside was the six-legged beast, and the toilet dedicated to Fugui, but he was also a businessman with a head and a face, and he couldn't risk being seen in the field to excrete.

"Since it's an obsession, how can it be so easy to see it."

"Do you have any good ideas?"

Ciri followed Fugui as always, and if the six-legged beast suddenly rioted, it was actually very dangerous.

"What can I do?"

There was a rattling sound in the toilet.

"Obsession is your own emotional sustenance, how can outsiders have your own understanding of more profound, in fact, if you can tell me what obsession is, I may be able to staff for you, but Ms. Gagir also told you that if you choose this method, you must guard this secret."

"What if... Will I tell you the secret? ”

Outside the toilet, after a moment of silence, Ciri spoke, she thought about it for a night yesterday, but she couldn't find the answer at all, and she was also very self-aware, knowing that she was not a person who could come up with some clever strategies, so she planned to be open and honest with the man in front of her, no matter what the answer was, at least she could be worthy of herself, and also worthy of the help that Fugui gave him.

"It's useless to tell me."

In the toilet, Fugui shook his body.

"I'm not you, how can I make a decision for your obsession."

"But... What if my obsession is related to you? ”

"Huh?"

--- dividing line

"That's the thing, that's probably it."

Sitting at the head of the bed, Ciri looked away, his hands seemed to have nowhere to put them, and finally he was sandwiched between his legs, and his whole face was as red as an apple.

"No matter which answer you give me, I will not be angry, and I will continue to stay by your side, unless... One day you don't need me anymore. ”

"This."

Compared with Ciri's helplessness, Fugui is very uneasy, after all, he was also a person who was in love in his previous life, although the result was a breakup, so when Ciri directly said that she seemed to be really in love with herself, he would not be as helpless as those innocent little boys, but in addition to being happy that his plan was successful, he was also a little helpless, and Ciri, a stupid white sweet, actually made this matter public, which made him a little difficult.

His purpose is to consolidate the relationship of interests between the two through 'love' or 'marriage', but as he said earlier, 'love' is not born by talking about it, it needs to be done, living together for many years, or going through ups and downs together, but he and Ciri don't have either, so it is definitely not easy to make Ciri believe that he will not abandon Ciri and will treat her sincerely.

"There's a way."

After pondering for a long time, Fugui slowly spoke.

"Really?"

Ciri turned his head and looked at Fugui with some expectation in his eyes.

"Of course it's true."

Now, since Ciri gave Fugui the truest idea, he also decided not to hide it anymore, or that sentence, exchange sincerity for sincerity, although the relationship between the two began with interests, but at this moment he also has to admit that after a few months of getting along, he really likes this girl, monogamy in this world He can't guarantee it, not to mention anything else, it is possible to marry with a certain family in the future, but he will never betray Ciri.

"You're worried about nothing more than that what I'm doing is illogical, and you've come up with an attitude that makes me feel like I'm playing with life, right?"

"It's like... Yes. ”

Because the things they talked about involved real secrets, and considering the various magical methods of the demon hunters, the two were talking in Chinese from the beginning, and in a few months, Ciri had basically achieved relatively smooth communication, and even some words similar to idioms could be understood, but he could also understand the meaning of wealth.

"So, if I can give you one, what I do to you is not a game of life, but something for a reason, can you dispel your doubts?"

"Is there anything on me that deserves your attention?"

"Through some means, I discovered that you have potential bloodline abilities, so I plan to keep you by my side through some means, such as making you fall in love with me or something, so that I can get a free, cost-free woman whose future strength is even comparable to that of a senior witcher, and even has a chance to win the opportunity to become a great witcher."

"Whew~~~"

Hearing this, Ciri was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but take a deep breath, blinking without stopping.

"That.. I don't know, should I be happy now that I have the potential bloodline ability, or should I... You this.. Bastard, for the first time in my life, I'm in love..."

A hand waved in the air a few times, and Ciri seemed to be a little speechless.

"Don't cry just yet."

Fugui had roughly foreseen the situation in front of him, so he rubbed the corner of Ciri's eyes with his finger without hurry, and continued.

"I'm a businessman, I never trade at a loss, you should understand that I told the cause of the incident, it will do me more harm than good, I guess you should hate me to death by now, right?"

"No, it won't."

Ciri turned her head and rubbed the back of her hand against her cheek.

"I said, no matter what the outcome, I will not leave you, after all, I owe you too much."

However, although Ciri said this, there was still a little expectation in her eyes.

"Here's for you."

Fugui stood up, opened the medicine cabinet, took out an inconspicuous-looking alchemy potion from it, and handed it to Ciri.

"It's. . . What? ”

"Drinking it, you can activate the bloodline ability in your body 100%, and besides, this potion is the only one in the world who knows how to refine it."

Be quiet..

Staring at the potion in front of her, Ciri was silent, following Fugui in the past few months, she has learned a lot of knowledge, and her vision must be much wider than before, naturally, when Fugui said this, she immediately understood the meaning of these words, that is, the bottle of potion in front of her can change the world, and even said that once this secret is exposed, Fugui's fate will definitely be very miserable..

Suddenly, Ciri rushed over and hugged Fugui, burying his head deeply in his body, after a while, Fugui felt that his shoulders were soaked, which couldn't help but make him pick the corners of his mouth slightly, although the process was a little unexpected, but the result was what he wanted, one obsessively chose someone she couldn't betray, and the other took a secret enough to shake the world as a dowry, and his plan was over.

However, Fugui knows that he is not at ease, love will eventually become life, and life is not only beautiful, how many mountains and seas oath are ultimately defeated by life, and he will also need to continue to pay to maintain this relationship in the future, after all, with the passage of time, Ciri may eventually become a great witcher, at that time, if you don't take good care of this feeling, what kind of variables will it bring, who knows?

For example, being abused or something.