The rain fell into London.

London was greeted with a rare heavy rain, and the rain fell as if it didn't cost money, connecting into silk threads, and smashing the windows with a crackling sound.

Lightning and thunder thundered under the night sky, and an arc of light swept by, illuminating the illusory kingdom of God suspended above London.

The streets were pitch black, and there was no light to be seen, and even the gas lamps on the side of the road could not be lit.

Even in such bad weather conditions, there were workers who insisted on going out, they took kerosene lamps, put on raincoats, stepped into the howling wind, and walked with difficulty, but before they could go far, the oil lamps were extinguished in the flickering, and they could only move forward in the dark.

Flower Street grocery store, looking at the windows that are constantly being washed, Ma Wei's expression is solemn, he has a speech today, but looking at the weather, it is obviously impossible to hold it.

In addition to this, the whole of London was paralyzed, and there were not even police officers patrolling the streets, and after a moment's thought, Mavi asked Edward to call a team of witchers on the roof into the house.

They must not be allowed to perform their duties in this weather.

The witcher team who entered the grocery store rested in the living room, drying their clothes with the help of a lit fireplace, drinking hot tea, and eating snacks brought out by Ma Wei out of nowhere.

For some reason, Mr. Nicholas's daughter kept staring at them, possibly at the snack in front of them.

"Stop the rain. Stop the rain, come to a god who can control the weather."

In the kitchen, Mavi, who was preparing lunch, heard Yunia's incessant thoughts, even though she was a god, but she prayed to other gods

People don't know what to say.

"Looking at the weather, Felix is probably stopped outside." Mavi glanced out the window.

Last night, Levine went to the small town of Beckensfield to harvest a new batch of borg grass, but soon it rained heavily, and he has not returned, and he has been stopped by a train that has stopped him.

If it's just him, no matter how heavy the rain is, it's okay to activate the mud shadow magic or the heart of the jungle, here's the problem

He was accompanied by Helena in the small town of Beckensfield.

"I could have gone out and played."

Yunia, who prayed for a long time to no avail, gave up, lay on the table and played with the puppet bear, puffing out her mouth and muttering: "It's okay now, not only can't I go out, but there are also fewer snacks."

"Aren't there many more?" Ma Wei stirred the stew in the pot, and said without looking back: "There are guests at home, you have to bring something to entertain, those snacks are almost expired, and I will buy you fresh ones when I go back." ”

"Hey, hey. I knew Daddy was the best! Yunia smirked.

"Yannick." Ma Wei tasted the taste of the stew, added a little salt to the pot, and then closed the lid and turned off the heat: "You go to Felix and see the situation on his side, it is an extraordinary time, be careful." ”

Edward, who was not interested in human food, nodded, turned into a bat and flew out of the window, and although the rain was heavy, it had no effect on it.

"Emma, go and call the guests, ready to eat."

"Hmm!"

Yunia jumped out of her chair and staggered to the living room.

The royal palace, the king's bedroom.

Dressed in a dressing gown, Rhodes IV stood in front of the window with red wine in his hand, looking indifferently at the branches of the trees swaying in the wind and rain below, his arms swaying slightly, causing the wine to ripple.

"It's almost there. Soon, it's almost successful. ”

Rhodes IV muttered to himself, and at that moment, a pair of wrinkled palms that could be vaguely discerned from his youthful charm rested on his shoulders, and the queen came to his side and whispered, "You will see her again." ”

"I just hope you keep your promises."

"Of course, we never break our word."

Women's unions.

The weather was so bad that the repair work of the union came to a standstill, and the union, which was overcrowded yesterday, looked deserted today, with only a few people arriving and busy lighting the lights.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Candace stepped forward to open it, but at first she saw no one, and when she was about to close it, she suddenly noticed a hat dangling underneath.

"Good afternoon, beautiful young lady."

The sharp-hatted gnome took off his hat and said politely, "Excuse me, is Duke Freya Chevali here?" ”

"The President's Words. Who are you? ”

"Oh, I've come to Duke Shevali on a special trip, and my master has sent me to talk about something very important, very important, about the future of the women's union." A smile erupted into the dwarf's wrinkled face: "Can you please give me a word?" ”

"Who is the master of your house?"

"It's not convenient to reveal, you should know, it's a very important secret, and I'll tell Duke Shevali when I see her."

As the daughter of a noble family, Candace had never heard of a nobleman using a dwarf as a servant.

The dwarf is so short that it is not at all decent to take it out, and is more like a clown to amuse than a servant.

It's not that Candace discriminates against dwarfs, it's just that she knows that the nobles' butlers have appearance approval, which is the most basic threshold.

Although she was a little suspicious of the identity of the dwarf in front of her, Candace still asked the other party to wait and went up to report it herself, and the dwarf was also very obedient, and she didn't even enter the door, just stood at the door and waited.

Candace closed the door, walked upstairs quickly, knocked on the door of Freya's office, and after entering the room, said to Freya: "President, there is a dwarf looking for you outside, and he said that there is something very important about the future development of the union. ”

"Gnomes."

Freya looked up and said softly, "Let him in." ”

"Do you really want him in?" Candace struggled: "I don't think he's a good guy There aren't many people in the union now, why don't you let him go back first, and wait another day."

"No, Candace, let him in."

"Yes."

Seeing that Freya insisted on doing so, Candace said no more, went downstairs to pick up the dwarf, returned to the room, and as soon as she entered the door, she heard Freya say, "Candace, you can go home." ”

"Home?" Candace was stunned for a moment: "President, it's only afternoon, and I still have a list that hasn't been counted."

"I'll do it tomorrow, obedient."

"Oh"

Candace nodded, walked out of the room, and took the door with her, and at the moment when the door was closed, she still suspected the dwarf's motives, and as soon as her hand was loosened, the door was not closed tightly, leaving a small crack, and she stuck to the gap to peep, afraid that Freya would be in danger.

In the room, Freya leaned back, unaristocratic with her legs in high boots on the desk, her nails trimmed with a file in her hand, and her half-squinted eyes squinted at the dwarf.

"What's your name?"

"You can call me a hat, Duke Chevali." The dwarf said very politely.

"I was asking for your name, not your nickname."

The cold tone made the dwarf frown, and quickly relaxed, and introduced himself: "My name is Amber Oliva. ”

"What are you looking for from me?"

"That's right, Lord Duke"

Getting down to business, the gnome cleared his throat and said the words prepared in advance: "Have you heard of the Doomsday Party?" ”

"The Doomsday Party, I've heard of it, what's the matter, you're a member of the Doomsday Party?"

"I'm a representative of the Doomsday Party."

The gnome bowed and said, "Since you've heard of the Doomsday Party, you should know our way of doing things, which will save you a lot of time, and I don't need to bother to answer the goals of the Doomsday Party for you."

"Is there such a trouble?" Freya blew off her polished nails and smiled, "It can be summed up in one sentence - saving humanity before the end comes, isn't it?" ”

"To sum it up in one sentence, it seems that you have heard more than just us." The dwarf smiled back: "Yes, we of the Doomsday Party believe in the idea of opening up a way for mankind to live, and in the turmoil of thousands of years, we have been fighting against the darkness, even if there is only one person left, we will bravely raise the torch to show the way for mankind."

Freya listened quietly, without any fluctuations in her expression.

"Duke Chevaly, do you support our Doomsday Party?"

"I can't talk about support, but I won't stop you." Freya said.

The dwarf nodded: "It seems that you are a neutral, which is also good, there will always be people who will question it, and we can't stop everyone, or force others to believe in us, as long as we don't interfere or block it, it's enough." ”

"Well, Duke Shevali, although you are a neutral, there is one thing, I have to explain to you, the women's union you created has affected the plans of the Doomsday Party, so I beg you, dissolve the union, if you are willing to do so, when everything is over, our Doomsday Party will guarantee to support women's liberation!"

The dwarf smiled and said, "Do you agree?" ”

"Disagree."

Freya sneered, "What does my establishment of a women's union have to do with your Doomsday Party? You will dissolve me and dissolve it? I don't care about you! ”

"It seems that the negotiations have broken down"

The gnome sighed, walked over to the table, and turned the oil valve to make the kerosene lamp burn more vigorously, and the dim light illuminated the room.

Then the gnome pushed the window open again, and the wind mixed with the rain poured into the room, and the pages on the table fluttered.

"Duke Chevali, it's a pity that you insist on opposing the Doomsday Party, and we have no choice but to take special measures."

The gnome put on his hat and pressed his palm on his head to prevent it from being blown away by the wind: "Since you have hindered the hope of human existence, I hereby declare you death on behalf of the Doomsday Party."

Sou!

On the opposite roof, a smoker, lying in the rain and holding a wet cigarette, pulled the trigger, and in the sudden burst of fire, a projectile came out of its chamber and swirled towards Freya's chest.

The shotgun, like the arm of the smoker, is inseparable, and as the most elite sharpshooter, the smoker can hit a target a few hundred meters away with an old-fashioned shotgun, an absolute sharpshooter.

At a distance of less than a hundred meters from Freya, even on a rainy day, this gun could not be empty!

However.

The projectile stopped less than half a meter in front of Freya.

It's like being wrapped and entangled in some kind of gelatinous substance, stepping into a quagmire, and never moving forward.

The sudden scene made the dwarf stunned, and his face changed slightly: "You are an extraordinary person?!" ”

"Hahaha! You've broken the contract! ”

Freya laughed loudly, and a stream of black gas poured out of the void, wrapping around her body, eventually transforming into a black wolfhound, opening its bloody mouth at the gnome.

At the same time, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed, the wind converged to form a tornado, the rain poured down on the street, and the dwarf's ears sounded the sound of something breaking, and he subconsciously covered his chest, feeling that he had lost something.

stuff

What could it be?

Freya's laughter became sharper and sharper, and her cheeks were flushed with excitement, like a beautiful woman who had just drunk a glass of spirits.

If her eyes weren't full of excitement, excitement and madness.

"Contract! It's a contract! ”

In a trance, the sharp-hatted gnome suddenly remembered the non-aggression pact signed between the Doomsday Party and the forces of the Old Gods.

The contract clearly states that the forces of the Old Gods shall not interfere with the actions of the Doomsday Party, and the Doomsday Party shall not interfere with the forces of the Old Gods, if there is a violation

The contract is void!

"You, you are the Old God! You are an old god! ”

The dwarf's face turned pale, and he staggered back, looking at Freya with a frightened expression: "Why. Why are you an old god?"

"I'm not an old god." Freya smiled and said, "I am Asmodeus, one of the Four Pillars of the Supreme, Lord Balyl's most loyal subordinate. ”

"Asmodeus, the Great Demon of Lust?!"

Freya's eyes were cold, and the black wolfdog summoned by her shot out, biting the dwarf's head and twisting it hard!

Click!

The sound of the joint fascia shattering sounded, and the dwarf's head was torn off, his eyes rolled, and he still maintained the dazed and fearful expression of death.

Click!

Click!

The wolfhound chewed, crushing the dwarf's head like a biscuit, and all kinds of liquids mixed together and swallowed into his stomach.

Thump!

The gnome's headless corpse slammed into the end, and he was unable to use his life-saving magic until he died.

Swallowing his head, the wolfdog returned to Freya's side, turning in a circle as if flattering, Freya touched its head, raised her hand and pointed at the smoker who fled from the opposite roof, and chuckled: "There is one more, go. Eat him! ”

"Whew!"

The wolfhound jumped out of the window with a bounce, chasing the smoker, and in the room, Freya looked at the dwarf's headless corpse, a look of disgust flashed on her face, and she waved her hand in disgust, and several black gases burst out of the void, transforming into the appearance of a wolfdog, and feasting around the corpse.

In less than half a minute, the corpse was gnawed away, not even the clothes were left, and the blood stains were licked clean.

After doing all this, Freya walked to the door, opened the door, and Candace, who had seen everything, was already sitting on the ground with her legs limp, and the liquid was pouring out under her

"Candace, my Candace."

Freya crouched down, hugged Candace's stiff body, pressed her lips close to her ear, and asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid of death?" ”

Candace's body trembled even more, and her voice was mixed with crying: "No, no"

"The great He is willing to send down the gift of letting you escape the judgment of death, if you offer your loyalty to your Master, and . . . Your soul. ”

Feeling the fear emanating from Candace, Freya hugged her tighter, and the wolfdogs around her did not dare to approach, waiting by with cracked teeth, ready to pounce at any moment.

"Answer me, dear Candace, would you like it?"

"I, I. Willing. ”

(End of chapter)