Pupils dilated.

The bone spurs slowly enlarged in Yanan's eyes, and then grazed his cheeks, bringing a slight pain.

Yanan wiped the blood from his face with his hands and stood up with a wry smile.

This is the embarrassing situation caused by the serious lack of intelligence work in the early stage. Tainted creatures will greatly strengthen a certain body function, and they have had a commander in their previous battles, a deputy commander, and Alfred helped him analyze it in advance, and this time he acted alone Yanan also reminded himself to do a good job of intelligence investigation, but when it came to encounters, he was still like a reckless man.

Yanan lifted the long knife and walked towards the fishman lying on the ground, and the pectoral fin was rolled with sharp bone spurs and stabbed at Yanan again, and Yanan flashed sideways slightly. The spinning fish's eyes were filled with bewilderment.

The good news is that the dead fish can see things, and the bad news is that it's the same as when it's in the water. As long as Yanan slightly deflects the light, he can make the filthy attack lose its target.

He paused at some distance and thought about how to kill the thing. The bone spurs missed many attacks, and he became more and more impatient, splashing the dirt smashed around Yanan.

It was obviously not a good idea to chop up this half of the fish body at close range, according to Samuel, the filth was likely to infiltrate the underground and escape after the body was abandoned, although there was a method of using the star stone blockade, but Yanan had not yet learned this kind of refining array.

"You have to observe the nature of the filth, and cause the greatest damage through the change of nature."

He suddenly remembered the silvery metallic sheen on the scales. Yanan took out two types of star stone bullets, red and blue, from his waist pouch and pushed them into the revolver. Then he took out a manual, rummaged through it for a while, and then began to carve a compound formation formation on the soil with a knife.

It was not easy to compound into a formation, he scribbled and painted on the ground, and from time to time he took out the manual to look at it twice. In order not to give this filth time to recover, Yanan would throw the strange alchemy bottle into the center every once in a while.

Compared to Yanan's side, Samuel Knight was obviously much more struggling, and the swift sword could not make a powerful and heavy slash, and it was grappling for a long time, unable to inflict substantial damage on the filth. But fortunately, Samuel's ability in terms of speed was not injured.

"Alright, that's it."

Anan closed the book, bone spurs grazing the top of his head. He patted the dirt on his hands, took out the wheel and aimed at the phase of the refining array.

"Farewell."

Bullets shot out of the muzzle of the gun, nailed to the center of the refining array, emitting a scarlet light, a scorching smell permeated, and flames erupted from the array. Inside the pillar of fire, those silver scales were rapidly turning black. After a few seconds, the red light dissipated, and the hoarfrost crept in, clinging to the filth.

"Click." There was a crunch.

The whole piece of coke was shattered and blown by the wind to Yanan's feet.

The battle on Samuel's side was over, and the filthy abandoned the fish body and went back underground to hide, quickly escaping from the range of spiritual sense, and neither Yanan nor Samuel could find out about their current strength.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Yanan, this failure to expel the filth is the responsibility of the next." Samuel apologizes to Yanan.

Yanan didn't speak, and now it was his turn to have a headache.

It stands to reason that the guards are responsible for cleaning up the escaping filth during the mission, but those missions are all squad operations, or high-level guards, and have detailed intelligence support, but the deputy commander is unreasonable and lets him complete it alone.

According to the Code of the Holy Church, nobles had an obligation to expel the filth of their territory, and could seek help from the Railway Garrison if their honor and interests were not violated. The purification of the Savod Inquisition shall be unconditionally cooperated.

To put it bluntly, in the territory of the nobility, the guards are the servants who come and go at any time, and the dominance is completely in the hands of these lords.

If the filth remains in the viscountdom, it is fine, but if it flees to the territory of other nobles, the others have every right to simply expel the filth, and there is no need to cooperate with him to clean it up. Moreover, there are all aristocratic dominions in the vicinity, and he has no way to turn to the powerful churches.

Yanan inserted his fingers into his lush hair and tugged hard a few times, trying to relieve his groggy head.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yanan, Lord Viscount Hombeck is a nobleman with honor, and the responsibility for the failure of this expulsion lies with me, and I will use it as a vouch for the reputation of the knight, no matter the ends of the earth, I will definitely expel the filth." As if seeing Yanan's predicament, Samuel took the initiative to release kindness to Yanan.

The other party had already said so, and even took the honor of the nobility as a guarantee, even if he didn't believe the viscount and the knight, now he could only temporarily obey Samuel's arrangement and go back to rest first.

As when they came, the two parted at the gate of the manor. Declining Samuel's invitation to rest at the castle, Yanan returned to the town of Radti with a strong smell of blood. Taking advantage of the dimness of dawn, he jumped on the roof of the hotel with difficulty, climbed into the room through the window, hastily cleaned the wounds, and laid himself down on the bed, and when he opened his eyes, it was already afternoon.

Yanan slowly tore open the gauze, and the blood scab stuck to the cloth made a click, a slight cracking sound, and blood flowed from the wound that ruptured again, dripping down the calf onto the sheets.

After disinfecting and changing into new gauze, he walked out the door to breathe.

Yanan walked aimlessly through the streets of the town, following the flow of the crowd. Counting that he had only been here for three days, what had happened had already exhausted him physically and mentally, and there were many new wounds from head to toe.

Yanan looked down at the clattering sound of his leather boots on the masonry road, and the shouting raised his eyes.

Although the market in Radji City is not large, it has allowed Yanan to see a lot of new food.

"What is this?" Yanan pointed to a row of milky white fruits individually packaged in gift boxes on the shelves, the fruit was the size of a fist, and the top was evenly inlaid with six small red balls, which were connected to the fruit stalk by green stems, like a small lantern.

"Red light fruit, thirty-six silver coupons." The boss introduced.

"Take one." Yanan took a red light fruit from the shelf and took a bite of it. Although the price is not low, the taste is bland and tasteless.

"You haven't eaten the red light fruit?" The boss looked at Yanan curiously.

"No, I'm a Southerner." Yananhu made up a reason. The boss took the fruit from Yanan's hand, tore a stem from the stalk, and then pulled the small red ball out of the milky white fruit and put it in his mouth.

"See, that's how it eats."

He followed the example of the boss and held a red fruit to his fingertips, "Why is it so like a cherry?" Then it went into his mouth.

Yanan gently plucked the tip of his tongue, and the flesh separated from the core, like honey flowing between the lips and teeth, sliding into the throat and returning sweet, with an incredible aroma.

Yanan closed his eyes to enjoy the sweet scent, and he quickly wiped out the remaining four red fruits. He was about to buy another one, when the twilight sun suddenly passed through the gap in the church bell tower and sprinkled it on his face.

At this time, little Rainn should be about to get off work.

"You go slowly, I'll buy the goods after a while, you come again." The boss walked out of the stall and waved at him, Yanan was leading two bags of red light fruits out of the market and out of the town.