In addition to the druids, werewolves are definitely violent molecules, and he wants to add value to the mystery.

"You said that cutting out their internal organs and keeping them on their faces with a painful expression before they died, will you leave a werewolf legend?" The werewolf suggested to the crowd.

"Isn't it a little cruel, and the knights are on patrol during this time, and any screams will attract their attention." Teaser said.

"Do you disapprove of my approach, or are you worried about my safety?" The werewolf's eyes widened when he heard this, and he glared angrily.

"Werewolf!" The teacher gets up to intercept him, only to be pushed aside by the enraged werewolf, who tries to defend himself, but is stopped by the mantle.

"I'm the real heretic by comparison." Seeing that the teacher didn't give face, he took a deep breath and got up from his seat, "I know, everyone thinks that they are dark nobles, one level higher than mortals, and killing people is like killing chickens." ”

The werewolf still stared, but there was no one on the other side.

"But even if we kill cattle and chickens, it's just a matter of a knife, you have to do such a cruel thing, and there are no monkeys there to watch, I don't agree." Masturbation continued.

The teacher had already noticed the strangeness of the werewolf, and he walked over to move the werewolf's body, and the latter eased up, and then gasped sharply, and looked at the werewolf with a little fear.

"Have you heard of the legend of the Headless Horseman? Just cut off their heads, don't cause so cruel pain. Masturbation continued.

"The Headless Horseman is headless, right?" The reincarnated man asked, raising his hand.

"You can also make someone headless." "But you'd better have a quicker axe." ”

"Just talk about things, don't show mystery in front of mystery, you see it is for the werewolf." The alchemist looked at the werewolf who was trembling slightly, "Hey! You don't really feel like you're frozen, do you, I'm sure this must be a drug that inhibits people's actions, masturbation, is there a formula?"

"It is written in the book The Structure of the Soul." Teaser said.

"Miser, the library in the Land of the Fallen Stars is now burning, where can I still see it!" The alchemist yelled, but the corner of his coat was grabbed by the werewolf, and when he looked at it, he saw the werewolf shaking his head fiercely.

"Not a drug? That's the spiritual realm? The alchemist was slightly startled when he heard this, "Teaser, you have a chance to earn the position of Pope." ”

"Not interested." Hearing this, he smiled bitterly, all the previous popes were spiritual magicians and prophets, and uh, it could also be a psychiatrist.

"This is the root of darkness and light!" The alchemist huffed at the words, then twisted his head to the side.

"If you want to do it, it's better to eliminate one or two knight domains, otherwise all the knight lords will have problems, then Weidi will be very obvious, and the castle will be completely searched." "I'm not a demon, I don't like to be mysterious, I'm just a master builder." ”

"Shut up, the master builder is talking about the dwarf Vikings!"

"Wrong! Their techniques were all learned from us! ”

"We're thinking about killing, you craftsman shut up!" The teachers all followed suit and said angrily.

"Okay." The lizardman shrugged, his purpose had been achieved, after all, he was just relieving what had just happened.

"I heard that you want to kill the knights in order to destroy the dignity that has been trampled by the hunting?" A voice came from not far away.

As they looked out, they saw a pumpkin-headed lantern glowing in the darkness, and under the effect of novelty and strangeness, the alchemist asked, "Who are you?" ”

"You can call me Jack, or you can call me Pumpkin Head." I saw the jack-o-lantern approaching, and carrying it was a man wearing a black tweed coat and a pumpkin head.

"Time here is chaotic and you can't look at the Middle Ages and the Renaissance." Looking at the pumpkin head who came over, he turned and walked to the knight's room, "You talk." ”

That night, a member of the self-proclaimed Halloween Night joins the Starfall Lands with his goal of revenge.

One can imagine the grief of an organization that celebrates the birth of God every year and is chained by God's minions.

Pumpkin Head wants to rescue his companions, and when the rescue is over, he is the only one of the seven people who came to them, and none of them have been rescued, how sad you say.

Risking the danger of the villagers reporting and the knights sweeping in the wilderness, Pumpkin Head ran to Widdy's territory, originally intending to deal with a knight by the way to reap some interest, and then he encountered the largest organization that was almost the only remaining in the Great Wasteland.

The Eternal Spear or something, it has long been taken to the end.

"Anyway, we haven't heard the story of the pumpkin head yet, you have time to tell us about it." The alchemist was a little curious about Pumpkin Head, "Are you a magic faction or a beast faction?" Cursed or blessed? Where is the Demon King?"

"Jack is stingy, God doesn't take it, he molests the demons, there is no door to hell, he can only wander around." Pumpkin Head said.

"Is there such a good thing?" The reincarnated person wondered, "Your knowledge is not high, and you still want to hell if you are molesting demons, they will kill you." ”

"That's what I heard, anyway." Pumpkin head means you're telling you what's false.

"Join us, what are you capable of?" The werewolf asked.

"When~" A large axe slammed into the ground before everyone could react.

"Don't underestimate a lumberjack, I can be beheaded!"

"It's good." The alchemist ducked back, "But we're the Dark Society, not the lumberyards. ”

"Well, I'm the evil pumpkin head." Pumpkin said as he tapped his head.

"The Headless Horseman and the Pumpkin Head are both novel themes, which one are we going to use?" The teacher asked, grinding the barley in his hand.

In the second half of the night, a tragedy occurred in two knight villages far away, and when the villagers called the knight to wake up early the next day, they found the headless horseman and the pumpkin head he was carrying.

Sitting in the bishop's seat, San Sonny sat silently pondering the following questions, and after clearing all the heresy dens, something new emerged.

"Are pumpkin heads and headless horsemen your native legends? Why haven't I heard of it?" He asked Hilton II, who was sitting across from him.

"I've never heard of it before, it's a prank compared to werewolves and vampires." Hilton II said, looking at San Sonny and smiling, "But according to the reports of the guards, during the campaign to eradicate heresy, there was a confession from the Halloween organization, and there was a thing called Pumpkin Head in it. ”

"It was an organization that celebrated the birth of the Son as a way to bless the grain harvest, and the hunting campaign caught them, doesn't it seem to be in line with God's doctrine of charity?" Hilton II asked with a smile.