The dimly lit room and the eerie stench and smell of blood are suffocating. The flickering lights left long, flickering shadows on the walls, as if the devil were dancing.

In front of the trance light was a gloomy face—a middle-aged man with slightly reddened eyes sitting straight in a chair, his hands crossed in front of him, and his smile was extremely kind. But such an expression was completely distorted by the cold light exposed at the corner of his mouth, and the thin man in a close-fitting robe was more like a poisonous snake entrenched in a chair, spitting out letters.

Two expressionless Dominic soldiers stood behind him, their hands behind their backs respectfully and their heads bowed, waiting for him to give orders, their humble gestures as if they were serving a king. And on the cross directly opposite this "king" was a young man who was already scarred and half-dead.

"I don't think I need to introduce myself any more, do Iden Honan, ...... of the Council of the Nine Rings of the Kingdom of Dominica Forget it, you just need to know that you are my captive, the rest is nonsense. The wizard's eyes swept over the young man's body as if he were looking at his prey, "The thing I want to know is very simple—apart from that dead fool, are there any members of the Knights of the Sacred Tree in your group?"

"Please, my lord, I'm a pawn, I don't know anything, please......"

"Who sent you here?" The wizard's face was still smiling, and there seemed to be a little excitement in his voice: "Did that lord sue you, as long as you insist on not saying anything, I won't do anything to you, or can you ascend to the Starry Sky Divine Kingdom or something stupid?"

"I don't know, but I received an order, I don't know anything, please, please don't ......"

"You see, this is actually a very simple truth, you tell me what you know, and then I will give you a painful - equivalent substitution, extremely fair. The wizard's eyes widened, and he shook his head as a matter of course: "If you don't have any value, then I can only make up for my loss in other ways." ”

"For example, fill my little cutie's belly. Following the direction of the wizard's finger, the young man on the cross turned his head in horror little by little, and looked at the ghoul in the corner of the wall with trembling eyes.

The strange and twisted monster also stared at him excitedly with a pair of scarlet eyes, and the blood-red bumpy body seemed to have been skinned, and its forked tongue protruded from its fanged mouth, panting rapidly. The expressionless Dominic soldier walked over to the cage and took out the key with a slightly trembling right hand.

The dwarf, bloodthirsty monster crawled to the wizard's feet like a pug, and the kind Lord Aiden gently stroked its head, playfully turned his gaze to the young man who was already scared into a cold sweat, and gently patted the "little cute" head.

"Uhh——!!!!h The young man who screamed loudly watched, chewing on a mouthful of blood, and his heart-rending wails did not seem to be enough to describe his pain.

"Please, please, please stop it, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, uh-ah-ah......"

"But I just want you to die, otherwise what use are you?" Wizard Aiden didn't see any regret on his face, and laughed wildly, his tone becoming more and more nervous: "To be honest, that's all the happiness you guys can bring me - really, young man. It makes me so happy to see you screaming in pain and dying little by little!"

"Think about it, you can still bring happiness to others when you die, don't you feel like your whole life has been sublimated?" The wizard who couldn't stop laughing, his smile became more and more distorted, and his eyes of surprise and joy watched the ghoul open his fangs and bite off his neck in one bite, and even applauded in excitement.

"Papapa...... Aiden clapped his hands unsatisfactorily, and his gaze swept to the soldiers behind him: "Did the squire named Edward who escaped have been caught, and the Radiant Cross priest." ”

"Didn't find them. The soldier hurriedly lowered his head, not even daring to look at the "kind" eyes: "But please rest assured, our people will be able to do their best......"

"No, he'll send it to the door himself. Aiden interrupted the soldier's words in a positive tone, took a very comfortable deep breath, poured the bloody air into his body, and was extremely relaxed: "He wants my head, and he wants to be a hero - a reptilian kid, don't you think it's funny?"

Born in the great Hernan family, and as a wizard of the Council of the Nine Rings, if he had not been able to appear on the land of the Kingdom of Turin according to his original life trajectory, he would have been involved in someone's plans, and he would have had an extremely bright future.

But that kind of future would not have given him the opportunity to study these forbidden studies of blood and death magic—in the land of Dominica, Aiden would never have had the opportunity to enjoy torture and listen to screams in such a blatant manner, let alone raise a group of ghouls of his own.

It doesn't matter if there is any conspiracy or trickery, as long as he can enjoy this incomparable pleasure, Aiden does not mind being used by them once or twice, enjoying all the pleasures that this wonderful world brings him.

"Go get everyone ready, that kid will be here tonight, we're going to have to come up with the best welcome and make him a hero!" Wizard Aiden waved at the soldier, his expression already a little impatient—like a halftime spectator waiting for the next performance.

He could imagine a thousand reasons why that poor little squire would run back—avenging the knights he served, not being able to bear to see the captives hanged, not being able to hold back the sense of justice...... Either way, the ending should be the same: screaming in despair, being crushed to death like a bedbug!

Suddenly there was a commotion of shouts outside the door, and it seemed faint that the sound of footsteps, frightened shouts, and shouts of orders could still be faintly heard. The closed door was opened, and a few Dominic soldiers with torches pushed forward and squeezed in from the outside.

"Well, I guess you have something to tell me, right?" The wizard's blood-red eyes slowly rolled in the direction of the door, and his voice sounded a little hoarse and creepy.

A soldier who rushed to the front, with a frightened expression, pushed and shoved everyone behind him, and trembled and knelt at the wizard's feet: "Outside, someone from outside has mixed in, Lord Aiden." It seems that the intention is to intercept the prison and rescue the captives. ”

After a brief moment of surprise, the wizard suddenly burst into hysterical laughter, and all the soldiers present were so frightened that they all fell to their knees on the ground - who knows if the wizard would be happy enough to let out all the damned ghouls and bite himself to pieces?

They are all warriors - traders who lick blood from the knife edge. But that doesn't mean they won't be afraid, they'll be afraid of death, let alone the delicious meal of turning into a monster!In the time they've been with Lord Aiden, they've seen how terrifying, neurotic, and tyrannical this wizard is.

They will also kill women for the sake of impulse, for money, but this adult who takes pleasure in cruelty and slaughter, and studies the difference between the blood, brains, and bone marrow of men and women, is simply the devil's ability!

"Well, I'll just say he'll definitely come back!" A smug tone and indifferent gaze swept across all the trembling Dominica soldiers: "Why don't you welcome our guests?!"

............ The process of infiltrating the village was smoother than Edward had imagined, and the two of them quickly walked through the gutters and grass, not even encountering any obstacles or enemies who had to be killed, after all, the corpse would arouse the enemy's alarm anyway, increasing the possibility of being discovered, and it was natural to avoid it if it could be avoided.

Naturally, since the village was just a remote part of the country, neither a fortress castle nor a lord's manor, there were so many blind spots and places to hide, and the powerful instinct of soul fusion allowed Edward to easily spot certain sentinels standing in his way, and avoid them without alarming them.

The two men had almost infiltrated the village as if they were no one, and Edward, crouched behind an earthen wall, looked sideways at the locked warehouse not far away—no doubt that most of the people who hadn't been hanged had been locked up inside, which was much easier.

"That's our goal - apparently the Dominicians aren't all stupid, there are at least seven people around the warehouse, not counting the one on the watchtower, and it's too difficult to get them out without alerting the guards. But if there's something to grab their attention for a while......" Edward looked at Webb, who was holding the crossbow in front of him, and was about to shake into a sieve, "Maybe you can get a lot of opportunities." ”

"I understand. Although he couldn't shake anymore, Weber nodded vigorously: "I...... I'm going to get their attention!" With that, the young priest turned to leave, but Edward grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Just kidding, I'm not failing enough to need someone else to be a substitute for me. Rubbing Webb's head vigorously with his right hand, Edward pointed to the watchtower: "Climb up, slaughter that guy on the tower, and then keep an eye on the movement in the village, can I trust you?"

"Bet your life, leave it to me!" Pursing his lips tightly, Webb turned and trotted out. The black-haired boy's gaze lingered on him for only a second longer before he turned back, gently licking his chapped lips and pulling out the steel sword behind his back.

"So the show begins, are you ready?"