The snowy nights at Ice Wolf Castle were cold and long.

In the dead inner city, there was a small shop with a faint light, faintly illuminating its almost unrecognizable signboard smashed by rotten eggs and mud, and crumbling in the cold wind.

Like all the vendors in the city, Doris stood by the hearth of the shop, kneading the dough; Unlike the vendors in the city, Doris has a pair of rabbit ears on his head. He was a subhuman who deserved to be a "pariah" at the bottom of society, along with slaves, prostitutes, and criminals, in the teachings of this world, huddled in the shantytowns of the slums of the outer city, shivering.

Until that lucky day, the demons found him, promoted him to the rank of "commoner" and allowed him to move into the inner city.

Thinking of this, Doris touched the pair of rabbit ears and showed a smug smile. He began to fantasize again that he might be able to become a nobleman, a priest, or even marry a princess to become a royal family. The smile gradually became presumptuous, he kneaded the dough and muttered to himself: "Chance, Kerbal God, please give me another chance......" The snow outside the window seemed to be responding to something in the dark.

"This 'Ahsan', two scones." A young voice interrupted Doris's fantasies.

At the door of the shop was a dark-skinned young man. With a hearty smile on his face, his unruly short hair stood up like a hedgehog, and his wild broad-necked short outfit showed off his thick chest, and the animal's tooth pendant on his chest seemed to show off his past glory.

It's a foreigner.

Doris exchanged a few words with him, and the suspicion in his heart increased.

Why was he dressed so thinly, why he didn't untie the wrap around his waist, and why he still wore a tail ring on his right hand: it was no ordinary ring, with a pea-sized soul stone set on it. In this world where only nobles are qualified to learn soul arts, such a person should be considered a "suspicious person", right?

The demon clan's instructions seemed to sound in his ears: if you find suspicious characters again, there will be more rewards.

A smile appeared on Doris's face: yes, this must be a "chance" given by the god of Kerbal, a chance for him to be rewarded again.

He suppressed the excitement and ecstasy in his heart, and on the surface he beckoned the young man to sit down, but his heart was like a stormy wave. The trembling left hand hid behind the stove and secretly made the handprint that the demons had taught him.

There are three ways to activate the soul: chanting, drawing a circle, and finger sealing. Stamping is usually the most discreet method.

When his handprint was finished, a trap rat fluttered in the pile of grass and trees at his feet, and the soul stone chips embedded in his eyes ignited a faint soul flame. With a thud, it slipped away like a living creature from the crack in the corner of the wall, and ran straight in the direction of the central castle.

"It's freezing cold, do you want a pot of sweet wine from 'Ahsan'?" Doris muttered a few words to disguise the sound of the soul trap, but the young man sat at the table and didn't seem to care, just pulled out a cloud of mud out of nowhere and played with it in his palm.

His thumb, index finger, and middle finger quickly patted, kneaded, and scratched on the mud, and a humanoid silhouette gradually emerged. As soon as the scones were served, there was already an image of a female knight with one hand crossed and a ponytail in his hand.

"Good craftsmanship," said Doris casually flattering, "what a beauty." ”

"Beauty?" The young man's fingers stopped suddenly, "She's not just a beauty. ”

Doris suddenly had a subtle feeling.

The young man said: "Three days ago, the demon army defeated the Shino Fortress in the southwest, and the Ice and Snow Empire ignored it, allowing the demons to take away three thousand civilians along the way and send them to the Demon Island for sacrifice. You've heard of that, right? ”

Doris's heart tightened, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

The young man said: "At the critical juncture, a female knight bravely broke into the camp of the demon army with one gun and one horse, and stabbed seven demon generals to death. The captured civilians resisted, and the surrounding mercenary warriors came to help, and a fierce battle caused the blood of the demons to flow like a river, and they fled in despair. You've heard of that, right? ”

Doris's expression gradually became frightened, and it was a cold winter night, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"The knight of light can't imagine the darkness of human nature, she thought that she could entrust these civilians to the Ice Wolf King, but she didn't expect that the Ice Wolf King had already taken refuge in the Demon Clan." The young man slammed his fist on the table in anger, "You've heard of the hero who saved the civilians being falsely accused of being a 'traverser' and will be killed by random arrows in the square tomorrow?" ”

Dorris's hands and feet were cold, and his trembling voice hummed, "Are you talking about ...... 'Princess of Fire' Lydia?" ”

Originally, she had a chance to escape, but she didn't expect a rabbit to give her three scones mixed with drugs. The knight who saved the civilians, but was betrayed by the civilians. Do you think this guy deserves to die? "The young man's sharp gaze pierced Doris's heart like a sharp sword!

Dorris's legs went limp, and he sat on the ground, and a word suddenly popped up in his chaotic brain: "Red Pavilion!" You're a Red Pavilion Assassin! ”

"Since you're afraid of the 'Red Pavilion', you shouldn't do such a dirty thing." A faint soul flame flashed on the tail ring of the young man's right hand, and flames suddenly erupted from his palm, transforming into a tall giant sword. The giant sword was red all over, and there seemed to be lava flowing in the sword. As soon as the blade of the sword hit the floor, the air was already filled with a scorching smell. "Spare your life! Spare your life! Doris fell to his knees with tears in his eyes and shouted, "I'm just a lowly pariah, I want to live a good life for a few days, I'm just confused for a while......"

The young man's gaze softened, and his angry fist seemed to relax slightly. Just as he wanted to reach out and help Doris up, Doris's shoulders suddenly erupted with a green mist!

Who would have thought that a person who is kowtowing to atone for his sins would still have a scheming heart?

With a sinister laugh, Doris had already crawled to the stove, "This bottle of 'Emerald Mist' was originally intended to deal with Lydia, and now it's just right for you." ”

His pride was palpable. That soul trap rat should have arrived here with a large number of ice wolf warriors, and this young man would soon become his ladder to the nobility. He had even thought of the coat of arms of the future family, which was the turquoise shading of the Emerald Mist.

But his laughter came to an abrupt end.

Doris looked at the young man in the mist in horror, his voice still hearty: "Since I know that you have stunned the princess of gunfire, how can you be defenseless?" ”

Doris's body trembled involuntarily: "Impossible...... The shrine maiden said that if you inhale a little, you will ......"

"Then she didn't tell you that most poisonous fogs are afraid of fire?" The young man spreads out his left hand. Doris was surprised to see a flame leaping happily in his palm.

Seeing that this was not good, Doris wanted to run away, but as soon as he took half a step back, he staggered and sat on the ground.

"Roar, Red Dragon! Red Flame Wheel Dance! The giant sword in the young man's hand immediately turned into a whirlwind of flames, and the poisonous smoke disappeared everywhere he went.

"Help me! God helps the shrine maiden! Doris struggled to get up, but his legs were too frightened to listen.

"When you die, you still believe in your demon master?" The young man sang, "The dragon breathes, and the flames burn the sky." Become a world-destroying fire and scorch the earth! Roar, Red Dragon!"

Blazing flames erupted from the surface of the greatsword, gushing out like the anger of a young man. Before Doris could scream, most of his body had been burned to charcoal!

The hut was calm again, except for wisps of green smoke from Doris's charred corpse.

The young man leaned over to pick up a remnant of a rabbit ear, picked up the package and prepared to leave. Suddenly a coquettish voice came from outside the house: "Good means." ”

There was a loud bang, and the roof of the small dilapidated house was suddenly blown away by soul magic, and all four walls were pulled down at the same time. Hundreds of ice wolf warriors in dark fur cloaks had surrounded the small dilapidated house.

The young man was stunned, but in the blink of an eye, he regained his self-confidence.

"There are so many people here," the young man said, looking around, summoning a giant sword and carrying it on his shoulder: it was a blazing greatsword, but it couldn't hurt him at all, "you guys...... Are you here to deliver dessert wine?"

"The concubine thinks that you are afraid that you will not be able to drink this cup of wine." An ice wolf warrior stretched out a large black lace umbrella, and the black snow smiled lightly.