There is a story in the ancient city of Bright Stars that on a stormy night, an unknown wizard visited the banquet of the lord of the manor, and the host, out of hospitality, warmly received the desperate wizard and allowed him to enjoy the feast with his guests.

It was a sumptuous feast - food, drinks, singing and dancing, cutlery, tables and chairs, none of which was unsatisfying. In order to repay the master's enthusiasm, the wizard took out a bottle of wine brought from afar and offered it to the lord of the manor, saying that the wine could cure all diseases, and after drinking it, he would obtain an immortal body.

The lord of the manor only regarded himself as a wizard's boast, but he still accepted it enthusiastically and took a drink - something miraculous happened, and the manor lord's cough for many years was cured!

This immediately aroused the interest of all the guests present, and they all wanted to taste the miraculous drink, which was still so miraculous, and cured all of them of their diseases, except for one old man whose presbyopia was not cured. The wizard told him that it was because he had not contracted any disease, only because of old age.

"And how much do you need to drink to cure aging?" asked the old man.

"As long as you drink the remaining half bottle, you will not grow old or die. The wizard replied very sincerely.

All the guests laughed, and so did the wizard. The lord of the manor boldly placed the wine bottle on the table, and everyone continued the cheerful feast.

The next morning, the sorcerer, having enjoyed the whole night, left satisfied, and the guests, who had fought each other for drinks, died in the parlor of the feast. Only the owner of the manor secretly hid the wine and drank it all.

In a house in a lonely wilderness. Ghouls can always be heard gnawing at carrion - as long as they keep eating. Ghouls will be able to live forever.

"Really...... It's so much fun!"

Lying on the soft couch, holding a wine glass, Cosimo Otovic somehow suddenly remembered this old and smelly bad story, and an incomparably strange sense of satisfaction put a smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the entire hall was filled with terrible roars and biting sounds, all dressed in gorgeous costumes and even wearing wizard insignia. The bloated carrion monsters were fighting each other, trying their best to tear a piece of flesh off each other's bodies, and the screams and excited roars "contrasted" with dozens and hundreds of them in this luxurious room.

Because all the nobles of Bright Star City who are hiding here have all been turned into rotting zombies by the potions that Cosimo Otovic got from Ernest!

Despite the potion's rapid use, it was not easy to fool a group of wizard descendants - Cosimo told them that as long as they drank it, the carrion would not attack them, and that he would continue to unleash thousands of carrions to fight the Turines, buying time to escape.

If it's on weekdays. There may be a few options to check out. But at such times they do not dare to have the slightest suspicion, because those "smart people" insist on it. Cosimo would never dare to leave them behind and run away, because he had already been betrayed by the entire city, and no one except the nobles wanted to support him.

As a result, hundreds of Bright Star City nobles all chose to believe him, after all, they were desperate - and by the time they found out the problem, it was already completely too late.

The few remaining nobles did not suffer such a tragic fate because they hesitated for a moment, but perhaps more unfortunate - dozens of ghouls, under the command of Cosimo, tore the fleeing fellows to pieces one by one, listening to their screams and wails for mercy, and admiring the image of them being devoured.

"Heheheha......ha Die, die, you useless fat pigs, fools, and traitors! All of them only know how to complain and accuse, as if they were some righteous and awe-inspiring good things, but they are just stingy and ignorant fools who don't even know how to save themselves, and dare to sneer at me?!"

Cosimo, who was gulping down the wine, laughed heartbreakingly, and saw that the scene before him was no different from hell, and it made him feel even more drenched - it was perfect to see these people who had been against him all day long, and who had accused him in every way, finally end up in such a despicable way!

The mental oppression of the whole day completely drove Cosimo Otovík crazy at the moment of Trist's surrender, and the madness that followed this despair completely became a madman without taboos. This almost horrific massacre became the last "funeral" he arranged for himself, ushering in the last moment of his life in this demonic scene.

"Boom!"

Cosimo Otovík, who was laughing wildly with his glass in his hand, glanced at the sudden loud noise, and the blocked gate was reduced to fragments, and the corridor outside had already turned into a sea of fire. A vaguely impressive figure was walking into the room.

"Good afternoon, Mistress Cosimo Otovik. With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Edward had long lost his original relaxed appearance, and took some breathless steps forward from the sea of fire behind him into this hall, and found Cosimo who had gone completely crazy among the rotting corpses: "You don't look good now." ”

"Ah...... I remember, you're the foolish prince's attendant, Edward Wetwood, right?" Cosimo was still crazy, smirking at himself, "What, are you going to kill me?"

"yes...... The criminal and unforgivable Cosimo Otovik is the most terrible of all, and any warrior of 'justice' should take up arms and tear him to pieces and send him back to the hell where he deserves!" Cosimo laughed wildly: "When those self-righteous fools told you to die, did they tell you, Sir Edward Witwood......?

"If it were me, I would have burned the entire Palazzo della Lord's Palace to ashes - but they must have thought that there was some treasure down there, that Cosimo Otovík would have put a lot of treasure in the Palazzo della Lord's Palace, so he sent you to kill me, and then make a fortune!"

"No, in fact you're right—the entire Lord's Palace is now filled with dry wood and oil, and there are even quite a few of them, which can turn into a pile of fireworks at any moment. With a knife, he beheaded the carrion monster that pounced on him, and his cheeks were red with blood spurting red, and he smiled cruelly: "But I'm still here." ”

"And you think you can kill me?!" Cosimo roared angrily, "Die, you Turin - I want you to see how you were torn to shreds!"

The ghouls, who couldn't bear it anymore, opened their bloody mouths and pounced on Edward with a hideous roar. The black-haired knight, who had just stood there, gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, and the mirror-like blade slanted slightly, reflecting the contemptuous smile on his face.

Leaving only a splash of blood, a ghoul had been split in half from the middle, turning into a mess of rotten flesh in mid-air like a "water ball" that exploded.

Edward rushed up like a glimpse of Cosimo as he sat there, the scimitar in his hand cutting a strange arc in mid-air, each round of dancing with a splash of blood and a terrifying scream, the murderous ghouls could not even stop him in the slightest.

"Bang!" Edward stomped on the wizard's chest, and the shocked Cosimo still had an unwilling madness on his face, and struggled desperately, but it was just useless.

"Seriously, you really shouldn't expect a bunch of ghouls to kill me - someone tried to do that, and then he died. ”

Edward, with an indifferent face, gently put the blade on Cosimo's neck, and stared at the gemstone pendant on his chest with dark eyes: "And you got one thing wrong, just to get this pendant of yours - the key to the Otovik family's vault, this is what I want, not your dog's life." ”

"None of this has anything to do with justice. (To be continued......)