Chapter 80: Playing Werewolf Killing, Right? I'm doing it (please order first!) )

Combined with the appearance of the man in front of him and Lunixia's reminder, a name suddenly appeared in Josh's mind-

Scarlet Reaper Vladimir!

How did this guy come to Shadow Island?!

As Lunicia has mentioned in the past, hundreds of years ago, during the Great War of the Darkspawn, a king of Kamavia crossed the ocean and gave his young son to her people as hostages in order to bring peace to the country.

And that prince is Vladimir.

In other words, Foyego had to call out his uncle when he saw Vladimir.

Vladimir has earned the trust of his Darkspawn master with his outstanding abilities and talent for blood magic, gaining power and status far beyond that of ordinary slaves.

At the end of the Darkspawn War, the brutal Darkspawn was severely wounded by the siege, but still had no strength.

Vladimir struck a fatal blow at a near-death cost, using blood magic to devour the former master of the Darkspawn and restore himself.

These long-ago secrets should have been known only to Vladimir himself, but Josh is the one who has read the script.

Even if he stayed in the gap of time for a hundred years, resulting in some details missing and missing, the overall content is still fresh in his memory.

After a momentary pause, Josh quickly regained his composure.

Eyes shifted to the equally sluggish Fiyet, a polite smile appeared on his face, "Who is this?"

Hell, this guy obviously doesn't go out of the door, why did he suddenly appear at this time?

Fiyette secretly slandered.

Speaking of which, as the owner of the "safe house", Fayette should know every customer, or at least their name.

After all, she also has to help keep the arcane artifacts that these treasure hunters have found from the Shadow Isle, each item corresponding to each owner, and it is exactly the same, and it is honest and honest.

This is also the basis for the rapid rise of Fiyet's reputation among treasure hunters after two years of preparation and another two years of business.

Vladimir is an exception, though.

Since this guy arrived at the store, he chose the more expensive upstairs "private room", and he didn't even bring the food out of the house, and had to have the food delivered to his room by Fiette himself.

Vladimir never introduced himself, nor did he reveal his purpose for traveling to Shadow Isle.

It's just that every once in a while he will pay the room and board expenses on time, and it is much more than the others, and Fiet will let him go.

Not only Vladimir, but also another noble lady who also chose the second floor is also living in seclusion and has not yet come forward.

At first glance, she looks like a noble woman, but she didn't even bring her entourage when she came to this barren land......

Fiet was suspicious that the noble man from Noxus might have known the noblewoman.

Even if there is no overt communication between the two of them at all.

At this time, when Josh asked him this, Fiet smiled awkwardly and roughly introduced, "This is a nobleman from Noxus......

"Vladimir." The silver-haired aristocratic man laughed, "My name is Vladimir."

With a snap of footsteps, he slowly walked down the stairs and stood on the side of the bar, a few steps away from Josh and Gwen.

….

Vladimir looked at Gwen first, a flash of surprise in his blood-colored eyes, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

His attention was all on Josh today.

Immediately afterward, Vladimir smiled and looked at Josh, his right fist nailed into his left heart like a mace, and saluted him with Noxian etiquette.

"It's really our fate to meet here today."

However, instead of understanding Vladimir's nature, Josh may have been deceived by his suave aristocratic spirit.

[Another hypocritical and despicable villain. Lunicia spoke in a disgusted tone, [Coupled with this inferior imitation of the skin of blood magic, it really makes me sick. 】

Vladimir had never mastered the essence of blood magic, otherwise he wouldn't need to sleep with amnesia every once in a while, forgetting his past self in order to maintain his immortality.

Josh stared straight at Vladimir, his heart full of vigilance, but not the slightest worry.

Vladimir suddenly appeared at the moment of his arrival with Gwen, and greeted him politely in an attempt to get to know himself, absolutely ill-intentioned!

Josh might have considered his motives for someone else, but this is one of the founders of the Scarlet Reaper, the organization behind the establishment of the Noxian Empire and continues to this day, the Black Rose!

This guy and the other founder, LeBlanc, "calculated" the Iron Armor Wraith Maudecaesar, cutting off the connection between the fearsome undead warlord in the resurrection of the underworld and his own armor.

Not only that, but in the past few hundred years, almost all the wars involved in the Valoran continent have been related to them.

Josh didn't know what was going on in the world line he was in, and anyway, anyone or anything that had anything to do with the Black Rose Society wasn't a good thing.

But having said that, now Josh is returning home and completely ignoring Vladimir's thoughts.

As long as this guy doesn't take the initiative to act, or secretly calculates, Josh won't be aggressive.

Anyway, this guy used blood magic to devour his seriously injured Ascendant master, and his strength should not be underestimated.

All it takes is one night, and when the dangerous night is over, Josh and Gwen will get out of here.

The only thing he was worried about now was whether Vladimir was attracted by the world's rune aura......

For a moment, Josh's mind was in turmoil, and he decided on his next plan.

Afterwards, he treated him with courtesy, learned the etiquette of Vladimir Noxus, and replied, "My name is Josil Jolenk, and people around me usually like to call me by the nickname - Jojo.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Vladimir."

Gawin and Fiet had no objections, and Josh never mentioned his name to them in the first place.

However, as soon as the white porcelain castle was put on the clean table, a trace of doubt and curiosity appeared on the face of the simple-minded and kind-hearted Gwen.

Why did Josh use a fake name?

Gwen didn't debunk Josh, but used her real name when she interjected to introduce herself: "Hello~~ My name is Gwen, it's nice to meet you!"

Her voice was full of the liveliness and vigor of a young girl, and she also followed the example of Vladimir and Josh just now, clenching her little fists and placing them lightly on her heart.

….

Although Gwen did not understand the lingua franca spoken by Vladimir, this did not prevent her from greeting.

"Hehe, what an empathetic beauty."

Vladimir smiled kindly and said to Josh, "I really envy you to have such a beautiful woman by your side."

Looked at by Vladimir's slightly strange eyes, the smile on Gwen's face froze, and she felt a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously shrank down to Josh's side.

Oh, don't you have LeBlanc by your side?

She can conjure up as many tricksters as you want.

Josh replied with irony in his heart.

As an "old monster" who has lived to say nothing more than 1,500 years old, his long life span does not give Vladimir good patience, but his level of observation and attention to detail is top-notch.

Gwen was captured by Vladimir with the expression on his face, and he quickly realized that Josh wasn't being honest, but so what?

Blood magic is not curse magic, and it is not necessary to know the real name of the other person.

Gai Wen was about to fall asleep just by standing, his body was shaking, and he might fall down in the next second.

After returning to the "safe house", out of trust in the environment and his good friend Fiyet, he has no wariness of almost everything in the outside world.

But as witnesses to the exchange between the two sides, Josh and Vladimir's obvious hypocrisy made Fiet at a loss and even frightened.

She was worried that these two men, who were obviously strong in witchcraft, would most likely fight in the next second without saying a word.

When the time comes, it will be the tavern that took a whole year to build.

I haven't paid it back yet!

If you want to fight, can you go out and fight!

Of course, this was only muttered in his heart, and it was impossible for him to say it.

"So...... It's night, can we lock the clock and go back to our rooms to rest?" Fiyette squeezed out an unnatural smile and pleaded.

"No problem, since it's the owner of the Fiet shop." Vladimir smiled, "Tonight, I just want to meet the brilliant young man who is proficient in the power of the arcane."

"It's a real pleasure to meet Mr. Vladimir here."

Due to the structure and materials of the tavern, it is not soundproofed.

The exchange between the few people in the main hall was brief, but it still attracted other treasure hunters who stopped here.

I only heard the rotten wooden door shaft squeak one after the other, and two figures appeared in the shadow of the corridor on the right side of the first floor.

"What are you all yacking for?" It was a middle-aged man wearing gear goggles who spoke.

He wears a robe-like one, and the old oil stains on it have penetrated into the depths of his clothes, which cannot be cleaned by simple means.

"It's already night, and you're not afraid to attract the Mistwalkers?" The man who spoke looked at Fiyette, "I paid you to ensure my safety, but it turned out to be at this point, why haven't you extinguished the candle?"

You Leather Chengkee, could this be my problem?!

Rao is Fiyet's mood has been greatly improved in the past two years, and he can't help but feel a little annoyed at this time.

….

As he was dressed and who he was, this man was a maintenance man in the progressive city of Piltover.

With fewer and fewer orders in hand, they couldn't earn enough money to pay the rent, so they had to take a risk and try their luck on Shadow Island.

At least, that's what he told Fiyet.

"Okay Vakur, don't get too excited." A brightly dressed young woman next to Vakur who contrasted sharply with Fiyet, Gavin and Vakur said.

Vakur glared back at the lazy stretching woman, "You don't care about me, Jolera! I've long since stopped playing for Noxus!"

"Everyone is out and about, since you have chosen Shadow Island, it is all for yourself, why do you think I am playing for Noxus?"

Joelella yawned, took out a nail polish from his pocket, painted himself with a colorful manicure, and said in a tone of indifference:

"I only care about money, and I exist where I can get it...... Also, I don't like the way you speak to me."

As he spoke, the doors of the other two rooms next to him opened, and nine strong men poured out of the three rooms, filling the not very spacious corridor for a while, and the rotten floor creaked.

These were all professional sailors and thugs hired by Chorera.

Vakur opened his mouth, a fleeting look of horror on his face.

"Ahem."

He cleared his throat and tidied up the collar that was already a mess, and pretended to be indifferent, saying, "I don't know like a woman."

Hearing the movement outside, four sailors and one of the sailors belonging to Fiyette also stepped out of the two rooms on the first and second floors, respectively.

Fiyette's first mate was a greasy man with a pot-bellied, dark and thick beard, and his face was covered with bumpy pockmarks, and he looked very scary.

As soon as he came out, the first mate was lying on the fence on the second floor and smiled downstairs: "Oops~~ It's so lively tonight? Oh, there's a pretty little ...... Ugh."

Originally, the first mate saw Gwen's amazing face and wanted to make a joke, but suddenly realized that this girl was simply too delicate, and there was a demon on her body

The traces of stitching have the illusion of a "puppet" that has come to life.

The words he was about to say got stuck in his throat and blushed.

Josh raised his head and glanced coldly at the fat first mate, which made him feel like falling into an ice cave, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

At nightfall, the bustle of the tavern is not necessarily a good thing.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fiet immediately came out to make a round: "Harmony makes money...... Alright, all of you, go back to your room and rest, the night is getting darker, and may the Mist Walker never disturb you."

She motioned for her sailor to go back first, then raised her face and glared at the place, her face frightened, "Gladste, go back to your room, we have important business to do tomorrow morning."

Gladste nodded stiffly, intending to turn around and go back into the house.

The four sailors who had been ordered by Fiet were also preparing to return to their rooms.

However, at this moment, a mutation protruded.

The candlelight and lantern flames of the candlesticks in the house flickered, and there was no wind to automatic, and it seemed that they could be extinguished at any time.

….

Just as everyone's attention was drawn to the lights, all the candles were extinguished at the same time.

Suddenly, the whole tavern was out of sight.

There was a moment of silence, and the rapid breathing in the room was endless.

But in the next second, the screams of fighting and the screams of pain suddenly broke out.

[It's really low-level magic, is this guy afraid that you don't know that he did it? ] The object of Lunithia's ridicule is none other than Vladimir.

And the one who just extinguished the candle in the house was the black magic he used.

Josh didn't care about anything else.

In order to avoid Gwen's accident, he chose to put his arm around Gwen's shoulders and hold her in his arms before she could react.

With a small exclamation, Gwen realized the seriousness of the problem and did not resist much.

Josh held Gwen away from Vladimir's position as he used his magic to create a glowing arcane barrier.

For a moment, the entire room was lit up with the glow of runic magic.

"Stop it!" Fiyette yelled in exasperation, "Fuck, old lady told you to stop!"

She pulled out a large-caliber flintlock musket from her bosom and pointed it to the side of the first-floor corridor where the fight began.

Because they don't deal with it very well on a normal day, the four sailors of Fiyette are fighting with the nine sailors hired by Chorera, and even such a small environment cannot affect their output.

As a last resort, Fiyette chose to shoot at the floor in warning, not caring if doing so would attract the ghosts of Shadow Isle.

Exploding sparks and gunshots echoed through the room, and everyone calmed down instantly.

Fiyette strode to the side of the corridor to check the situation, but the sailors were relieved that they had only suffered flesh wounds and moans of pain, not their lives.

"I don't care who did it first this time, Jolera." Fiyette coldly warned the Noxian businesswoman, "Whoever is optimistic about you, I will also be optimistic about mine."

Jolera shrugged his shoulders and pouted, still indifferent.

With a cold snort, Fiet turned back to the bar in the main hall and pulled the fire sickle from the drawer, intending to relight the lantern and candle.

But when she reached the second floor, a strong smell of rust came to her face.

Fayette was shocked to find that his first mate, Gladest, was lying in a pool of blood, dead and dead.

"Damn! Someone killed my first mate!" Feyett upstairs screamed.

Josh downstairs didn't feel strange when he heard this, because through the perception of magic, he already knew who was doing it.

Squinting at Vladimir, who ran upstairs with a solemn face and pretended to be decent, Josh couldn't help but snort coldly.

Play Werewolf Kill with me?

The identity of the "werewolf" has been exposed, and there is still a need to pretend?

(End of chapter)

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