Silonia, boiling.

Everywhere there were people who had moved away from the free city-state.

Last night's earth-shattering wolf-dragon battle scared many people's courage.

The demon who could still cover his eyes, not see, not think, and not listen, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The powerful, parliamentarians, wealthy businessmen, factory owners, and underground evil forces, no matter how prominent their power and wealth once were, are all like trembling quails at this moment.

Fighting according to the rules of human beings, they are connoisseurs.

But demons don't follow the rules of humans.

But despite this, the people who left were in the minority.

Most people are well aware that once they leave Silonia, their once modest life will immediately plummet.

Especially those low-level civilians, the wealth they have accumulated can't buy much to keep them away.

They even need to continue their work as usual, because if they work one day less, skyrocketing prices will make them hungry.

"The devil is coming, but life goes on. ”

Next to the sewers in the city, the sheriff in blue uniform pinched his nose and looked at the bloody corpse that had been fished out of the sewers.

After a long time, he concluded: "The deceased was a young woman, whose appearance was no longer distinguishable, and her body was covered with tooth marks similar to those of large dogs...... It reminds me of the giant werewolf I saw last night. ”

The assistant next to him couldn't help but say: "Your Excellency Fadong, I think that with the size of that werewolf last night, the deceased may only be able to stuff it between its teeth, instead of being gnawed so incompletely." ”

The sheriff replied, "Ron, have you heard the story told by the bard in the Nutcracker tavern these days?"

The assistant shook his head: "No." ”

The sheriff laughed, "You should hear it, he has told a lot of legends about demons. ”

"For example?"

"Like werewolves and wolves? Is it a typical social animal? The wolf king among them, whose saliva contains a curse that can turn humans into werewolves. ”

Afraid that the assistant won't understand? The sheriff considered the words again? "It's like the plague, spread through saliva," he added. ”

The assistant suddenly said: "What do you mean?" The werewolf last night was the Wolf King, and the corpse was killed by the Wolf King's men, but this is probably just a legend made up by a bard. ”

The sheriff was noncommittal and said, "Perhaps?" But I choose to believe - after all? This is the only plausible explanation, no one would kill a woman in this way. ”

He took out a white handkerchief, wiped the filth from his hands, and commanded, "Pass my orders? All police officers canceled their rest tonight? Search in groups of five, and in addition, immediately seek mage support from the council, if I guessed correctly, the current Silonia? There are a lot of monsters hidden. ”

...

The sheriff's guess was correct.

Because the bard in his mouth is in that werewolf manor at the moment.

His face was a little ugly at the moment: "Wolf cub? I haven't been able to contact the host since last night. ”

The well-dressed owner of the manor shook his glass a little playfully: "You mean that guy died at the hands of the Ancestral Werewolf?"

The bard shook his head: "I don't know? But the master must not be in a good condition, otherwise? He wouldn't turn me down. ”

The manor's expression became a little gloomy: "Hmph! Don't open your mouth, the master, shut up the master?" He was my master when he was strong? He deserves it when he's weak?"

He gulped down the red wine from his glass, the scarlet stain staining his delicately trimmed beard.

The bard took two steps back vigilantly: "What are you going to do?"

The owner of the manor sneered: "Don't be afraid, I won't make a move on you." I'm going to follow that Archaeopteryx, I've long had enough of that mongrel who was transformed from a human and became a satanic demon and rode on our necks to shit, and in terms of bloodline, he is no match for the Ancestral Werewolf!"

The bard didn't speak, but there was a lot of dissatisfaction with Chalotra in his expression.

They are also monsters of the third order of the middle sequence, in terms of rank, they are no worse than Chalotra, although their combat effectiveness is a lot worse, but they are not voluntarily subordinate to Chalotra.

"Haha, come with me, don't pretend to be as loyal as Ereda, if you're really that loyal to Chalotra, you won't give up last night. ”

The owner of the manor patted the bard on the shoulder: "You have already betrayed him once, and when he returns, you will have good fruit to eat?"

"What are you talking about?"

A cold and tyrannical low male voice sounded abruptly.

A man in a black cloak suddenly appeared in the house.

The master of the manor snorted, lay on the ground and respectfully stuck out his tongue: "My great master, you have finally returned." ”

Chalotra took off her cloak, revealing her scarred body: "Hehe, don't pretend to be crazy and stupid, I already know what kind of character you are." ”

"Yes, I'm in a weak state right now, and if you want to betray me, now is the right time. ”

Chalotra's fierce eyes swept over the bard and the lord of the manor, and the two demons, who were unruly and disloyal at heart, actually felt a trembling feeling at this moment.

"Don't dare to do it?"

Chalotra kicked away the manor lord lying at his feet, and snorted coldly, "Rubbish!"

The lord of the manor let out a canine whimper, and did not dare to resist at all.

He looked at the bard across from him, his figure flickering, and an arm as hard as steel grabbed his neck.

Chalotra lifted the bard alof, five snake heads drilled out of his shoulder, bulge, and hissed from his mouth: "You betrayed me once, I should have torn your soul to pieces and exiled to Endless Purgatory, but I give you a chance to atone for your sins - tonight, I will perform a ritual to destroy this city!"

The bard's face was a little pale.

Snort.

His face was torn open, revealing a small monster with eight thin sharp legs, resembling a spider, but in the center was a white flesh worm.

The little monster trembled and replied, "There will definitely be nothing wrong tonight, and I will ensure that I am responsible for the smooth progress of the ceremony." ”

"Hmph. ”

Charlotra let go of her hand and went straight into the bedroom.

As he closed the door, he sneered and said, "You can choose to betray me again at any time, but this time, I will not leave you with any mercy." ”

Bang –

The door is closed.

The lord of the manor climbed to his feet and looked at the bard.

There is both tyranny and unwillingness in his eyes, but also full of fear and jealousy.

Even if Chalotra fell into a weakened state, this satanic demon turned from a human was still too powerful.

This is not only a racial talent, but also a qualitative change caused by the strong accumulation that Chalotra has accumulated when she was a witcher.