Before Count Piggy could react, the bat had already passed and was ready to leave, leaving Count Piggy without even having time to ask questions. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that the bat had already grasped the doorknob, Earl Fat Pig hurriedly shouted to the bat, and he felt that if he let the bat leave so inexplicably, he would definitely die of depression.

Hearing this, the bat stood still, turned his head to look at Count Fat Pig, and smiled chally.

"Even if we have some competition, we are still partners in the big picture, is there anything wrong with helping partners?"

The Fat Pig Count couldn't help but tremble when he heard this, and the bat's words touched him greatly, especially on the premise of knowing the bat's dark, dark, lewd, and trivial nature, he couldn't imagine that these words would come from the mouth of this stingy man with little weight. Moreover, this kind of performance is simply perfect, if it weren't for the fact that the bat even had his lines and posture ready, Count Fat Pig would have thought that this guy would really leave without saying a word.

But then again, the bat's behavior of forcibly playing handsome with a grimace feels so painful to watch, should you remind him?

In the end, Count Fat Pig didn't have a chance to speak, because the bat had already taken the lead before he could say it.

The eyes are slightly narrowed, and the corners of the mouth are hooked at a gentle angle, this is the smile that the bat learned from Einstein and Charlotte, well, the low-profile version.

"I'll hide it from you, Lord Einstein, but you'll have to deal with it yourself, okay?"

Count Fat Pig felt that he should not disturb the interest of the bats at this time, and that he should be happy.

“...... No problem. ”

I don't know if I heard the lack of confidence in Earl Fat Pig's tone, and the bat played more energetically.

"I don't think I need to remind you how important this matter is, if it fails, not to mention what your situation will be in this country, Lord Einstein will never spare you, of course, including the two princesses you picked up. ”

As for what kind of unforgiving method is, it doesn't take the bat to say too clearly, and the Fat Pig Count knows what it is, and it is nothing more than three results - to live to be punished, to die, and to live is better than to die.

This time, probably because what he wanted to say was really finished, the bat quickly left, leaving Count Fat Pig alone in the room to think quietly.

As the bat said, if there is no problem in this matter, then Einstein, who only asks for the result, will not embarrass himself, but if he fails, he may still escape, but the two princesses are destined to be doomed.

“...... I can't go on like this. ”

Even so, Earl Fat Pig has no good way, and the only thing he can do now is to complain about what he used to do stupidly, and take one step at a time.

After taking the two princesses to a dark room underground and leaving enough food to eat for several days, Count Fat Pig left. Although this is also a kind of imprisonment, it is much better than the real imprisonment, there is no need to worry about starvation, the living environment is acceptable, and the most important thing is to avoid the danger of life, and what is lost is only the range of activities that is not even considered freedom.

"It's actually just house arrest, isn't it?"

The Fat Pig Count had a subtle sneer on his face, laughing at himself for lightening the burden of faith through such an inconsequential play on words, and he could only say that he was really too frightened.

This concern was entirely warranted, for even if Count Fat Pig had tried his best to find a solution, it would still be too flawed.

Because he had to bring food to the two princesses on a regular basis, the Earl of Fat Pig had to go in and out of the manor frequently, and no matter how careful he was, he couldn't hide it from all the people who cared about it.

“...... But it's safer than going in and out of the manor suspiciously, isn't it?"

In the end, Earl Fat Pig still chose the juice plan, mainly because this plan is more feasible, as long as the management is done well to avoid anyone from touching the main house, then he is safe, and as long as the juice produced is good enough, he can please the eldest lady, which is another benefit.

The coachman's body and Yum's body were buried by the Fat Pig Count in a small grove opposite the manor to the royal capital, and the coachman naturally needless to say, Yum was a nobleman after all, and his disappearance was much easier to deal with than his corpse.

When the fat body of the fat Count Pig had left the grove in the carriage, there was a slight noise from the dead earth where the corpses were buried. It would have been easy to ignore or ignore the sound, but after the sound had passed, there was a more violent tremor, like something wriggling beneath the ground, and soon the refilled part of the soil was pried open at once.

Out of the earth was Yum, who was supposed to be killed by Count Fat Pig, and the young nobleman was stiff at this time, as if his stiff body had been forcibly moved after death.

When leaving the manor after arranging for the two princesses, Count Fat Pig decisively broke Yum's neck in a panicked expression, which is undoubted, and Count Fat Pig was not careless enough to treat Yum as if he were dead without checking whether he was alive or dead, that is, Count Fat Pig had indeed killed Yum.

Why, then, did the person who should have died move again? Of course, not because of the resurrection or resurrection of the corpse, but because of the worm that didn't get into the brain completely from Yum's ear.

After the familiar worm had completely burrowed into his brain, Yum's movements became sharper, but he still did not look like a human, his face was glazed with a fierce look, and the first thing he did was to burrow into the pit again, and in a short time another corpse was turned out of the pit - the body of the coachman.

Yum dragged the corpse out of the pit with a simple purpose, just to make the dead human serve the most basic purpose of living beings - food.

Gnawing at the corpse with his not-so-sharp teeth, Yum's teeth were not the first time that they had been torn off by pliable muscles due to excessive force, but within a few minutes, new teeth would appear in his mouth, and with each regeneration, his teeth would grow stronger and sharper.

In addition, the worms in the brain are also eating away at the brain that has long since died, and then gradually along the brain to the rest of Yum's body.