Vol 9 Chapter 49: I will return

Vol 9 Chapter 49: I will return

Muddy marshes are all kinds of strange plants growing up. Some of them look like ordinary trees, their canopies cover the sun, but their roots are like humans. They have two legs covered with **** vines, and they sink into the mud. I do not know where to go, there are many similar creatures, each of which adds countless secretive and scary colors to the swamp.

Vicente is hiding behind a half-human-tall stone. The mud under his feet has the rare dryness of this area, and the nose is filled with a foul odor that makes people feel dizzy.

At this moment, he dared to sit on the ground, his eyes tremblingly looking forward. Above the black mud, a python with a thick bucket was swimming towards him, his eyes were like candlesticks, emitting With an unusual green light, the terrifying atmosphere keeps all the swamp creatures away from it.

Dealing with corpses all the year round, Vicente, who has begun to dissect recently, is not timid, but his reason is hard to resist the deterrent breath emitted by this extraordinary python. For ordinary people who are not even Knight Knights and Magic Apprentices, there is no power to get rid of them.

His legs were weak, his body trembling, his teeth creaking, and Vicente wanted to turn and run away, but he had no strength to stand, and could only watch the python close to himself.

He had never spent so long in the depths of the swamp in the past, often following a familiar road, carefully looking for special plants nearby, and then returned immediately, and this time, he has lived here for five days and picked along the way The fruits are almost finished, so naturally, one of the terrifying creatures in the depths of the swamp is also encountered.

The black python approached Vicente leisurely, as if preparing to enjoy today's lunch, and the distance gradually became shorter and shorter. Its strange skin covered with patterns and scales, and the stench in his mouth deeply imprinted in Vicente. Special mind.

维 When Vicente was desperate, the black python's front body suddenly stood upright, and the crimson tongue stretched with a circle of green streamers, and a pair of giant eyes stared at the muddy ground behind the stone.

After a few minutes, the black python turned around and fled!

Vicent watched this scene in disbelief, how did this terrible python escape? I haven't done anything!

After a long stay, Vicente's eyes projected into the mud behind the stone, and a sudden thought came to his mind: "Is the magic book I buried and the pale palm scaring the monster? But they are still there In the mud! "

Gradually, he had a conjecture that maybe the black python's senses were much stronger than himself and touched the "breath of death".

Perhaps, in its eyes, the stone side has become the underworld or hell!

Vicent recovered, struggling to resist the urge to dig out the magic book, and walked out of the swamp along the secret road he found.

After a long while, he hid quietly on the edge of the swamp, but there was no familiar mark on the trees.

"Is it so troublesome that the baron can't guarantee it?" Vicente thought frustrated, after all, being caught and desecrating the body before it came to fruition was standard evil behavior, even if he was not a magician, he would be tied up. Torture rack.

He sighed and decided to wait another five days, then returned to the swamp and collected food along the way.

Uh ...

"What? Shirley is dead?" Baron Brunzel looked at the night watchman in front of him as if he was still dreaming.

This night watchman has two huge eyes, a wide forehead, and a full mouth of canine teeth. When he is not talking, he gives a thick and honest impression. Once he speaks, the canine teeth are unusually ugly. So, seeing this picture Baron Lenzel was a nightmare.

疯 "Crazy Dog" drew a cross on his chest: "Yes, she died under divine art in order to keep the evil magician's secret."

"You are crazy, crazy! Actually torture her!" The baroness screamed first.

Baron Brunzel held the last sense, staring at the vigil humane: "That is to say, in fact, Shirley said nothing, that is, she was a pure believer before she died. You have no evidence! "

The anger in his chest was burning in flames, even if he was killed in front of the Cooks gate, the Grand Duke and all the nobles had to confirm this problem. The night watchmen of the church were crazy, and they must be suppressed and eradicated!

"Crazy Dog" drew a cross again: "The Lord told us that only the power of the devil can make her torture, nothing to confess, and only the power of the devil can let her die before the confession and keep a secret. , So your daughter is undoubtedly tempted by the devil and fallen, and has a connection with the magician. "

"Crazy, really mad ..." Hearing this strong word, Baron Brunzel became more and more unreal in the world, so that he did not growl, refute, or attack.

"Mad Dog" laughed aloud: "Based on this, we have reason to suspect that you are collusion with the magician, and you agree that Shirley married Vicente, this evil magician is proof, please return to the court with us, this is the Lord The will of the bishops is the order of the bishops. "

"What?" Baron Brunzel and his wife only felt the world fell, and the bad news of the only daughter's tragic death could not be digested in the future, and she even encountered a crazy night watchman.

The night watchman swarmed up and arrested the baroness and the baroness.

"No, let go, we are nobles!"

"We are nobles!"

Uh ...

In a villa in Gaocheng, Andrew and his two companions were stunned and listening to the report.

怎么 "How is that possible? How could Shirley die?"

"They have no evidence, so they arrested the Baron and his wife?"

"In the future, they can do the same to us ..."

The three men's faces were extremely pale, and their bodies trembled involuntarily. The "obituary" to Vicente by himself and others seemed to have led to a monster that was more terrifying than the devil, a night watchman named Pure Faith!

Uh ...

"Hum, their bones are not as hard as their daughter." The interrogator walked out with a shuddering smile.

"Has a good result?" "Mad Dog" asked urgently.

The interrogator nodded: "A few years ago, when the Battle of Alto was deadlocked, they secretly contacted a magician, but as the death lord was killed under the pope's crown, they broke the connection."

"Very well, this shows that our way of doing things against evil is very useful, and we dug out the hidden degenerates of the Baron couple." "Mad Dog" is very proud of his method of arresting and interrogating for evidence, he believes that he must wait for the vigil People have the most pious faith, and can directly identify the fallen without external evidence. Therefore, this style of doing things is most suitable for themselves and others. Of course, it is also easy to make credit.

The interrogator grinned, "I have long seen the swaying aristocracy displeased."

"Hang their daughter's body on the torture stand for a week to see if Vicente can be drawn out." "Mad Dog" sneered. "As for them, I think the executioner's hand can't wait."

Uh ...

Andrew Andrew paced back and forth in the hall anxiously, waiting for news from Cooks. His two companions were paralyzed on the sofa, totally unacceptable to such a situation.

"Master, there is news from the Cooks side to keep the nobles restrained." The steward came in panting.

Andrew stopped and collapsed to the sofa weakly: "I knew it, I knew ..."

I may not be able to see before, but when the night watchman captured the Baron couple, when they were furious, they discovered in horror that even all the nobles united, they could not compete with the church clergy and night watchmen!

Alas, the knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Who?" The housekeeper asked in amazement.

"I'm here to get my reward." "Mad Dog" appeared at the door.

Andrew and others jumped in shock: "You?"

怎么 "Why? Want to rely on the account?" "Mad Dog" face with a chilly smile.

"No, no, this is the final payment." Andrew took out a wallet full of Kintal.

"Mad Dog" threw a toss of money and weighed it: "Yes, sincerity."

Then he said with a smile: "Thank you very much for this time, Mr. Andrew, you let us understand our strength."

After he said that, he turned and left. Andrew stayed in a petrified position, and the open door blew through, leaving Andrew cool physically and mentally.

Uh ...

A few days later, Vicente dived out of the swamp again and found no mark.

"Is there any accident?" The more he thought about it, the more he worried, and decided to go back and take a look.

While it was night, he sneaked back to his village, and just as he was going to "kidnat" a child to ask him carefully, he suddenly heard two peasant women talking.

哎 "Hey, Shirley Little Chalk is so pitiful, I don't believe she was tempted and fallen by the devil ..." Under the propaganda of the church, even the peasant woman knows how to use written words to seduce the fallen.

"Yes, Shirley's little chalk sister is so gentle and kind, just like an angel, it's the **** Vicente who cheated her. Otherwise, she won't die in the tribunal, and she will be tied to the fire rack ... "Another peasant woman echoed.

Strangled, dead, Shirley is dead?

The news was like a sledgehammer hitting Vicente's brain, making him dizzy and almost fell out of his hiding place.

The conversation between the peasants and women made him understand what happened, a face became extremely pale, eyes had no expression, dangling, and went back to the swamp without knowing what else was outside.

He may be blessed by the goddess of luck, but he walked back to the depths of the swamp alive.

"No!" After a long time, a heartbreaking scream sounded in the swamp, more sorrowful than the lone wolf howling moon.

Vicent's face full of tears, the extreme spark of hatred revealed in his eyes, he lay on the ground, digging hard with both hands, blood leaked from the nail seam, stained red.

A few minutes later, two black covert books and a pale palm appeared in Vicente's hands the rest of his face had faded, leaving only numbness, despair and resentment .

Uh ...

"Did not come?" "Mad Dog" secretly looked at the corpse on the torture stand.

The "Tamer Master" laughed: "This simple trap is easy to see through, and the magician is very cunning."

"Poor girl, she takes affection so much." "Mad Dog" spread his hand.

The torture rack was used only to "purify" living people, so no body was burned.

Many people around me watched and cast aside these evil men who colluded with the devil and magician. Only a few people who knew Shirley secretly sighed, but did not dare to justify her.

In the crowd, a man with a "dark face" looked at Shirley's corpse with compassion, pity, and self-blame, then gritted his teeth, turned around, and walked towards the city gate without turning his head.

Out of the city gate, he suddenly took off the cross worn on his chest and held it tightly with his right hand, so that the tip pierced the palm and blood stained the surface.

He calmly inserted the cross on the wall next to the gate, and then walked towards the dimly distant distance unhurriedly.

I will return!

I will come back to resurrect you!

I will return with death and destruction! (To be continued "This text is provided by the breaking dawn update group @ 为 嗨 而 生". If you like this work, you are welcome to () vote for a recommendation, monthly ticket, your support is my greatest motivation.)