Located between Ibiza and Inni Heights, a weirdo has recently appeared in a small town called Kitts.

The strange man is in his clothes. It is obviously the hot summer now, but he wraps himself tightly every time he goes out and always likes to wear a cloak.

At the same time, he walked slowly. He looked like a middle-aged man, but he looked like a decadent old man.

He spoke even more hoarse and deep, as if there was a mouthful of phlegm in his throat, muttering and whispering. People with a little bit of hearing may not be able to tell whether he was talking or breathing.

Some townsmen speculated that he might be a monster disguised, and even when the monster first came to the town, he ran to the church in the town to report.

As a result, the garrison priest went to the weirdo's house for a while and found nothing wrong, so the matter was settled.

But even so, no one in the town wants to have more contact with weirdos.

The only person who had had many contacts with him was an old widow who was hired to clean the house every day.

But if the weirdo hadn't paid a high salary, the old widow wouldn't have been willing to do this.

First, the rumors about strangers in the town are not very good, and second, this weirdo named Gort always has an unpleasant odor on his body, which makes people feel uncomfortable when they get close.

So the old widow was very fast every time she went to clean the sanitation and rarely talked to strangers, making her seem unwilling to stay for a second.

The weirdo was not displeased with this. Every time the old widow came to her, she could get a friendly smile, as if the weirdo kept a happy and good mood every day.

But early this morning, when the old widow came again with a broom, she found that the weird guy who opened the door had a strange expression, even as if he hadn't woken up, full of daze.

"Have you encountered any difficulties?" the old widow asked kindly.

"It's not your business." The weirdo replied coldly, his attitude was completely different from the past, and his voice was deeper than usual.

"You don't need to deal with hygiene today, you can go back first."

The old widow left in disappointment after hearing this, too lazy to think about why this person's attitude changed drastically.

Therefore, she did not realize that when she turned around and walked back, the expression on the weirdo's face had turned into a kind of panic, even despair.

If someone can discover the situation in the room, it will be strange to find that the object of the monster's despair is not a beast or even a terrifying alien monster, but a parrot.

A small and delicate parrot with green feathers.

The parrot was squatting in the monster's house facing a narrow wooden window in the back garden. The narrow window was not high and the parrot was not big. The weirdo walked back was enough to look down at the other person.

However, the weirdo himself did not dare to do this at all. It was still two meters away, and he was already kneeling on the floor with his head pressing down very low.

"Have sent her away, master."

"I'm very relieved that you didn't take the opportunity to escape."

The parrot looked at him quietly, his mouth was not open, but a gentle and magnetic sound came from, as if a kind elder was expressing appreciation to the child.

However, this was heard by the strange man, but it seemed to be more intimidating than facing the spear that was stabbed, which made the panic on his face look even more serious.

"Listen to my explanation, Master, I didn't do this intentionally. It was a total accident, yes, an accident..."

It seemed too nervous. When he spoke, the pale skin on his face unconsciously cracked, and then it fell off one by one with pus falling off, revealing his bloody teeth and upper jaw.

But the parties involved chose to ignore this, or he did not dare to make any other moves in front of the parrot, and only dared to complain in his mouth.

"My lover was brutally killed. I went to the suspect to find the facts. Who knew that he claimed on the surface that he was innocent and wanted to find the real murderer with me, but on the way back to the monastery, he set up a trap..."

The parrot did not respond when he heard this, but tilted his head to look at the weird guy kneeling not far away, as if he was thinking, and even looked a little cute.

However, with its dark pair of strange eyes that seemed to flow out of black ink at any time, it felt inexplicably terrifying and even terrifying.

Therefore, the weirdo's next words became a little stuttering.

"I, I suspect that he heard about the massacre of Amos Monastery in advance, so he was afraid that after I went back, I would be investigated by the church, and then confessed the matter between us, and then intercepted me halfway..."

He said, carefully raising his head, showing a flattering smile, and letting his lower jaw bones fall to the ground with blood.

"Fortunately, I told my illegitimate son before leaving. I think maybe he has opened the seal for you and for you?"

"He's a good boy." The parrot replied with relief.

"You are a good servant, Boswell, in order not to delay my affairs, he arranged for his son to contact me. However, if you don't listen to your explanation, I would think you are pushing your illegitimate child as a substitute in order to break away from the transaction between us, and then pretend to die and escape."

"I...I..."

The strange man was very panicked when he heard this, as if his thoughts were exposed.

"I didn't think so. Master, please believe me, I definitely didn't think so! I, I don't know why I could survive in this skeleton after being killed. Then... I suddenly came to life that day, and I don't know why..."

As he spoke, the skin on his face began to slowly fall off, and at the same time, the originally decent robe on his body became more and more bloated and moist, as if the whole person was gradually shaking as the body trembled when he knelt on the ground.

The fishy smell in the room increased as a result, as if the rotten smell that had been covered in the sealed container for a long time was suddenly released. If a normal person was here, he might vomit on the spot.

However, both sides have not been affected by this.

It can even be said that in this increasingly corrosive environment, a black-eyed parrot and a necromancer with true faces brought a more terrifying atmosphere to this place.

The trembling of the dead continued, and he was making a difficult decision in his mouth, while the strange bird stared at the other party with interest and did not speak for a long time.

It did not nod until the black hair on the weirdo's forehead dropped onto the wooden floor with a snap and a scalp.

"Then show it to me, Boswell."

The weird man was shocked when he heard this, then raised his eyes and asked carefully, "Master, how should I prove it?"

"Your enemy is on the way to Neham."

"I'll kill him now!"

"No."

The parrot said meaningfully: "Fighting and killing is not an interesting thing, your revenge should be more profound."

More in-depth...

The strange man was stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly thought of something, and opened his mouth wide in horror.
Chapter completed!