"Confess sins?"

Mo Tan raised his eyebrows slightly, turned to look at the tall figure not far away who had just been brought into the main hall by Cole, and laughed with interest: "Oh, this matter really has nothing to do with you, the former Blood Wing.

It’s related to the family’s biochemistry consultant, which means... the reason why Liz is like this is entirely your responsibility, Mr. Hogg, right?”

"It's cholera, not Hog."

The tall alchemist who exuded a certain strange temperament slowly turned his hood towards Mo Tan, and said in his low and hoarse voice: "Traveler full of ominous aura, please be clear, Cholera Tazdingo

I have never served as your so-called biochemical consultant in the Bloodwing family. In fact, we just signed a not complicated contract. It was an equal deal. After all, as the apostle of Eternal Night, there is no way I can belong to

Anyone under his command, even though..."

"Although you are responsible for what the poor lady has become."

Mo Tan stood up, raised his arms grandly and pointed at Liz, who was standing behind the sofa, with a sad face: "Whether it is direct or indirect, whether it is an intentional mistake or an unintentional mistake, it is meaningless in the face of the results.

excuse, I think you should know this very well."

Liz also turned her emotionless dark red eyes to Cholera and said solemnly: "You should be responsible for Liz."

Mo Tan whistled, took steps silently, walked around the sofa and walked towards the tall figure of the alchemist who was still calm.

The latter was silent for a moment, slowly raised his face hidden under the hood, or rather the mask on his face, bowed slightly to Liz, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, no matter what the reason is, I

I have no intention of evading responsibility. In the name of the stars, I must admit that my research results have caused indelible harm to you, so I should do my best for your recovery."

Liz did not speak, but silently looked at the responsible alchemist and Mo Tan beside him, who had almost put his middle finger into his eye sockets.

"Very good, he is still a man."

Mo Tan retracted his middle finger at the moment when Cholera finished what he just said, and said with a smile: "Then I'll leave our maid's body to you."

"..."

Cholera was silent for a moment, and then slowly turned his head to look at Mo Tan. After a while, he nodded and said: "There must be a cause and a result. Will the dark night favor this young girl who survived the catastrophe? As his apostle? I am responsible for that.

Try your best to undo the harm she suffered."

Mo Tan nodded with a smile, patted Cholera on the shoulder and said with a smile: "That's good? I believe in the contractual spirit of you, the Dark Night Apostle."

What is worth mentioning? When Cholera just spoke, when he said the word 'apostle' to be precise? Mo Tan once again raised his middle finger and waved it right in front of the former's face? And there were two of them.

root.

Then he still put away his rough gestures the moment the other person finished speaking, and just patted the person on the shoulder as if it was nothing.

And Cholera didn't seem to see Mo Tan's two extremely arrogant middle fingers. He just took half a step back without leaving a trace, and said to Lesa in his thick nasal voice: "Then, please ask the countess to take this maid

Can you sort out the lady's physical condition in as much detail as possible? Send it to my temporary workshop before dusk."

"I will as soon as possible."

Lesa nodded slightly, and then said hesitantly: "But I think you can check Liz yourself. I think she will cooperate."

The person involved also nodded: "If you don't need to take off your clothes, Liz will cooperate."

"It doesn't have to be like this."

However, Cholera shook his head, turned around and walked out without looking back, and said with a high voice: "The stars are whispering in my ears? It will reveal the answer and point the way."

After getting along with each other for the past few days, Lesa already had a certain understanding of this alchemist who exuded a mysterious aura, so she just nodded silently without saying anything else.

But just because she doesn't say anything, it doesn't mean that others will follow suit and remain silent.

"I think? Mr. Cholera is unwilling to examine Liz personally? Apart from those nagging stars? Maybe there are other deeper reasons."

Mo Tan laughed, and suddenly rushed to the tall figure of Cholera, grabbed the latter's shoulders, and sneered: "Some shady reasons~"

Cholera's footsteps immediately stopped.

Leisha also raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Tan Mo, what do you mean..."

"I mean~"

Before Lesa could finish her words, Mo Tan pulled off Cholera's loose robe with a sudden force, and said with a ferocious smile: "Our dishonest Mr. Cholera seems to be hiding an interesting little secret.

~”

"I can not understand what you say."

After being torn off his cloak, he was only wearing a linen shirt and a pair of coarse trousers. Cholera suddenly turned his head to look at Mo Tan, and took half a step back calmly. The voice under the mask was low and thick:

"I must warn you, the ominous person, I..."

Poof!

The bright red blood splashed out. While Mo Tan stirred the dagger stabbed into Cholera's abdomen, he asked with an innocent and curious face: "What are you?"

"I……"

Puff! Puff!

The red knife left the body, then went in, and then came out again——

"What's wrong with you?"

Mo Tan, whose face was spattered with blood, blinked, his expression still innocent.

"you……"

Puff! Puff! Puff!

"I just want to prove my suspicion."

After stabbing Cholera three times in the heart, Mo Tan shrugged and said, "It turns out that I seemed to have guessed right."

Cholera fell silent.

Not far away, Leisha, Xiao Ai, and Cole, who unconditionally trusted Mo Tan, just stared at this scene blankly, with no intention of stepping forward to stop it.

【Could this person have been stabbed to death?】

The three of them just thought so in unison.

"Owner."

Only Liz looked at Mo Tan who was covered in blood with a calm face and tilted her head: "Are you finally completely crazy?"

"Actually, it's not that thorough."

Mo Tan smiled brightly, then slowly pulled out the dagger, stuck out his tongue and licked it in a perverted way, and narrowed his eyes with seeming enjoyment: "Sure enough, this does not taste like human blood."

Lesa, Cole, Xiao Ai, Liz:?

"Of course, it doesn't smell like dwarf blood, half-dragon blood, ogre blood, lizard blood, dwarf blood, or elf blood."

Mo Tan finished the second half of the sentence with a chuckle, then patted the strong body in front of him and said with a smile: "What? It's already reached this point, do you still plan to keep hiding it?"

His whole body was covered with fatal wounds, and the amount of bleeding that had reached the level of cholera that was fatal was still silent, without any signs of life.

"Okay~"

Mo Tan shrugged, sheathed the dagger, took out his ferocious-looking one-handed sword [Cerberus] with his backhand, and said with a smile: "In that case, I can only change to some props that are easier to achieve results. Let’s continue the conversation. Let’s agree in advance that this sword has a lot of messy effects. Although its lethality is only that much, it can definitely stimulate your senses very well.”

After saying that, he raised his sword without hesitation and aimed at Cholera's lower abdomen as if to stab him.

Then……

"Wait a minute!!"

A muffled scream suddenly sounded within Cholera's body. Yes, it didn't come from his masked head, but from his stomach like ventriloquism.

"I don't!"

Mo Tan, however, had a serious look on his face and said in a shocked voice, "Do you know how to cherish your life now? It's too late!"

Then he chopped off the opponent's head with a sword.

Lesa, Cole, Xiao Ai:???

Liz nodded: "Well, the master is indeed crazy."

After an uncomfortable silence...

"When did you find out?"

The decapitated Cholera staggered back half a step and let out a long sigh from his belly, startling Lesa and the others.

This is understandable, after all, even blood seekers with very tenacious vitality and some orcs with special bloodlines will never be able to continue talking after their heads are chopped off.

"I've had suspicions since we first met, but if I want to concretely confirm it, it should have been just now."

Mo Tan grinned and took back the [Cerber Hound] with a layer of plasma on it: "Although your second-rate remarks can indeed hide your slowness to a certain extent, the incongruity of being unable to speak and observe the situation at the same time is still there. too strong."

"I can't help it, I...I tend to get nervous easily..."

The voice in Cholera's stomach muffled and said feebly: "I'm really sorry."

"Hey, we're all our own people, there's no point in being sorry or not."

Mo Tan, who had just been stabbed all over with cholera and even cut off someone's head with a piece of cholera, laughed and suggested cheerfully: "Come out and have a chat?"

"You can talk about...anything."
To be continued...