"Of course, I rushed over as soon as I saw your news. I hope you haven't been poisoned by that devil yet."
Reed smiled and joked, but Bertrand kept a straight face and had no intention of joking.
"Okay, let's get down to business."
Reed felt that it was not unreasonable for Bertrand not to receive the [Smiling Face to Welcome] medal. After all, he couldn't award that medal to Bertrand even if he wanted to.
Because it is a popular vote award, voted by the residents of Bandle City, and everyone in Bandle City prefers the usually kind yordle like Teemo. Bertrand has a bad face all day long.
, it would be really strange if people would be willing to vote for him.
Everyone respects his strength and contribution, so he can win all other awards, but if everyone doesn't like his character, they don't have to award him the [Smiling Face to Welcome] medal. This is how true-hearted the Yodel people are.
"Captain, that despicable devil cannot seduce me. Only lustful men will become her food."
Bertrand's face was very calm, but Reed wanted to laugh a little, because he and his badger bear were so similar, it was as if they were carved from the same mold. They really could be whatever kind of owner they were.
What kind of pet.
"I know you are not interested in human females, so have you found any traces of her?"
Reed suppressed his laughter and began to ask Bertrand about "Evelyn". If he laughed, Bertrand would definitely be angry. Although it wouldn't be anything bad, it would be somewhat disrespectful.
This old friend.
"It has been several days since she last ate. I think she must be looking for a new target. After all, the devil can never endure hunger for long."
Bertrand's investigation has already yielded some results. The last victim was discovered a few days ago. During this period, he has been hiding in the city. He did not find any Vastaya replacements.
There was no trace of the perpetrator, and no more victims were found.
"So that guy should strike again soon."
Reed understood what Bertrand meant, but it was not that helpful to them in finding Evelin. After all, this port city was not small in size, and there were too many men who could be Evelin's targets.
"Even she doesn't only target men. If she is really hungry, the devil doesn't mind tasting the pain of women. It's just that it's easier for men to seduce. After all, she has cut out a good skin for herself.
.”
Reed couldn't help but sigh, this kind of pursuit lasted for a long time, and it was really difficult for them to catch the demon hiding in the dark shadows, because the scope of their search was too large, and they were always being led everywhere.
"If she hasn't realized the danger yet, then we still have a chance. If she has discovered your traces, then she is probably far away from the city."
Reed pondered for a moment, but he didn't give up. After all, they still had a chance to catch Evelin here. Giving up without giving it a try was not his style.
"You have to believe in my ability, captain. Since I didn't find any trace of her, then she definitely didn't find me either."
Bertrand is very confident. As a veteran ranger of the Bandel Scout Group, his stealth tracking ability is very good, which is no worse than his frontal combat ability.
"I hope so."
Reed certainly believed in Bertrand's ability. After all, if it had to be said, Bertrand was already an elite ranger when Evelin began to become conscious. Bertrand's experience was comparable to Evelin's.
Much richer.
That young demon was caught by the tail several times by Reed and the scouts, which already showed that she was immature, at least compared to the yordles, she was still a little immature.
As night fell, Evelin's figure blended perfectly into the night. She walked leisurely on the lively streets of the port city, with a glimmer of light in her eyes, but only those with the most vicious eyes could notice it.
Groups of drunkards, sailors and prostitutes were talking on the street not far from her, innocently unaware that they were being watched by demons in the dark.
Evelin's eyes were fixed on a man lying in the gutter, with a bottle of beet wine dangling in his hand. If it were normal, she wouldn't even be able to look at a man with this appearance.
Will take a look.
But she had not eaten for several days now, and she found that she was so desperate that she was seriously considering it. Although it was only for a moment, she was really considering whether to eat this man, because it would be easy to do so. She
Just take him into a random alley, away from bright lights.
"Damn yordles."
Evelin cursed. If she hadn't been hunted by the Yodels, she wouldn't have needed to hunt so carefully. Seeing a cockroach crawling across the drunk man's face in front of her, Evelin decisively abandoned the target.
This drunkard was so drunk that his whole body was numb. Such a walking zombie could not give her pleasure at all, because she might even need to peel off his entire arm to make him scream. This kind of prey could not give her any pleasure at all.
Not worth her time.
Evelyn continued forward, gliding gently through the shadows of the port city. She passed two other drunks, passed a beggar who was begging, and passed a couple who were bickering. She could not hide the disgust on her face.
None of these people can lift Evelin's appetite. Harming these people is like picking off withered petals. She would rather pick out tall and strong daisies for herself, because only flowers like that will be picked.
It brings her the greatest satisfaction at all times.
Evelin prefers to eat the pain she has created herself, rather than tasting the pain that those people themselves are experiencing. Those pains will greatly destroy her eating experience.
"Human beings are too fragile, their desires are too narrow, the time they can use to play is too short, and their pain is always fleeting, and the clear soup is watery and can barely be counted as a meal."
Evelin wanted the pain of another creature more than humans, and she thought about it day and night.
She longed to catch the yordle with black and white fur. She wanted to torture him severely, feeling every stab, every bite, every bit of flesh and blood gouged out by sharp claws. That scene...
Just thinking about it in her mind made her so happy that she couldn't breathe.