"Mr. Lane, we meet again." The male consultant in front of him bowed to him.
It was a man wearing a black suit and a black top hat. Ren knew him as a consultant to the Border family.
His voice became colder, and Ren said: "I have already rejected Mr. Bode's previous proposal. It doesn't matter how many times your people come again. The village guard only belongs to the village, not the private backyard of someone with ulterior motives. You go back
Well, tell Bode, this matter will be reported to the police again."
Feeling the momentum of the iceberg coming towards his face, the black-clothed consultant only felt a chill running down his spine and did not dare to say anything more. He turned around and walked towards the door. Bode specifically told him that he would only succeed and would definitely be reprimanded when he returned. He thought
The consultant here is not in a good mood: "Bou De will not give up. He already has a lot of power in the town. Think about it for yourself, what will be the consequences of not joining?"
"Yes!" Renn sneered and looked at a member of the escort team on the side: "See you off!"
The guard member had a cold face, grabbed the consultant's shoulders, and quickly sent him out of the management office.
"I don't know what's going on in this kingdom. The demons there haven't been completely suppressed yet, and there are signs that the demons are ready to make a move. Does the king allow these profiteers to make a fortune when the country is in crisis?" a member of the escort said angrily.
"In the past, those businessmen would have stayed away when they saw us swordsmen, but since the 'New Deal', they have danced on the tips of our swords from time to time and kicked our noses in our faces!"
The members of the escort team became more and more angry as they thought about it.
"Perhaps the kingdom needs the support of a group of businessmen. To launch a war abroad requires a lot of support from the treasury, and only businessmen can do it." Renn said helplessly: "In short, things at this level are beyond our control."
"Expect those greedy businessmen to save the country and save the people, unless the kingdom is sick and the people are crazy?"
…
On the way home from the village management office, Rosen kept one eye closed, because only in this way could he have two images in front of him at the same time.
When I closed my eyes, the scene at home continued to appear in my field of vision. The blood bat hung upside down on the roof beam, and my eyes followed Zeno's movements.
After dripping purple potion into the pot, Zeno tiptoed out of the kitchen like a thief. He climbed up to the second floor and took a look at Irene, who was already sleeping. A triumphant smile appeared on his face.
"Sleep, sleep, my beauty, we will be together soon." Zeno murmured a lewd voice softly.
Rosen saw the scene through the blood bat's vision. Although he couldn't hear what Zeno was muttering, Zeno's expression made Rosen feel sick.
"This guy is cooperating with Mede. What do they want to plan? This matter must be related to Irene, so we have to guard against it! The pot in the kitchen has been drugged. When you go back, clean it carefully."
After arriving home, Rosen went straight into the kitchen without saying a word. It was almost time to finish the meal. Eileen would wake up soon and he had to clean the pots in advance.
In the kitchen, Rosen picked up the bamboo brush placed next to the stone table, poured water into the pot and scrubbed it vigorously. He washed it more than ten times in a row, even cleaning the back three times to make sure there was no drug residue.
After that, he left the kitchen with confidence.
This scene was not seen by Zeno.
When leaving the kitchen, Rosen looked up and glanced at the blood bat hanging upside down on the roof beam. From this angle, it was well hidden. You couldn't tell there was anything there unless you looked carefully. Zeno probably didn't notice it.
Johnson and Ada continued to prepare the firewood that would be used in the next few days, while Jenny took the initiative to clean the dining table and the floor after seeing Rosen enter the kitchen to wash the pots. Zeno was sleeping on the second floor, and Eileen did not look.
When he arrived, he would be lazy whenever he could, which made Rosen look down on him.
Getting rid of Zeno as a threat as soon as possible is a responsibility to the entire family. Rosen thought about how to let Zeno enter the Black Forest and cause an accidental death. If Mede could be sent away along with it, that would be great.
While she was thinking about it, Irene had already woken up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. After the children finished their work, they all went to the second floor. Zeno was lying on the bed with his arms stretched lazily, his head resting on his pillow.
On his arm, he was talking vaguely in his sleep, and the small tent was already bulging. You didn't need to guess to know that he had an indescribable dream.
Rosen lay on his bed, closed his eyes, and controlled the blood bat to fly out with his mind.
The blood bat flew into the dusky sky, and from a bird's eye view, the layout of the entire village came into view.
Blood Bat looked along the street and caught a group of figures walking on the street. Med was leading his followers home. Med's father owned a mansion with an area of 2,000 square meters and marble walls.
The body is made of blue glazed bricks and tiles that are pieced together to form the eaves, and the pillars cut from marble are engraved with patterns of the battle between the sword master and the demons.
In the beautiful mansion, the Bode family lived. In the courtyard next to it was the wooden house where the long-term workers lived. Even the long-term workers of my family lived in a much better living environment than outside.
These followers of Mede are all the children of long-term workers. They have been Mede's followers since they were young. Their father also taught them to follow Mede's arrangements. Over time, they all became Mede's bodyguards.
Blood Bat quietly followed the group of people into the courtyard where the mansion was located, observing their every move. He saw that Mede and his followers did not enter the house, but took a rest on a bench in the green belt of the courtyard.
, they were talking about the content, and the sound reached the ears of the blood bat on the treetop nearby, and was transmitted back to Rosen.
"Boss, is there really a magic potion that can control people in this world?" A follower asked Med.
Magic potion?…
This was the first time Rosen heard about magic potion. He didn't know what it was. It was probably a kind of medicine that could control people. It was probably a very evil thing. The children of these wealthy families often mastered many novelties.
The amount of information that poor people don’t know.
"That kind of magic potion is very rare. It is extracted from a certain kind of demon that is good at controlling mental will. That kind of demon is called a succubus, hehe." There was a bit of an evil smile on Med's face: "
It’s the kind of succubus that accidentally sucks out a man’s essence and blood. The liquid extracted from the body is processed and made into a magic potion.”
"Succubus? Boss, is she the woman in the videotape you released last time?" Med's followers were all a little commotion. Previously, Master Med had taken out a roll of magic recording tape from somewhere, and what was recorded in it was
A scene of a battle between a first-level magic swordsman and a succubus. The first-level magic swordsman fell into the succubus's ways before he had even fought the succubus three times. He dropped the sword in his hand, took off his clothes, and plunged headlong into it.
Into the arms of the succubus.
When they watched this video, they thought it was Med who wanted them to gain experience and learn the fighting skills of magic swordsmen. However, they did not expect that within a few seconds of the video, everything changed. Only then did they know that their Master Med
The drunkard's intention is not to drink, but he is teaching them bad things.
That night, no one, including Mede himself, could get up from the ground. They all described themselves as haggard as if their essence and blood had been sucked dry by the succubus in the image through the screen.
"When I think about the succubus, I feel like I'm not good anymore. Even the widow next door doesn't feel so good when she takes a shower!" said one of the attendants, wiping the dripping flakes from the corner of his mouth.
"How about we practice again tonight? Whoever can't stand it first this time will be the puppy?" Med said with an evil smile.
"I can't stand it, boss. The scene is still vivid in my mind. I can't stand it just imagining it. I'm quitting."
"Okay, I won't make fun of you. What I want to say is that even a first-level magic swordsman can't resist the temptation of the succubus, let alone the extracted magic medicine. You can guess how powerful the medicine is.
Here we are." Med said.
These followers can't control themselves even if they watch an image through the screen, let alone the medicine developed from the liquid extracted from the succubus. This kind of magic medicine only needs one drop to make people drunken and sleepy.
"So, isn't it a loss for the boss to give such a precious magic potion to that guy Zeno for free this time?"
"Of course I want to keep this high-end potion for myself. You know, this kind of potion is best used on the opposite sex, but do I look like someone who needs a girlfriend?" Mede sneered.
.
He changes his girlfriend as diligently as he changes his clothes, and has long since lost interest in the opposite sex.
"So I don't have any use for this kind of thing. Of course, I once thought about using it to control the guard captain, but my father failed in this trick, and I probably won't succeed either, so this potion is really useless to me.
It’s useless, it’s better to buy Zeno cheaply, at least I can repay Johnson and the others for the humiliation they did to me.”
Looking at the scene beside the bench and listening to everyone's conversation, Rosen had goosebumps on his back.
He suddenly had some doubts. He had just washed the pot more than a dozen times. Was the potion really completely removed?
You must know that only one drop of this thing can control a person like the guard captain, which should not be underestimated!