Shade had all kinds of alcohol on him, and the coroner also provided alcohol for disinfection in the autopsy room. Mr. Bernhardt gave the suggestion that "drinking together may make you more likely to get drunk." So the alcohol and disinfectant alcohol were mixed with each other.
After accepting the blessings of the two vampires, Shade swallowed them in one gulp.
For today's outsiders, the strength of one's physical fitness is not only reflected in his ability to easily punch through a wall with one punch, but also in his ability to control his own power.
Even if a high-level warlock has not specifically learned any thaumaturgy to enhance physical fitness, nor has he performed a ritual to permanently enhance his physical fitness, his power will far exceed that of ordinary humans. After all, a high-level magician is not a pure spellcasting profession. But Carina
High-level magicians like Miss would never crush a glass when picking up a wine glass in their daily lives. Those famous thirteen-level magicians do not need to use particularly strong spoons and knives when eating.
It is the embodiment of true power.
Of course, Shade can control his body in this way, so even if he hangs out with high-level witches in his bed, he never worries that the bed will collapse again. Just be careful not to be as crazy as that time. In short, controlling power and
Controlling the body's response to alcohol is a sign of qualified control of one's own body.
Therefore, after he drank the glass of very bad-colored wine, his face showed a distorted expression that was extremely difficult to describe in words in the eyes of Mr. Bernhardt and Mr. Albert. Shade shook his head, and then
The whole face started to turn red:
"I bet that what I swallowed just now is more violent than the fire in the center of the earth."
"Look at what he said, I bet he's drunk."
Mr. Bernhardt breathed a sigh of relief, and the coroner cautiously stretched out three fingers in front of Shade:
"What number is this?"
Shade, who felt a strange and slightly dizzy feeling, blinked:
"three."
"Great, let's start planning."
Miss Belindell has already marked out on the map the location where the vampire monster may appear tonight, which is the vast lower town on the west bank of the Taton River centered on Herring Street.
Shade put on the "drunkard's clothes" provided by Mr. Bernhardt and staggered into the "Barking Dog Tavern" on Herring Street at eight o'clock in the evening. Not long after, he was carrying a black bottle of Lang
Rum, and staggered out again.
At this time, he had already used illusions to disguise himself. Of course, Shade couldn't be stupid enough to pretend to be a noble lady in the lower city at such a late hour, so his appearance at this time looked more like "Prin."
The one-eyed Lady Anne Bonny in Seth's Trading Partners.
In order to prevent herself from getting into trouble because of her appearance, Shade also made slight adjustments to her specific appearance, striving to make the best disguise without causing trouble.
The coroner, Mr. Albert, was on duty tonight and therefore did not come with him. Only Mr. Bernhardt was in charge of responding far away. Shade also knew that the possibility of being attacked by the monster when he went out was very low, so he shook his head from
After coming out of the tavern, he leaned against a gas lamp pole by the roadside and pretended to be too drunk and needed a break.
Both vampires said that the smell of blood on Shade's current body could be spread through the wind, so Shade deliberately chose a position with a wind outlet. Feeling that he had stopped there, he carried the wine bottle and staggered toward the tower.
Walk towards the bank of the Don River.
[It’s nothing like just pretending to be drunk. Do you want to say something? 】
"She" asked with a gentle smile, so Shade started muttering things like "Why do I have no money" and "Those damn thieves". But after talking for a while, he felt that this did not seem like the reaction of a drunk person, so he
Then he turned to humming a Delarian ballad he had heard in a rather off-key voice. The lyrics were naturally made up casually. Shade hoped that he could express the vulgarity of a drunken bastard:
"A cat ran from a distance,
Meowing and staring at my jujube,
I said cat, do you like to eat birds?
If you don’t want to eat, catch fleas for me.”
【Some are too vulgar.】
"She" reminded somewhat angrily.
"Well sorry."
So Shade just hummed and hummed.
He soon came to the streets along the river. In response to the city hall's call to "save energy," the street lights along the river are now turned off intermittently. Therefore, the streets along the river at night look cooler than ever before.
Due to the darkness, people's worries about the current situation, and the rumors that "the Taton River is home to countless unlucky souls," when Shade came to this street, there was not even a single person on the street.
He staggered towards the railing by the river, and then he lay on the railing and made a sound of retching. His head drooped down, and he pretended to lie on the railing and fell asleep. Shade himself praised his performance in his heart.
Superb, but it's a pity that even after lying on the railing and "sleeping" for more than ten minutes, it didn't attract the target.
So he let out another long "hum" and pretended to be waking up from a dream. He looked around, picked up the bottle and walked along the street towards the south. As he walked, he said something that he couldn't even hear.
If you understand, it is also interspersed with criticism of the government and the royal family, as well as some desire to get rich suddenly.
After walking two hundred meters, Shade simply gave up on his feet and lay down directly on the stone bench by the river. His hands slowly climbed up the bench, covering his body like an insect's pupa.
On the bench. After lying down, he pulled out a crumpled newspaper from his pocket and covered himself. Then he curled up his legs and directly curled up on the bench and fell asleep. The newspaper was facing upward.
On that page, coincidentally, there was a picture of Margaret.
【I feel like you are very skilled at doing this kind of thing.】
"She" said in Shade's heart again. Shade kept his breathing with his eyes closed and tried hard not to disrupt his breathing rate:
"If I hadn't inherited the detective agency and just escaped, my original plan would have been to find a similar place to deal with it for one night. Why haven't I come yet?"
Shade, who was quite perseverant, lay on a bench along the river for more than an hour on this very low summer night. When it was close to ten o'clock in the evening, and his drunken feeling had long disappeared, some kind of
The strange feeling of being watched finally emerged.
Ring warlocks with high perception can easily detect the behavior of "looking", but at this time, Shade only felt the eyes staring at him suddenly, as if licking his skin. This feeling was quite uncomfortable.
Even if Shade tried to imagine this as little Mia licking goat's milk, he still had to control his body not to get goosebumps.
"What direction?"
[The distance is too far, please wait.]
He said to wait, but it only lasted a second.
[On the roof in the northeast, the target used illusion magic. I can’t see the specific appearance at the moment, but it is most likely the same person that you and the witch met in the alley last Sunday. 】
Shade was currently curled up, his face facing the direction of the Taton River, so the thing was staring at his back.
[The opponent moved and turned into a colony of bats. It entered the alley in the blind spot and walked out. It looked like a woman with blond hair and a high nose. 】
"Is it also an illusion?"
【No, transfiguration.】
The sound of high heels hitting the pavement was not concealed at all. The humanoid monster with "blond hair and a high nose" walked straight towards Shade. Shade, who was curled up on the bench, seemed to wake up in a daze after hearing the footsteps.
.
Before the woman came completely close, he sat up on the chair, still holding the black bottle of rum in his left hand.
"Ma'am, are you okay?"
The "woman" with blond hair and a high nose asked. Shade let the newspaper covering her body blow away in the wind and looked up at her. Then he had to admit that the other person was really good at deforming. She didn't look very beautiful.
, but very friendly.
"I'm fine, I'm just a little drunk."
As he spoke, he staggered and tried to stand up, and the humanoid monster naturally stretched out his hand to support Shade:
"I can't let you go back by yourself so late. Where do you live? Shall I take you back? Girls should help each other."
"I'm fine, I'm really fine. Well, I'm probably a little drunk."
The two of them walked together towards the alley with no lights at all when the woman appeared. At the moment when Shade's figure was completely obscured by the shadows in the alley, the "woman" who was originally supporting him turned her head and opened her mouth.
The flame of desire is kindled:
"My dear, you are so beautiful, I want to give you a kiss."
In the open mouth were the fangs of the vampire race, and it bit Shade's neck in one bite.
But after a soft sound, Shade exploded into a swarm of red butterflies on the spot. The "woman" who had bitten the empty piece opened her eyes wide in surprise, and then the black wine bottle exploded from its head, causing it to scream:
"Black blood!"
What was in the bottle was not rum, but another type of alcohol that smelled of blood. The alcohol stained the woman's skin, and the skin immediately began to fester and expose the flesh and blood tissue underneath the skin.
"Black blood" is a strange magic potion specially used to deal with vampires. It has only a small amount of toxicity to races other than vampires. In addition to "external use", you can also drink the magic potion to make your blood vessels contain several
Within hours, it has the toxic component of "black blood" to assassinate those vampire races who dare to suck blood.
The formula of this strange potion is strictly controlled by the [Vampire Order]. The finished potion this time is a support item sent to Mr. Bernhardt by Willendale.
The effect of this potion was even better than Shade thought. Although the blood-sucking monster summoned a gust of wind at the moment the bottle exploded, at least one third of the alcohol was blown away, but the remaining liquid was poured on it.
On the body, in just a few seconds, its flesh and blood collapsed in front of Sha De's eyes as if it melted.