Crane rode a scrawny old horse and played the banjo unskilledly.
He was wearing a rag robe favored by wanderers, a scarf on his head, and his waist and neck were covered with various talismans and trinkets.
It shakes and jingles, which is really nice.
This is the border between the Kingdom of Loen and the Republic of Intis.
Look into the distance.
You can see the Honakis Mountains hidden in thick fog all year round.
Klein remained calm and continued to sing a song that he didn't know where to adapt: "The night is her hair, the stars are her eyes, my favorite girl, bathing in the spring spring..."
At first glance it sounds quite artistic.
But considering the conservative atmosphere here in Loen, such crude words and clichés are actually similar to Shiba Mo.
However, no one cares.
Because the people traveling with him were all mercenaries who were rough and tumble.
The rough guys were whistling, but instead of feeling embarrassed, they all started coaxing Klein to sing some more "energetic songs."
Klein didn't tolerate them either, lazily raising three fingers.
What?
You still have to pay to listen to music!
That's okay~
Klein twitched his lips and continued to play the piano and sing.
At this moment, the mercenary leader drove over with a hearty smile on his face, "Brother Bertrand, do you want some water?"
Klein shook his head: "Don't bother, I have it here."
"Don't look outside." The mercenary leader tossed a water bag casually and said in a low voice: "I know you are extraordinary... When we get to the border, I may have to rely on you to take care of me."
The mercenary leader's name is Rami Tern. He accidentally took the 'criminal' potion and has a strong physique and extraordinary sensory abilities.
From the moment he saw Klein, he knew that he was no ordinary wanderer.
Klein fiddled with the strings and said calmly: "We'll talk about it then."
Lamy Tern did not force it, and after nodding, he returned to the mercenary team.
Klein stared at the water bag in his hand, his eyes flickering.
At the end, a smirk appeared on his lips.
"You asked for this."
…
Huangliu Town
——Run and Intis’s no-care zone.
There are too many mercenaries and adventurers gathered here.
It's a paradise for criminals and gangsters.
On the street, even children hold revolvers in their hands.
You chased me and played the gun battle game excitedly.
certainly.
If someone accidentally pulls the trigger, a bullet will actually be fired.
That's normal, it's no big deal.
Klein, Rami Tern and others entered the town, instantly attracting many malicious looks.
But after seeing Klein's shabby appearance, those greedy eyes disappeared again.
What's more, they even cursed on the roadside without any concealment: "Damn, he is another poor guy with no money or water."
Klein said he was extremely heartbroken.
What happened to the poor guy?
Poor people are also very cute.
He angrily thought that when he truly becomes a high-sequence extraordinary person, he must pay off his debts as soon as possible and rush to a well-off society as soon as possible...
"Brother Beltrand, come to the pub with us for a drink?" Rami Tern enthusiastically invited.
Klein waved his hand and refused, "No, no, I have something else to do."
After a pause, he added: "Just call me when you set off tomorrow. I'll wait for you at the entrance of the town."
"That's it."
Rami Tern was a little disappointed, but not too persistent.
After exchanging a few words, the two parties parted ways.
Klein looked at the mercenary leader's retreating back and gently scratched his eyebrows.
time flies.
It was midnight in the blink of an eye.
The ‘Yellow Willow Tavern’ is still lively.
Rami Tern is eighty percent drunk.
He held the wooden cup and stared dimly at the gaudy dance on the high platform.
Those girls are all tall and thick.
But, if I could touch it...
Ramy Tern took a swig of ale.
Suddenly, a one-eyed mercenary squeezed over and said mysteriously: "Boss, the singer has not left as expected. He is waiting for us on the ground floor at the entrance of the town."
"Okay, I get it." Lamy Tern was overjoyed, and even his drunkenness faded a bit.
He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Let's have fun by ourselves. We may not have such a good life when we arrive in Intis in a few days."
Saying that, he gave the younger brother a silver coin.
Loen's gold pounds and sulers are both paper currency. Although they have strong purchasing power, they are not easy to keep.
People like them, who are looking for work all over the world, love nothing more than real gold and silver.
Holding the silver coins, the one-eyed mercenary walked away with a smile.
Rami Tern was lost in thought.
When his confidant saw it, he couldn't help but said: "Boss, does the singer have a treasure?"
"Yes." Lamy Tern didn't hide it. "Not to mention those talismans and other bits and pieces, the guy himself is a treasure."
But the mercenary leader narrowed his eyes and said, "Extraordinary people, the extraordinary characteristics extracted after death are priceless things, and you can easily sell them for a lot of gold coins."
"Ah?" The confidant didn't know that there was such a thing, and opened his mouth in surprise.
Lamy Tern continued: "You have been with me for so many years, and you know how I got this ability. Recently, I feel that the potion is almost digested, and it is time to prepare for the next stage..."
Just talking.
A fat girl wearing scantily clad clothes came over and shook off the fat on her body.
Rami Tern laughed, threw some change in a dignified manner, and took the opportunity to wipe the gas.
Well, a rip-off in the literal sense.
After having fun until late at night, the mercenaries reluctantly returned to the simple hotel.
Forget about hot water or anything else, Lamy Tern washed his face with cold water, lay down on the bed without even taking off his shoes, and quickly fell asleep.
In the dream, he successfully killed Bertrand, exchanged the extraordinary characteristics extracted from him for a large sum of money, and bought the coveted 'Cold-Blooded' potion.
From then on, things went smoothly, and he took the position of governor of the Western Region of the Kingdom of Loen, married the daughter of a nobleman as his wife, and had countless lovers.
But the strange thing is that just when Rami Tern was imagining the lewd and incest scenes of being slept with together, the faces of those lovers suddenly changed into the fat ladies he had seen in the pub before.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He was so frightened that he instantly softened and woke up in a cold sweat.
"Oh shit!"
Taking a few deep breaths, Rami Tern couldn't help but curse secretly.
There is no harm without comparison.
It's actually okay to just look at the fat lady. He's not picky about food and can barely eat it.
But compared with the delicate lovers in the dream...
hiss--
Rami Tern had goosebumps all over his body.
I feel so disgusted in my heart.
Look out the window.
The night remains dark.
It should be a long time before dawn.
He simply stopped sleeping.
He went to the dirty and shabby bathroom to wash his face, and sat on the creaking wooden bed, thinking about his poisoning plan.
Rami Tern is self-aware.
Even though he was already at the peak of Sequence 9, he still didn't have much chance of winning against someone stronger than himself.
The most important thing is that he hasn't figured out Bertrand's true sequence yet, but judging from his performance these days, it shouldn't be an extraordinary way to be proficient in combat.
"With this vote, I will have capital even if I get it into Intis's hands." Rami Tern murmured to himself.
He reached into his coat pocket and wanted to take out a cigarette and smoke one.
But for some reason, just as he put his hand into a familiar pocket, his whole body suddenly jumped up from the bed as if he was electrocuted!
"What the hell!" Rami Tern ripped open his shirt as fast as he could in his life.
He actually felt a cold touch just now.
Sticky and smooth.
All in all, it definitely can’t be cigarettes!
Lamy Tern stared at the shirt thrown in the middle of the floor with great caution.
Swallowing, he felt a sudden change in his heart, raised his boots and stepped on them hard.
Bang bang bang!
I stamped my feet three times, but nothing happened.
Rami Tern breathed a sigh of relief and carefully opened his pocket.
In addition to half a pack of crushed cigarettes, there were only a few matches in his pocket.
"What are you doing?" Rami Tern held his forehead and smiled bitterly, "I haven't sobered up yet?"
Apart from being hungover, he couldn't think of any other reason.
Looking at the half pack of cigarettes with regret, Rami Tern thought for a moment and picked up the cigarettes.
It's a little flat, but it can still be smoked.
When you are away from home, save whatever you can.
Lighting a match casually, Rami Tern held a cigarette in his mouth and approached the burning flame.
The next second, the red flames seemed to be alive. With a roar, they crazily covered Rami Tern's hands!
The mercenary leader was so frightened that he screamed and threw the match away!
“There’s something wrong with this hotel!”
Fear is the most primitive instinct of human beings.
Even though Rami Tern was audacious and had done a lot of killing and stealing things, he still inevitably panicked when faced with a strange situation that he couldn't understand at all.
Without any time to think, he ran towards the door like a gust of wind.
However, just as he ran to the door, the ordinary wooden door suddenly turned into a bloody mouth. Rami Tern was so frightened that he backed away and fell to the ground.
The illusion lasted only a moment.
When he reacted, the wooden door was still the same wooden door, seemingly unchanged at all.
Rami Tern put his head in his hands, feeling like his spirit was about to collapse.
He didn't understand what was going on.
Haunted? Cursed?
He doesn't understand!
Blah blah blah...
In a daze, the faucet in the bathroom opened without anyone's intervention, and a lot of viscous liquid flowed out.
The smell of rust is everywhere.
Rami Tern, who licks blood from the edge of a knife, is all too familiar with this smell.
"Blood..." He turned his head stiffly, only to see a large amount of blood leaking from the crack in the closed door of the bathroom.
Rami Tern's breathing became more rapid.
As if possessed by some kind of magic, he staggered up and approached the door involuntarily.
Putting his hand on the rusty doorknob, Rami Tern felt as cold as dead skin.
Heaven and earth are silent.
Even the moonlight outside the window quietly disappeared.
Rami Tern's pupils dilated little by little, and with a violent gasp, he opened the door uncontrollably.
In an instant, blood poured out of the door like a tsunami, sweeping him all over!
"Ah!!!!" Rami Tern screamed.
But, there was no response.
He was like a small boat on the sea, submerged by the turbulent waves.
His vision darkened little by little, and Rami Tern thought that he might drown in this boundless sea of blood.
But there is no perfect path.
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands grabbed Rami Tern's shoulders.
The illusion dissipates.
Rami Tern was surprised to find that he had arrived at the entrance of the town.
"It's okay, it's okay."
A familiar voice reached my ears.
He raised his head and saw a face he was used to seeing these days.
"Mr. Bertrand?" Rami Tern said in shock.
The wandering bard Bertrand smiled gently and said, "Leader, who have you developed a grudge against that would actually plot against you like this?"
"Conspiracy?" repeated, the light of reason rekindled in Lamy Tern's eyes.
Yes.
I must have been plotted by an extraordinary person!
Fortunately, there are experts to help me.
Rami Tern looked at the bard Bertrand with gratitude, completely forgetting about his previous poisoning.
Bertrand smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, you were just affected by the nightmare. Everything before was fake and an illusion."
"Fake, yes, yes, it's all fake, it's all an illusion!" Rami Tern repeated the other person's words several times and rebuilt his psychological defense.
After all, he is a ‘criminal’ with countless lives on his hands.
After calming down, he could barely think clearly.
Bertrand said: "Don't be afraid, the enemy's ability has been destroyed by me."
With that said, he patted Lamy Tern on the shoulder, "Fortunately I'm here this time, otherwise you might be in trouble."
Rami Tern was so moved that he nodded repeatedly.
Bertrand smiled and took a water bag, "Okay, everything is over, let's drink some water."
Drink water?
You cannot drink this water!
Rami Tern opened his mouth, but finally forced a smile and said, "Thanks, brother, I'm not thirsty."
He did not say that there was a chronic poison in the water that he had administered.
Even if Bertrand saved him just now, the emotion would only last for a moment.
clam down.
He still insisted on his previous plan.
"If you're to blame, it's your bad luck that happened to meet a 'criminal' like me." Rami Tern thought to himself as he looked at Bertrand's ordinary face.
Bertrand asked again: "Do you want to drink this water?"
"I'm really not thirsty." Rami Tern waved his hand politely and changed the topic: "How about this, let's go to town and I buy you a drink?"
Hearing this, the bard opposite smiled strangely, "This is your choice."
As he spoke, his facial skin began to peel off bit by bit, exposing his tender muscles and teeth.
Then, the top of the bard's head split open like a blooming flower, revealing his white brain and the slender tentacles wriggling back and forth like red worms in his brain.
Rami Tern:!!!
There was no time to scream.
Slender tentacles penetrated his ear holes, nostrils and mouth.
Great fear came over me.
Rami Bane's heart was beating faster and faster, faster and faster.
Finally, it came to a sudden stop.
Gradually it lost its vitality.
real world.
Rami Tern died on the hotel bed with a distorted face.
At the entrance of the town, Klein opened his eyes and calmly wrapped his scarf.
Riding an old horse gradually blends into the night.