"Damn, how dare he that little sin!"

Pompeid went back to his room in a rage, but the moment he stepped into the room, he couldn't help but snorted.

It ’s not because of the cold. Although the fireplace in the room is not lit, the aristocratic fur on his body is not only good-looking, let alone in the castle that is not cold, even if it is walking outside in the snow. Here.

What made him unable to bear a snoring was the cold, evil energy that pervaded the room.

Then he noticed that in the deep part of the room, a man in a black trench coat and a hood covering most of his face was sitting in his lounge chair with ease.

"Who!" Pompeid held his sabre impassively, and then asked with a deep voice.

The next moment, the green flames ignited in the fireplace, and the jumping tongue of fire even spread out of the fireplace, licking the surrounding wall tiles.

The miserable green light suddenly filled the room, with a faint smell of sulfur.

The door of the house closed without a wind, and it automatically locked with a click, making Pompeii nervous.

"It's been a long time, Master of the Fate family." Until this time, the other party slowly got up, using a standard, even a casual gesture toward Pompeii: "You seem to have recently encountered A little trouble. "

熟悉 The familiar hoarse voice made Pompedii involuntarily sink his face. It was the guy who kept in touch with himself with close eyes: "It's you? How did you get into the castle!"

"It's not important." The other hissed, and slowly approached Pompeid: "Don't you want something` `little things '' that can solve your current plight?"

"small things……"

Pompeide's expression shook slightly.

The other party took out a small bottle from his windbreaker while the iron was hot. The bottle was a glass bottle of poor quality. It contained a honey-like viscous liquid: "This is it."

At the same time, Pompeid also noticed that his opponent was wearing thick leather gloves.

With a windbreaker, hood, gloves, and looming leather jackets and leather pants, this guy just wrapped all his skin tightly.

"what is this?"

Pompeii asked alertly.

"Good thing." The other party did not directly answer Pompeid's question, but instead slyly changed the concept: "It can give you the power that ordinary people can't get in a lifetime, as long as you pour these into your mouth and mutter it, then Even a bishop of an ordinary church will not be your opponent. "

The hoarse voice seemed to be magical, and Pompeter's hand involuntarily took the little bottle.

"Yes, that's it. Accept this, and you will be able to take everything into your hands!" The other hissed with satisfaction.

But Pompeid's not so determined will still be the last resistance.

那么 "What's the price? What's the price!"

"There is only one price." The eyes of the other side and Pompeid matched: "Become our kind."

Pompeid is like an ice cave.

He had long suspected that the other party was not human, but until now he had completely determined this-it was a pair of pupils with black slits like reptiles, without any emotion or temperature, in the middle.

——Devil.

Somehow, Pompeid remembered the role that only appeared in the bedtime story that his father read to him when he was a kid.

That is absolutely evil and a character with great power.

Even the protagonist in the story often cannot kill the devil, and can only choose to exile it or follow the method left many years ago to reseal it.

"No, I refuse!"

For a long while, he seemed to be electrocuted and wanted to return the hot potion to the other person.

"Don't be afraid. After working together for so long, you should also be very clear that we will not force you to make this choice." The other party did not answer, but continued to say in a tone full of confusion: "You keep the potion first, think about it."

After I finished speaking, his body turned into black dust, dissipating in the air of the room, leaving only a silver mirror on the deck chair.

Then even the flames in the fireplace turned back to normal orange-red.

Pompeide looked at the potion in his hand and paced to the fireplace with a complex expression, as if he was considering whether to throw the potion into the fire and burn it.

At this time, the door of his room was knocked suddenly.

"Who!" Pompeii subconsciously carried the potion back into his pocket and asked aloud.

"Master is me, your guard captain." The people outside answered.

At the same time, Pompeid had already opened the door and saw the guard captain with a smile on his face, feeling annoyed for no reason: "What happened?"

"We found two prisoners sneaking into the child castle."

发现 "Discovered?" Pompedii frowned, and noticed something in the other person's words: "Not caught?"

"Well, they are trapped in the small concert hall, and other guards are arresting them, and there should be results soon." The guard captain answered honestly.

"What little concert hall?"

Pompeid swayed to that room, and the guard captain quickly followed.

As a result, before they entered the room, they heard a big voice shouting something, "Even if the sneak was discovered, they would never give up the dive task! Look at Xibei, this is how I sneak! [Strong benevolence]! "

Then when Pompeid and the captain of the guard came to the small concert hall ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, they saw a fat man with a whole body of blood smirking and chasing down the scattered guards, and there was a thin man beside him who didn't know why The tears flowed to the ground, shouting 'Brother Teshurop! ’, While still making up the knife for the person who was cut down by the fat man.

Naturally, they do not know that being strong is one of the core skills of the Sword Master [Battle Madness] in the early stages of the route. In short, it is to voluntarily explode blood continuously. The longer the time, the faster the blood will explode. Even if the nurse is behind, he will not be able to pull the blood line. It belongs to the skill of accidentally losing control.

Just looking at this scene, Pompeid twitched his soul and asked the captain of the guard: "Why did you tell me this is sneaking in? They almost knocked my guard down! Why are you just watching, Do you want to betray me! Don't hurry to stop them! Otherwise, the fat man will have to fight ten! "

The captain of the guard who was scolded by a dog **** hurried down to help him. His martial arts are very good, and he can be regarded as the chief knight level in other small noble families, so he has not been cut by the violent Tesuorop. Under the horse, although the other person was sprayed with personal blood showers, he finally died.

The remaining Xibei was naturally unsupportable. Under the beatings of the guards, the two guards desperately screamed 'Enough to be' and were also chopped to death.

Pompeide looked pale with horror at the terrible sight before him.

However, he didn't know that, while most of the defensive forces in the sub-castle turned to deal with the two invaders, a mage had taken the opportunity to sneak into his room and stole some correspondence ...