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Chapter One and Three
The person in charge was stupid, and yes, he was suddenly caught by a dog. Not everyone can adjust it immediately.
He was speechless, and suddenly saw the saint smile slightly.
"Just kidding, the headquarter has already paid the relevant expenses."
"..." The brain of the person in charge is working hard, he doesn't know what to say now.
"A little lively joke, I hope you don't take it to heart. I have always been a person with a great sense of humor."
"..."
This is not a sense of humor!
The person in charge felt as if he had been played.
"Don't say useless words." The saint moved away from the subject, "Please take us to see the unfortunate deceased in the accident. Has the autopsy report come out? Where is the dark creature currently? We have a headquarters with meticulous attention. Psychological doctors trained for dark creatures, as well as dark creatures with active and lively characters, may be able to play some role."
He directly classified the incident as an "accident" and guessed that the corpse and the dark creatures involved should not have been transferred yet.
The person in charge agreed very simply, but felt a little upset in his heart. He didn't expect that the people from the headquarters would come so quickly. The bodies of the deceased had not been incinerated. Fortunately, their methods were extremely concealed and the evidence had been destroyed. Even the people in the headquarters could not see anything.
"Of course it can." The person in charge replied, but his eyes were cast on me and Crawvenson in the group. "You two will take a break in a special area, right?"
After all, dark creatures are psychologically fragile, and this kind of scene should be avoided.
"No, we are together." To the person in charge's expectation, I said quietly. There was no smile on his face, the talisman was tilted to cover one eye, and the expression in the eyes made the person in charge tremble inexplicably. It was incredible. The person in charge had never seen such a courageous look on the face of a dark creature. In his cognition, dark creatures were fragile, helpless, and even fearful.
I gave him the feeling like a determined human or other light race.
The person in charge hesitated, he looked at Ruzius and tried to get the saint to stop it. However, the other party looked at him in confusion. Soon, the confusion became a sudden change, and then he did not agree.
The person in charge felt that he was going to suffer a mental attack again.
"Does your expression... discriminate against dark creatures?"
No, no, no! Although the plan of the temple is to suppress the dark creatures, the dark creatures are still protected until the plan is successful! This big hat must not be buckled on his head!
The person in charge repeatedly denied it, and almost thumped his chest, and the saint accepted his explanation with a slightly reluctant expression.
principal:"……"
He was afraid that this resuscitator would put on a big hat and no longer delay, he immediately took them to see the dead body still parked in the branch.
The person in charge's confidence is well-founded, at least through magic, Ruzius did not detect any abnormalities. He is not anxious, magic is more sensitive in the related field of elements, and the other party may know this, so he deliberately avoided it. Fortunately, they came early, otherwise they would lose a very important source of clues when the body was burned.
After checking, Ruzius backed up and let me come forward. I did not show any expression of fear. I have experienced the northern front, and he has actually seen some bloodshed and death. When facing the corpse, his emotions were very stable. He gave a slight tribute to the corpse, and a glimmer of mental power had already climbed up.
The breath of life has disappeared, and there is nothing strange, just a corpse. Speaking of it, most of the people sent by the Southeast Division to the headquarters are infected with the worms, showing a state where two beings share a body. I thought that the situation would be more serious when I arrived at the branch, but I didn’t expect to walk along the way. He hadn't noticed any abnormality in life level.
This in itself is a very strange thing.
"This is a death report, can you see what's wrong?" The person in charge handed a written report. The cause of the staff member’s death was determined to be hemorrhage and internal organ damage. It was a nightmare attacking him. The unicorn was born with dark elements. It is the destructive effect of these elements that the wound has been unable to heal or even continue to expand. Eventually caused the death of the staff.
The report is impeccable. After seeing the dead and the report, the person in charge took them to see the nightmare that caused the death.
Nightmares are considered to be intellectual creatures. They don’t have a human form. They look like the reverse side of a unicorn. The four hooves and mane are burning with black flames. They were widely distributed thousands of years ago, and they were successfully reduced to a rare species. . The Southeast Division has the largest number of nightmares, and there are many nightmares in external propaganda, but Ruzius has not forgotten what he has experienced on the northern front.
The nightmare horns and black flames on Delvi's head that did not belong to her, there were hundreds of nightmare horns embedded in the inner wall of the mine...the water in the southeast branch was deep.
Arecio in his pocket moved slightly, as if he was also reminding him that Ruzius patted his pocket without a trace to show that he knew it, and then looked up at the nightmare that was kept alone in the semi-outdoor quiet room.
Even if it had committed a serious mistake that caused death, on the surface, the Southeast Division was still too good to be a nightmare. Although this room was temporarily vacated, one of the walls has been dismantled. The nightmare can see the green pastures outside from here. The food supply is still excellent. There are even more staff to serve it, showing that it is right everywhere. The heart of dark creatures.
"This is a nightmare, Brendan," the person in charge said in a low voice, "Although I have been a little irritable, I have never done anything hurtful before, but before..."
While talking, the nightmare in the quiet room started to agitate when he saw people coming outside. He bowed his head to the person in charge, not showing weakness, but showing the sharp horn on his head. In the previous news, it was this horn that took the life of the innocent person. The person in charge immediately took a few steps back with a pale complexion, with a huge psychological shadow, but Ruzius keenly discovered the camera that had been operating since just now.
In other words, their current experience may turn into new social news at night.
"Try not to get closer. If you have any words, you can ask further." The person in charge persuaded, "Of course, after the incident, Brendan has not responded to others for a long time. We have tried psychological counseling, but..."
The nightmare in the room began to pace anxiously, his eyes fixed on the person in charge, shooting out endless hatred. If there weren't barriers, and the person in charge was protected by special soldiers, he might have rushed over and penetrated at an angle. The other party!
"It's horrible... It's horrible..." The person in charge shivered slightly, and the camera fully captured his reaction.
It's fun to watch people acting, but Ruzius doesn't plan to continue watching. He motioned to the staff on the side to open the fence and he wanted to go in and get close to the nightmare. The person in charge tried to persuade him, but his wish was decided, and the person in charge had to obey.
The saint walked into the room slowly, the nightmare finally no longer focused on the person in charge, he turned his eyes and saw the saint. At that moment, the holy platinum hue was reflected in the eyes with thick and long eyelashes, the pupils of the nightmare began to shrink violently, and some memories of nightmares began to flash in his mind!
Temple-the color of the temple! ! !
I almost yelled outside the room! He watched the nightmare suddenly raise his front hoofs, and then bowed his head deeply, the unicorn shining with a sharp cold light. Heiyan was probably blocked by some device, and even if the nightmare was extremely excited, he still didn't ignite, but he still had a unicorn! A single horn enough to kill people!
The staff cried out, and the person in charge felt his hands clasped together. He watched the nightmare attack the saint without blinking. The news that came out was much better than his own acting! It is best that the resuscitator from this department can still be injured, so that it will undoubtedly be more dangerous to the dark creatures!
However, the sage only moved his eyes slightly, and he raised his hand, seeming to hold the horn that nightmare stabbed him extremely softly.
It really can be called "gentle", and the saint even showed a faint polite smile.
"Like me so?"
"...?"
Nightmare shook his head vigorously under his hands, but the huge force from the horns made his swing not so big, it looked more like a shy shy. He didn't realize this, he was still trying to move his head, trying to attack this person.
Ruzius's courteous smile faded. He had never had much patience for everything except Areciou. So he added a little bit of strength to his hands, but just a little bit, Nightmare's head couldn't move at all, and even his four hooves began to tremble slightly.
Ruzius turned his head happily and said to the person in charge:
"I really didn't expect that the dark creatures in your branch would love me so much, because in the headquarters, many dark creatures would avoid me." As he said, he lowered his eyes slightly, although he still didn't have much expression, it made people feel It seems a bit lost.
principal:"……"
The hoofs of the nightmare are shaking!
He can be regarded as seeing the ability of this resuscitator to open his eyes and talk nonsense outside of his strong strength. He clearly pressed the nightmare on his head with one hand, and he could still say that he was liked, and the person in charge continued to ferment and hurt others. The intention of lethal news is temporarily shelved.
"By the way, take a picture. Will you post it on the official website later?" The saint said calmly. He took out a small fluffy bat from his pocket. The person in charge recognized it. It was given to them in batches. The kind of mascot of the branch.
The saint put the little bat doll on top of the nightmare, and then let go. The weird thing is that the nightmare is actually like when he is controlled, with his head down and motionless.
The person in charge was puzzled and knew that there was no breaking news today, so he hurriedly took a photo, and after showing the relatively docile side of the hurting dark creatures, the weather was getting late, so he told the visiting staff Arrange board and lodging.
Crawvenson approached him on this matter, and the person in charge was a little surprised at the participation of the dark creatures, and did not notice that the saint had fallen to the end of the pedestrian.
Arecio was put back in his pocket long ago, and Ruzius was unwilling to be lonely, rubbing his belly in his pocket, and even getting two paws.
[As soon as you go up, he won't move. 】
That is. Arecio thought triumphantly, this is his power!
[Is this fat? 】
【……】
The person in charge informed Crawvenson and the others about a round of food and lodging, and returned to look for the saint, for fear that the other party would engage in moths. He found the saint at the end of the team, and the saint was following unhurriedly, with...no, a bat doll in his hand.
principal:"???"
"Fun?" Ruzius' smile faded a little when facing him.
Not! What's so fun? Doesn't it hurt to hang up? This this looks like being bitten...
"I kept this for myself, some new features, are they cute?"
"..."
The person in charge once again felt that this resuscitator might not have any disease!