It's not cruel to take lives, it's cruel that you have to have mercy on them.

- Broken

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Savage Secret Realm.

Sa'er sat on a dry stump with the "Lettuce Girl" – her puppet – while the others sat on the grass and the trunk. It wasn't that she was treated favorably because she was young, but because she was injured again—she was hit by a beetle-armored beast this morning.

She looked at the splint on her calf and felt that she was really useless. The armor beast is an omnivorous monster with a docile temperament, but it was injured by this kind of thing. But the facts are in front of you: her strength is not enough to fully exert the strength of "Lettuce Girl", and [Black Hair Entanglement] has no way to restrain the armored beast that launched [Rush].

Boss Armani crouched to the side, muttering something in his small notebook. Suo'er knew that he was keeping accounts. According to the practice of the "Si Le Bing" mercenary group, Suo'er's medicine and meal expenses will be deducted from her contribution to the team. The props and gold coins that burst out in the battle are the most intuitive team contributions, but unfortunately Suo'er's combat effectiveness is low, and the team contribution has always been at the bottom, so you can only owe it on credit.

"By now, you owe thirty-five silver coins. You have to make up the money within a week. If you can't, I'm sorry, I'll think you're not a good fit for our team, and I'll ask your dad for money in addition to asking you to leave. Boss Armani put away the notebook and said to Suo'er: "Even if I pity you without blame and let you mix in 'Si Lebing', I will not be soft." ”

Su'er hates this miser very much, to the point where she doesn't show weakness in front of the other party. She just lowered her head, calculating how many things she needed to be worth thirty-five silver coins, and the prices of various props flew through her mind. She didn't realize that a princess learning to compare prices was already a kind of growth.

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Snow City.

After contacting Saramonroe's people and setting a time for negotiation, Love, the necromantic expert, slowly wandered into Starmack's tavern. He is an idler, and it is his freedom to play wherever he wants.

"Luo, you're here!" Shouting Love's nickname, the Necromantic Butcher walked out of the back kitchen with a bone cleaver, and it was really the first person to arrive.

Love hurriedly raised his hands: "Hey, I have to make one thing clear - I can't see through the hero's mind." ”

"Say what?" Starmack slowed down in a daze.

Love grimaced: "I swear in the name of the god of souls, really. Can you put that knife down? I'm so scared. ”

Starmack suddenly realized, laughed and put the knife on the table beside him, and wiped his greasy hands with his apron: "What are you afraid of when you die once?" Then he rushed up and gave Love a hug. Love didn't seem to be used to such a rough way of intimacy, and his body stiffened.

"What were you doing?"

"Your Majesty sent me a recipe for making wine on the 'Huaxia' mainland, which is very interesting, it is a medicinal wine made from people and medicinal herbs. I thought about it and decided that this sake could be sold as a signature drink, so I started brewing it. ”

"Oh? Can I take a tour? ”

"Yes!"

The two of them went into the back kitchen. There was a disheveled human girl lying in the kitchen, and Love looked sideways, and Starmack quickly explained, "I didn't do anything." It was sent by the blood elves, and I heard that she had cheated a rich man out of a lot of money. Originally, the meat quality was very good, but it was beaten by someone, and the quality declined, and it happened that His Majesty said that he wanted to use girls to make wine, so I will use it. Damn, she looks a bit like my first love. ”

"And she's now? ……”

"I knocked me out. The manager felt that it was cruel for me to slaughter directly, and told me to knock out first and then do it, which could alleviate the pain of the deceased. Starmack shrugged his shoulders and disagreed: "It's all the fault of politics for laymen to guide insiders." ”

He divided the woman by two, stripped the woman naked, and a snow-white carcass full of bruises and bruises. The body appears in front of you. As soon as a knife passed, the woman's body hair was shaved off, and there was not even the slightest wound on her skin. Starmac grabbed the woman's body with both hands and exerted force, turned her over, and then stuck the knife behind the woman's skull, killing her with one blow, ensuring that the other party was painless. The next step is to disembowel and take away the water, use boiling water to remove the smell of blood, put it in a large vat with medicinal materials, pour it into the rice wine purchased from "Huaxia", and seal it with red mud.

Rao was Starmack's quick moves, and it all took him five minutes. He picked up the hem of his apron and wiped his hands, and smiled with satisfaction: "'Daughter Hong', it's done!" I don't think I'm old yet. The wine will be left for a month to taste, and then you will drink it again. ”

"Thanks, but I don't like to drink."

"That's because if you drink less, you won't say that if you drink more! Come here! ”

Starmack dragged the necromantic negotiator to the bar and bartended a drink. Only then did he remove the "necromantic mask", revealing a red-glowing and energetic face.

Love sighed: "He is worthy of being a hero, even in the Necronomicon Paradise." "Even if ordinary humans have a "necromantic mask", they are prone to mental exhaustion after seeing all kinds of cruel scenes in the Necromantic Paradise, not to mention the special job of a necromantic butcher?

The uncle opened the shaker and asked, "What do you want to drink?" ”

"Soul Potion."

"That thing is no different from water!"

Love spread his hands: "Then there is a 'soul fire', not Rum." ”

"Don't Rum, there's only soul potion left, are you a?" Starmack shook his head disdainfully, and before he could wait for Love to order, he began to mix the bart: "You have a good taste for the 'screw head' I just learned, this is a holy product that werewolves are crazy about, and those villains don't even taste enough dwarven ale!" ”

Instead of looking at the uncle's tricks, Love looked at the tavern's surroundings, after all, it was his first time in this place. The tavern has the rich sea-flavored name "Mermaid Harbor", and the interior layout has many sea-related elements, such as two wooden oars crossed over the wall, such as fishing nets hanging from the window as curtains, and such as a boat in a bottle placed on the bar. The tavern offers food and beverage during the day with an open fire, and at night it is operated as a bar and lit by a soul fire, so the atmosphere of the tavern is different during the day and at night. Everything in the tavern is now covered in blue...... It's like a tranquil sea.

The delicate boat in a bottle at the bar, a tiny boat cleaving the waves in the bottle, and the proportional masts, decks, and cabins all show the ingenuity of the maker, and this ornament is perfect for lonely and lonely drinkers. Luo was not interested, and he turned his gaze to a hanging board on the wall of the bar. Protected by glass, twenty-four shells were neatly glued inside, and the shells reflected the light in the lamp like jewels.

"Pretty, isn't it? I picked them all up. Starmik's gruff voice interrupted Lowe's viewing. As soon as the shaker is opened, the liquor is poured into the beer glass, and the powerful "screw head" is completed.

The uncle turned his head slightly, and also looked at the shells. He lovingly reached out and stroked the glass, as if he could touch the shell.

"But the man for whom I picked up the shells has left me forever."

He took the "screw head" and took a sip, his eyes gradually reddening. He stared at Love earnestly and said, "A long time ago, I lived by the sea with my lover. I was poor and unemployed, but she was still with me. I asked her why she chose me, and guess what she said? ”

Love shook his head: "I don't know. ”

Starmack took another sip of his wine and laughed, his smile was beautiful: "'Isn't it pitiful that if I don't stay with you, you'll continue to wander'...... I will always remember her words. ”

"It seems that you have a deep relationship with your wife." Love has mastered all sorts of conversation techniques, and casually agreeing with them is a piece of cake.

"Of course it's deep, of course, hiccup." Starmack burped, drunk, and seemed to be invaded by drunkenness. He turned to look at the shell and continued to speak, sounding like he had completely forgotten Love and said to himself: "Those days were the happiest of my life. I laughed and kissed with her, and I felt a ...... in me every day Hiccups, youth and vitality. On her birthday that year, I didn't have the money to buy a present, so I hid it from her and spent the whole day picking up twenty-four of the most beautiful shells. ”

As he spoke, the corners of Starmik's mouth turned downward, as if he was about to cry - the old man's face was still crying, how ugly! He drank the drink in his glass in one gulp, as if someone had knocked a screw on the door of his head, and immediately lay down on the bar. He also muttered unconsciously: "Don't die, don't die...... We're still so young......"

Seeing that the boss was drunk, Love got up and walked out of the door lightly, and the soul fire jumped for two seconds, two seconds, until it was two kilometers away from the tavern, and his soul fire immediately shrank down, as if he did not dare to beat. Looking at his current expression, he was simply palpitating.

Just a few minutes ago, when the colleague who had not been familiar with him affectionately shouted his nickname and approached with a knife, he was visibly aware of the murderous aura. The hero's "coercion" is so strong that he can't resist, like a rabbit being scared by a tiger and making his whole body soft.

Shocked by Starmack's deep murderous aura, Necro creatures lower than Starmac will not resist any of his actions, even if they are tortured.

A roster of bribes, nude photos of cheating, murder weapons - everyone has secrets in their hearts that they don't want to be known, and people can do whatever it takes to stop them from being leaked. Love happens to be able to grasp the general thinking of others with [Soul Reading], so he also knows that he is very hated by others, so he lives like a wild crane, and does not want to be involved in too many people and things.

Before, he didn't get along much with Starmack, but now that both of them have been recruited by His Majesty Junesunshine, Starmack's attitude towards him has changed subtly. So Love came to Starmack and admitted straight to the point that he couldn't see through the hero. This sentence is very abrupt, and it expresses a message from the side: I know you want to kill me because you have secrets that you don't want to be known about. After hearing this, if Starmack had been a little more ruthless and had not let go of the murder, Love would have died.

However, Starmack spared Love, and admitted in disguise that he had a secret in his heart. Love wasn't stupid enough to take the hero's concession as a sign of weakness, he knew that if that secret was leaked, he would be wiped out as soon as he could—by the bone-cleaved knife worth a silver coin.

Love was a little puzzled.

His Majesty, who didn't seem to be stupid, why did he recruit such an uncontrollable subordinate back?