Leather books, not uncommon on Goddez.

It is usually made from the skin of a death row inmate, and then the criminal process of the death row inmate is recorded in black ink to warn others not to make mistakes.

Some, though, are collected to satisfy a twisted mind.

At least, as far as Dean knew, some aristocrats often did.

So, in addition to death row inmates, there will inevitably be some innocent people.

However, compared to the human leather book in his hand, those nobles were much more merciful!

Because in the human skin book in front of him, Dean can feel the imprisoned soul in it!

Open the human skin book, which records a variety of terrifying secret medicines, as well as the same cruel and vicious secret techniques, and you can feel the delicate pores on it when your fingers sweep over it.

If you look away from each text and look at the entire arrangement of the text, you will see a human face that resembles a smile.

Of course, this smile does not have any sense of delight.

It's a chill from the heart.

Dean narrowed his eyes slightly at the smile.

A moment later, the wails of thousands of souls rang in my ears.

"Kill you!"

"Leave me alone!"

"Please!"

……

A variety of voices filled Dean's ears, and then, from high to low, endless, just like the people who were haunted by ghosts that Dean was familiar with, the ghosts did not disperse, and this phenomenon would not stop, and even, in the later stage, it would absorb the life that was entangled.

"Because I wasn't deceived, did I change the other way? It's so much fun! ”

Dean said lightly.

Gray, on the other hand, was staring at the book.

The changes on the human skin book, Gray had just sensed.

Plus Dean's previous words. Gray took it very seriously.

"Your Majesty, who is the person who made this leather book?"

And after paying attention, Gray couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I don't know yet, but we'll get to that soon...... Right, Pound. Lord Thunder? ”

Dean said as he looked at Pound, who was still unconscious on the ground. Thunder. After Dean's words fell, the latter moved slightly, and then collapsed straight, and then, like an arrow from a string, rushed outward.

However, Mode's sword has come with him.

And the faster is Gray.

In a flash, Gray appeared in front of the other party, with a gentle smile, and said in unquestionable words: "Your Majesty is asking about you." Please answer! ”

"Die!"

This is Pound. Thunder's answer.

And the result is obvious, of course, Pound. Thunder was knocked unconscious by Gray again.

"Even if you leave, will the impact continue?"

Dean looked at Pound, who had fainted. Thunder, couldn't help frowning.

Both lamenting the far-reaching influence of the human skin book, and sighing Droz. The Thunder will inevitably have to make decisions that they are not willing to make.

Pound in such a state. Thunder obviously couldn't stay.

And for Droz. Thunder, executing a loved one is definitely not an easy task.

"Your Majesty?"

Gray asked Dean and looked at Mode. With a touch of scrutiny.

The influence doesn't go away by leaving, and Mod had something similar before. So, Gray asks what to do with Mode.

"There's nothing wrong with Mod, he hasn't come into contact with the secret art above, so he won't be really affected by the human skin book!"

Dean affirmed.

Suddenly, Modder let out a long breath.

If you don't die at the hands of the enemy, but are executed by your own people. Modus is hard to accept this fact.

"Your Majesty, I will reflect on my mistakes!"

Modbi said respectfully.

"Well, we're waiting for Droz here. Thunder's return, let Edge and them come too! ”

Dean nodded and commanded.

Mod took the order and left. Soon took Agi and others to the viewing platform.

And, of course, Somo in a coma.

At this time, Somo had already taken off his armor, but the strange flush did not disappear, and it seemed to be a little more serious.

"Even if you wake up, people are wasted! Moreover, the lifespan will not exceed five years! ”

With just one glance, Gray was sure.

Mod and the others were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Dean.

They believed in Dean more than Gray.

"Hmm!"

Dean came to the same conclusion as Gray, so he nodded dryly.

"How can this be ......"

Edge and the others gasped and looked at the unconscious Somo with complicated eyes.

There is not only a trace of hatred, but also a point of regret.

Hate each other's previous madness under the ruthlessness, regret because of the memory of the past and the other party's affection.

Mod looked at Dean with a pleading look.

However, he did not speak.

Because, Mod knew that he had no position to say such words, and although he was chosen to be Dean's representative in Defen Dilan, he did not have any merit or deeds.

It's like a warrior.

Although he is ready to go to the battlefield, he still has not achieved an inch, even if this warrior is extremely strong, but how can he ask for a reward?

So, the next moment, Modder stood in front of Dean with a respectful attitude.

Dean was satisfied.

But there are no promises.

Because, there is nothing he can do about Somo's state at this time.

Even if the strength is restored, it is the same.

Otherwise, how could his friend Takashi still be unconscious in the 'Land of Origin'.

There was silence on the viewing platform.

The crowd in the square saluted Dean one after another before they began to disperse, including the natives of Helmet.

Dean is not without prestige in the City of Helmets.

The battle against the demon beast was enough to be respected by the people of the Holy Helmet City.

It's just that before being Pound. The thunder was suppressed.

At this moment, Pound. After Thunder fell into a coma, Dean naturally received the courtesy he deserved.

With the salute of these people. Dean could feel the slightest increase in the power of faith pouring into his body, although the initial middle was majestic and huge, it was also much stronger than the previous subtlety, making the progress of the 'moon' slowly move towards the level of four tenths of a steady.

So Dean narrowed his eyes pleasantly. Patiently waiting for Droz. Thunder's back.

The sun rises to its highest point, and then, it begins to set in the west.

None of the people on the podium lost their patience.

This is true of the most grumpy Toffs.

In fact, such a wait, for Tov and others, is very simple.

You must know that when they were in Thunder City, the time for their team to stand guard and patrol was not shorter than this.

And Dean, Gray?

It's a breeze.

When the sun sinks halfway to the ground, the moon is about to appear. Darrow. Thunder is back.

His face was a little gloomy and ugly, and his body was stained with blood.

Obviously, there was a fight, and something unpleasant happened.

"Sage-sama!"

Darrow. Thunder saluted Dean, and then said straight, "Pound. All of Thunder's subordinates have been arrested, and I have found a secret room......"

Speaking of which. Darrow. Thunder's words paused, as if it was a little difficult to speak.

"There's Alan in it. An elegiac item, right? ”

Dean asked speculatively.

"Yes!"

Darrow. Thunder was shocked. Then he said with a slight slurry: "It's not just my uncle's belongings. There are also experiments, and, and...... Human skin! ”

"Human skin?!"

The crowd around them took a cool breath.

"Obviously, our Pound. Lord Thunder, prepare to make your own human skin book! ”

Gray looked sarcastically at Pound, who had woken up but was firmly trapped and gagged. Thunder.

And Pound. Thunder is constantly struggling. glared at everyone present.

"Let's take a look!"

As Dean said this, he recounted the strangeness of the human skin book in his hand.

"Something like this must be destroyed! It's so dangerous! ”

Darrow. Thunder said categorically.

"Well, but you need to know where it came from, and it's safest to cut off the source!"

Dean did not object.

"As it should be!"

Darrow. Thunder nodded. Then, stand up and lead the way.

……

Holy Helmet City, City Lord's Palace.

In Allen. Elegy dies, Dean and Droz. After Thunder went to Thunder City, it was handed over to Pound. Thunder takes care of it.

And before leaving, Dean had been here before.

The impression at that time was that of an inner city.

The mansion was an ancient castle with towering towers as arrowheads and thick walls that served as the last line of defense against the enemy in the event of a breach.

Of course, there is no shortage of escape passages and food storage rooms.

It's just that the secret rooms that used to hoard food have become alternative laboratories.

Some are Alan. Elegy, while some are Pound. Thunder newly built.

Just walked into the castle.

Mod subconsciously looked around, and Aiji and the others writhed their bodies even more awkwardly.

They felt like they were not walking inside the castle, but on the battlefield.

Although there is no bloody gas, there are no corpses.

But there's nothing wrong with that feeling.

Darrow. Thunder's face was even worse, but he explained: "I found about a thousand bodies here, all in those labs, and in the cells, there were some survivors - they identified, these are Pound. Thunder Dry! ”

"Nearly a thousand corpses?"

"When did it start?"

Edge and the others exclaimed.

"Just a few days after we went to Thunder City!"

Darrow. As Thunder spoke, his fists clenched, holding back the anger in his heart, and said in as calm a tone as possible: "At first, Pound. Thunder only dealt with the nobles who opposed the rescue, but soon, the momentum spread to innocent nobles and commoners - at first, some wrongdoers, and then wantonly arresting less important people! ”

"Someone less important?"

Mod, Edge, and the others were stunned.

"It's someone who has no relatives and won't go unnoticed if they go missing! What a damn one! ”

Droz who said this. Thunder couldn't bear it anymore and scolded angrily.

And Mod, Aegie and the others were even more gloomy, looking at Pound. Thunder's gaze became more and more unkind.

Because, they are all people who have no relatives.

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)