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On the other wall is a portrait that looks down on its contents, flanked by deer and wolf heads.What concerned Rick most was that there were several shriveled human heads placed beneath them.

If you look closely, you will see that these heads are different from humans. Some of their teeth are unusually large and thick.

Rick pointed at the heads, then stared at the monster without speaking.

"My grandfather killed them. Some werewolves and vampires who tried to break into our territory."

Seeing that Rick was curious about these heads, the monster explained, picked up a few logs and threw them into the fireplace. Then he muttered "Lignite", and the logs in the fireplace were ignited by flames that appeared out of thin air.

After a while, the room was surrounded by a warm atmosphere.

"It seems that your grandfather was a very powerful man."

Rick was thinking about something, nodded and sighed.

"I hate wizards! Even if my grandfather is a wizard!"

The monster sat at the table, lowered his head, covered his stomach with his furry claws, and then chanted a spell in a deep voice that Rick could not understand, while tapping on the table with his sharp and long nails. .

When the spell was finished, his claws made a shallow mark on the table.I saw silver tableware appearing on the table out of thin air, and crystal-clear wine glasses clinking and flying in the air.

Then the aroma of food filled the air, giving Rick a gluttonous appetite.

"Nice magic, very interesting." Rick clapped.His interest in this unknown monster became more and more intense.

"Although I hate wizards, these magics are really useful. You see, I don't need a servant to have these delicacies, this duck, this boar leg, and this casserole..., um. Okay. Well, I don’t know what kind of food this is. Anyway, as long as I want to eat delicious food, as long as I chant the spell, a bunch of delicious food that I don’t recognize will appear. Come sit down and eat. This is all real food, and it is also It’s not poisonous. Don’t worry.”

"This should be a braised pork dish. It's full of color and flavor, and it really tempted my taste buds."

Rick didn't hesitate. He sat down, opened the casserole, looked at the square crimson meat inside, and told the monster its name.

"I had forgotten that you are so bold. What should I call you?"

The monster held a flying crystal cup with its furry hands, and then smiled at Rick.

"Rick Graves. What about you?"

"Achilles, but no one has called me that for a long time. They all call me Black Hand."

The monster named Achilles drank a large glass of wine, inserted his hand into the boar's leg, pulled out a piece of meat and stuffed it into his bloody mouth.

"Black hand? It seems that you have done a lot of shameful things."

Rick chuckled lightly, took a piece of braised pork with the silver fork on the table and put it into his mouth.

Fat but not greasy, with moderate sweetness, just in line with Rick's appetite.

"Cheers, Achilles!"

"Cheers, Rick!"

The two clinked their wine glasses, making a tinkling sound.Then drink the wine in the glass.

"That's right, Achilles, you drink this very well. Your magic is really great. Did you learn it from your grandfather?"

"No, it happened after I became like this. This is basically a conspiracy. I don't even know how I became like this. When I woke up, I found that everyone was gone and I became a monster. Just now I was very scared, but later I found out that this house could fulfill my wishes, so I was not so resistant to this body. It summoned food, drinks, clean clothes..."

After hearing Rick's question about whether he learned these magics from his grandfather, Achilles threw the crystal cup on the table angrily.Start telling Rick his story.

"Conspiracy? Then have you found out who is behind it?"

"No, it's been almost 200 years. I have been living here and dare not go out. I am afraid that the wizards outside will kill me as a monster. As for the wizards and those dark creatures who broke into my house, they have become nourishment for my flowers. Um. , Don’t worry, you won’t. My intuition tells me that even if I use the power of the entire house, I won’t be able to hurt you at all.”

Perhaps it was because Rick complimented his wine that he drank well, and Achilles directly told him that he couldn't defeat Rick.

"Then can you tell me, did anything unusual happen to you before you turned into a monster?"

Rick has roughly guessed that Achilles was transformed into a magical creature by a wizard using a certain spell.He suspected that the man was Achilles's grandfather or an enemy.

"No, I have been thinking about it for more than 100 years, and I found that before I turned into a monster, my daily life was the same. My father, mother, and that annoying grandfather, all their behaviors were the same as usual. I can't find it. any suspicious behavior."

Achilles continued to fill a glass of wine for himself, then grabbed a chicken leg with his claws and stuffed it directly into his big mouth.He has become accustomed to this kind of life and no longer wants to find the reason why he became a monster.

No, he was desperate.Over the long years, he has tried countless methods, all of which have failed.

"I have never seen a wizard as strong as you. If the wizards I met before are compared to the moon, then you are the sun. Can you tell me why you are so strong?"

"Maybe I am a genius. I go to bed early and get up early every day, and I never miss three meals a day."

After hearing Rick's answer, Achilles was stunned and remained silent for a moment. "It's not magic at all."

"Haha! Nice to meet you. Cheers!"

Rick picked up the crystal glass, filled it with wine, raised it to Achilles's glass, and the two drank from the glass again.

Silence fell again.

The candle flame kept jumping and trembling in the darkness, reflecting little bits of light on the crystal clear wine glass.Candle tears flowed to the candlestick like a small waterfall.

Achilles was still sitting, but his big ears began to twitch slightly. "You wizards must like monsters like me very much. You tie me up, torture me with various spells, and then wait until I am about to die. Then kill me, my head, hands, feet and My body was separated, and all my organs including heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, etc. were soaked in the smelly solution. My soul was imprisoned in the broken stumps, making them seem to be still moving."

Rick peeled off the white wax stopper from the glass bottle, poured himself some wine, took a sip, then leaned back in his chair.He squinted at Achilles and smiled sinisterly.

"Is this the story of the farmer and the snake? I entertain you kindly, but you are greedy for my body."