Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

When Cheryl and Ryan left, other people in the tavern also left one after another, leaving only a few old drunks still nestled in place.

The members of the mercenary group drank and celebrated for most of the night, and those with wives and children at home also left. In the end, only the six new recruits and a few uncles who were not bad stayed.

The owner of the tavern reserved a room for them to rest.

At about four o'clock in the morning, the entire tavern was quiet, only the meowing of cats came from the window.

When the moon moved to the sky, the originally closed window suddenly opened, and the wind outside the window quickly rushed in.

Jason opened his eyes sharply, without any confusion in his eyes, while his little friends were still lying on the bed, on the sofa or even on the floor, sleeping very comfortably.

"It seems that your strength is not bad."

Jason sat up and looked towards where the sound came from.

It was a dark corner where the moonlight couldn't reach, and with Jason's eyesight, he could only see an extremely vague shadow.

"Even you came after you, is the Dark Continent really determined to let us be buried with that pharmacist?"

"That's not true." The man in the darkness raised his hand and caressed his cheek—there was a bloodstain there that was once pierced by someone with an ice edge.

"Because of you, my king was a little angry and took you back or killed you. Maybe he will be happier."

"But you don't know, the pharmacist killed himself and ran out in the middle of the night!"

"You are even more aware that the so-called search for medicine is simply a cover."

"The person sealed in that piece of ice is not the brother of the Demon King at all. You ordered to find the medicine just to please the Demon King!"

"Good guess, any more?"

"It's ridiculous. Who doesn't know what you think about the devil? But you haven't got it until now, and you still have to maintain the vitality of your rival in order to preserve the king's perfect impression of you."

"I don't know if your king is clear, but what he sees as a powerful warrior and a perfect servant is just a wolf in perfect skin?"

"That's right. I have to go back early to prepare the king's tea, so that's all for today's conversation."

After finishing speaking, Xiu slightly leaned over, gave a standard aristocratic salute to the person sitting on the bed, then turned and left.

When the slender figure disappeared completely, Jason, who was sitting calmly on the bed, suddenly showed an expression of extreme pain.

With a frown on his face, he suddenly pulled out the dagger at his waist, quickly beheaded five of his sleeping friends, and knelt on the ground with a broken expression.

Countless blood flowed from his five sense organs, and there was a hoarse sound from his throat, which sounded hoarse and painful.

After half an hour, the living person became a bloody bone, and when the east revealed a ray of morning light, there was no sound at all.

Less than a week after arriving in the small town, these six young men with extraordinary abilities died silently upstairs in the tavern.

The people in the small town were silent for a long time, and they buried the six corpses on the outskirts of the small town personally, and the atmosphere of sadness permeated for a long, long time.

But almost no one knows the cause of their death.

Although most of the people who fled into the gray zone from outside can live in peace.

But there are very few people who have provoked very troublesome and powerful opponents, and will be beheaded by the enemies in this place.

This is the norm.