Ten years later - one
Jude Major leaned triumphantly against the wall and gently stroked the head of his new demon.
During the reign of Blood Queen Andrea Alastair, Alban changed a lot of strict laws for demon believers - if the partner is a low-level demon, just go to the designated demon laboratory to register, in the After being determined to be of little harm, the Servant can use them for legitimate purposes.
They are much more efficient than terrestrial organisms, at least when it comes to garbage disposal and pest control.
But unfortunately there are places.
Demon disciple Jude Major stroked the beard on his chin and tutted regretfully.
Speaking of which, more than ten years ago, he had met Ann Savage, who was not a king, a few times, but unfortunately he didn't have time to climb up.
Despite being king for six or seven years, the Queen of Blood slipped out of the palace with her knights and re-lived an adventurous life. She is not as crazy as everyone has rumored—Alban's control of intermediate-level demons is still very strict. The procedures for registering intermediate-level demons are much more cumbersome than lower-level demons, and the deposit to be paid is ten times higher. The more dangerous species are still prohibited from bonding.
If only that woman were a little more crazy.
Jude shakes the wine in the jug and sighs in a fake manner—
Anyway, he wouldn't pay a few thousand gold coins as a security deposit for his new baby. Not to mention, the new middle-level demon that he has acquired is not in the category that Alban is allowed to register.
The demon who had made a contract with him was lying on his shoulders, the translucent purple-black body slowly squirmed, and the slippery soft skin glowed with water.
The poisonous squid of Hiz is extremely poisonous, and its combat power is also outstanding, almost emptying out most of his family. But never mind, it will soon help him earn those glamorous golden coins back.
Best of all, its toxicity is very difficult to detect, and the cause of death of the victim can easily be attributed to ingesting moldy food.
What's more, the target age this time is not small.
Jude turned around, leaned back against the dead end of the balcony, and glanced at the old lady in the room who was holding a herb tree and burying her head in a quick record.
There is no better place to start than a hotel.
Five years ago, Godwin Lopez, who was in his prime, awarded the position of commander to the then deputy commander Victor, and retired from the front line himself. People speculated that the "true hero" would turn to politics, but Godwin simply cashed in all his fortune, ran to the remote signpost town, and bought the only hotel in the town.
He kept the name of the Ramon Hotel, and began to try to operate it.
When this legendary hero first arrived in this small place, it caused a great uproar. People from nearby towns came to watch, and even many people traveled thousands of miles from other countries to watch the excitement. The Ramon Hotel's business was booming.
Almost everyone agrees that Godwin Lopez is just taking a short break to change his mood while the world is at peace.
However, year after year, Mr. Lopez's third child has learned to walk. The famous Mr. Lopez still has no intention of giving up the hotel, and even seems to be enjoying it.
Somehow, Alban's new queen acquiesced to such behavior. At first everyone was betting on when the envoy from the capital would come to recall him, but five years later, no one came.
Not bad, Jude rolled his eyes.
He just had to wait for Lopez to leave the hotel and kill the old woman.
How about a hero? The silly old lady had just finished her breakfast, and when she eliminated the evidence, Lopez couldn't speak clearly. When the time limit is over, the demon's toxin is completely decomposed. Even if Lopez stabs this matter out, 80% will only get a result of food poisoning.
Not to mention that the murderer could not be found, Lopez's business and reputation will be the first to be dragged down. All in all, Mr. Hero gets no benefit. Who would do something stupid like that
Besides, such a big man must be used to seeing life and death, and certainly would not make a fuss about the death of an old lady.
Jude pricked up his ears, pretended to taste the wine from the jug, and carefully eavesdropped on Mr. Lopez's conversation with his beautiful wife downstairs.
"Ten years, Godwin." Mrs. Lopez shook her head and tutted. "We can't go to Ollie's place for dinner all the time. We should have a family dinner here or something."
Godwin Lopez snorted solemnly, but this solemnity did not give him much sense of majesty - not far away, two little boys were fighting with tree branches.
The youngest girl rode on Mr. Lopez's neck, tugging at her blonde hair and giggling.
"The two of them just returned from a trip last week, and this time they are expected to stay in peace for a few more years. How about inviting them over for dinner this time?"
"We can go to the pub together." Mr. Hero's voice was a little uncomfortable.
"What do you want to say?" Mrs. Lopez folded her arms, with an amazing momentum. "That skull has been in this yard for so many years, and my elder brother's visit won't cause any natural disaster. What's more, this is Olly-"
"Okay, I'll admit I'm still a little mentally handicapped. But you think, those two stinkins have started to remember." Godwin rubbed his temples. Uncle Ollie', in another ten years, we'll have to explain to them why Uncle Ollie has become brother Ollie. Debbie, your eldest brother looks better than you now—"
"Huh?" Debbie hummed particularly loudly, raising her voice.
"You're older than you..."
"Um???"
"…Nothing." Godwin coughed twice, swallowed the second half of his sentence, and quickly changed the subject. "Olivia, don't pull Dad's hair so hard."
"Okay, let's talk about this after dinner. You go to the next town to bring back the new plates, and when you come back for dinner together at night, I'll take care of it at the orphanage."
"it is good."
Very well, Jude tightened the lid of the jug and wiped his mouth. Watch Godwin Lopez drive the carriage away from the Ramon Hotel.
Now the owner of the Ramon Inn is nothing more than a pretty girl and her little brats, nothing to worry about - Godwin Lopez at least does one thing logically, he's married to a lady who is good enough .
Jude heard people talk about Mrs. Lopez when he was drinking, but unfortunately he was too drunk at the time to hear much. But it doesn't matter, it's just a woman, and there must be no splash.
After confirming that the carriage had disappeared deep into the woods in the distance, Judeley pried open the balcony door and entered the room at the right time. Before the old lady had time to express her surprise, she just screamed a little and fainted from the demon's poisonous gas spell. Rolling over the old lady's eyelids, it was determined that the toxin had reached a lethal dose. Jude hummed a little tune happily and turned to the balcony—
Mrs. Lopez was half-squatting on the high-rise balcony in a standard mercenary posture, her eyes cold.
Frighteningly, her eldest son jumped up equally clumsily with a stick in his mouth.
"Abyss magic... I thought it was a registered demon believer, but it seems not. Eddie, go and inform the garrison."
"Okay, Mom." The boy squeezed his eyes and disappeared on the edge of the balcony. Jude was pretty sure he didn't hear the weight falling to the ground.
"You bastard!" Jude took out a strange fruit from his pocket and smashed it directly on the ground.
In an instant, a thick yellow gas filled with a pungent odor filled the room.
Debbie let out a sigh, waved off the thick smoke, and rushed to the side of the old man who fell on the ground. Healing spells and detoxification spells were completed quickly in the air, but unfortunately the old lady was weak and the demon poison was too strong - now the old man was indeed safe, and Debbie still didn't have time to chase the killer demon believer.
"Mommy!" her little daughter shouted in a milky voice from below. "Someone is running away to the woods, and Rainey is going after him!"
"Grab your second brother!" Debbie shouted downstairs while adjusting the healing spell. "It doesn't matter, he can't escape!"
"Liar! He ran away!" Her young son screamed hard, sounding like he was struggling.
"There's only one place for a demon cult to flee to Noe." Debbie cleared her throat. "You bastard, leave him alone, go to the basement and get some sage pollen and serpent's blood vine. Uncle Nemo will take care of this. thing."
"… Humph."
Meanwhile, Jude is running wild in the frontier forest.
Heck, looking Mrs. Lopez is young and beautiful, he didn't do any in-depth investigations. Rich enough, with a good face, Godwin Lopez obviously has no shortage of beautiful playthings... Is that man a masochist
It seems that with Mrs. Lopez's posture, this mission is likely to fail.
But that's okay, Jude gasped.
Garland remains much more relaxed about demons. As long as he infiltrates Noe before the news of the road sign garrison releases, he can escape possible pursuit.
I have been walking outside for several years, and it is also time to go to the Dawning Tavern for a drink and buy some new information from my colleagues.
About twelve years ago, Talbot Vance, the original owner of the Dawning Tavern, disappeared. After the two-and-a-half-year retention period expired, two young people with big money bought it.
Jude just wasn't around at that time. When he stepped into the tavern again, the two young bosses were no longer in the store, and I heard that they were going on a long trip.
Fortunately, although the decoration style has changed a lot, the Dawning Tavern still does not exclude guests who are close to the devil. Although it's a pity to lose Vance who can exchange information...
Jude used magic to speed himself up desperately, and when he got under the walls of Noe City, he was panting like an old dog with a lung disease.
However, he was not alone.
Not far from him, a man in a black robe took off his hood from his head, bent down, and supported his knees with both hands, panting as if he would be suffocated on the spot in the next second.
The man looked in his mid-thirties, with black hair sticking to his face with sweat, his skin an unhealthy pallor, and his eyes an ominous dark red. The man's face can be called handsome and elegant, showing some arrogance. It's just that the arrogance is about to be breathed out by him now.
A tin stamp was pinned to the man's black robe, which seemed to be a few years old, and the pattern was a little blurry.
Although this person does not bring a demon, 80% is not a good thing. Jude sniffed, sure he smelled grave soil, bones, and a strong potion.
The two looked at each other in silence and embarrassment for a moment, and the black-robed man was the first to stop breathing. A series of spells fell, and countless stone platforms emerged from the city wall, and the other party climbed up the city wall first.
Jude grabbed the gray beard and decided to take advantage of it - he grabbed the small stone platform that protruded, followed the man and climbed up, very happy.
The strange man glanced at him with red eyes in confusion, then leaned against the wall and looked around nervously, as if he was on guard for someone.
This guy is probably in a similar situation to himself, 80% of the time he is a hapless bastard who failed his dirty work and was discovered. Jude smacked his lips, also climbed the top of the wall, jumped into the wall first, and ran towards the Dawning Tavern in his memory.
And the man in black robe trotted beside him, and the route was exactly the same.
They looked at each other awkwardly again.
Okay, it seems that 80% of this kid can't get rid of the relationship with the devil. Jude patted his demon and ran faster.
The Dawning Tavern is not in the center of the city, and it is very easy to find with an expansion of one floor. There was no sound of the armor colliding with soldiers running around, and it seemed that he escaped fast enough. Jude breathed a sigh of relief, walked into the tavern carelessly, and touched the butt of the waitress in the store—
As a result, before that hand touched the black waiter's skirt, the waitress with the braided braid pinched her wrist tightly. The cute girl with freckles looked at him with odd eyes, and increased the strength of her hands with a half-smile.
Jude screamed and struggled desperately. Seeing that the woman finally let go, Jude scolded a few swear words and rubbed his painful wrist angrily. Before dawn, there was no waitress, and he thought he could wipe some oil and water to comfort his injured heart.
My luck today was horrendous.
The man in black robe who came in with him had already rushed to the wooden platform, and hurriedly spoke to the young man in the waiter uniform behind the wooden platform.
"Mr. Wright, can I borrow your kitchen to hide for a while?"
"Yes, yes..." The waiter was a beautiful young man with black hair tied in a ponytail behind his head, looking a little inexplicably familiar. But Jude is very sure that he shouldn't know such a young little guy.
"Thank you." The black-robed man didn't say much, and hurriedly rushed to the back kitchen.
The young waiter looked a little helpless. He picked up a book and sat back in his seat.
Jude rubbed over, and before he had time to order a glass of wine, he heard a commotion outside.
"... Radians..."
"Why is the Judge Knight Commander here?"
"Shh, shush, be quiet!"
Jude's heart thumped, he glanced nervously at the dangerous demon on his shoulder, and swallowed.
Regardless of whether it was directed at him or not, it was too late to escape now, it was important to avoid the limelight.
"Mr. Wright," he imitated, "can you hide in your kitchen for a while?"
The young waiter raised his eyebrows, looked him up and down, and smiled.
"Of course you can," he said with a smile.