Stray

    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 against demon followers - if the partner is a lower demon, just be honest Designated demon labs are registered, and Servants can use them for legitimate purposes after they are determined to be of little harm.

    They are much more efficient than surface organisms, at least for waste disposal and pest control.

    But there are some unfortunate places.

    Devil believer Jude Major stroked the beard on his chin and tutted regretfully.

    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 anything.

    Although after being king for six or seven years, the Blood Queen dragged her knights out of the palace and re-lived an adventurous life. She is not as crazy as everyone has rumored - Alban's control of intermediate demons is still very strict. The procedures for registering intermediate demons are much more cumbersome than lower demons, and the deposit to be paid is ten times higher. The more dangerous species are still prohibited from bonding.

    It would be nice if that woman were a little more crazy.

    Jude shook the wine in the jug and sighed in a faked—

    He wouldn't put down a few thousand gold coins for his new baby anyway. 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 made a contract with him is lying on his shoulders, the translucent purple-black body slowly wriggles, and the slippery soft skin glows with water.

    The poisonous squid of Hiz is extremely poisonous, and its combat power is particularly good, almost hollowing out most of his family. But never mind, it will soon help him earn those glamorous golden coins back.

    The best part is that its toxicity is very difficult to detect, and the cause of death of the victim can easily be regarded as eating moldy food by mistake.

    What's more, the target age this time is not small.

     Jude turned around, leaned back against the blind corner 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 an inn.

    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 Ramon Hotel and started to try to run it.

    When the legendary hero first arrived in this small place, he 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 learned to walk, the famous Mr. Lopez still did not mean to give up the hotel at all, and even seemed very happy in.

    For some reason, the new queen of Alban acquiesced to this 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 needs to wait for Lopez to leave the hotel and kill the old woman.

    What about heroes? 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.

    Don't say the murderer could not be found, Lopez's business and reputation will be dragged down first. All in all, Mr. Hero gets no benefit. Who would do something stupid like that?

    Besides, such a big man must be used to life and death, and he will certainly 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 the conversation between Mr. Lopez and 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 make trouble.

    The youngest girl rode on Mr. Lopez's neck, tugging at the blond and giggling.

    "The two of them just returned from a trip last week, and this time they will probably 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 eldest 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 stinky boys are already remembering." Godwin rubbed his temples, "We'll have to figure out how to explain, Now they can remember 'Uncle Ollie', and in another ten years we'll have to explain to them why Uncle Ollie became Brother Ollie. Debbie, your eldest brother looks better than you now—"

    "Huh?" Debbie hummed especially loudly, raising her voice.

    "You're older..."

    "Huh???"

    "...Nothing." Godwin coughed twice, swallowed the second half of the 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 will take care of it at the orphanage."

    "Good."

    Very well, Jude tightened the lid of the pitcher and wiped his mouth. Watch Godwin Lopez drive the carriage away from the Ramon Hotel.

    Now the owner of Ramon's Inn is nothing more than a pretty girl and her little cubs, and there is nothing to worry about - Godwin Lopez at least does one thing logically, He married an attractive lady.

    Jude heard people talk about Mrs. Lopez when he was drinking, but unfortunately he was too drunk at that time to hear much. But it doesn't matter, it's just a woman, and there must be no splash.

    Make sure that the carriage has disappeared into the depths of the woods in the distance, and at the right time, Judeley pried open the balcony door and entered the room. 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 is half-squatting on the high-rise balcony in a standard mercenary posture, her eyes are cold.

    Frighteningly, her eldest son also jumped up awkwardly 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 smell filled the room.

    Debbie let out a sigh, waved off the smoke, and rushed to the side of the old man who fell on the ground. Healing spells and detoxification spells were quickly completed in the air, but unfortunately the old lady was weak and the demon poison was too strong - the old man's life was indeed safe, and Debbie still didn't have time to chase the killer demon believer.

    "Mom!" her little daughter cried 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 little son screamed hard, sounding like he was struggling.

    "If the demon believers escape to Noe, there's only one place to go." Debbie cleared her throat, "You bastard, leave him alone, go to the basement and get some sycamore pollen and snake blood vines up. . Uncle Nemo will take care of this."

    “…huh.”

    Meanwhile, Jude is running wild in the frontier forest.

    Damn, Mrs. Lopez is young and beautiful, he didn't investigate further. Rich enough, with a good face, Godwin Lopez obviously won't be short of beautiful playthings... Is that man a masochist?

    Looks like Mrs. Lopez's posture, this mission is likely to fail.

    But that's okay, Jude gasped.

    Garland's attitude towards demons remains much more relaxed. As long as he infiltrates Noe before the news of the road sign garrison releases, he can escape possible pursuit.

    I have been traveling for the past few years, and it is 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 Dawn Tavern, disappeared. After the two-and-a-half-year retention period expired, two young people with big money bought it.

    Jude 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 Dawn 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 accelerate himself desperately, and when he got under the city walls of Noe, he was panting like an old dog with lung disease.

    But he was not alone.

    Not far from him, a man in a black robe took off his hood from his head, bent down, put his hands on his knees, panting as if he was going to be on the spot in the next second asphyxia.

    The man looked in his mid-thirties, with black hair stuck to his face with sweat, his skin unhealthy pale, 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 vague.

    Although this person does not have 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 man in the black robe 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.

    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 likely to be in a similar situation to himself, 80% of which is a hapless man 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, 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.

    Dawning Tavern is not in the center of the city, and it is very easy to find with an extension 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 **** of the waitress in the store—

    As a result, before that hand touched the black waiter skirt, the waitress with braids 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 was terrible today.

    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 man in the black robe 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 could order a glass of wine, he heard a commotion outside.

    “…the Radians…”

    "Why is the Judge Knight here?"

    "Shhhhh, be quiet!"

    Jude's heart thumped, he glanced nervously at the dangerous demon on his shoulder, and swallowed.

    Whether it was directed at you or not, it is too late to escape now, it is important to avoid the limelight.

    "Mr. Wright." He imitated imitately, "Can I borrow your kitchen to hide for a while?"

    The young waiter raised his eyebrows, looked him up and down, and smiled.

    "Sure," he said with a smile.