"Ka...da...da..."

At this time, another man walked out of the room next to him. Unlike this young man, he had fair skin, but his body was covered in blood, holding a toothed sword in his hand! The blood on the sword was still dripping, and it seemed that these were killed by this man.

The fair-skinned man looked at Hilma, with only a kind of indifference in his eyes, like a murderous machine.

Hilma has to say that this fair-skinned man is quite handsome and has no idea that this person has no feelings at all.

"Ali, has it been cleared?"

The dark boy with half body looked at the fair man and asked.

"Well... Lord Phil, do you have any instructions?"

Ali asked respectfully.

"That's great! I have nothing to do with you. Let's go outside and wait for me first?"

Phil said with a smile.

"yes……"

Ali bowed deeply and ignored Hilma sitting on the stairs.

However, Silma actually has a very good figure and appearance. Most people will have bad ideas when they see Silma at this moment.

"You... are you going to kill me?"

Hilma asked in a tentative whisper.

"Ah? No... Aunt, you have other uses."

Phil still had a smile on his face.

Who are these people? Why did they arrive late at night? They should not be from the Cas Empire? The young man in front of him did not do anything to him, and also said that he had other uses.

She couldn't feel at ease, because she had a premonition that she would have a more tragic fate waiting for her.

This young man seems to have a higher identity than the man just now, so he calls the young man an adult, right? He should be stronger...

"——Then, that, brother. Do you want to have some fun with me?"

She let the clothes draped over her body slide off her shoulders.

This is her proud body. When she was still a senior sociable, others had to spend a lot of money to spend with her. After that, she still did not allow her body to add excess fat and maintain a hot figure. She was sure that she could still make any wooden man burn his desire now, and she was confident that even if the other person was a child, it would still arouse his interest.

However, there was no special emotion in the boy's eyes.

She admitted that her charm was no more than the maid next to her. Even so, although she had retired, she was still professional. Even if the other party did not have the "sexual" interest, she could still arouse the other party's desire-

It was like a snake crawling around, and she also twisted her body gracefully, preventing the other party from being wary, and slowly approaching the past.

There is no color in the boy.

So she used another method. She slowly stretched out her hand and walked around the boy's neck - activated the magic props.

Viper tattoo.

The tattooed venomous snake in both hands became three-dimensional. It raised its head and flew out to bite the boy's body. As long as it was bitten by a snake with strong nerve toxin, anyone would immediately spasm and die. This is Hilma's killer who does not have the means of fighting.

However, the teenager keenly grabbed the attacking snake with one hand and pinched it without hesitation.

The venomous snake tattoo slid and returned to Silma's arm. Since the simulated entity was killed, it could not be activated again for the whole day before recovery.

Silma fell into the worst situation of taking hostile actions but not achieving results, and staggeringly retreating. However, what is most frightening is that the boy's expression did not change at all during this series of actions. He did not appear anxious when attacked, nor did he show hostility.

"How...how is this happening..."

Hilma didn't expect that she would fail in this attack! However, the boy's face was the one that worried her the most.

Hilma has seen such a person, a killer who is not surprised by things, and his profession is an assassin. Such a person often wanders around life and death and has long been no fear of death. The most terrible thing is that he has no feelings and will not have any mercy.

Silma slowly retreated, thinking about how to escape, but she didn't know when the window was wrapped around vines. Could it be that the vines on the window outside were prepared in advance? There is also a magic chanter here? In this way, the hope of escape is a little smaller.

However, I have clearly never messed with such a team, so why do they come to me?

"Is there any misunderstanding? If my subordinates make a mistake, can you tell me who it is? I will punish him severely!"

As a drug lord, I naturally have many subordinates, but except for a few people who know their place, the other younger brothers don’t know the real boss at all.

If it wasn't for your own problem, it's very likely that your subordinates would have caused trouble!

Moreover, Silma had retreated to the handrail of the stairs, so she could not run up and handed her back to a terrible enemy! So she planned to make the final negotiation, but it really didn't work, so she could only run up!

"Huh? That's not the reason, but we should leave, aunt."

Where are you going? When Silma was wondering, a sharp pain occurred in her knees. The excessively severe pain made Silma unable to stand and fell to the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

She screamed in pain, sweating coldly from the severe pain, and looked at her knees. Then she regretted it.

"Foot, feet, my feet!"

The knee of the left foot was bent in the opposite direction. Not only that, the bones also emerged from the blood-red flesh.

Silma cried, trying to reach out to press her feet that were so painful that she couldn't believe it, but she hesitated. She didn't dare to touch it.

She didn't see how the boy took action, it was too fast! Even if her knees were broken by herself! Of course this was impossible!

The boy grabbed Silma's head and walked out directly.

Silma was dragged away from her unimaginable arm force. She was pulled out of dozens of heads, making a puffy sound, but the boy didn't mind at all.

"It hurts so much! It hurts so much! Don't do this!"

At Sylma's scream, the boy only glanced at her slightly, and his steps didn't stop.

He didn't make any noise, and kept pulling her out the door...

Ali, who had finished his mansion attack, walked out the door.

He picked up the paper stuck to his feet and kneaded it into a ball, throwing it into the depths of the mansion.

The original scheduled plan was to sweep away the humans in the house, recycle important documents or valuable items and retreat. If possible, it would be best to leave no trace like a ship passing by the water without trace, but they did not have time to classify the information and take whatever they saw, and it turned out to be like breaking into an empty door.

However, this matter itself is not a problem. Because the Demon King Raizl ​​who sent Phil and Ali here has said that there is also a possibility of this. The problem is that they spend too many scheduled times.

The demons who were walking with him and Phil were no longer here. Phil took the most important figure in this house to the meeting place first. The servant demons took the reason for the time - the piles of items, and all left here.
Chapter completed!