"Mr. Stalker who was playing music just came up. The boss is waiting for you in his shower room."

Everything is like an ordinary hotel, with a very ordinary front desk.

But……

Mr. Stalker?!

Such a weird name doesn't look ordinary, and it doesn't look like a superhero.

After all, superheroes don't appear in dark strongholds.

So……

What kind of super villain would he be?!

Morlun began to search his memory, hoping to recall something.

But……

Except for the jackals, everything here felt strange to him, but the taste was also very familiar.

How bad!

"Oh, the elevator is here, let's go up together."

Just when Molun was thinking.

The enthusiastic Mrs. Ortega put away her mop set and pressed the elevator button herself.

This period was silent until...

The first thing I saw when I came out of the elevator was a man holding a wooden box in his hand.

He was wearing a beige coat and a beige hat, and even...

There are also windproof glasses with beige frames.

Special enough...

It was those jagged and sharp teeth when he lowered his hat and nodded slightly towards Morlun.

It's obvious.

This guy is definitely not human...

Mo Lun's first reaction.

Then……

There is more of that rich and familiar aura, but what on earth is this guy?!

etc.

The induction from the power of totem comes from the most direct reaction of vitality.

Morlun looked at this man's box.

That's...

The smell of blood with an incomparable sacred aura possesses some kind of extremely sacred power.

yes……

A name had already appeared in his mind, and Mo Lun was about to blurt it out subconsciously.

"Angel……"

But one step faster than him is Mr. Stalker.

He picked up his suitcase and greeted the boss's guests with a smile.

"We will have a nice feast tonight, thanks to Mr. Morlun's arrival, of course..."

"It also has a lot to do with the gift I gave to my boss."

Everything behaves normally.

But……

The man who can put the angel in this box and send it as a gift also has the boss behind the scenes.

Is all of this really normal?!

wrong!

This kind of weird atmosphere made Mo Lun feel more and more like there was something wrong.

"Good evening."

When the door to the room in front of him was opened, the sound interrupted Morlun's thoughts.

It was a polite voice, and he greeted Mrs. Ortega.

"I seem to have made the room a little messy again. Sorry to bother you. I hope you like my little creation."

He seemed to express a slight apology.

Like a true gentleman artist, he gets a little troubled by his own little creation.

"It doesn't matter."

"Mr. Olivier, your creations always make my eyes shine."

After saying this, Mrs. Ortega seemed to be used to it, and went to clean the house with her mop set.

"boss."

"I have brought your guests, next..."

Miles Warren walked to the door.

"It's none of your business."

"I don't like the way you look. The body of the jackal needs to be remade."

"professor……"

"Don't appear in front of me recently."

It's a pity.

There appears to be no Miles Warren involved in this feast.

The real reason is that Morlun occupied an experimental body in the cloning cabin.

seem……

Compared to the human-looking Miles Warren, the boss behind the scenes still prefers Professor Jackal!

"Then I wish you a pleasant meal. I will adjust the final experiment soon."

"I'm leaving first."

Miles Warren did not go to see Morlun again, he turned around and left along the elevator.

"Come in."

"My good friend, I wanted to wait for the guests in the room with you, but I'm sorry."

"I always like to play the music too high."

After Miles Warren.

Of course it was the long-awaited Mr. Stalker, who was still holding a gift in his hand.

"It doesn't matter."

"Being able to report to you on the progress of our mission while also being able to greet guests."

"This is really an honor for me."

Mr. Stalker entered the room first and faced the interior with a gap open.

Morlun took a deep breath for some reason.

And now...

It's time for Mo Lun to really see the other party's true face.

"Welcome."

"Mr. Morlun from the Heir family, I am having a unique cage match!"

"How about it……"

"How about we enjoy the feast and see who is the big winner?!"

A sufficiently passionate voice.

But……

The moment Morlun stepped into the room, what he saw was a pale enough skull face.

Just like...
To be continued...