Feast of villains

In the brilliantly decorated hall, Sister Marlene, who seemed to be the host, was chatting with people with a smile on her face. Her exquisite body wrapped in a cheongsam was extremely sultry.

Nance finally finished explaining to the queen, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly took a few bites of the free food on the table.

The angels and the familiars are supposed to be two hostile camps, but Sister Marlene openly extends an olive branch... It seems that the opposition between good and evil in this world is not that serious, or in other words, compared to good and evil, interests are

Something people care about more.

Nance drank wine and listened to others discuss topics such as elections and stocks.

From time to time his eyes would glance outside.

The night view of New Yokohama from the floor-to-ceiling window was unobstructed, and the lights of the port were vividly visible, which reminded him of the cosmic city in "Star Wars". In addition to the great viewing angle, the banquet was also of a high enough standard that everyone who arrived was

He often appears in the news.

The drinks and food are luxurious, and the cups are also of the highest quality.

"It's great to have money."

Nance could only express such emotion.

He turned on the device on his wrist and dialed Susha's number.

Didn't answer.

I looked around the banquet hall and saw no one.

Touched the wallet.

Sure enough, he disappeared. He was probably taken away while they were having a fight on the sofa.

However, Nance went to the gambling hall and walked around, but still couldn't find her whereabouts.

"You're such a big person, you shouldn't get lost..." Nance was too lazy to care about her anymore and decided to go back by himself.

Walking down the stairs and across the bar hall when he saw Shirley at the counter, he waved and showed a charming smile: "Goodbye, Miss Shirley, Susha and I are going home first."

【Jealousy 1】

After picking up the last handful of wool, the progress bar reached 10%, and Nance took the elevator down to the first floor with satisfaction.

It was already dark at this time, but Shin-Yokohama was still brightly lit, like a city that never sleeps.

Starting from the pier, the lights stretch here and there, and the neon lights above the city seem to be as bright as extending to the sky.

Listening to the music coming from nowhere, Nance walked away while talking to himself calmly.

"A gentleman among gangsters..."

"The noble lady among bad women..."

"Although it's just pretending, the clothes are fragrant and the hair is full of style. It's hard to tell the truth from the fake..."

He crossed the square and passed the parking lot when he saw the black motorcycle. He stopped and squatted on the ground. Miss Su looked up. Her dim eyes were like a frightened little animal, frozen in front of her.

In the beam of the oncoming headlights.

The car drove past the two of them.

"If you squat in a place like this, you might be taken away by the police as a suspect," Nance told her.

Miss Su said with a nasal voice: "The police have food to eat."

"You might get beaten!"

"I'm used to it," she replied in a low voice.

Nance walked up to her.

After a full 30 seconds, she stood up holding the motorcycle, staring melancholy at the dark sea in front of her.

I don't know if she has cried, but her cheeks were wet, a few gray hairs clung to her cheeks, and a slight sadness moved around her.

"Don't mind," Miss Su said, "I didn't intend to cry, but I couldn't help it."

Nance took out the handkerchief he had just used to wipe Sister Marlene's legs. She used it to blow her nose silently, and brushed the hair off her cheeks with her fingers.

"Have you ever planned to kill me?" she asked.

"Kill you?"

"Um."

"Why do you ask this?"

Susa slightly shrugged her shoulders, and her expressionless face reminded people of Atlantis sinking to the bottom of the sea.

"Just wanted to ask," she said dully.

"No."

"real?"

"Really." Nance replied affirmatively, "Although I thought about teaching you a lesson, I didn't go to the extent of killing you."

"I'll give you a piece of advice."

"What?"

"Being kind and soft-hearted will lead to loss."

"Probably." Nance smiled.

Susha remained silent and just stared at the ships in the distance.

When the evening breeze blew by, she took out a crumpled cigarette case from her pocket, lit one and held it in her mouth. The white smoke from the cigarette end quickly dissipated in the sea breeze.

"I lost everything." She blew out smoke rings and took Nance's wallet out of her arms, "I don't have a penny left."

"If you lose all your money, go home." Nance said nonchalantly, "It's only a few hundred pennies in total anyway."

Apparently he didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

"It's 100,000 pounds, which you owe to the casino..." Miss Su showed a rare guilty expression.

"?"

Nance was stunned in the sea breeze.

The two fell silent again. As the night deepened and the lights gradually dimmed, the ship's whistle carried the sea breeze from far to near.

"...Are you angry with me?"

"What do you think?"

"I know this is too much, so I sincerely apologize to you."

"Ah, you don't have to worry about this. It's me who is stupid and I deserve this lesson. If you feel really bad about it, just buy a super large French fries and feed it to the seagulls at the port tomorrow. Just treat it like I'm showing kindness and get 1,000

Wanlai, please care for animals..."

Nance said something that he found incomprehensible, then raised his legs and walked forward.

"Hey, wait a minute..." Susha grabbed his arm with one hand, pulled out the Kodachi sword with the other hand and handed it over, "Kill me, I mean it, I'm not kidding."

Nance looked back at her.

The two of them fell into silence again, silently listening to the sound of small waves hitting the seawall.

It wasn't until the sea breeze stopped that Susha sniffed and started talking.

"I said before that any acquisition of power comes at a price. In addition to what is lost when trading with the monarch, there is also one's own heart..."

"When we use demonic power, we are also selling our own souls, constantly amplifying the evil in our hearts... accumulating madness and annihilating humanity, until one day, we will die spiritually and become ugly walking zombies..."

"At that stage, we are no longer ourselves. We are cold-blooded, angry, cruel monsters who only want to kill."

Nance listened indifferently.

Most familiars will lose their nature when they fall into demons, which is unavoidable. Only a very small number of familiars can gain extraordinary power while still being their original selves.

Susha looked at him with red eyes and said while sobbing: "I know I shouldn't gamble, but Mammon often whispers in my ear, asking me to continue to enjoy the pleasure of depravity. This is definitely not something that human beings can resist.

Temptation, I don’t have the confidence either... So before I turn into a monster, would you please kill me? I’m so beautiful, I don’t want to turn into an ugly monster…"

Miss Su is very talented in acting.

Her sincere words were half true and half false.

It is true that she will turn into an ugly monster, but it must be false to ask Nance to kill her.

There was an agreement between the two of them, and it was impossible for Nance to kill her with his own hands, so she was committing suicide to win sympathy.

She is really hateful, but she is also really smart and can be considered a talent... After thinking about it for a while, Nance decided to keep her and squeeze out every ounce of her value.

Of course, letting her free will definitely be a time bomb, so we have to find a way to break her wings.

With the incredible running skill of escaping, ordinary methods will definitely not be able to trap her.

Nance thought of asking the Queen for help.

But how to contact the Queen now...

Under the dim light of the street lamp, Susha looked at Nance with pitiful eyes while crying.

This guy is undoubtedly a good old man. Even after becoming a familiar, his nature has not changed fundamentally. So after she got into trouble, she immediately assumed a meek and weak posture to win his tolerance.

As she said herself, good people are destined to suffer.

Seeing that the indifference on Nance's face gradually melted away, Miss Su's mind immediately became active again. In front of Nance, she clenched her fist with her left hand and nervously pounded the palm of her right hand repeatedly until the palm of her hand turned red.

Then he cried and shouted: "Everyone in this world is so disgusting!"

Nance came back to his senses and asked her: "I hate it too?"

"Oh, no, I'm sorry." A shy blush immediately appeared on Miss Su's face, the knife in her hand fell to the ground, and she held his arm like a baby with both hands, "My dear, you are not an annoying person, you are the most...

The nicest guy.”

Nance had a helpless smile on his face: "I really don't know how to say hello to you..."

Oh yeah, he was fooled... Susha cheered inwardly, clinging to him even more to please her, rubbing her face against his chest like a puppy's nose, and coquettishly saying: "Don't be angry this time.

Okay, sister really knows that she was wrong, and she will definitely change it in the future. My sister likes the principal the most, and she will listen to whatever you say from now on..."

Oh!

Nance sneered inwardly.

"The anger of an honest person is not so easy to calm down." He held Miss Su in his arms with his backhand, and put one hand under her skirt. While she was stunned, he whispered in her ear: "Are you ready?

Are you ready to face the punishment?"

His hand touched Miss Su's soft buttocks.

Nance shouted in his mind:

"Come out, jealous queen!"