I am a stubborn person and work for the evil god to fight against female prostitution.

The air here is peculiar.

There is a strange sweet smell that is not like the real world.

The structure of the room is quite simple.

On the left-hand side is a pile of tattered wooden planks that no one can call a bed in the most tolerant eye.

It is covered with traces of corrosion and holes from rat bites.

On the right-hand side is a four-pillar table with a top almost covered in cobwebs.

The walls were clinging to wet moss, faintly emitting a faint blue glow.

The light was so mysterious and cold in the dark night that everyone who saw it couldn't help but tremble.

I looked out of the only window, and I could only be accompanied by the darkness of the depths.

Although, jumping is also an option.

But the subconscious mind warned me.

Those who do not follow the rules may not have good fruit to eat here.

All I can say for sure is the second floor of a certain cottage.

The old furnishings, the furniture is covered with dust, and it looks like it has not been inhabited for a long time.

Yes, there are no 'people' living there.

But there's something else going on...

I felt something unusual.

With the Righteous Libra brings me a great talent for magical manipulation.

I did perceive something.

Dark red magic threads swirled around the room, like aimless sentinels.

The thread was faintly pointing in the direction of the doorway.

Whew!

This mission does not seem to be simple.

The troubles of Viscount Ulch were more complicated than I had imagined.

However, now that we are here, we are in trouble.

No one wants to sit still.

I gently pushed the door open....

In front of you is a wide walkway, illuminated by the faint light of the marvelous plants on the walls on both sides.

I held my breath and tiptoed forward.

But, it soon became clear that it was useless to do it.

Everywhere I walked, the old floor creaked.

It is harsher than the gongs and drums of the Devil's Thunderbolt.

It seems that it is impossible to hide the movement.

I straightened my waist and strode forward.

But he became more cautious in his heart.

I came to the end of the aisle.

A stone spiral staircase that you can't see as far as you can see is presented.

The cold wind blowing from below sent a beautiful singing of the woman.

I sniffed, and I felt dizzy in my head.

A faint smell of blood was felt in the passage.

I walked down the stairs step by step.

Tentatively moving forward in the dark.

Keep moving forward.

The endless staircase is like hell.

No matter how you go, you can't get to the end.

The space that keeps descending gives me a sense of head-to-toe subversion.

The music in my ears is louder.

Sometimes like a flute, sometimes like a guitar rattling, urging me forward.

I went forward as it wished.

Just keep your eyes peeled and hold the hilt of the sword behind your back with your right hand.

The smell of blood is stronger.

I don't know how long it took for me to go underground.

A cautious step forward, but it was a straight plane.

I arrived at the room on the first floor.

And, in the darkness, I saw the singing woman.

She stood straight in the center, wearing a thick coat and a scarf.

There it was like a stone statue, blind and deaf to my coming.

Just singing loudly.

It seemed to come from the netherworld, and it smelled like a rotten fruit.

I stepped forward.

The wind blowing from the void was fierce and fierce.

With a biting chill.

There was an indescribable force in the wind, as if it was trying to stop me in my tracks.

I came to her after all.

Draw my sword and unsheath

it! The glittering cold light pierces the darkness!

I bow slightly.

The woman turned her head slowly.

"What? Hypnotism doesn't work, do you surprise you?" the

woman looked at me deeply.

At the same time, tear off the scarf and open your mouth wide.

Blood and malice came to you!

Her mandibles hung down to incredible proportions, and her bright red lip flaps parted to reveal her smooth teeth.

No, that's not a tooth! At

least, it's not a tooth that humans can have.

It was the fangs of the monster!

I felt like I was being tied up with ropes.

Cold, brutal, and chilling.

The blood vessels in my ears thumped, and the

singing stopped.

I saw the woman's body twist and change like a wave.

Melt into the shadows and pounce on me!

Midnight, the Viscount's library.

"Don't... Don't kill us! Don't kill us! We're innocent!" the

goblin flapped her broken wings as she snapped her fingers.

I want to break free from the palm of this hateful human woman in front of me.

However, the blonde girl found this small movement, and the blonde girl pushed a little harder.

"Tap, tap, do you want to pinch us to death?

Let's not run, we really don't run! Please relax your strength.

"Tell me quickly, where is Lord Xia Ming?, what kind of trick have you used?" The

human woman Aisarina was very anxious in her heart, but on the surface she quietly shouted:

"Cancel your witchcraft!

"Can't cancel! can't cancel!"

"The goblin cried out eagerly

, "if it's canceled now, let the female vampire go."

"What do you mean, explain it quickly!"

"Oops! it hurts... It hurts! Why are you mothers of the big race so violent?

Phew! Let's say, let's say it now! But don't try it again.

Another large species is in the 'Fairy Dream' we weave, and the female vampire is there. "

What?!, Fairy Dream?"

Nervously, a burst of force strangled the little goblin and rolled his eyes.

"What kind of illusion is it? Why does it make people disappear?"

"It's not an illusion! it's the natural magic of our goblins.

Specifically, it is to briefly connect to a reality-like space, and project the existence concept of the caster into it..."

"Stop talking nonsense!Quickly release Lord Xia Ming

!""Can't let it go!If you let it go, the vampire will also run out."

We...... We can send you in, that female vampire can't be let go. "

Okay, send me in now!" said

Asarina, who thought again.

"No, you'll have to go in with you.

Otherwise, you might be doing something outside. Tears

welled up in the corners of his eyes, and the little goblin was aggrieved.

"We really don't have any bad intentions, we are coerced.

You see, half of our wings were ripped off by that brutal fellow.

We won't like it. "

Move fast!"

"Wow! Big people are terrible... Let's, we want to go home...",

the little goblin still obediently began to cast spells as instructed.

A circle of white mist that turned into substance appeared in front of Aisarina's eyes out of thin air.

She didn't dodge or dodge, allowing the mist to envelop her body.

In the whirlwind of spatial changes, she always retained the last half of her clarity.

Five fingers clenched into fists, pinching the little goblin's body.

"Bah, let's, we're going to die, we're going to be pinched by you, let go, big species!".