The warden who guards the witches

That night, the White Horse Hotel fell into Huihui City.

Aiden stood by the window, opened the curtains a crack and looked outside. After making sure that no one was watching in the alley, he turned around.

This is a pretty good hotel, with spacious single rooms, bright gas lights, a big soft bed, a bathroom with a large bathtub for taking a bath, a floor-to-ceiling mirror for arranging clothes, a desk for working, and even a There is a small round tea table for people to receive guests. The decoration cannot be said to be gorgeous, but it can be regarded as quite exquisite.

"There are homeless refugees everywhere outside. Wouldn't you feel uneasy about staying in such a good hotel?" The vision of the goddess of revenge sat boredly beside the bed and said to Aiden in a mocking tone.

Behind her, the amalgam golem was faithfully performing its task of unpacking travel items from its duffel bag.

"I don't quite understand your logic. If I stay in a hotel, their situation will be better?" Aiden replied calmly, "I just chose this hotel for the convenience of investigation."

They were in the most prosperous Jinhu District of Luohui City, with row upon row of houses and lively streets. There were restaurants, department stores, theaters, dance halls... and many common shopping and entertainment projects.

At this late hour, there are still people coming and going on the avenue outside. Of course, there are also many refugees begging in places with a lot of people.

Aiden chose this hotel simply because it was close to one of the addresses he wanted to investigate.

"It seems that you have enough funds for this trip?" the goddess of revenge asked.

"I'm not short of money now, I'm short of clues." Aiden replied.

"What a surprise. I thought you were the kind of kind person who likes to help others." The goddess of revenge said in a teasing tone.

"I don't mind just giving away a little of my surplus to help those who are really in trouble, but with the huge refugee group in Gistas, I'm afraid even if I donate all my belongings, it will only be a drop in the bucket. I have never been the kind of philanthropic person you say, I believe that doing good must be done according to one's ability..." Aiden glanced at the goddess of revenge and replied in the same tone, "You should do good yourself and encourage others to do good, and the most taboo thing about doing good is moral kidnapping."

"Oh, I'm just advising those who have the ability to do good..." The goddess of revenge spread her hands in a pretentious manner.

"This is called moral kidnapping. Trying to use your own standards to kidnap others into doing good deeds and turning spontaneous good deeds into heavy tasks will only suppress other people's enthusiasm for doing good." Aiden said without changing his expression, "Speaking of which Come back, when did you become so keen on charity? The Vengeance Temple you lead is simply a terrorist organization. If you insist on it, you are responsible for what these refugees have suffered. "

"The Temple of Revenge exists to help poor people who are unable to take revenge. If these refugees who have lost their homes are determined to seek revenge, the Temple of Revenge will also give them weapons of revenge..."

"Don't come here." Aiden interrupted the goddess of revenge before she could finish her words. "When you gave strength to believers, didn't you also use 'sacrifice' to collect the price? Loan sharks morally kidnap ordinary people for donations, you Aren’t you ashamed?”

"You know what kind of god I am, but you still expect me to have a sense of morality. I just want to tease you. You are very sharp-tongued. You are not willing to suffer any losses after doing one thing after another. You are very suitable for giving speeches in the square. Well, you should have some potential as a politician or religious leader." The goddess of revenge smiled ferociously.

"Thank you for the compliment." Aiden glanced at her coldly, "You and I share the same body now, and you also take advantage of the better food and accommodation conditions, so please shut up, my Ms. Phoenix. ”

"It turns out you're taking care of me. I'm really touched." The goddess of revenge smiled evilly, "Then for dinner, I want to eat -"

"I decide what to eat." Aiden interrupted her.

"What do you want to eat again?" The goddess of revenge frowned slightly.

"Stir-fried shredded pork with green pepper and remove the meat." Aiden smiled.

"...Are you making trouble, kid?"

"You were the one who made the joke on me first." Aiden spread his hands, "Let's not talk about it for now. Where is Mr. Bloody Clothes now?"

"You just confirmed it once an hour ago, and this is the fifth time today." The Fury sneered, "Is it necessary to be so afraid, kid?"

"Facing an enemy that is much stronger than you, it is not a bad thing to be cautious... No, it should be the attitude that normal people should have." Aiden replied, "If there is a real fight, you can't help much. And now I die If you do, you will die."

"Hmph, whatever you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the goddess of revenge disappeared.

At the same time, Aiden felt a ball of anger rising from the bottom of his heart - the goddess of revenge was directly communicating with him with her consciousness, sharing the hatred in her heart with him.

The blurry image of Mr. Bloody-clothed standing in the burning temple flashed by. Aiden sat down on the chair and subconsciously grasped the armrests of the chair.

This hatred is so strong, like a whirlpool, trying hard to pull at Aiden's reason. Aiden could feel that his consciousness was resonating with this hatred, because he also had a grudge against Mr. Bloody Clothes.

The current goddess of revenge is essentially an evil spirit full of revenge, and direct spiritual communication with her is actually risky. The chaotic obsession of evil spirits has a strong impact on the sanity of ordinary people. Many people who were secretly cast by necromancers and possessed by evil spirits eventually went crazy.

Aiden closed his eyes, sensing the same hatred, and the revenge call of the goddess of vengeance gradually emerged in the depths of Aiden's consciousness.

He felt that there was a ball of fire in the distance in the endless darkness, flickering and a little blurry.

Compared with the previous sensings, there was no change in the distance.

Aiden opened his eyes again and tried to withdraw his attention so that his consciousness could get out of the quagmire of hatred of the goddess of vengeance.

"No new moves... this trick actually works?" Aiden murmured.

"I know the power of revenge very well, you don't have to doubt me." The goddess of vengeance smiled, "The situation of two spirits in one body originally has a confusing effect on this kind of sensing, and the word of "existence" can make his sense more or less blurred. Of course, he can still sense you, but not so accurately. If the distance is closer, he can still smell your scent. If your word of God is higher than his "vengeance", even without me, you can deceive him."

Aiden turned his head and looked at the floor-length mirror, and the mirror reflected the real him.

He blinked his eyes and switched his senses to the effect of being replaced by the "Stand" power.

The person standing in the mirror suddenly changed from him to the goddess of vengeance.