alliance of misthophoros

Chapter 4 1.4 God's Pact: Satan
In the dim tavern lights.

The smile on the corner of Bunier's mouth was even worse, even a little creepy and evil.

He propped his head on one hand, pointing at the back of Davis leaving with the other hand, pointing at the back of Davis, silently making a mouth shape.

Ouch!
【Clinic. 】

With a serious face, Wilson asked Davis in a low voice: "What did you talk about. Why did Bunier come to you?"

"How do you know his name?" Davis was a little surprised.

"Burnier." Wilson repeated the name again, thinking and talking, "Have you seen the tattoos on the back of their necks? When I saw them, I seemed to have a little impression. Where have you seen it?"

"At the tavern just now, I stared at the face talking with you, and it felt familiar. After recalling it over and over again, I finally remembered it."

"Bunier, the heinous human trafficker."

There was a rare seriousness in Wilson's words, "When I was young, my father and I traveled all over the world to accept mercenary business and dealt with this man. This man's always smiling face and his ability to 'fake death' left me with a deep impression. Very impressive. And Bunier once used this ability to transport hundreds of people at one time."

"Fake death?" Safir approached in confusion.

"A kind of ability that can make people appear in a state of suspended animation. After waking up, the suspended animation person only remembers that he slept but did not really die. The shortest period of sleep can last for a few days, and the longest period can last for several years." Wilson said with a look on his face. Seriously, "Bunier, this man is still the same, and even his appearance has not changed much. But I was still under the cover at that time, so he probably won't remember me."

A pair of clear blue eyes stared at Wilson seriously.

Wilson took off his glasses and said while wiping the lenses with a soft cloth, "The information here is too closed. My impression of the Mercenary Corps is still a few years ago, so I don't know what's going on now."

Speaking of Wilson, he stretched out two fingers, "I know that there are two large mercenary groups, one is called the Bounty Alliance and the other is called the Hunter Alliance. The two alliances have different names, which also means that they are for different purposes. purposeful action.”

"As the name suggests, the Bounty Alliance is for money, while the Hunter Alliance is for honor and their respective beliefs. There are all kinds of people in the two alliances, but it doesn't mean that there are only bad people in the Bounty Alliance and good people in the Hunter Alliance."

"And Bunier is the lowest-level cadre in the 'Piece' organization in the bounty alliance. As long as it is related to the business of transporting people, he is almost everywhere. This man is addicted to gambling, and he will do anything for money. He has long been a desperate man. only."

Wilson put on his clean glasses.

The clear mirror reflects a piece of clarity.

"So, Davis, no matter what kind of friendship you have with this person, it's best not to have any contact with him."

"He asked me to join them." Davis lowered his eyes. "Give me three days to think about it."

Wilson's face turned pale immediately.

If Bunier is rejected, let alone confronting Bunier who possesses such a terrifying ability, even if Bunier is killed, the banditry organization will not let it go without such a cadre.

Troubles will come one after another, endlessly.

"The underground labyrinth we went to before should be used by people traffickers." Safir didn't care how difficult Bunier was for them now, and had already started to think about countermeasures .

a few hours ago.

The three of them entered the secret passage where Wilson sensed that the farmer had entered the farm. This was no ordinary sewer.

Explore through the extremely weak lights in the secret passage.

There seems to be nothing in this narrow underground secret passage, but it seems to be able to reach all parts of the town in all directions.

The three people who were groping forward suddenly heard the footsteps of a group of people.

Safir suddenly blew off the weak candlelight on the candle in the secret passage in front of him.

Only the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.

The three of them didn't dare to make a sound easily.

Only the sound of nervous heartbeat and breathing remained quietly.

"Huh? The light here is broken?"

A big man in the light said that he was about to walk into the darkness, reaching for the extinguished candle.

And the three people in the dark also prepared knives and guns.

"Don't worry about it, I'll talk about such trivial matters later, they all said that we found that little monster, and urged us to go over and help." Another person in the light grabbed the guy who wanted to go into the darkness, and at the same time issued a warning, "You Don't make trouble again at this time!"

"Ah, yes, yes, then let's go quickly."

All I could hear was a group of hurried and chaotic footsteps fading away.

Safir stepped forward to follow up to find out.

Wilson stopped Safire.

Both Wilson and Davis agreed that staying here was too dangerous and decided to go back. Fortunately, with the help of Safir's memory, the three of them left the underground labyrinth smoothly and safely.

"I've lived here for so many years, and now I know the existence of the underground labyrinth." After hearing Savile's words, Davis recalled the experience just now and sighed.

"No wonder there are missing people every year. This business should have been done for a long time." Wilson frowned when he thought of Bunier, "When I first met you when I came here, I only knew that there were robbers here. I didn't know there was a maze. It's just that I didn't expect to meet him one day to catch you."

【Camp】

"Boss Neil, that little monster is safe and well, and everything is ready." The subordinate said respectfully to the person who was leisurely enjoying the beautiful sunset on the balcony.

Speaking of that little monster, one has to talk about its breathtakingly good looks.She was born with gray hair and light brown pupils, but the words uttered from her throat were like the whispers of the devil whispering in her ears, and those eyes were even bloodthirsty red in the dark environment.

It is said that the little monster was born of an ordinary family, but this little monster does not look like its parents at all.Since the birth of this little monster, strange things have happened frequently around this family. Later, everyone was shocked to find that this little monster had the ability to speak like a spirit and was immortal.

It has powerful and evil magic power in its body, and countless capable people have come into contact with it. From the countless bloody confrontations, the world finally understands a truth.

This little monster is estimated to belong to an ancient powerful monster.

Just like the emergence of a virus hidden in the depths of the ice, it will inevitably lead to disasters. As soon as this news came out, it suddenly caused panic among many people in the know.

The bounty offered by this little monster is also surprisingly high.

"You said, it's 9000 million gold coins plus ten cities, okay." Bunier really loves and hates this little monster. He lost a lot of people trying to catch it, and almost killed himself, but The bounty of this thing can make him crazy happy.

"Still, a country's throne, a princess, okay?"

The smile on Bunier's face gradually distorted, and he asked himself and answered, "Haha, what is the throne? I'm not interested in that kind of thing at all. I must choose 9000 million two gold coins, and those cities will be sold to the guys in the alliance." , this money will probably keep me entertained in 'Heaven' for a long time!"

Nothing can restrain this little monster, and now that it is caught, it is just to take advantage of its exhaustion and allow Bunier to take advantage of it, and use spells and soul locks to temporarily catch it. It is better to take it back to deal with it as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams.

"The weather is really good today." Bunier sipped his wine, looked at the St. Martin bird flying across the sky with a smile on his face, stretched out his fingertips, and followed it like a shotgun.

Ouch!
I saw the flying St. Martin's wings suddenly froze and fell straight to the ground.

Bunier said to give Davis three days.

In fact, it's just talk.

On the second night, Bunier sent someone to smuggle Davis, who was in a state of suspended animation, to the camp, and at the same time packed up his things and prepared to leave overnight.

Safire and Wilson, who had just returned to the clinic, discovered that Davis had disappeared.

In order to deal with emergencies, Wilson has always kept the hair of Safire and Davis, so Wilson can know the general physical condition and location of the two in real time.

Wilson discovered through his ability that it was Bunier's people who took Davis.

The two could not sit idly by, so they decided to take risks to rescue Davis.

In the secret passage with flickering candles.

Safir, who has a good memory, led the way and groped forward, while Wilson roughly pointed out the direction behind.

It's no wonder that this underground secret passage is unguarded, because ordinary people can't get out of this complicated labyrinth, and they don't need guards at all.

After repeated trial and error, the two finally had a clue.

In the darkness, Safir lowered his voice and asked.

"Is it near here?"

Wilson looked seriously at Safir's blue eyes that looked like stars in the darkness, and nodded.

Sapphire opened the door slightly.

Outside are a bunch of temporary tents and some soldiers on patrol.

Wilson looked at Safir's small body, and felt indescribable amazement in his heart. Safir actually went around and walked out of such a complicated maze. What a terrible memory, and...

Wilson, who had been paying attention to Davis, noticed the blood in Safire's hand.

"Is that the tent?" Safir looked at these people calmly, thinking. "Wilson, I'm going to distract these people, you take Davis back"

"My blood is dripping on the way I came here, you should be able to see it if you are careful."

I saw Safir rushing out like this.

Safire!
Wilson's shout was swallowed in his throat, and he didn't even move the corner of Safir's clothes.

"Someone!! Hey! Brat over there, stop!"

In order not to expose Wilson's location, Safire first slipped to an inconspicuous place while the guards were not paying attention, and then deliberately let the guards see him running in the opposite direction.

"There is a smell of smoke!"

"My God, who set the fire! Hurry up and put out the fire! Also, where's that brat! Hurry up and find him!"

There was a sudden commotion in the camp.

Safir ran exhausted, hid, and ran to places where there were few people.

The strange thing is that even though they are still in the camp, there are fewer and fewer guards in some places.

A strange tent appeared unexpectedly in sight. This tent was much larger than the others and had no lights inside.

After squatting in the dark for a long time, I found that there was indeed no guard.

No one here!
Safire didn't know if he was exhausted, but he heard a magnetic voice talking to himself, obviously there was no one around.

- delicious soul.

"Who is speaking."

What Safir didn't know was that this was a heavily guarded area, and there should be several times as many guards around it.

However, not long ago.

The souls of these people were eaten and their bodies turned into ashes.

—Come in, baby.

Safir was startled, and looked at the tent in front of him. Is the person inside talking to him?

"Who?"

Safir involuntarily moved his legs forward.

Only the magical voice remained in my ears.

The appearance of the tent in front of me is actually several times larger than other tents, and the texture and pattern of the tent are also quite different.

A dim light began to burn in the tent.

Sapphire went straight in.

The tent was suddenly filled with strange patterns and some strange lights.

These lights come together in one place.

The center of the light.

imprisoned a scarred teenager
The boy looks like a handsome Russian boy of aristocratic blood, a beast who can make countless women's hearts flustered with just one look, and his every gesture is full of a gentleman's abstinence, but his voice is deep and magnetic, like a devil whispering to his ears.

He has gray slightly curly hair, thin and muscular like a Persian cat raised by a rich man, with slender eyelashes, blood-red eyes, excellent facial features and cute, with a black cloth collar around his neck, a metal circle in the middle, and a clavicle. Extra sexy with firm abs.

It's just that besides his appearance, what's hard to ignore is the wet blood on the young man's body, and the sharp iron hook piercing through the heart.

(End of this chapter)