I was expelled from the team and was recruited by the demons?

"I'm tired... Let's do this for today.

Back at the inn, Eli locked himself in his room.

Outside the door, Chizuru and Emma were each leaning against the wall in silence.

Emma put away her usual smile, and at this time she looked very cold, not knowing what to think.

"Do you know anything about the young master?"

Chizuru looked at Emma and asked faintly.

Emma looked up, her eyes that had been clear as water in the past seemed to have condensed into ice.

That cold feeling, even Chizuru subconsciously avoided her gaze.

"There's some garbage, we still have to clean it up."

Emma opened her mouth to speak, her voice was extremely calm, but this kind of coldness that could not hear a trace of ups and downs was even more terrifying.

"Does it have anything to do with that Morning Star Guild?"

Chizuru recalled Eli's reaction in the council hall earlier, and she vaguely felt that something had happened between Eli and Morningstar.

But Emma didn't tell her anything, and she could only speculate on her instincts.

"The people of Morning Star don't move for now, I have other arrangements for them."

Emma pulled some tobacco leaves out of her pocket, kneaded them into bundles in the palm of her hand, and expertly lit them in her mouth.

"When did you learn this?"

Chizuru said with a frown.

“...... I don't remember, it was a long time ago, after all, it was hundreds of years, and it was quite difficult for a person to survive.

Emma was silent for a moment, then raised her head and exhaled a faint puff of smoke.

"Can it be relieved?"

Chizuru tilted her head and asked softly.

"Let's treat the symptoms but not the root cause... Tsk, it's damp, it's really hard to pump.

Emma tossed the lit tobacco away, and her fingertips flicked.

Within moments, the tobacco that had fallen to the ground was scorched by the flames created by the magic, leaving not a trace behind.

“...... Is it necessary?

Chizuru looked at the slowly disappearing fly ash and couldn't help but ask.

"The young master doesn't like this, and I don't want him to know."

Emma turned to look at Chizuru and said lightly

, "You stay here to take care of the young master, I think what he needs at this time is a gentle and serious woman,

not a madman like me."

"Emma..."

Chizuru opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to say it.

"Okay, I won't be jealous, you can stay at ease, I'll do the dirty work."

Emma smiled and patted Chizuru on the shoulder, then silently turned around and walked towards the hallway.

Chizuru stood in place, stunned as she watched her departing back.

At this moment, she found that Emma seemed to have a lot more on her back than she was.

............

"... Crazy, all crazy. "

In the underground pipes of the royal capital, Sanchez, who is carrying a large bag on his back, is running frantically.

Ever since he attacked the Knights' camp yesterday, the Knights' gang has been arresting people like crazy.

Originally, the Knights were just catching the masked men outside

Today, I don't know what's going on, but they suddenly shifted their target to the people who used to be in the black market.

Sanchez was already a patron of the black market.

Not only him, but almost the entire king was hiding in underground pipes, and nine out of ten were frequent patrons of the black market.

On weekdays, the guards of the royal capital didn't bother to take care of them rats lurking in the shadows.

Even the Knights are reluctant to investigate in the gray area.

But this time, the gang didn't know which tendon was wrong, and they had to catch someone before they stopped.

"Damn, when the limelight is over, I'm going to get the money back from those guys."

That being said, Sanchez also knows that this is only a very unlikely possibility.

Let's not talk about whether he can save his life, Winnie still covered his face that day, and he couldn't know the identity of the other party at all.

In normal times, he could still entrust an intelligence dealer to help investigate.

Now that the news of the royal capital is tight, he doesn't have this opportunity at all.

"Search ahead!"

The glow of the fire behind him seemed to come from hell, amplifying along the dimly lit walls of pipes on either side.

Sanchez snorted, and leaped into the cold, foul-smelling water.

Beneath the surface, Sánchez unleashed the Assassin's proprietary occult magic in an attempt to minimize his breath.

The knights on the shore held up their lights and searched carefully along the pipes.

But their level is still lower after all, and naturally they can't detect Sanchez, who was once an S-class adventurer.

After the search team disappeared ahead, Sanchez's head gradually surfaced.

The pair of cloudy pupils cautiously observed the surrounding environment.

After making sure there was no danger around him, Sanchez crawled out of the gutter.

"It's really like a dead mouse."

Sanchez looked at his embarrassed appearance, and couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly.

"No, no, no."

A female voice mixed with banter came from behind him, and the three words with a slight pause in the middle almost scared Sanchez to the point of standing on end.

He's an S-class specialized assassin.

He has always been the only one who hides his form, how can anyone approach him silently?

Sanchez turned back in horror and saw a feminine girl in a magnificent white dress.

Before he knew it, Sanchez felt as if he was hallucinating.

The people in front of him, like gods walking along the skyline, seem out of place in this cold and damp underground environment.

"You're a living rat, at least for now."

The girl in the shadows stepped forward gently, the ends of her cherry-red hair windless and automatic.

Through the faint light reflected in the water, Sanchez was able to see the other man's face clearly.

In this world, there really are... Is Mi Cheng such a person?

The other party's miraculous face will make people worship just by looking at it.

So much so that Sanchez at this time forgot how weird the current situation was.

"Bite him to death."

Emma looked up and gave the order in a very flat manner.

The pupils dilated unlimitedly, until they devoured the whites of the eyes around them, like a lonely dark night, without a trace of light.

The next moment, the entire surface of the water seemed to hear her call, and kept chrysalising thick bubbles, looking like a river of hell that had been boiled.

The space around it was distorted at this moment.

No, it's not just a twist.

Sanchez turned his head sluggishly, staring blankly at everything around him.

The walls, the stones, and even the space he was in, seemed to be given life, and they squirmed wildly at this moment.

It's hard to describe.

It's as if everything comes alive except for him.

The space gradually shattered, and the pitch-black turbidity current seeped out of it.

And the pavement beneath Sanchez's feet was completely twisted, turning into a swampy fluid, frantically devouring his flesh.

“！"

Sánchez struggled to mobilize the magic in his body, but he soon discovered it to his horror.

Even the magic in his body was tearing at his flesh.

He wanted to call for help, but the viscous and thick black liquid was already rushing frantically down his mouth and nose into the depths.

A dignified S-class adventurer, but before he died, he couldn't even make the slightest sound.

Emma just stood there, quietly admiring the horrific scene of purgatory on earth.