The cold-faced earl doesn't want to trigger the plot

"No need. His 'name' is already being forgotten, and even if it reappears, it will not be able to create new fears. Moreover, he has gone completely crazy..."

The old man sighed again,

"Obviously, he also has outstanding talents... What a pity. It is because there are always talented people who have not been properly guided, so our long-cherished wish has not been realized for so long."

Between the old man's words, there were new footsteps on the spiral staircase connecting this floor.

Different from the tranquility when the young people arrived before, this time the footsteps were heavy, powerful and rough.

Not long after, a tall middle-aged man who wore a short jacket even in the cold autumn, showing a lot of solid muscles, came into the room.

"Brother! This is for you!"

The middle-aged man casually threw the things he was carrying at the old man,

"Haha, this one is really big, it's hard to find such a big one!"

"The quality of the paint does not depend on the size of the container."

The old man frowned as he caught the things thrown by the middle-aged man.However, after starting to observe for a while, the face showed joy again.

"You're always lucky, 'Dismemberer'..."

Seeing the joy on the old man's face, the middle-aged man, or the "dismemberer" also grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"Oh? Are you going to finish this work?"

Seeing the old man excitedly holding the gift brought by the "dismemberer" like a child with a toy, he ran to the easel.The young man and the "Dismemberer" also approached together.

"Brother, what name do you want to name this work?"

The Dismemberer asked expectantly.

"I like, beautiful things."

Looking at the chaos on the canvas with an intoxicated expression, the old man picked up the pen at the side and inserted it into the gift brought by the "dismemberer".

A head that is still bleeding.

There was enough blood from the eye sockets that had been taken out, and the old man punched a huge cross on the canvas heavily.

"So, this painting is called..."

"Harvest."

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Nancheng District.

Following the traces left by Chris and the monster-like woman, Ribel chased him all the way.

During this period, Riber tortured his soul again and again, and made some difficult choices for both of them. In short, he decided to help Chris.

In the situation where the blessing of the gods failed for some reason, it was obviously too late for Riber to move reinforcements.Without high-altitude vision, he didn't know how long it would take him to leave the unfamiliar Nancheng District.Not to mention, you have to bring people back again and find Chris's location.

Given that the situation is generally critical (only for Chris), if he really tried to shake people, Chris would probably be completely cold by the time the shake came.

Therefore, he can only help himself.

Even without the blessing of the gods, Riber's body is quite strong.

After all, he had also received systematic training in the secret organization Church of Scourge in the past.

It's just that the current Riber is obviously unable to exert the full strength of his body.

Whenever this happens, Riber will deeply feel that there is a real problem with him.

Why didn't he spend more time to adapt to his body and master some fighting skills?

Does he have no time?

Then why every time I recall what I have done, what comes to my mind is the scene of myself drinking tea calmly?

In short, regret is useless.

Riber didn't expect to be able to explode or anything, but just hoped to draw the monster's attention to some extent, so as to create a space for Chris to escape.

The monsters in this reality will not lose their equipment when they are beaten.So, to escape is to win.

Chasing along the traces left by the two, as the pursuit gradually deepened, Riber didn't know if it was his own illusion. In short, he felt that the surrounding atmosphere was gradually becoming dignified.

When passing through an alley where the walls on both sides had collapsed, Riber felt that the monster was not far away.

Thinking of this, the determination or courage accumulated before became ineffective, and Riber's heart was full of retreat.

Perhaps he himself is the chief culprit preventing him from living a peaceful and stable life.

Riber couldn't help sighing, but there was no way.

Because, he is such a person.If there is no mistake in the saying that three years old decides to live a lifetime, then he already had this virtue when he was three years old.

Suddenly, a shrill scream of a woman resounded in the weird and quiet Nancheng District.

Riber stopped immediately, because the sound came from the front.

What is this scream?

Did passers-by get caught in it, did Chris' broken voice just like this, or...

With [-] points of vigilance, Riber tiptoed through the alley.

After the relatively narrow path ended, what appeared in front of Riber was a small square-like place.Judging from the several wells on the edge, this should be the place where the residents of Nancheng District usually draw water.

And right in the center of this small square, there are two groups of flames burning blazingly.

One of the flames was particularly huge and fierce.

The flame that had almost become incandescent burned the things it surrounded into ashes in a short time.

And the burning object... If Riber hadn't misread it, it would be a monster-like woman with a particularly huge head upwards, attacking others with hair strands.

what's the situation?what happened?

Why is the monster that should be chasing Chris being burned?

Where is Chris?

Riber's heart was full of shock, and it was difficult to move his neck.

Then the next moment, he realized something that shocked him even more.

That is, the other of the two flames he thought was burning... didn't seem to be fire.

This group of flames has a human form!

Standing at the front of the monster's incinerated ashes, the human-shaped flame or the flame-shaped person slowly turned around and faced Riber.

All of a sudden, whether it is the brain, heart, instinct, wildness, etc., everything is telling Riber that "you are dangerous now".However, Riber, who has been locked by Burning Man, can't do anything well.

Immediately, a mouth-like slit quietly appeared on the empty face of Pyro, who was staring at Ribel, and smiled at Ribel.

Another moment, with a sound of "huh", the burning man seemed to be completely burned, and suddenly disappeared completely in a gust of breeze.

Almost in an instant, the square became empty.

The previous brightness also returned to the darkness, only a pinch of black ash in the center of the square, showing that what Riber saw before actually happened.Rather than the fantasy created by his overly urgent heart.

goo...

It took a long time before Riber swallowed a large amount of accumulated saliva, talking to himself like a dream,

"What the hell is this..."

What did he see before?What happened?

Barely maintaining a standing posture, Riber, who had been standing there for a long time, gradually realized that there was a person before him who was burned to ashes in an instant before his eyes.

Even though the woman looked more like a monster, before the real "monster", she looked like a human again.

No, not when feeling sentimental about a monster that attacks people.

Chris...

Yes, Chris.

"Chris! Chris—"

As if to calm down the panic and fear, and as if looking forward to it, Riber called out Chris's name loudly.

After a long time, Riber, who started to yell with severe pain in his throat, heard a faint response.

"I...I'm here..."

Following the sound, Riber saw a collapsed house next to the square.And Chris' voice came from the piled up rubble.

No wonder, he couldn't see the light of his protagonist!

Riber hurried to the rubble, and saw that it was almost submerged in sand and rocks, and Chris was held down by two cross bars.

After trying his best to start the rescue work, Riber's excellent physique played a role and successfully rescued Chris from under the crossbar.

"My lord..."

Among the dilapidated houses, Chris, who was lying on the ground weakly breathing, his body covered with scars and sandstones, and his maid outfit had become tattered, looked extremely pitiful, which also made Ribel's expression extremely complicated.

"I didn't expect that the Earl would come back...I thought I was just a bait..."

With a rather poignant smile on his face, Chris spoke weakly.

"It seems that my rescue plan was not reliable from the beginning."

Riber said with a somewhat embarrassed face.

And at that time, did Chris still lure that monster-like woman away, knowing that rescue would probably not come?

"Ugh..."

Riber sighed, and a sense of indebtedness emerged in his heart.

In terms of the result, he saved Chris who was almost crushed to death, he was the other party's savior...

The relationship between this person and person is really unclear.

"From now on, just call me Riber."

"This... I was born in a relatively strict family. So, even in front of my parents, I have to wear an honorific title. So, 'Mr. Riber', is it okay to call me like this?"

"can."

Riber replied somewhat helplessly.

When ordinary people hear such words, shouldn't the reaction be "How dare I? How can I be ashamed?", and then reluctantly accept it under persuasion?

Why did he come to Chris, he was haggling instead.

I don't know if this detective is going his own way or has an independent personality.

"Speaking of which, what about that monster-like lady? Shouldn't she have peeled off my face and then left?"

Chris said, tremblingly raised his hand, touched his face and let out a sigh of relief.

The atmosphere created by the Earl was weird, so for a while, he thought that he might be dying.

"After being involved in the collapse of this house, I lost consciousness."

"This..."

Riber hesitated for a moment, sorting out the words from his chaotic head,

"When I came, she was already dead, or in the process of dying... A fireman-like existence suddenly appeared and burned her to ashes."

"fire man?"

"Correct."

"Without warning, without foreshadowing, without purpose, without reason, he appeared suddenly just when Mr. Riber arrived, and punished the monster for Mr. Riber, is it Burning Man?"

"Uh..."

Listening to what Chris said, the corners of Riber's mouth twitched, as if he understood what the other party meant,

"Would you believe me if I said that that Burning Man really has nothing to do with me?"

"Of course I believe Mr. Riber's words."

Chris said, showing a meaningful smile that seemed to say "I understand, I understand".