Chapter 31

"Tsk. I'm not an octopus."

Lyon protested in dissatisfaction.

He doesn't like being represented by an octopus, just like Lola.

Miel chuckled.

This was probably the first time he smiled at Leon.

"I wanted to cross myself," he explained, "but I thought you wouldn't like it."

"I really don't like it," Leon responded. "The cross is generally believed to represent the crucifixion, the kind used to tie and nail people. Making a cross on the chest means remembering suffering. I'm not a god who shows compassion."

Miel: "So, what kind of god are you?"

Cthulion: "Terror incarnate, lord of the sea. I am a tyrant, not a father. I am a ruler, not a benefactor."

Miel: “Yeah, I remember that.”

Lola once said that the great Cthulhu ruled a city through fear, but similar words coming from Leon's mouth gave him a completely different feeling.

It feels...more convincing.

It is hard to imagine Lola ruling the world by relying on fear. It seems to rely more on the believers' own understanding.

However, it is very easy to imagine Lyon's tyrannical rule.

Leon didn't put Miel back down until he reached the second floor, under the curious gaze of the people around him.

Miel's feet felt the support of the ground for the first time in a long time.

As he followed Leon closer to his prey, he took out a comb from the family ring and slowly and methodically combed his long silver hair that was messed up by the wind.

Leon looked at him strangely, but ultimately said nothing.

Miel didn't intend to explain anything.

Negative thoughts about the future did not affect his emphasis on his own image. Even if the gallows was waiting for him, he would walk towards death gracefully.

Leon brought Miel to a room. Without knocking on the door, he kicked the upper part of the door, and put the door under his feet like lowering a drawbridge.

This is another difference between him and Lola.

Miel had no doubt that if it were Lola, she would tell him where Beren was and let him decide what to do.

And Leon didn't even give him a chance to use the "knocking technique".

However, his domineering intrusion gave Miel's hunting a good start - the drow who was sitting at the desk writing something was startled by the sudden movement, jumped up from the chair, and stumbled back.

"You, who are you? What are you doing?!"

Then, in his horrified sight, Miel smiled and poked his head out from behind Leon, raised a hand, and greeted him kindly: "Hi, little mouse."

After Miel greeted him, he was not surprised to see that Beren's face turned pale.

The silver-haired High Elf of Ice stepped forward, his sapphire-like eyes gleaming brightly under the light. The corners of his lips curled slightly, but his face lacked a trace of smile, only a chilling murderous intent.

His lips opened and closed, chanting an ancient spell, and a black tentacle emerged from the ground and wrapped around the drow's ankle.

"Touch of the Abyss." Miel announced the magic he used, and at the same time, he came to the front of the drow - Beren.

"I told you I would find you." He tilted his head, continuing to smile a chilling smile. "Before you pay the price for your thoughtless message, do you have any last words?"

"This, this, there must be some misunderstanding!" Belén finally managed to straighten his tongue. "What message? I should have given you all your father's information! It's buried under the wall of the Akunela mansion! Didn't you receive it? There must be some misunderstanding!"

"You're lying."

Miel didn't know whether Beren was lying or not, but, in any case, this drow would never see the sun tomorrow morning.

"It seems that this is your last words. Well, good night, little mouse." Miel said, chanting the spell again.

The magic he was about to perform was called "Nightmare", which was taught to him by Leon when he was carrying him on the way here.

Beren had done so many evil things, and ending his life with the Touch of the Abyss was a reward for him. It was a perfect ending to let him suffer all the things he had done to others in his dreams.

Then, as the ancient spell was chanted, Beren's eyelids gradually became heavy.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself trapped in a huge iron cage.

How could that be?

He suddenly looked down to check his body.

His body was intact, but he had no clothes.

Around his neck was a hard, cold metal collar with a heavy chain attached, making him look more like a dog than a dark elf.

Suddenly, a figure whose face could not be seen clearly walked up to his cage, opened the cage door, grabbed the chain connected to his collar, and pulled him out of the cage roughly.

His body fell to the ground after being pulled by the other party, and his body collided and rubbed against the hard metal, causing severe pain.

Pain? Not a dream?

The young master of the Akunila family sold him as a slave? How dare he!

Beren wanted to cast a fog spell to block the opponent's vision and wait for an opportunity to escape, but he opened his mouth but could not make any sound.

He couldn't feel his vocal cords!

How could this happen? What on earth did that damn ice elf do to him?

After the figures pulled him out of the cage, more figures soon appeared.

They grabbed his arms and legs, lifted him up, and carried him through a dim corridor into the light.

——Where are you taking me? Let me go!

Beren screamed and struggled silently, but he could not change his fate.

He was carried by a figure to a bright place, a stage covered with a bright red carpet, under a glaring spotlight.

The bright lights outlined his naked body, and his gaze was directed towards the countless faces in the dim light below the stage.

He couldn't see their faces clearly, couldn't tell their race, he only knew that their eyes were all focused on him.

"The product launched today is an outstanding one!" The host's voice sounded in his ears, enthusiastic and joyful.

"Drow, the evil dark elves, there is no need to have any moral burden to enslave them!"

"He's a lowly male, even his own kind won't treat him well!"

—Shut up! Shut up! Why do you call me "it"? Damn it, I'm a dark elf, not an animal!

Beren tried to escape, but the figure held onto his body tightly.

Suddenly lifting and spreading his legs.

"Now, let me show you how to use this product."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless black tentacles appeared on the stage and twisted and crawled towards him.

As the crowd cheered, the cold touch touched my skin and the pain spread throughout my body.

——Ahhhhhhhhh!

…

Miel lowered his hand, and Beren fell straight forward to the ground with his eyes open.

Blood flowed from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, as if he had really been torn into a rag from the inside by the tentacles.

The lights in the room flickered twice before returning to normal. Leon folded his arms, looking down at the silver-haired elf, who was at least a head shorter than him, and raised the corner of his mouth with interest.

"Well done." He praised.

His powerful mental strength allowed him to sense what kind of nightmare Miel had carefully created for Beren.

"You are worthy of being my chosen agent. You have not brought shame to the terror of the great Cthulhu." He commented.

"I'm glad it didn't pollute your eyes." Miel responded calmly with a nonchalant expression.

He was actually disgusted by the nightmare he created... However, Beren's last expression before his death was quite good, which made him feel that everything he had done was worth it.

At this moment, the hotel owner was attracted by the loud noise and started cursing before he even reached the door: "If you have a grudge, don't smash my door! It's late at night, can you fix it for me if it's broken?"

Leon glanced over with a cold look.

The hotel owner turned around and said, "I'm talking to you! My room door is broken, why don't you go and fix it for me?"

Miel had already raised his hand to take money out of the ring to compensate, but after realizing that the hotel owner was scared away by Leon, he blinked twice and laughed.

Leon: “What are you laughing at?”

Miel: "Nothing, I just feel that having you around saves me a lot of trouble."

Leon: "You said something nonsense."

"Yes, I'm sorry." Miel apologized, but there was no regret on his face. "Mr. Leon, things here are over. Take me back."

There is no need to deal with Beren's body. In the place where there is light on the Liye continent, no one will care about the life or death of a drow.

"I would do the same without you telling me." Leon said, keeping his arms crossed, and took two steps towards Miel.

His pace was very oppressive and Mier instinctively stepped back.

However, just as he took a step back, Leon grabbed his arm. The next second, his feet were off the ground and his body was skillfully held horizontally in Leon's arms.

Miel's body tensed for a moment and then quickly relaxed.

Mr. Lyon is still as domineering as ever, and no matter what he does, he will never ask for his opinion beforehand, but... he seems to have become less rude.

"You're not going home, so where are you going to spend the night?" Leon asked as he carried him out.

Miel thought for a moment and said, "Let's find a hotel near the church. Rocas is still waiting for me at the church. When it gets light, I'll..."

"That's not important. What I want to ask is—" Leon interrupted him impatiently and asked what he really wanted to ask, "I hope you haven't forgotten what you promised me. As your Lord, I haven't examined your body properly. Can you satisfy me before tomorrow morning?"

“…Huh?”

Miel's mind went blank.

He knew what Leon was talking about and what he had promised him.

but……

wrong.

This is what he promised Lola! He only promised Lola!

Not only memories, but also agreements are shared?

No, he doesn't accept it!

He agreed to this request with the expectation of being touched by Lola, he did not expect Leon to do something similar to him!

Even if he no longer hated Leon as much as he did at the beginning, he still couldn't accept him trampling on his dignity, let alone going a step further...

Perhaps sensing his resistance, Leon narrowed his golden eyes dangerously: "Answer?"

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The author has something to say: Tonight, let me give a thumbs up to my friend’s pre-collection!

Although it's a pre-collection, she's saving the manuscript. I helped her read the first three chapters, and they were super good! The protagonist's mental state was so crazy that it made me laugh. The novel is about to be published, so you can go and collect it!

Title: "After cosplaying as Tomie, I became a professional victim"

Pen name: Ah Chenjun

Copywriter:

Dear old employee Gin:

Hello!

The winery recently launched a "Old to New" activity, which requires new members to be protected and pass the protection period smoothly. If a new member dies, a new member will be refreshed at a random location.

Warm reminder: If you don’t want new players to spawn everywhere, don’t let them die everywhere.

Newcomer Tomie: Hello, senior, I can’t use a gun, I can’t kill people, and I’m useless except for my good looks. Do you think there’s any hope for me?

“Mentor” Gin:?

This is definitely the worst episode he has ever led!

*

In terms of the degree of insanity, Saito Tomie from the School of Forensic Medicine is second to none, and no one dares to claim to be first.

In addition to doing experiments and writing papers from 6 am to 10 pm every day, he is also obsessed with the special effects makeup cosplay of "Tomie" who has the same name as himself. At 2 am, he can even fight with keyboard warriors in the comment section for 300 rounds.

Saito Tomie: With this hellish schedule, I must be the chosen Korean :)

It was unknown how long this crazy life lasted, but one day, Saito Tomie opened her eyes and found that she had become a real "Tomie"... the kind that retained her original sexual characteristics.

Saito Tomie:?

Has this incredible wealth finally landed on me? I finally don't have to spend half the night working on my special effects makeup!

But life as Tomie was not as good as I imagined.

Especially... when his birthplace was in Beika Town.

After living in Beika Town for two years and experiencing countless murders, one day his name was listed as dead.

Saito Tomie crawled out of the body bag with a dark vision and found herself at the winery headquarters, where she also had a guardian - played by Karasuma Renya.

From then on, Saito Tomie began his journey of working in a winery.

【Small Theater】

Many years later, the winery went bankrupt.

Tomie, with only half of her body left floating in the river: Senior, Caicai, fish it out.

Unemployed Gin: I'll save you a %#&!