Chapter 103 100. Magical Uses of Slime
"What should we do now? It's hard to dig a hole in the rain..."
This is not like the time with the noble knight. There is no town in front or behind, only a village. If it is lost in the woods, it will probably take a long time for anyone to find it.
Their current location is already considered to be in the outskirts of the city. To be more precise, this is a vineyard on the edge of the city!
Although not every day, there are always people coming every now and then.
If the body is left alone, it will definitely be discovered within a week.
Any ordinary corpse would attract the guards to investigate, let alone one of them is a vampire corpse!
If Dylan was still in the city and hadn't waited for the boat to the archipelago, he might get into some trouble.
Fortunately, Chrollo is indeed a professional and his method of dealing with corpses is much more advanced.
Chloro took out a bottle with a simple seal on the mouth from his backpack, opened it, and poured out the contents of the bottle - a green slime.
"No need to dig a hole. The slime will eat the body clean."
Chloro's face wasn't looking good either, and he looked at Dylan with a hint of apology. After all, this was all his fault, and he, as the eldest brother, was really embarrassed.
"Brother Dylan, please stay here and make sure the slime digests the body properly instead of running around.
I went back to clean up the traces.
I'm sorry to have caused you any trouble."
Dylan waved his hand to indicate that he didn't care.
Chloro sighed and went back to the vineyard.
Dylan was the only one left, staring at the small piece of slime as it grew bigger and bigger.
It’s actually not quite right to call this woman with protruding fangs and scarlet eyes a vampire.
To be precise, he is a half-vampire who has not yet completed his ascension.
Because real vampires will turn into ashes when they die, and only half-vampires who have not yet obtained the title will leave behind their corpses. This is common sense.
For Dylan, this incident was an unprovoked disaster.
The two of them had already arrived outside the port city of Clark, and Chloro suddenly suggested going to a safe house and resting there for a night before taking Dylan into the city.
Dylan agreed and followed Chloro to the vineyard.
When we got there, we found out that the so-called safe house was the residence of Krollo's old lover.
What kind of spies are you!?
and……
What kind of a development is this? Catching an adulterer! ?
Dylan covered his face, recalling what Chloro had said in the vineyard.
"Brother Dylan, please wait outside the door for a while. I'll go give you a surprise first."
"What does this mean? Why is this man in your bedroom?"
"How dare you, a pretty boy, stab me?"
"You actually helped this pretty boy!?"
When Dylan rushed over, the nameless pretty boy had already fallen in a pool of blood, while Chrollo and his so-called lover were fighting each other. Both of them were furious and fought to the death, using all their fighting skills.
Seeing that Chrollo was suppressed and might be killed at any time, Dylan naturally could not stand idly by and joined the battle with a fine steel sword in hand.
When everything was over, it had become what it is now.
A demon spy killed another demon spy in human territory because he caught an adulterer.
"What the hell is going on..."
What Dylan actually wanted to ask was: Are shapeshifters and vampires really okay?
But obviously this kind of question cannot be asked now.
Dylan also discovered that this pretty boy was really white and his clothes were quite gorgeous. He looked like a rich young man.
Anyway, it’s definitely not the kind of guy who no one cares about if he dies.
Trouble...
"Brother Dylan..." Chloro's tired voice came from behind.
After Chrollo came back, the two waited for a long time until the slime digested the half-vampire and wrapped the pretty boy in it before leaving.
"Don't we have to deal with the slime?" Dylan asked.
"No need, it's just an ordinary slime. Who knows what it has eaten."
After this incident, the two naturally did not dare to delay and could only choose to enter the city overnight.
The way to enter the city is definitely not through the main gate. Not to mention that the gate was closed at this time, even if it was open, Dylan would not be able to get in.
The salty sea breeze blew in their faces as Chrollo led Dylan around the city and came to a drainage outlet near the sea.
A three-meter-square drainage outlet was embedded in the bottom of the city wall. A rusty iron fence blocked the exit, and the gathered rainwater flowed out from it continuously.
After Krollo approached, he grabbed the second iron rod on the left and took it down with a light lift.
At Chloro's signal, Dylan went in first with his backpack.
Chloro used the toe of his shoe to kick away the broken shells stuck in the stone groove, wedged the iron rod back into place before following.
As his boot heels rolled over the years of silt in the drainage channel, Dylan covered his nose and sighed, "This is the first time I've seen such a large sewer."
"When Clark was first established, it was planned according to the standards of a large city with a population of 400,000, so the sewers were naturally not small."
You know so much... Dylan guessed it was one of the required courses for spies?
Chloro looked at the water level gradually overflowing from the trough below him and reminded: "Hurry up, if the rain gets heavier, this place will be flooded."
After walking quickly for a long distance, the two finally climbed up a ladder before the water rose.
Dylan thought he would climb directly to the ground, but unexpectedly it was a mezzanine.
As soon as I came up, I suddenly heard a shrill voice: "Wow! I didn't expect that someone would come up here in this horrible weather?"
Dylan subconsciously touched the sword at his waist and looked at the source of the sound - a ratman.
Seeing Dylan touching the sword, the rat man put his hands behind his back and said, "You want to cause trouble here?"
A hand patted Dylan's shoulder. It was Chloro.
"Don't be nervous, this guy is a newcomer and doesn't know the rules. How much has the introduction become now?"
"Tsk, take care of the people you bring," the rat man complained in dissatisfaction, but he didn't really take it seriously. "The primer is 10 silver per person, but the road is flooded today, so I can't take you up until tomorrow."
Chrollo nodded and handed 20 silver coins to the rat man, who then threw him two crooked but very similar iron plates.
Chloro gave one to Dylan.
The two continued to walk inside, and Dylan asked quietly: "Is that rat man also a spy?"
"Of course not, he should be a member of a gang in Clark City. If my intelligence is correct, it should be the Black Steel Brotherhood.
No matter who you are, as long as you pay, they will send you to the city at the right time."
So that's what it is, Dylan nodded. At first he thought that all humans had been infiltrated.
It turns out that it's just a gang that exists in every city.
The two soon came to a relatively clean area, where there were some guys sitting here and there who obviously came from nowhere.
Some people were holding iron plates similar to the one in Dylan's hand. They seemed to be dangerous people who wanted to sneak into the city.
Further away, there were a few guys dressed like the Ratmen, obviously gang members, guarding the exit.
Chloro found an empty space and said, "Let's rest here for now. Try not to get into conflict with these guys. If a fight breaks out, these gang members won't come out to maintain order."
I've given him enough trouble today and I don't want any more trouble.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a scream came from behind Dylan.
"My hand—"
A halfling knelt on the ground, clutching his bleeding wrist and screaming in pain, while the palm that was supposed to be on his wrist fell several meters away.
The attention of the people around was drawn over, but they all just looked like they were watching a show.
Chloro immediately realized that this man was most likely a thief and was somewhat surprised by Dylan's alertness.
"That's pretty impressive, bro. I didn't even notice there was someone behind me."
"Ah? Ah, it's okay, it's okay..." Feeling the backpack straps moving, Dylan finally realized what had happened.
Facing the gazes from all around, Dylan could only hold the backpack tighter behind him.
At this time, Lin Jun's attention was focused on the panel of a man in black robe.
[Skill: Abyss Magic LV2]
A kind of magic never seen before!
And he's the type that suggests he's very strong just by looking at his name!
Should we ask Dylan to go and see what's going on?
(End of this chapter)
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