The Prime Material Plane.
For the first time in a while, Nesse went to pick up a letter.
He was alone, standing on the balcony of a gray high-rise building, standing silently in the rain, waiting for the plane pipe to spit out the letter for him.
The whole body was soaked by the heavy rain.
Since childhood, Nese has been accustomed to studying hard all day long, and has been accustomed to living a lonely, dark, ascetic life. This seems to keep telling yourself: You are doing the right thing.
But after becoming a demon, he rarely felt this way.
The rain and snow in the human world were no longer cold when they hit him, and the flames only made him feel a mediocre warmth. The darkness became as natural as the air. He rarely felt any physical suffering except hunger - perhaps because hunger was so intense.
As a result, he rarely feels that he is doing the right thing.
"Huh? Where did it come from..." There was a soft knock on the door behind him.
Nesse turned around and turned into a terrifying face like a skinless skeleton. The visitor only said half a sentence, and when he saw Nese's face, his eyes rolled up, his body swayed, and he leaned against the wall and fell softly.
"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"
Nesse took the letter, stepped over the man's body that was half dry in the rain, and went straight into the house. Leaving a long line of water stains on the wool carpet with complicated patterns, he sat casually on the large and soft bed.
The flame in the fireplace was moved by the air flow - just a slight movement, and then burned softly and steadily. Only the rare little Zistan oak can provide such a proud flame.
Everything in the house matched the expensive flame. Above the marble fireplace, there is a pattern of holly leaves and an evil eagle's head. The lampstand is inlaid with gold filigree. There are five or six gold and silver cups on the bedside gem plate, which contain fine wine.
His rain-soaked clothes gradually showed large wet marks on the bed. Nesse didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He leaned against the withered wooden bedside and took out a letter.
There was a long bulge next to him, surrounded by blankets and feather pillows. It seemed alive and shaking slightly.
Nesse ignored it and read the letter quietly.
This letter is about Nesis, Ruimugange and Lanlewen. It is composed by his teacher, Zhayint, based on Naruf's interview with the Hell Tree, as well as a large section of his own bizarre personal experiences, with some ingenious conjectures and inferences attached.
Nesse read it carefully and memorized every name.
The dark shadow of the conspiracy is the shell stone tree ring blue Lewin.
Fortunately, then the information he just collected from the five prophets is not out of date. he thinks.
“The world is really going to destruction this time, folks.
Only historians, truth-sick people and conspiracy theorists can stop it now - so take action and become one.
We want all the information on these three big shots, all of it. We also need all the ways to prevent collapse and decline. ” Yicha wrote.
Nesse read the letter, carefully folded it in half, kept it, and then unfolded the next letter.
He felt grateful as he read the Demon Sensei's letter and felt more like a human being.
The bulge next to him was still shaking, and it was shaking even more violently. You could almost hear the fine chattering of your teeth.
Then, a foot kicked him.
The bulge solidified instantly.
"It's okay." Nese stared at the letter and said softly.
The foot was withdrawn slowly, slowly.
"You can leave." Nese added. His eyes did not leave the letter.
This letter is about the Featherless Man. It turned out to be just sent out. It seems that the plane letters are also smooth at times.
"Devil...Devil!!!"
A muffled cry came from the quilt. "Help! I want to tell Lord Ufa Ufa..."
"Report that I wet the floor?" Nesse said casually while reading the letter.
"The devil killed someone! Help! Help!!"
The voice came from the quilt, and although it was deformed, it could still be heard as a female voice.
Nese ignored it and continued reading the letter.
Yi Cha even sent a greeting.
Nesai looked at it again and again, and finally determined that it was sent to him alone.
There are only a few lines, and I read it in two reads.
He put the letter away and stared silently into the fire.
"The devil killed Baron Miran's son!!! Help!! That devil Nese is here!! Come on!!! Help!!!"
The voice in the quilt suddenly sounded again, interrupting his thoughts.
Nese grabbed a corner of the blanket and shook it.
A woman wearing a silk nightgown rolled out, knocked over the wine glass on the bedside, and fell to the floor with a "thud".
The wine clung to her body, and the silk pajamas seemed to be stained with blood.
Nese looked at her with a sullen face.
The woman's long, rich brown hair was braided into hundreds of braids and swayed all over her face. When she struggled to get up, she could see tattoos of pine needles on her wrists and forehead, and the outline of her ears was a bit pointed.
He's a half-elf.
If she could appear in the baron's son's bed, she would be just a maid or a barmaid.
"Devil! Help!!!"
When the half-elf saw his face, he couldn't help but scream louder.
She turned her head away, trembling all over, and slowly wanted to move back, but couldn't help but look up at Nese.
Nesai's eyes were like fire as he looked directly at her. The half-elf was shocked and motionless, and he even forgot to call for help.
"If you just want to inform me that Lord Ufa has set up a dragnet to capture me, and that I am also on the wanted list of the Black Key Warlock Association, the Peeling Claw Exorcism Society, and the major bounty organizations - "
Nese still retains his demonic face. "I've already guessed it.
I said, if you want to report a message, feel free. Stop bothering me and get out of here. "
The half-elf stared at him in disbelief.
"Devil!! Your head is worth half a million gold coins!!!" She was shaking violently and screamed a few words from the gap between her lips.
"Yeah?"
Nese smiled and said, "My life is not bad, really. But even I have never seen so much money in my life."
"Neither did I..." the half-elf whispered, shouted again, and suddenly raised his head, staring straight at him. "You won't kill me? Let me report the news? Why?"
"Picky eater." Nese said casually.
He left the suspicious half-elf behind, jumped out of bed, walked to the balcony and found the passage, preparing to write a reply.
"I don't believe it!" he heard the half-elf say.
There was a jingling sound behind him.
"The ax for chopping firewood is by the fireplace, and the decorated sword is above the fireplace." He reminded calmly without looking back.
A hum, then a rustling sound. The half-elf hasn't left yet.
Judging from the sound, she had already grabbed the ax and was touching his back.
"I've told you to leave." Nese stopped writing and stood in the rain.
The rain dampened his hunger somewhat. He suddenly wanted to try again.
"The man is not dead. He just fainted from fright. Drag him back, give him a cup of hot black tea, and you can spend the night together," he said. Still haven't looked back. “Besides, you can’t hurt me at all.
Or, you can put down your ax now, walk out from the gate here, report to Ufa Ufa, or report to some other bounty organization, and you should be able to receive 10,000 gold coins based on your information. Enough for you to live for ten lifetimes.
Stop bothering me, I sincerely advise. "
The rustling sound paused.
Soon it started ringing again.
Then, there was a strong gust of wind behind him.
Nese didn't move.
"Pfft."
Warm liquid splashed on his back.
Nesse turned his head and saw the broad blade of the ax deeply embedded in the neck of the Baron's son. The frightened man didn't say a word, just kicked his legs and died.
The half-elf was covered in blood, but his eyes were astonishingly bright.
"Nese. Demon! Your name is Neese!" The half-elf quickly pulled the ax, then picked up the man's head and smiled at him. "Let's get acquainted again, okay?"
