"I'm going to fuck you, okay? Go fuck you."
Winnie jumped off the table like a leopard. "You know nothing. I can kill Oude right now..."
"Why not?" Nese held the club bone in front of her and interrupted the half-elf sharply.
At any moment she could knock him out like Bono Doze, or chop off his head like Wilenz's head, so what?
"Don't you want to be my subordinate? Then bring your former boss's head to see me. Otherwise..."
"What else? What can you do?"
Winnie let out a ghostly, creepy laugh. "What? Are you going to change your devil face?
Then I have a good idea: use this or that technique of yours to escape from here with your tail between your legs.
Do you have a plan? Any idea how to do it? The Semoran will eat you alive. Isn't it because you are arguing with me now because you can't stand the fact that I beat Bono Doze? "
She circled Nesse and hissed. Nese followed her around, and he felt like he was going crazy.
"Oh."
She used a whistle-like tone to seize the opportunity and stopped him from speaking, "Oh. Do you think he is innocent? He is just an obedient little guy who is afraid of death?
So I should follow the clues, find the real villain, and chop off his head. Then people are clean and peaceful, because all the sins and lies are in that head, and only the good people, comic poets and philanthropists are left?
Let me tell you, those things are like parasites. If you cut off their tongues, they will escape from their eyes. If you chop one to death, they will burrow into the body of another person. So you might as well tell me to kill everyone. We planted trees on their corpses.
No, you can't bear to part with it, because although you have the skin of a devil, you are kind-hearted and hesitant. I can tell by looking at your useless face! "
Bang!
In the blink of an eye, Nese threw Winnie down on the dirty kitchen floor, his club bone pressed against her throat.
"I ate you. You know what? Just say one more thing."
He gasped deeply. "You are so powerful, why can't you hide away? I am kind-hearted. I can eat you and cry over your bones. It won't cost you a single gold coin."
"How dare you touch me!!"
Winnie roared like a beast, struggled desperately, bent her legs, and kicked him wildly with the heel of her boots.
Nesse held her down hard, unable to move, taking the blow as if his body were made of steel.
She kicked him numerous times.
Her throat crackled under the pressure of the rod bone, and she lost the strength and spit on his face.
"Trash," she croaked. "I've been fucking helping you. Who else here is going to help you? You're such a piece of shit."
"I am. How about. Winnie?" Nese said, "I am. Now get out. Don't appear in front of me again. I will eat you."
Reading with rice balls
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That night, Nesei was in so much pain that she couldn't sleep.
The bruises on his back told him how hard the heels of the half-elf's boots were.
He lay on the bed, feeling his insides shrink into a ball.
Nesse had to admit that he had lost his cool again. Winnie has indeed been helping him. No matter how vicious she is, she should be severely punished. She does not deserve this kind of treatment from her.
He wanted to send a message to Ichaint. I want to send it now.
He didn't even think about what to say, but it seemed like he was going to die if he didn't say a few words to his demon teacher and get some words of comfort from him.
"Get comfort? Human beings are so difficult to deal with. 'Just relax and do it, you are doing the right thing.' Is this okay? Really. Is it possible to save the world without paying attention?" Icha would probably say this.
Just as a smile appeared on Nesai's face, her face twisted in pain.
How could Winnie just leave? She swollen his lips, left eye, and nearly broke his calf. In return, he crushed her collarbone and pressed her face into the ashes.
When they were fighting back and forth, the rats were trampled to pulp. Now his boots were wet and his clothes were soaked with a smelly mixture of rat brains, oil, and plasma.
Winter winter winter.
Damn it. At this time, someone knocked on the door.
Nese wanted to say "Come in," but what came out was a cough.
Bonodoze limped in with a wooden stick and a bandage on his head. Winnie's beating was too heavy a burden for this old man who had multiple jobs.
"Well..." the tavern owner's voice was low and he gasped in pain, "Mr. Angolo is looking for you everywhere."
"who?"
"The warlock captain sent by Lord Ufa Ufa. They have some arrangements in Semeran recently. Do you know? All the Star Helmets soldiers have been dispatched..."
Nesse almost jumped. If it weren't for the pain all over my body, I wouldn't be able to jump at all.
He forgot!
"What time is it now?" He gritted his teeth and sat up.
"A quarter past three," Bonodoze said, "Mr. Angolo said you made an appointment. But you didn't go. He has a good temper and hasn't started to get angry yet. You go find him now."
"I know." Nesei reached for his clothes and the Reality-Breaking Strike. His ribs hurt as if they were about to break, or maybe they already were.
Bonodoze looked at him awkwardly.
"That..." he added, "you haven't paid yet."
"What money?" Nese put the robe over his head with difficulty.
"The money for the room. And..." Bonodoze said with a humble smile, "You smashed my kitchen. The total is thirty gold coins. There is no way it can be lower."
Yes. Winnie also had a share. Nesse thought fiercely. He reached out to touch the money bag and suddenly froze.
He smashed the money bag in Winnie's face.
"This is the money to pay back your wild boar, salt, and rope. Get out of my sight." He said at the time.
"I have no money," he said, "I gave all my money to Winnie."
"Then I can't take you in." Bonodoze said, "I'm sorry. But I have to do business."
"Okay." Nesse said, "Okay."
He stood up.
"I will take you to Semeran tomorrow." Bonodoze quickly added, "The opportunity is free. Come find me here in the morning."
"Okay." Nese repeated.
He walked slowly and slowly out the door without blinking.
Nesei endured the pain and walked through the streets with the Starhelm soldiers sent by Un'Goro.
It was quiet, except for the sound of the armor of the star-helmeted soldiers rubbing against each other and the small noise of the floating city.
Nese squeezed the solid-shattering strike and passed through one area after another with strong vision. Occasionally, he encountered a sun-helmeted soldier patrolling the night. The star-helmeted soldier explained a few words and was let go.
Severe pain all over.
As long as he can transform into a demon's body, these minor injuries can be healed quickly, but now he has to maintain his human form and hold the pointed hammer in his hand.
people. Nese thought. This is people.
Winnie is half a person, he is half a person, Bonodoze, Wilenz are all people, Thermoland is all people. What can people do to save themselves? He wanted to ask the demon teacher these questions.
