What it is?
When the tall and fat figure approached step by step, Lina was completely desperate.
The face with distorted features and the extremely fat muscles were piled up layer by layer. After a closer look, it became more disgusting and terrifying. It was definitely not something that a person could grow naturally.
After discovering his prey tonight, the "Pigman"'s eyes exuded a cruel light, and he slowly opened his bloody mouth.
"Hey Hey……"
The deep laughter carried a bone-chilling chill and was transmitted to him along the ground.
Her legs seemed to be tightly grasped by the hands of a wraith, and Lina couldn't take a step forward.
What, what should I do?
Be it God or man, who can come to save me...
In an instant, she recalled her short life.
I have never done anything out of the ordinary, I have grown up slowly and cautiously, and I have worked diligently and resolutely... Is this boring and meaningless life about to end here now?
"Pigman" waved his hand, and a cluster of green flames shot out from his palm, and weak magic waves were transmitted from it.
The green light illuminated his face, making the visual effect even more terrifying.
With a very disgusting smile, he stepped closer to the girl in front of him.
"Woo..."
Lina couldn't help but let out a low cry and closed her eyes tightly in fear.
At this moment!
There was a faint sound of breaking through the air, and before Lina had any other thoughts, she felt a strong gust of wind blowing by, and a loud "bang--" exploded in her ears.
"babble!"
She held her head and squatted down in fear, hating why she had to appear in this damn place at this time.
However, the expected pain did not come.
Nervously and timidly, she secretly opened one eye, and saw that under the moonlight——
A man in a black cloak wearing a strange mask.
That figure seemed to form a perfect picture together with the cold alley and the full moon in the sky, which fascinated Lina, who was shrouded in fear just a second ago.
There is actually such a heartbreaking existence in this world...
…
And this cloaked man who came out halfway was none other than Wayne!
Looking at the "pig man" who was kicked out by him and fell to the ground, Wayne sneered.
He was obviously just a magician who was pretending to be a magician, but he was rumored to be so outrageous.
"Are you the so-called 'pig'?"
As he asked, Wayne looked at the distorted features on his face.
It's not like he's wearing a hood or anything like that, but it's like he's always looked like this.
The question is, is this really what a normal person can look like?
With this thought in mind, Wayne simply took two steps forward and lifted the man up with one hand.
The pig man was kicked dizzy by him, and he was in a daze, as if he hadn't realized his current situation.
Without saying a word, Wayne raised his hand and punched him again.
Just when he was about to continue beating him, the pig finally reacted: "Don't hit me! Don't hit me, I'm not a bad person!"
Wayne:? ? ?
"Oh, do you think I will believe it? Most bad people will not admit that they are bad people." After saying that, his fist was about to fall.
"I'm really not! I just want to scare others..."
He yelled in panic, but he couldn't break away from Wayne's clutches. "Hero! This hero - you definitely don't want to kill an innocent person by mistake. Why don't you go back with me and wait for me to explain the reason to you from the beginning..."
But before he could finish his words, he was punched hard again.
"You're already on the verge of death, and you still dare to harbor thief intentions?" Wayne said no more FUCK.
"No, no, hero!" He defended unjustly: "I mean, actually I don't look like this. I just run out at night to scare people...just because I want to relieve stress and be alert. Those who stay out late at night, let them go home early."
As if he was afraid that he would be punished by the other party before he could tell the whole story, the "pig man" spoke very fast. "But actually, I haven't hurt anyone so far~!"
--Um?
Is there something wrong with this sentence?
"You haven't hurt anyone?" Wayne couldn't help asking.
According to rumors, he has killed several people, and his methods were extremely cruel.
"Really not! I've scared people a few times when I went out in the past month. Every time, before I even met the person, the person ran away with a look of terror on his face..."
Seeing that there was still doubt in Wayne's eyes, Pig Man anxiously told his own story.
His name is Herbert.
Herbert's true profession was that of a handsome bard.
Because of his handsome appearance, he has received many benefits since childhood.
Whether in the palace or in the streets, there was almost no one who did not admire his face. And as long as he appears, no matter how difficult people are to get along with, it seems that they will become easier to talk to because of his presence.
At that time, his life was gentle and comfortable, and everyone seemed to be full of love and care for him.
But later on, this "appreciation" began to slowly change.
Gradually, he could no longer get objective evaluations from others.
No matter what kind of poetry he composed or what kind of music he played, those who were confused by his appearance would not hesitate to express their heartfelt praise.
He even deliberately wrote some nonsense sentences and deliberately did some deviant things, but those people all chose to continue to praise him without exception.
And those compliments are not without asking for anything in return.
There will be people who steal his belongings for personal use, there will be people who sneak into his room at night, there will be people who use various excuses to trick him into starting a super-friendship relationship... This will happen to Herbert from time to time when he is around him. All events were excruciatingly painful.
So not long after, on a dark night, he quietly fled his home country and wandered to a foreign country.
With the help of a special formula he secretly learned, he made a potion that could change a person's appearance in a short time. He finally no longer had to worry about those messy things.
However, the world is far from as beautiful as he imagined.
His handsome appearance was concealed, and he fell from heaven to hell in one fell swoop.
No one will speak softly to me anymore, and no one will take the initiative to care about me. Even if I go to work, I will just be yelled at by others.
Herbert despaired of such a world.
After wandering for a while, he also felt depressed for a while. Even when he came to the Royal Capital of St. Lornes, known as the capital of art, he just locked himself in the hotel and stayed behind closed doors.
But his depression still could not be relieved.
Therefore, when he could not sleep at night, he chose to use his own method to change these ignorant fools who only loved beauty and hated ugliness.
