Chapter 369

Alfred frowned: "That's five people, not even half."

"Isn't there a secret society?" Irene sneered.

What a shitty secret society, the so-called secret is only for ordinary people, for those who truly hold the strongest power, the secret society is not worth mentioning at all.

"To put it bluntly, it's just an evil religion that believes in weird existence."

"If the Secret Society hadn't been very low-key and had been operating in a small border country, it would have been destroyed by the Holy Church and the Earth Mother Church just like the Paradise Witch Society, and it wouldn't have survived until now."

"In addition to the arrogant witch and the mysterious leader, there are three guys above level 80 in the Secret Society, including Tattle, who has a very good relationship with you."

"Believe me, for a mysterious sect like the Secret Society, Qin Chu, who is also the pope of the Holy Church, is definitely the biggest enemy."

"You can use Tattle's relationship to pull the entire Secret Society over. Although they don't have too many powerful masters, there are still many believers at levels 60 and 70, which is a strong force when added together."

But even so, it still seems that it is not enough to fight Qin Chu.

Damn it.

Alfred was extremely irritable in his heart. He wished he could rush up and cut Qin Chu into pieces.

The murderous intent in his chest kept surging, as if this tyranny and murderous intent would continue to expand every second.

Weird traces were constantly wriggling under Alfred's skin.

"In addition to these, there are Edson and his three daughters." Irene continued: "In this way, our strength has surpassed Qin Chu, and the advantage is mine."

"This time, we will definitely kill Qin Chu, Athena and Sylph. '

"Edson will help us assassinate the hero?" Alfred was a little surprised.

Irene smiled proudly: "Believe me, he will."

The irritability in his chest made Alfred's thinking ability become weaker and weaker. He didn't even have too much doubt. His eyes were just flashing with scarlet luster, as if he had seen the scene of himself cutting Qin Chu into pieces. His eyes were filled with deep excitement: "Hehehe..."

"That's great, but if possible, I hope to leave Sylph to me. I haven't tortured that bitch yet."

"Of course..." Irene smiled and nodded, but before she finished her sentence, her hand trembled, and the dagger in her palm flew out with a sizzle.

There was only a squeaking sound, and then it quickly stopped.

Right at the window, a poor mouse was nailed to the wall.

"You have to clean up your house."

As the Elf King, Alfred had mysophobia, and his house was always clean. Cockroaches and mice did not scare him, but made him extremely disgusted.

But at this moment, looking at the bloody mouse with its body pierced, Alfred felt an inexplicable desire in his heart. His throat was squirming non-stop, and the strong impulse deep in his heart made Alfred unable to control it.

Blood, blood, blood...

The smell of blood.

He had even completely forgotten that there was an Irene behind him. He quietly walked towards the mouse, pulled the dagger off the wall, and threw it aside.

Just as Irene was about to ask Alfred what he wanted to do, she saw Alfred bring the bloody dead mouse to his mouth and bite off the mouse's head. The sticky liquid at the broken end dripped into thin threads, but under the influence of an inexplicable force, it was like a twisted maggot, wriggling upward and shrinking, and drilled into the Elf King's mouth.

Crunch, crunch!

A strange chewing sound came from the Elf King's mouth.

His handsome face seemed to be a little distorted because of the stimulation of blood, and a lot of mouse hair was stained around his lips, which looked like a beard.

Gulp!

Irene swallowed her saliva.

She didn't want to snatch the poor dead mouse from Alfred.

It was just that the Elf King, a handsome, clean and tidy strong man, suddenly made such a move, which looked even more weird, which made Irene shudder.

This guy... is abnormal.

Alfred seemed to feel Irene's gaze and handed the mouse in his hand over: "Do you want to eat together?"

Irene's little head shook vigorously: "Thank you for the treat, but I've eaten."

Damn, I almost vomited yesterday's meal. Is this guy really an elf? Could it be that he is actually a dirty monster?

"I have other things to deal with. Remember to contact Tattle, and... don't go to Qin Chu to provoke privately, you will die."

After carefully instructing, Irene's body quickly disappeared from the room.

Alfred seemed to have not heard what Irene said at all. He just buried his head in gnawing on the mouse in his hand. The poor little mouse couldn't hold on for long, until the slender tail disappeared in Alfred's mouth, without even a trace of bone residue left.

Alfred panted violently.

Not enough...not enough.

Before tasting it himself, he never knew that the taste of blood was so sweet.

The desire in his chest seemed to be magnified countless times at this time.

He wanted more delicious blood, he wanted to hear the sound of blood gushing out, wanted to breathe the scent of blood, wanted to feel the touch of blood sliding across his throat...

His throat was squirming non-stop.

I don't know how long it took, Alfred finally suppressed the desire in his chest. He remembered what Irene had told him, and he still had to go find Tuttle.

Shaking his head, cleaning the stains on his face, Alfred put on a clean robe and left the mansion.

Looking at the pedestrians on the road, Alfred's eyes flashed with strange excitement, and everyone was so delicious in his eyes.

However, he still had a little bit of reason, until such a killing in the street was absolutely not allowed, Alfred resisted the impulse and came to the mansion where Tuttle lived.

"Oh, my good friend..." Seeing the Elf King again, Tuttle gave him a very enthusiastic hug.

Alfred looked at Tuttle's clean neck, his pupils contracted violently, his breathing became more and more rapid, he seemed to be able to feel the sound of blood flowing in the blood vessels under the skin, finally he could no longer control himself, stretched out his tongue and licked Tuttle's neck, wanting to bite it.

Hiss...

Tuttle, who was just about to warmly entertain his good friend, shuddered and a layer of goose bumps appeared all over his body.

"Fuck."

There was a weird scream in his mouth, and he pushed Alfred away, and the whole person jumped several meters away, looking at his best friend in front of him with fear.

It was as if this friend had become particularly strange, as if they had just met for the first time.

Even though he was fearless, Tuttle's scalp was numb at this moment:

"Alfred, have you been stimulated by Sylph's matter and changed your personality?"

"My good brother, I will definitely accompany you through this difficult time, but I must emphasize that I am not a man."

Although Alfred's appearance is even more beautiful than many women, he really has no interest in homosexuality.

He is a very normal man, a steel straight man.

For his good brother, he is willing to do anything, but he also has a bottom line.

Alfred was stunned in place, motionless. Tuttle's actions seemed to wake Alfred up. His eyes widened. He didn't understand what happened to him just now. He actually wanted to bite off the blood vessels on his best friend's neck and suck his blood.

What happened to him?

Alfred shook his head desperately, trying to suppress the irritability in his chest. Maybe he was really too stimulated. He had to rest well after returning.

Alfred calmed down and took a deep breath: "Tattle, I'm sorry for my behavior just now. I may be a little out of control."

"But I came here today for another thing."

"The Secret Society also wants to kill Qin Chu, right?"

The second chapter is here.

Chapter 441 Breaking off the Engagement

(5,000 words long chapter)

Tattle, who was originally horrified by Alfred's weird behavior, gradually became solemn after hearing these words.

A pair of narrow and long eyes like a hawk stared at his best friend, siblings and relatives in front of him.

"How did you know?" Tattle's voice seemed a little depressed.

He didn't want to do anything to his good friend, but assassinating the brave was the most important secret of the Secret Society. The Secret Society has always lived in the dark, but suddenly received an oracle some time ago, and then walked out of the darkness.

"Of course I know..." Alfred smiled proudly: "Tattle, you approached me on purpose, don't you want to pull me into the secret society and become a thug to assassinate the brave?"

"I want to meet the leader of the secret society, maybe I can bring you more companions."

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On the other hand, because it is related to whether the eldest sister can return to normal, Selma and Finnie dare not neglect it at all.

Although most of the materials mentioned by Xiao Saya are very precious, and some of them have never been heard of, they are princesses after all, and it is still easy to collect something with the whole city's efforts.

In less than a day, all the materials have been gathered.

While Xiao Saya was refining the potion, Qin Chu was listening to Athena's report.

Controlling the rats in the whole city has a great loss to Athena, but the corresponding intelligence that can be obtained is far more than imagined, and some of the information is even very important.

Qin Chu did not rashly alert the snake, but only told Athena to continue to monitor those important targets and report to him at any time if there is any abnormality.

A plan has taken shape in Qin Chu's mind.

In the evening, Saya's magic potion was successfully brewed.

Looking at the emerald green liquid in the glass bottle, Milo was still a little worried. She didn't know whether she was waiting for hope or despair this time.

Seeing Milo's appearance, little Saya snorted: "Don't worry, if even I can't solve your problem in this world, no one else can."

"After drinking the potion, sleep in this hotel for one night. If anything abnormal happens, you can notify me at any time."

After leaving a word, the proud little Saya turned around and left, leaving Qin Chu, Milo, Finnie, and Selma quietly staying where they were.

"Drink it, it won't get worse no matter what." Seeing Milo's worry, Qin Chu persuaded with a smile.

Qin Chu's gentle voice seemed to give Milo courage, and Milo was also a little annoyed. Obviously, he was a fearless person on weekdays, but why did he become so cautious now?

Taking a deep breath, Milo suppressed the fear of disappointment in his chest, raised his head and drank the potion in one gulp, and even shook his fingers vigorously for a while, not even the last drop was left.

As soon as he swallowed the potion, Milo turned around and locked himself in the room.

Qin Chu, Fini and others also knew Milo's current mood, and no one went to disturb him.

In the room, Milo took off his clothes and looked at his hairy body reflected in the mirror, with a slightly sad expression on his face.

After drinking the potion, there was no reaction.

She didn't know what her future would be like, but she was just waiting anxiously. Time passed by, and there was still no change on her body. Milo's heart kept sinking.

It was late at night, and the potion still hadn't worked. It seemed that even the strongest magician in the world, as Mr. Qin said, could do nothing about her situation?

The strong sense of loss made Milo feel empty and uncomfortable, but she didn't blame Xiao Saya. She was grateful.

After all, this was just her own business, and it had nothing to do with Miss Saya, but she was still busy for her all day.

Even if there was no effect at all, I must thank Miss Saya when I see her tomorrow, so as not to let Xiao Saya feel guilty.

Milo thought in his heart and sighed silently for a long time. Although this kind of thing was not the first time, it was so uncomfortable that it made people want to cry every time.

His nose was a little sour, and his big eyes blinked quickly. Milo tried hard to control the tears from rolling down his cheeks.

At this moment, Milo suddenly felt a little itchy on his arm, with a little stinging, just like being bitten by a mosquito.

Subconsciously, Milo reached out to scratch it.

In the intermittent moment, Milo felt that his fingertips seemed to have lifted something.

His eyes involuntarily looked at his arm, and he saw that a layer of dead skin and the fluff on it were directly peeled off where his fingers had scratched, revealing the fair and tender skin underneath.

Milo's eyes shook violently, and her breathing began to become rapid. She even wondered if she was dreaming.

Looking in the mirror again, her body was covered with wrinkled dead skin, and some places even showed signs of cracking.

The itchy feeling quickly spread from his arm to his whole body. The unbearable feeling made Milo unable to control scratching all over his body, and pieces of dead skin fell from Milo's body.

Looking at the smooth, hairless, tender skin in the mirror, Milo's body couldn't stop shaking, his throat kept moving, and his lips occasionally curled up a little.

No... no... no...

Don't be happy too early, this situation has happened before.

There was a similar situation before, when all the hair on the body fell off, but the next day all the hair grew back inexplicably.