Chapter 1731 Those Who Are Capable Work Hard

Help?

Two believers lying on the ground, praying devoutly, thought they were hallucinating.

Then they cast off such illusions in the way given to them by their Lord.

As the core believers of the 'God of Mist', they are different from other believers, not only because their status is higher, but also because they have the abilities given by their Lord.

A gray mist instantly filled the room.

Their figures were hidden in the mist.

However, the sense of security in the past did not appear.

There were only constant screams, biting, and swallowing sounds.

"Relax!"

"Relax, you monster!"

"Delicious!"

The wailing sound belonging to their Lord was mixed with a vague sound.

The two people in the thick fog looked at each other.

The fog did not block their vision, but allowed them to see more clearly. They both saw horror and disbelief on each other's faces.

it is true!

Their Lord is really suffering from an inexplicable attack!

what to do?

Panic began to surface in my heart.

Then……

boom!

Their heads exploded, and their brains splattered everywhere, staining the entire secret room red.

The two men who had sacrificed their hands, arms and legs to their Lord now sacrificed their lives and souls.

Willing?

Unwilling?

None of this matters.

Just like this kind of thing, they are not able to participate in it at all. Even as spectators, they are not qualified.

The two gray souls entered a hidden place without any guidance.

They merged into a huge, gray cylindrical body with no eyes and only a small mouth, which looked like a maggot-like monster.

No!

Not a monster!

But the ‘God of Mist’!

A god who appeared in Sika City after the ‘Black Disaster’.

Of course, he is definitely not a righteous god.

What this god likes most is sacrifice, and the sacrifice of flesh and blood is even more necessary, and its statue is an abstract cylinder.

There are no carved eyes, nose, etc., and it is praised as "unable to look directly at the evil in the world", while the mouth is praised as "the root that informs believers to escape from suffering".

After experiencing the first few 'miracles', many people who suffered from the 'Black Disaster' and were unable to seek shelter from the Temple of War and Lady Disaster chose to believe in the 'God of Mist'.

Although most people became abnormal and disappeared after a few months of belief, there was still a steady stream of people among them.

First, that kind of protection is really useful.

Secondly, among the believers of the other party, the two people with the title of 'Agent' constantly advocated and performed miracles.

Kieran didn't know this originally.

However, when the two 'agents' took the initiative to send him an 'invitation' and 'Gluttony' bit the so-called 'God of Mist', some information naturally appeared.

He looked up at this underground lair-like place.

After a little observation and perception with the help of 'Gluttony' eyes, Kieran was sure that this place still belonged to the Sika Territory.

The taste and smell of frozen soil were enough for Kieran to confirm this.

It can also be confirmed that there are two good props placed on the altar not far away.

Reluctantly, Qin Ran moved his eyes away and once again focused on the 'God of Mist' in front of him.

The other party is still struggling.

One after another, the gray souls merged into the other party's body.

Obviously, the other party hopes to use the 'power' of his followers to prevent himself from being devoured.

However, this 'God of Mist' obviously underestimated the power of 'Gluttony', or... the appetite of 'Gluttony'.

The reason why ‘Gluttony’ swallowed the other person without even one bite.

No, I don’t have enough strength and I have a bad appetite.

But waiting.

He remembered his brother's teaching: waiting makes food taste better.

And everything was just like what his brother said. In just two minutes, the food in front of him became much more delicious. After waiting for another two minutes and finding that there was no change in the food, 'Gluttony' relaxed his bite slightly. Touching the opponent's mouth, the 'God of Mist' immediately rushed forward.

Chance!

A chance to escape!

The 'God of Mist' didn't know why the opponent let go. He only knew that this was a rare opportunity for him to escape. Therefore, he not only rushed forward quickly, but also without stopping.

Then……

It crashed into the silently open invisible mouth of 'Gluttony'.

After chewing a little, 'Gluttony' swallowed it.

With the unique power of 'Gluttony' as the core, the 'God of Mist' was quickly digested into five major source powers and began to return to Kieran quietly.

And as the 'God of Mist' was digested, the power of 'invitation' disappeared instantly, and 'Gluttony' returned to Kieran's body again.

Not much, but very pure.

Far more than he could rely on the accumulation of time.

Qin Ran opened his eyes slightly.

He was still in the carriage.

Opposite is Bol waiting to get off the bus.

"Sir Colin?"

Concern crossed Bol's face.

Qin Ran suddenly sat quietly for several minutes. Something must have happened, and something that could attract the attention of the 'Demon of Fire' must be something big.

He didn't dare, but Bol kept his identity in mind and didn't dare to ask directly. He just cautiously made insinuations.

"fine."

“A wonderful afternoon tea.”

“The snacks are good.”

"It makes me really hungry."

Qin Ran waved his hand, and then looked out the car window.

Just like the "invitation", the tough style of Yanan Hotel is still fresh in people's memory.

The difference was that Ashcano had already helped the innkeeper Horuf move the loot to a small courtyard nearby.

At this time, the bodyguard and the hotel owner were standing next to the carriage.

"afternoon tea?"

Bol was stunned.

He couldn't think that Kieran's appearance just now had anything to do with afternoon tea, but... he seemed to be smiling?

What kind of afternoon tea would make the ‘Demon of Fire’ happy?

Or……

Is the food really that delicious?

Bol, who was not sure, calmed down, opened the car door and walked out. After welcoming Qin Ran out, Bol immediately gave Horuf a manly hug.

Just like what Qin Ran saw in his fantasy, the two of them slapped each other hard on the back.

During the snapping sound, the two of them grinned in pain.

The difference was that the fat boss looked at him differently than in the fantasy.

The enthusiasm is still there, but there is more vigilance.

Even though Kieran came with Bol, it didn't fade away at all.

"Colin, it means powerful."

"I can see that you live up to your reputation."

"Hopefully we can live in peace."

After Horuf let go of Bol, he walked directly in front of Qin Ran. His eyes glanced at Qin Ran again, and his face showed solemnity. However, the boss still stretched out his right hand and said: "Horuf."

"Colin."

Qin Ran gave out his pseudonym, shook the opponent's palm slightly, and then took it back.

The same goes for the innkeeper.

In fact, the opponent's left hand was always placed on his waist, and the muscles hidden under the fat all over his body were tight.

This state did not change until Qin Ran left.

Watching Qin Ran walk into the hotel lobby, Horuf couldn't help but raise his hand and wiped the sweat that had appeared on his forehead from unknown time.

"Is he reliable?"

Horuf asked.

"Believe me, there is no one more reliable than him."

Bol explained.

However, this explanation did not reassure the hotel owner, and he began to emphasize.

"I just want to be able to live my retirement life safely."

"I don't want to get involved in any big incident."

"do you understand?"

Horuf looked directly at Bol.

Under such direct gaze, Boll seemed a little guilty.

The reason why he chose Yanan Hotel, in addition to Horuf's enthusiasm, was because of Horuf's extraordinary strength. Moreover, Horuf was also a kind-hearted guy who would not ignore death.

Simply put, Ball wants to be safer.

He was originally planning to pay more for accommodation as compensation when he left again, but now Horuf's inquiry forced him to speak out.

Because he knew that this was the only way he could continue to live here.

"Horuf, I'm in some trouble."

"But don't worry, I'll try my best to handle it myself and won't trouble you."

"In fact, with Colin here, I will be safe most of the time, but accidents will inevitably happen."

"I hope I can get your help at this critical moment."

Bol walked up to Horuf and lowered his voice.

"Will you be safe around him?"

"Damn, do you know what I feel like when I'm around him?"

"On pins and needles!"

"The last time I felt like this was when I was 16 years old and faced the 'Dead Man' alone - I have a suggestion for you, for the sake of your own life, stay away from him."

Horuf, who had a good relationship with Bol, persuaded.

Boll, on the other hand, had a wry smile on his face.

It’s easy to ask God but hard to send God away!

If possible, he also hopes that he can move more independently and freely.

However, the situation does not allow it.

Putting aside the fact that he can survive depends entirely on the other party.

The other party's personality alone prevented him from making any excessive demands.

The other party is a person who pursues fairness.

Before he could repay the favor of saving his life, he thought it would be better for him to be honest.

otherwise……

It wouldn't be too difficult for the 'Fire Demon' who could save his life to take away his own life.

Seeing Bol's wry smile, Horuf understood instantly.

After raising his fat palm and patting Bol on the shoulder, the innkeeper walked to the small courtyard next door.

"Don't worry, you'll get what you deserve before dark."

"Then, at dawn tomorrow I will wish you a safe journey."

"I don't want my hotel to be ruined."

Horuf said as they walked.

"What hotel was destroyed?"

The bodyguard asked, scratching his head.

"nothing."

"This is a heartfelt blessing."

"Ash is going to feed our horses some fodder, and then check the carriage. Then, we need to have a good meal - don't worry, I will pay for today's food, and everyone can feel free to eat."

After changing the subject, Bol promised to be a bodyguard.

When Mr. Bodyguard cheered, Bol raised his head and looked at the suddenly cloudy afternoon sky.

It should be fine...right?

After all, I didn't do anything.

right!

I did not do anything!

Those people's pursuit of me can't possibly affect Sika City.

Unless they all die!

everything will be fine!

I will leave Sika City early tomorrow morning. Once I leave the Sika Territory, the power of those people will not be able to affect me at all. Then, I will quickly enter the confines of Fort Etantino and complete my main mission.

then?

I will return to the huge city immediately, go to the Harvest Tavern to find Lawless, and buy him a drink.

Thanks for his help and the good luck he brought me.

Boll, who had a clear idea in his heart, directly opened the door of the hotel. The hot air hit his face like a wave, quickly dispelling the remaining coldness on his body.

But the hotel lobby, which should have been bustling, was completely silent at this time.

Because everyone is looking at the table in the center of the lobby.

Ashcano was sitting there, and Kieran was sitting opposite him. At this time, the bodyguard looked at Kieran with his eyes widened and his mouth slightly open.

Or to be precise, there were three piles of plates in front of Kieran that reached to the ceiling.

Those plates had been filled with honey-glazed barbecue about ten minutes ago.

And now...

Empty!

It's as smooth as new, just like it's been washed.

Gudong.

Mr. Bodyguard swallowed and looked at Qin Ran in horror as his stomach didn't change at all after eating twenty servings. He began to doubt his life.

"Ke, Colin, how can you eat so well?"

"I support one portion and I can't eat it anymore."

"You can eat twenty of mine. That's it... that's right. No wonder you are so strong. What Mo Na said makes sense. Anyone who can eat them is strong!"

Mr. Bodyguard said incoherently.

As he spoke, he turned to look at the waiter on the side.

"Bring me some honey barbecue too."

"No!"

"Have two!"

"One portion of roasted meat with honey sauce and one portion roasted with coarse salt!"

"I also want to become stronger as soon as possible!"

Mr. Bodyguard also said this.

"Sorry, sir, we don't have anything in kind."

Faced with the waiter's answer, Ashcano was stunned for a moment, and then became furious. He stood up and walked to the waiter. He lowered his head and looked at the waiter with a keen eye: "Why did you lie to me? How could there be no food in the Yanan Hotel?" "

"There was food at Yanan Hotel before."

"But, they were all eaten by your companions!"

The waiter stammered.

"Nonsense, Colin only ate twenty portions!"

"How come there isn't?"

Ashcano grabbed the other person and pressed his forehead with his forehead. A pair of bull's-eyes were full of evil. The waiter's whole body went limp and he said in a voice that was about to cry: "What he ate was for a hundred people, not twenty." share!"

Mr. Bodyguard was stunned again, his hand loosened, and the waiter slipped from his hand.

He finally remembered what his adoptive father Mo Na said to him with a kind face when he left Morsa: 'When we went out, we said we would eat five portions, not one portion. ’

One portion is equal to five portions. How many are twenty portions?

The bodyguard who was standing there raised his hand and counted with his fingers. Then, without calculating clearly, he subconsciously started to slip on his shoes, preparing to add his toes.

Bol came over immediately to stop his bodyguard.

He didn't want Horuf to think that his hotel had been attacked by poison gas.

"Six more servings of food, please."

Bol said, took out a tip of two copper grams, handed it to the waiter, and looked at Qin Ran.

"Seventy percent full is just right."

"I'm going for a walk."

Under Bol's gaze, Qin Ran stood up as calmly as possible.

He didn't admit that he didn't control his appetite and ate too much when he heard someone was treating him.

It must be that the honey sauce of the honey barbecue is too sweet, so I ate too much at once.

Then, if you eat too much sweet food, you will want to eat something salty. If you eat too much salty food, you will have to rely on the combination of sweet food. As a result, you will eat too much without realizing it.

That’s right!

That's it!

Kieran wiped the corner of his mouth with some satisfaction and walked out of the hotel. Just as he pushed open the door of the hotel, the gloomy sky suddenly recalled the sound of thunder.

Boom!

The winter thunder made the people in Sika City subconsciously raise their heads.

In a daze, they seemed to find a light in the direction of the Temple of War.

However, if you look closely, it seems like nothing happened.

Qin Ran stood at the door of the hotel, with a flash of mockery in his eyes.

Want to steal his loot?

too naive.

He is not alone.