With nothing to do, Rikka took Boom to the Nightingale Prairie for an outing, but before the two of them finished lunch, a heavy rain came with lightning and thunder.
Therefore, on the first day of this thunderstorm month, Boom and Rikka stayed in the Wonderful House, with the former staring out the window and the latter with a sad face.
The originally peaceful Nightingale Grassland seemed even more lonely, which was completely opposite to the city of Pama, which was nearly a thousand miles away. As one of the four main cities of the Principality of Xisai, although it was not as noisy as High Court, it seemed more chaotic.<
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"Lord Qi, I...we have lost the prisoner..." The armor is full of dents, the cloak is stained with blood, and the sword is constantly exuding coldness.
"Oh, so be it, I never counted on you anyway. Just get rid of those wastes that have left their posts without permission, and then go and see the door in person!"
Perhaps because of anger, the fat on the speaker's body was shaking constantly. The smell of alcohol mixed with food residue spurted out of his mouth, and the beautiful melody stopped abruptly.
Frank, the Lord of Parma City and the Butter Knight, although his strength has already entered the high-level realm, few people see him fighting in person.
There are many criteria for judging a person in the ancient continent, and Frank, the lord of Pama City, is the one who embodies all kinds of contempt.
He has a fat head, big ears, and a frivolous personality. He spends his days drinking and having fun, or squatting in the corner to spy on the maids. Perhaps except for his noble title and status as city lord, Frank is far more miserable than many prisoners.
Therefore, the Lord of Pama City has become a joke in the circle of Xisai nobles, and has even become the number one pastime for many people after dinner.
However, people who know their true abilities never dare to comment on them. Ignorance represents fearlessness, and silence is naturally a kind of recognition.
In this world, professionals are divided into fighting spirit users and magic power users based on their different training directions. And nearly half of them have their own contracted beasts.
However, contract beasts are contract beasts. Although there are magical creatures that can maximize the power of their masters, they are more like legends.
Therefore, the fact that contracted beasts are generally weaker than their masters has naturally evolved over thousands of years into an iron law, a tacit and indisputable fact.
As a high-level knight from a distinguished family, and as the lord of Parma City, Frank naturally has his own contracted beast.
But few people have seen his contracted beast, and it has even been forgotten by many people. In the eyes of these people, Frank is just an aristocratic city lord who only knows how to have fun.
"Don't... don't stop! Keep playing music, keep dancing! Hahahaha, vomit..." The extremely foul-smelling vomit completely destroyed the precious blanket.
Seeing this, the guards quietly left, their eyes disappearing around the corner filled with contempt. In the elegant music, the wine glass was filled again, and the graceful figure slowly twisted.
As for the vomit, it has been cleared away long ago, even though it still smells bad. And the dancers are not the only ones writhing in the city of Parma.
Sewage ditches are indispensable infrastructure in every biological gathering place, whether they are in the ancient continent or the alien city.
Its function is very simple. It discharges filth outside the city wall every day. It is also the most important drainage system after the thunderstorm month.
The hustle and bustle in Parma City has never stopped, even on this rainy day, it is still very lively. The animal skins block the rain, the smell of ale permeates the air, and the songs of the bards keep coming.
In an abandoned warehouse, a ragged middle-aged man was breathing heavily. The long sword beside him was full of gaps, and dirty black bread was struggling to move into his belly.
Gudong! There was a sound like food passing through the throat quietly. This sound kept echoing in the warehouse. Although it was weird, it had no sense of violation.
The middle-aged man looked at the wooden board beside the wall and slowly put down his weapon. He thought to himself that he was really unlucky. Not only was he inexplicably caught into the mysterious manor, but he also had to sleep with a sewage ditch tonight.
But just when he was about to take a rest, the wooden board at the sewage outlet slowly moved sideways. In the middle-aged man's astonished eyes, a huge worm was revealed.
Gudong! Gudong! The previous sound appeared again, but this time it was accompanied by a pungent stench. The middle-aged man tremblingly picked up the long sword and slowly walked towards the exit.
The expected attack did not appear, and this ugly worm kept shaking its body. The man's figure moved quickly in Pama City, and after a while, he retreated into a dark alley again.
The nerves that had been tense for many days collapsed at this moment. He slumped in the deepest part of the alley, breathing heavily. The wastewater flowed along the sewer ditch to the intersection, but a small insect floating in it wriggled out of the groove. Shaped like an earthworm, it dragged its body and drew a water mark on the cold bluestone road. A few minutes later, it finally walked to the man's side and instantly swelled into a ferocious beast comparable to a giant python.
There was no resistance, not even the slightest resistance, and even the last scream was blocked in his belly. The man held the long sword and completely disappeared from the ancient continent.
The body slowly shrunk, and the worm turned around and crawled back into the sewer ditch. The residents of Pama City knew nothing about this and were still consuming their lives in chaos.
However, in the city lord's mansion, Frank's hand that was originally reaching out to a maid was suspended in the air. He stood up and dispersed everyone, and the hall fell into dead silence for an instant.
Sewer worm, Frank's contract beast. The two parties concluded a master-servant contract more than 40 years ago, and have become partners dependent on each other since then.
Frank never disliked its ugly appearance, and even ignored the family's objections and lied that he had executed the burden.
However, no one knows that this little bug has always been hiding in Frank's hair and has always been with its owner.
In this almost one-sided situation, the bug has gradually grown into Frank's most reliable partner. Although it has no speed at all, it will not unleash any stunts.
However, it can release a strong acidic substance from its mouth and alveoli. It can disguise its esophagus as a sewage outlet and sneak attack on those who are close.
Moreover, its body is strong enough to withstand any attack below the peak level, whether it is fighting spirit, magic, or sharp weapons.
Then it will shrink itself and return to its owner from the sewage ditch. This is its attack method, which is unremarkable, but it is the most deadly.
Everyone may lose their mind because of a small misunderstanding, everyone may gnash his teeth because of the hypocritical kindness of daydream, and everyone may want revenge because his dignity is trampled on by others.
Everyone has their own despair. If Xiao Chong is like this, why should he laugh at the four major city lords of the Principality of Xisai? What's more, he is not as unsightly as the world imagines, otherwise Grand Duke Grylls would not treat him as such.
Considered a confidant.
"Are you back? The food here is all prepared for you. No one here dares to disobey my will. This is our paradise!"
Frank patted the bug, and the bug turned into its true form again. The pungent stench filled the hall, and Frank's face at this time had long lost the previous frivolity and laughter.