Jason raised his legs and walked towards the place where the scent came from: the ruins of the 'Moon Mask' club.
After walking a few steps on the ruins, Jason locked onto a piece of rubble.
"Do you have a shovel?"
Jason shouted behind him.
"have!"
Finch pulled out a shovel from the artillery cart nearby and ran over.
This shovel was prepared for possible troubles encountered when moving the artillery carriage. It is a military product in the true sense. It is not only light, but also very easy to use, especially the left half of the shovel, which is so sharp that it can be used as a knife.
Taking the shovel and refusing Finch's help, Jason dug carefully.
The rubble was quickly cleared.
The carpets on the club's original floor were also cleaned.
Then, there is the broken stone floor.
With every layer you clean, the fragrance becomes stronger.
By now, the tangy aroma told Jason that food was in front of him.
Instead of using a shovel, Jason began to move the broken stone slabs with his hands.
When a relatively complete stone slab was removed, a palm-sized box appeared in front of Jason.
Like the slate, the wooden box had long been broken, so that Jason could see what was inside without opening the box.
one……
scarecrow!
A scarecrow that should have had arms, legs, and a head when it was complete, but was shattered into pieces in the explosion.
The scent is coming from this smashed scarecrow.
Jason carefully picked up the broken scarecrow, with a trace of hesitation on his face.
"Want to eat grass?"
But immediately, this hesitation disappeared.
"It smells so good, I can definitely eat it."
"Boil it with the 'holy water' and dip it in some seasonings. It'll be fine."
With the decision made in his mind, Jason put the scarecrow directly into the cowhide bag he carried without any further hesitation.
Then, he walked towards Bundy, who also came to the ruins and was investigating.
There are some professional things that he needs to ask the other party.
…
"Shhhhh!"
Amidst the brisk whistle, the man walked forward in the dense forest.
However, his brisk whistle suddenly stopped, and his whole steps also stopped.
Although his whistle immediately returned to normal and his steps became brisk again, the face covered by the shadows contained a hint of surprise and... twisted resentment.
"hehe."
"Jason, Jason."
"What an amazing apprentice!"
"The black lamb is supposed to dance for you."
"You deserve it..."
Whoosh!
Like a singing aria, it was broken by a sharp sound that broke through the air.
A crossbow arrow suddenly appeared from a distance.
When the sound rang out, the crossbow arrow had already penetrated the man's body and pierced the tree trunk behind the man.
The man looked down at the wound and couldn't help but laugh.
"Dan, you are still so sharp and fast."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man fell straight to the ground.
Blood flowed from his body, infecting the surrounding land.
In an instant, the surrounding vegetation withered and withered as if it had been exposed to poison.
Moreover, this kind of withering and decay is spreading rapidly.
But the next moment, a potion falling from the sky stopped everything.
Snapped!
The test tube fell to the ground and shattered.
The crystal liquid quickly neutralized the corpse's blood.
The withered and withered vegetation did not revive, but the diffusion was restrained.
A figure appeared silently next to the body.
After quickly checking the body, he raised his hand and waved.
call!
Flames spurted out and covered the body.
In the raging flames, the body was set on fire.
A middle-aged man wearing leather armor, carrying two swords on his back, and wearing a cloak was clearly visible under the firelight.
"Another puppet..."
"shepherd!"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, then turned his head and looked in the direction of Lord.
"What a nonsense."
As the middle-aged man said this, his stern face softened, and an unconcealable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The next moment, the middle-aged man raised his hand again.
Suddenly, the flames disappeared.
At the same time, the figure of the middle-aged man also disappeared.
…
'I can confirm that the explosion just now exceeded the power that a bomb should have!'
'It should have occurred only when a dozen explosives exploded at the same time.'
'Moreover, I have inspected and found that there are many traces of the explosion in the club - from the inside, not from the outside!'
Returning to the bachelor's dormitory, Jason, sitting by the fire, was still thinking about what Bundy had just said.
He didn't care about the fact that there was a bomb inside the club.
In a place like that, it is common sense to have some weapons, and it is not surprising that the repairman carries a wrench with him.
Jason would be surprised if not.
What really concerned him was——
"When attacking from the outside, the power of gunpowder weapons is greatly reduced, but when attacking from the inside... no, no, no, that shouldn't be said!"
"It should be said that only items that are judged to be in the 'Moon Mask' club can exert their proper effects. If not, they will only be able to exert one-tenth or even less of their original power."
"This is all achieved by relying on it?"
Subconsciously, Jason looked at the scarecrow as the iron pot was completely boiled by the 'holy water'.
The scattered lines tumbling with the soup reminded Jason of noodles.
The noodle soup is good.
But it would be even better if there are toppings.
The aroma in the pot made Jason start to think about it.
So much so that he had to use great perseverance to bring his thoughts back.
"wrong."
"If it can achieve this level, the fragrance should be stronger, stronger than the monster-like Herken, rather than somewhere between the Submariner and Kemetia."
Jason shook his head quickly.
After comparing food many times, he has already clarified the contrast between food aroma concentration and food strength.
The stronger the aroma, the more powerful the food.
On the contrary, the weaker the food, the weaker the flavor.
"so……"
"It's most likely a specific ritual."
Thinking of this, Jason couldn't help but whisper to himself.
