The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

The Night Slave returned to God violently, with an iron face.

When the fuck is this?

He still cares if there's a pub!

As soon as Night Slave grabbed the young man's wrist, he had to leave through the back door.

However, he was still a little slow.

“Little bastard, there you are! Didn't you hear me scream for half a day? I didn't know I had to answer! The butcher is here, come up and entertain him! ”

The Night Slave's figure was suddenly stiff.

Looking at a few people coming this way, the back teeth didn't realize they were biting hard.

Because he saw the slaughter.

His evil eyes were sweeping past him and falling on the youth.

There was a glow of excitement and greed in his eyes.

Night slave's heart sinks hard.

Suddenly, not knowing where the courage came from, he opened the door behind him and pushed the young man hard outside.

“I told you you were in the wrong place. Get out of here! ”

After that, he closed the door and greeted the butcher elder with a calm face.

The face of the slaughterhouse elder at this time has visibly faded.

The [Drunk Dream Death] manager knows how to read colors.

I slapped him in the face and he said, "Little bastard, I'm talking to you. Didn't you hear me? Who told you to let outsiders in? Who told you to let people go? Do you think I'm [Drunk and Dream Dead] somewhere where I can come if I want to? ”

With ten strong slaps, the eyes will fall on the face of the Night Slave.

Suddenly a bang came from behind.

The door, which had been closed by the Night Slave and locked to death, opened itself.

The Night Slave only felt a huge suction coming from behind.

Immediately thereafter, his body swept away and flew backwards.

A hand held him gently behind his back.

Feel the gentleness and warmth of that hand through the thin fabric.

Without waiting for the Night Slave to react, thin excessive wrists have been grabbed.

Low-eared sound in the ear: “Ready? ”

What... what are you ready for?

Night slave's mind had just flashed with this thought, and he had not had time to say it.

Your feet have gone off the ground again and your body has swept up in the air.

Being light-headed and unable to control his body makes it rare for him to have a slight panic in his eyes that are always steady.

But soon he realized what had happened.

He... he's flying!

No, it should be said that the young man was flying with him.

The two of them stepped on a big gray bird.

But the bird had no feathers on its back, but was smooth and hard, like a rock.

See Night Slave staring at the birds beneath his feet.

"'It's a flying puppet beast,' said the young man. Flight speed was not fast, but very smooth. Are you scared? ”

Night slaves stare at young people.

He doesn't know what a puppet beast is.

Nor do they know why the earth beneath them is retreating at a rapid pace, while young people say it is not.

He's just so tranced, so lost.

At this moment, it's still like a dream.

Did he really leave [Drunk Dream Death]? It's that simple and easy.

And taste the cloud-driving mist like a fixer?

Night slaves have a hidden feeling that their lives start at this moment and turn upside down.

And all this was brought to him by the young man in front of him.

The dry, white lips moved.

Instead of answering the words of the youth, Night Slave asked in a slightly dull voice: "You… who are you? ”