Night Crow Master

Southern France.

The Halloween party is over, and it's time to call it winter vacation.

At this moment, Yate, who acted in Walker's posture, was standing on a relatively deserted street, and the slightly cold air made the pedestrians wrap their coats.

The stone gray floor tiles cover the entire street. Although it is relatively tidy, the black dirt accumulated in the cracks between the floor tiles makes the ground not suitable for the bear children to roll.

He was looking for a bar where magicians gathered.

Unlike the extraordinary power of the Glory World, which is manifested on the bright side, ordinary people in this world don't even believe in the existence of magic, and magicians will hide it from Muggles.

Including gathering places.

Groups of powerful forces choose to live in seclusion?

Art shrugged his shoulders, then shifted his perspective, looking for Fiona and Anna who should have been in the "witch bar".

But when he shifted his perspective and took over the thinking of the crow next to Fiona—

"Ha~ha~"

"Fiona, you are really my sweetheart~"

"..." At the moment he heard these words, Yate raised his brows, he already understood what was going on.

Yate controlled the crow and turned his head. As expected, there was a bed next to it, and two naked girls were rolling the sheets on it.

Anna is up, Fiona is in the missionary position.

Fiona was already weak and weak, and Anna's mouth had a masculine smile.

Two unobtrusive women rolling the sheets are at least pleasing to a man.

Especially when you can almost see the black face on at least one side.

Don't ask what A Heiyan is, that is something that children shouldn't know.

But if you watch too much, there is no special feeling.

Yate turned his head reluctantly, turned his gaze out of the window, confirmed the location of the crow, and turned his perspective back.

"Maybe I should make them into a container of **** and desire, and then combine with the crow shadow."

Yate has already begun to seriously consider making Fiona and Anna the two of them, because since Anna succeeded in pursuing Fiona, almost every time he turned his perspective to the crow beside Fiona, You can see Anna and Fiona rolling the sheets.

The two of them played very well every time, and their **** and desires became more and more intense. As long as they were transformed into the power of desire, the concentration and intensity were almost comparable to the gluttony crow shadow created by Yate.

If there are demons such as Demon in this world, as long as these two people are transformed into demons, they can become second-level (lv20-lv29) demons in an instant.

Especially Anna, conservatively estimated at least lv25.

Emotions and desires, the original power of the demons, this power from the heart, Yate has not yet figured out much.

After putting the transformation plan on the agenda in his mind, Yate walked forward along the street, walked almost to the end of the street, and stopped in front of an inconspicuous three-story cottage.

Yate could feel a slight spatial fluctuation on the door in front of him.

This door can lead to two places.

Similar to the place where Hogmot is located, a small unfinished plane, but this one is even smaller.

Reaching out, Yate took hold of the doorknob, recalling the specific steps Anna told him before-pull the doorknob out, push it in again, and read the command:

"Did the black cat lose the door key?"

Faint waves of magic power spread across the door.

Push the door again.

Inside the originally quiet door, there was a lively voice:

"Susu Susu? Your friend's name is really strange!!! Haha!!!"

A short, fat man with a beard, a middle-aged man like a ball squeezed into a chair, laughing.

Opposite him, a tall, red-haired boy of about seventeen years old was holding a wine glass and talking rather talkatively.

The scenery in the room resembles a British country bistro of the last century. The L-shaped bar is located at the corner and many old wooden round tables are placed in the center of the pub.

After seeing Yate, the red-haired boy's eyes lit up and raised his arms:

"Hey! Walker!"

"Hello, Marlene Ford." Yatong nodded, and after closing the door, walked to his side and looked at the man who looked like a ball.

Yuanqi opened his eyes and looked at Kiyat: "This is the Susu Susu?"

"No." Marlenford said with a smile, and put his right arm on Yate's shoulder. "This is Geralt, Walker Geralt!"

"Geralt? A child from the White Wolf family?"

Hearing the surname of Geralt, Yuqiu's face was immediately full of smiles. He pressed the handle of the chair with both hands, pulled himself out of the chair, walked around the table to Yate, and stretched out his hand:

"Hello! Little Walker! This is TOEFL Ma Shan, I hope you have heard of Ma Shan's House."

Mashan House?

Yate thought about it, and in his memory, he mapped the name to a farm that breeds magical creatures. It seems that recently...

"Of course." Yate also stretched out his hand and shook hands with him friendly, "I don't know if you have Level 4 or 6 there."

"Level four or six?" TOEFL Ma Shan, who did not understand the words, repeated it with some confusion, and then thought of the level of danger of magical creatures, but the level of danger is only three-

Security, minor threats, severe threats.

Or is it rarity? But there are only three levels.

Seeing him a little confused, Yate smiled:

"Like a Soul Eater."

"Oh, my goodness." Hearing this name, TOEFL's body shook. "No one dares to keep them, even the Magic Council."

TOEFL patted his belly, probably the position of the heart, and said, "If you really rank the Soul Eater, it will be level four, no, level five, no, level six!"

Soul Eater is a kind of ghost-like thing. Its appearance is similar to those of the dead crow shadows originally created by Yate. It is covered with a black cloak, and inside is an empty and intangible existence similar to a spiritual body. .

"I don't think we should talk about those nasty things, TOEFL, I think what we should talk about is the inexplicable wounds on the magical creatures on your farm. We need to find the reason and then help you deal with it."

Marlenford spread out his hands, dragged a chair from the side and placed it behind Yate.

Then Marlenford looked at Yate with a grin: "I think the Geralt family is very familiar with the characteristics of various magical creatures, right, Geralt?"

"Maybe."

"Hey, Walker, I don't think this is the correct answer."

Marlenford leaned into Yate's ear:

"You should answer in the affirmative."

"Ok."

Yate turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who pushed himself back into the chair.

In fact, if it is not wrong, he knows about it.

Not only knew, but...he did it.

To be precise, his crows did it.