Volume Two, Chapter 42

The door was knocked lightly. Eric, who was obsessed with research, turned around with a puzzled expression and looked at the source of the sound.

So late, who will come?

Eric got up from the chair, he put on his coat, and came to the door.

Eric said, "Who?"

"Eric, it's me." The person outside the door replied, "I have something to say to you."

The voice of the answer was somewhat beyond Eric's expectations. That was the voice of Melinda, the pastor who accompanied the team.

After removing the latch, Eric pushed open the wooden door, and saw Melinda who looked a little at a loss. The pastor lady threw herself into Eric's arms the moment the door opened.

"Eric... I'm a little... scared..."

"Eh?"

The priest girl snuggled into Eric's arms. She raised a face of confusion mixed with sadness, and her eyes met Eric's.

"Eric...are you willing to believe Melinda?" Melinda begged in a weak tone on purpose, "Because what I'm going to say next...Eric may not believe it. But...Melinda only has Eric There's one person you can rely on."

"Wait," Eric asked, "Melinda... what are you talking about? Did something happen?"

"Eric..." Melinda pursed her cherry lips lightly, hesitated for a while, and said, "O...Master Oswell has unreasonable thoughts about my body..."

Hearing this, Eric instantly pushed Melinda away in his arms. Not only that, but he also took a few steps back, keeping a certain distance.

"Eric...it hurts..." Melinda touched the wrist that was pinched by Eric just now, with a weak look, "Eric...why did you treat me like this...Didn't you say that you like me the most? Is it..."

"Melinda, why did you tell me about this on purpose." Eric pushed the lens and asked coldly.

"Eric..." Melinda said hesitantly, "Because...Eric likes me, I know it. So...when Lord Oswell has a wrong idea, the first person I can think of is to ask for help , it's you, Eric."

"Melinda, you're weird."

"Eric, why don't you trust me?"

"You mean, that Lord Oswell will attack you like a drunken bastard?"

"Well..." Melinda nodded, "I know no one will believe it, so... I came to see you, Eric."

Eric looked rigid, and seemed to be struggling in his heart. Although what Melinda said sounds strange, can he really turn a blind eye to the one he loves?

"Eric, please believe me." Melinda cried, "Because...the only one who can protect me now is you."

"Melinda...I..."

In the field of vision, Melinda walked slowly towards him, as if seeking a hug. Eric couldn't help showing a gentle expression. In any case, appease her first, and then confront Lord Oswell.

But in the next moment, the sword light flashed past.

The girl in front of her looked frozen, she took two steps forward as if pushed by the wind, and then her soft body fell weakly into Eric's arms. With his hands supporting the girl's body, he could feel a stream of sticky heat flowing slowly, dripping down his palms.

Pat, clack.

Blood droplets gathered into a red pool of water. Dye the whole floor, and even the whole world, red.

"Al... Rick..."

The girl stretched her hands upwards, and then lightly placed them on Eric's face.

"save……"

Before the words fell, the body stopped forever.

Eric hugged this body that was still hot, his lips moved slightly.

"Oh, as expected, Miss Pastor's body is too weak."

Oswell stood in front of the door, gently wiping the blood from the sword tip with a tissue.

"Oswell...you..." The man holding the corpse stood up tremblingly.

"Huh? Isn't this Eric, what's the matter?" Putting the cleaned sword back into the scabbard, Oswell replied with a smile.

But that friendly greeting only got the man howling in grief and anger. After Eric put down the girl's body, he held his sword and rushed towards him with strides. This surprised Oswell who had put away his weapon, but he had no intention of drawing his sword again. He just avoided the arc drawn by the tip of the sword in the air as if he had predicted all the attacks of the man.

After a few rounds, Eric was out of breath and half-kneeling on the ground, but Oswell seemed to have no pressure. He stood by the wall, crossed his arms, and asked, "What is the reason? Have my lovely subordinates turned against me?"

"Needless to say?" Eric stabbed the ground with his sword and stood up, "You killed Melinda, right?"

"Oh? Interesting idea, but I wasn't the one who killed." Oswell spread his hands, expressing his innocence.

"What did you say……?"

"Turn around and look behind you?" Oswell said, "Hey, that, Miss Alice in Melinda, you should come out too."

Behind Eric, Melinda, whose chest was pierced by a sword, stood up tremblingly. The gentle look on her face as a priest no longer exists, replaced by a sinister and vicious look that symbolizes a demon god.

"Should I praise your judgment, Mister Human?"

"That kind of thing is still avoided." Oswell showed a look of disgust, "Compared to those, you should apologize to the Eric in front of you who was fooled by you."

"What...? Melinda is still alive?" Eric was a little confused.

"My dear Eric, I'm not that bitch named Melinda." The corners of Melinda's lips curled up. "She's just a lot of women that I've eaten to the core."

"Eh?"

"Look, you seem to be in the wrong direction, Eric." Oswell explained from the side, "Your lover, the girl named Melinda, has been eaten up by this demon god. Today's Melinda, there is only a layer of skin on the Demon God."

"That is to say... have I been deceived since the beginning?"

"Of course." Melinda licked her lips. "After all, Mr. Eric had better be lied to. The memory of this woman who was eaten by the demon god also said so."

Eric trembled and dropped the sword in his hand, half kneeling on the ground with a confused look.

"It seems that the extra people have already left." Oswell turned back and said, "So, Miss Alice, when were you replaced?"

After tearing off Melinda's tattered leather jacket, the heroic princess Alice reappeared in the room. Holding the flame-shaped magic sword in her hand, she returned her frivolous gaze, "Why should I tell you, Mister Human."

Oswell smiled slightly: "Then let me... beat you until you are willing to speak out."