Don't mess with the yordle

Chapter 65 Evelin (all kinds of requests~)

"Of course, I rushed over as soon as I saw your news. I hope you haven't been poisoned by that devil yet."

Reed smiled and joked, but Bertrand kept a straight face and had no intention of making a joke.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Reed felt that it was not unreasonable for Bertrand not to receive the [Smiling Face Greeting People] medal. After all, even if he wanted to award that medal to Bertrand, it was not unreasonable.

Because it is a popular vote award, voted by the residents of Bandle City, and everyone in Bandle City prefers the usually kind yordle like Teemo. Bertrand has a bad face all day long. , it would be really strange if people would be willing to vote for him.

Everyone respects his strength and contribution, so he can win all other awards, but if you don't like his character, you don't have to award him the [Smiley Face] medal. This is the true temperament of the Yordles.

"Captain, that despicable devil cannot seduce me. Only lustful men will become her food."

Bertrand's face was very calm, but Reed wanted to laugh a little, because he and his badger bear were so similar, it was almost as if they were carved out of the same mold. What kind of pet.

"I know you are not interested in human females, so have you found any traces of her?"

Reed suppressed his laughter and began to ask Bertrand about "Evelyn". If he laughed, Bertrand would definitely be angry. Although it wouldn't be a big deal, it would be somewhat disrespectful. This old friend.

"It's been several days since she last ate. I think she should be looking for a new target. After all, that demon can't stand hunger for long."

Bertrand's investigation has already yielded some results. The last victim was discovered a few days ago. During this period, he has been hiding in the city. He did not find any Vastaya changes. No trace of the perpetrator was found, and no more victims were found.

"So that guy should be on his way again soon."

Reed understood what Bertrand meant, but it didn't help them find Evelyn that much. After all, the size of this port city is not small, and there are too many men who can be Evelyn's targets.

"Even she doesn't only target men. If she's really hungry, the devil doesn't mind tasting the pain of women. It's just that it's easier for men to seduce. After all, she has cut out a good skin for herself. .”

Reed couldn't help feeling that this hunt lasted for a long time, and it was really difficult for them to catch the demon hiding in the dark shadows, because the scope of their hunt was too large, and they were always being led around.

"If she hasn't realized the danger, then we still have a chance. If she has found your trace, then she is probably far away from this city."

Reed pondered for a while, but he didn't give up just yet. After all, they still had a chance to catch Evelyn here, and it was not his style to give up without giving it a try.

"You have to believe in my ability, captain. Since I didn't find any trace of her, then she must not have found me either."

Bertrand is very confident. As a veteran ranger of the Bandel Scout Group, his stealth tracking ability is very good, which is no worse than his frontal combat ability. "hope so."

Reed certainly believed in Bertrand's ability. After all, if it had to be said, Bertrand was already an elite ranger when Evelin began to become conscious. Bertrand's experience was comparable to that of Evelin. Much richer.

That young demon was caught by the tail several times by Reid and the scouts, which already showed her immaturity, at least a little younger than the yordles.

As night fell, Evelyn's figure blended perfectly with the night. She walked leisurely on the bustling streets of the port city, her eyes shimmering, but only those with the most venomous eyes could notice.

Groups of drunkards, sailors and prostitutes were talking on the street not far from her, innocently unaware that they were being watched by demons in the dark.

Evelyn's gaze was locked on a man lying in the gutter, holding a bottle of beet wine dangling in his hand. If it was normal, she wouldn't even look at this kind of person. Will take a look.

But she hadn't eaten for several days now, and she found that she was so desperate that she was seriously thinking about it. Although it was only for a while, she was really thinking about whether to eat this man.

Because it was so easy to do, she just had to take him into any alley, away from the bright lights, and no one would notice.

"Damn yordles."

Evelyn cursed, if she hadn't been hunted by the yordles all the time, she wouldn't have needed to hunt so cautiously. Seeing a cockroach crawl across the face of the drunk in front of her, Evelyn decisively abandoned the target.

This drunk man was so drunk that he was numb all over. Such a walking corpse could not give her pleasure at all, because she might even need to skin off his entire arm to make him scream. This kind of prey could not give her any pleasure at all. Not worth her time.

Evelyn moved on, gliding softly in the shadows of the port city, past two other drunks, past a beggar begging, past a couple bickering, her face full of disgust.

All these people can't bring up Evelyn's appetite. Hurting these people is like picking off withered petals. She prefers to pick tall and strong daisies for herself, because only such flowers will be picked again. It brings her the greatest sense of satisfaction.

Evelyn prefers to eat the pain she created herself, rather than taste the pain that those people themselves have, and those pains will greatly destroy her eating experience.

"Human beings are too fragile, their desires are too narrow, and the time they can play with is too short, and their pain is always fleeting, and the taste like clear soup with little water can barely be counted as a meal."

Evelin wanted to get the pain of another creature more than a human being, and she thought about it day and night.

She longed to catch that yordle with black and white fur, she wanted to torture him severely, feel every stab, every bite, every trace of flesh and blood gouged out by sharp claws, that kind of scene, Just thinking about it in her mind made her so happy that she couldn't breathe.

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