Chapter 15 The North Country Rogue
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"—Favorite believer! Bishop Carlos! Why, why....why!! Are you still here to be lazy at this time!? I must wait diligently! Responding to this love is ah ah ah ah!! "
As soon as Luo Mo spit out a word, the evil ghost who broke into the room was already shouting and shouting.
"I'll get up now! Let's dedicate ourselves to love together in a new day!"
To prevent the other party from going crazy, Luo Mo immediately opened the quilt and put on the priest's vestments and cloaks at the speed of light. His mouth matched the tone of the other party, but he couldn't stop complaining about it. Guy is definitely child abuse.
Although he didn't want to be too diligent, he had seen on the way here that a cultist who moved a little slower was severely injured by Petticius slapped it on the wall with his head... I really don't want to be diligent.
And his positive performance also caused Peticius to grin and show two rows of teeth:
"Good! Very good! Love! We must love the pictorial! We must not let down our love for laziness!"
"That's right! So in order to be more efficient, let's act separately!"
"Ahhh~~ How diligent you are~~ But! I'm sure I won't lose in diligence!"
After twisting his lips into a sinister smile, a large group of cultists blinked behind Peticius.
They have all changed their uniforms into ordinary clothes, and this is the first time Luo Mo has seen these believers show their true faces.
But it is completely different from the arrogant soldiers in the imagination. They are completely composed of men, women and children who have nothing in common. After taking off their uniforms, the only unified look is probably the expression.
All of them are expressionless, and at the same time, their eyes are vague, making people feel a certain kind of madness.
Although he didn't want to stay with the cultists, he, a young child, was still very worried about encountering strange things in a strange town with poor security.
He could only lead some of them out of the stronghold and wandered on the streets of the city.
Through the never-ending snowflakes, he found that the gap between the rich and the poor here is quite large. Except for a few who seem to be wealthy people, most of the city is very thin girls.
The vast majority of men are also dry and lacking in strength. From the perspective of poverty, it seems that this place is indeed suitable for recruiting new people.
"You start now, choose your own target missionary."
Luo Mo patted his hand so frozen that he couldn't feel it, temporarily dismissed the believers, and left two women who didn't look too vicious as bodyguards.
And considering that he had lost his energy source, he decided to create a new life for himself, and just wandered around the streets for a few laps, using his temporary age privilege to casually lift other people's heavy polar special edition skirts, disturbing Someone else's date, or openly molesting a woman from a good family.
Just as the crime was going on, he had just woken up for business on the third day when he noticed a thin girl, ran over immediately, and kept waving at the other party.
"Yo~ Big sister over there, come here, come here, little brother, I have something good to tell you."
"what?"
Although she was thin and dirty all over, the black-haired girl who was about thirteen or four years old but unexpectedly tall, did not have much panic on her face.
.... There is no way, after all, the hooligan is a nine-year-old child, it would be strange if normal people can be afraid.
But Luo Mo didn't care about this, and walked over with two bodyguards directly. When the other party glanced at the two people behind him and retreated subconsciously, he immediately chased after him and forced him to the empty alley. inside.
At this time, Luo Mo raised his hand and wanted to pat her ear with a wall, but when he stretched out his small hand, he quickly discovered that the behavior of the other party being too tall was physically impossible.
No way, he could only put it down silently, and then took out a gold coin from his pocket.
At this time, the girl's face finally changed:
"....What do you want to do?"
"I don't want to do anything? I just want to do something that makes everyone happy."
Although his palms were frozen and unconscious, Luo Mo bit off the glove of his right hand, pinched the girl's equally cold chin and lifted it up... To be precise, it was a bit like holding up, and his face was also deliberately With a squeezed smile, he deliberately proposed conditions that the other party could not accept:
"Touch it for me, and I'll give this to you, how is it a good deal?"
"....Where?"
"chest."
"..."
The girl who was forced to raise her head heard the words, and instantly looked down at him with disgust, and while he was triumphant when his goal was achieved, she suddenly bit into his hand and snatched the gold coin from his hand.
"—Fuck me?! You are a dog!?"
Luo Mo, who just wanted to scare people and earn points, couldn't help cursing in the pain, but the other party fled after taking the gold coins.
The two believers subconsciously pulled out the cross sword, and they were about to rush to the girl silently to pay for the debt, but Luo Mo raised his hand to stop their actions, causing them to retreat back silently. As for killing.
Ordinary witch believers will not question their superiors at all, and even their self-awareness is doubtful, so that Luo Mo does not need to think about disguising.
But looking at the thin girl who was running away, his self-confidence, which suddenly rose after he killed a small cadre, fell a lot.
Because the other party is obviously only a thin and weak child, but the speed is unreasonable, and when he bites him, he does not respond.
"Is the other party a special race? Or a well-trained warrior?...It doesn't look like it."
Depressed scratching his head, Luo Mo didn't care about it anymore.
Because ghost transformation is actually very tiring, and emotions can easily get out of control under the influence of blood, so there is no ghost transformation to heal himself. He wrapped a bandage on his bleeding hand and began to look for the next target.
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When I came to the Holy Kingdom of Gustico to set up camp, two months passed in a blink of an eye.
Luo Mo, who was woken up every day by the energetic Peticius fancy, was working hard for the time being. Of course, the work was done by others. He molested women from good families and bullied cats and dogs on the street. Dogs earn points.
His behavior fits the definition of a petty crime, and he became a well-known hooligan in the city within two months. However, sometimes women take the initiative to take advantage of him. Not only did he not have any negative emotions, but he almost took advantage of it, which made him There are "childhood shadows".
The people of the ghost clan are very powerful and can give him quite a good amount of energy. In contrast, the negative emotions of ordinary people are weak and pitiful. Even if he works very hard to make everyone who meets him hate him as a rascal, these two However, it only rose by about 67 negative sentiments in the month.
However, most of the other parties are just ordinary people, and he is just a hooligan who molested women from good families. Naturally, there is very little fear and disgust, either incomprehensible or difficult to accept.
You must know that the moment he killed the small cadre of the Witch Sect, he gained several times the points, and the ordinary believers he killed were only slightly inferior to this.
According to the system's explanation, it seems to be because, when he kills a person, the negative emotions of the other party are maximized at that moment, and the soul is absorbed by the spirit.
This gradually made a devil live in his heart, whispering in his ear and constantly urging him to kill people. After a long time, even he was a little bit eager to move, but when he calmed down, he wondered if he was crazy and wanted to kill to earn points. ?
But... Punishing the evil and not promoting the good seems to be a way too?