The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 472 Not human!

The lush green vegetation and the well-arranged buildings are scattered around, presenting a tranquil and far-reaching pastoral scenery.

Compared with the metropolitan areas where high-rise buildings are shoulder to shoulder and land is extremely valuable, this federal town near the border of the Maple Leaf Republic has a much looser spatial layout due to the limited value of the land.

Just like this two-story old house in front of us, even though the materials and value are far from the level of a country villa, but judging from the area alone, the house plus the spacious courtyard can almost be called a small manor.

"It's been a long time since I last came here." Through the dense branches and leaves, Beverly looked at the mottled brick wall covered by green ivy, with a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.

"I remember when we were in school, we would take time out every weekend to come to Ricky's house to play tabletop games."

As she spoke, she stepped lightly onto the cobblestone path.

The courtyard, which had been unattended for a long time, was overgrown with weeds. Several branches were laden with fruits. The purple and plump figs were ripe and fell to the ground, emitting a sweet and rotten smell, attracting mosquitoes and flies.

"It smells really bad."

The warlock Simon scratched his slightly curly black hair, puffed up his thick lips and recited a few words. A breeze surrounded him, dispelling the strange smell around.

"Well, I'm afraid I have to warn you that there are even more smelly things to come."

Although he had known about the supernatural world from previous conversations with old classmates, Bill was still amazed when he had the opportunity to see it with his own eyes.

With curiosity and yearning for the mysterious power flashing on his face, he stood aside and pointed at the half-open wooden door in front of him.

When he came to look in the morning and found that something was wrong, he left in a hurry and didn't even turn off the lights. At this moment, with the faint yellow light, he could vaguely see the crooked furniture in the living room.

Having been partners for a long time, Beverly and the others only exchanged glances and then tacitly raised their vigilance.

The druid girl clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and a hazy green light turned into ripples like water waves, quickly seeping into the house, as if the bricks, stones, tiles and wood were just a ball of air.

"There are no living people, um..." She analyzed the effect of natural reconnaissance and added:
"No one was dead. It should be said that there was nothing inside."

Even though they were very confident in their companions' methods, the others had no intention of relaxing. Holge took off the long canvas bag on his back, reached in and grasped the magic battle axe.

Ready to draw her weapon at any time, she kicked the door open lightly with her toes.

A messy scene came into view. Various furnishings in the hall were violently overturned, tables and chairs were lying on the ground in a mess, and the vase with a bunch of white wild chrysanthemums and glass tea sets were scattered all over the floor and smashed to pieces, and became unrecognizable after being trampled on repeatedly.

"A home robbery? Or a fight?" Edkin pressed his fingers on the brown-black lute, and a ray of light flashed between the slender and crystal strings.

"There is no smell of blood. It seems that the two fighting parties are very... restrained?"

He is meticulous, and his extraordinary profession as a bard also gives him excellent perception, allowing him to see some disharmony beneath the surface.

The two sides fought so fiercely, but there was no sign of injury? Could it be that they were just destroying the house and smashing things?
Edkin walked slowly around the mess on the floor, his eyes moving around every detail in the house, trying to capture any clues that might have been missed.

However, he didn't need to think about it any more. Bill, who was hiding behind, took a step forward and pointed to a certain place in a low voice:
"In my personal opinion, it shouldn't be... a fight."

Following his instructions, everyone's attention shifted to a darker area on the sofa.

There were a few irregular patterns that looked like stains on the wool cushions that had not been used for many years.

Beverly's small and delicate nose flared quickly, and her plump and round apple cheeks curled up, revealing a hint of confusion.

"What's that smell?" An indescribable smell emanated from there, so faint that it was hardly noticeable, as if it had evaporated for quite a long time, but it stubbornly penetrated all disguises and passed through the nasal cavity directly to the human senses.

"Well, you don't have a boyfriend yet, right?" Bill had a strange expression on his bookish face and forced out a smile with complicated meanings.

The girl turned her eyes in confusion, and was surprised to find that except for herself, everyone, including her three companions, had a strange look on their faces as if they had suddenly realized something.

"Cough cough!"

Edkin coughed a few times and explained while suppressing his laughter:
"This is an ancient floral scent. It is said that only innocent girls who have never experienced love can appreciate the sacred meaning of life reproduction, while fallen adults only associate it with desire."

Although she was a little naive, she was not a child without social experience. Beverly's little brain worked and she immediately understood the middle-aged man's teasing intention.

"So it is that kind of thing!" The druid girl's cheeks flushed slightly, and then she adjusted her mentality.

"But the number here is too much, isn't it?"

Now that she had the clue, she soon discovered more of the same traces in her keen vision.

On the sofa, on the floor, on the table, on the stairs... just from the environment, you can tell how magnificent the "battle" was.

"It's really exhilarating. It takes so many people to create this grand scene. Young people from small places are so open-minded. Haha!" The unrestrained barbarian sister put her hands on her hips and laughed heartily.

"Don't worry, your friend may have gotten into some trouble due to human instinct..."

It seemed that the truth had been discovered, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became relaxed. Edkin put his arms around Mike and Bill, smiling and whispering to comfort them.

"Everyone is wrong, there is only one... just a pair!"

Simon held up a staff in his hand, and a faint white light appeared in the air. The wet marks all over the room seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, lighting up one by one, forming a faint track of footprints.

He tapped his cane and said firmly:

"One big and one small, one male and one female, hehe, a long battle with a clear process and quite a variety of postures."

"That last sentence is superfluous!"

Beverly gave him a look of anger, and secretly speculated in her heart, her expression gradually becoming more solemn.

She stomped her feet heavily, and her sneakers made a wonderful resonance with the floor. A slender vine suddenly grew out from the wooden railing on the second floor. The tough and dark branches fluttered and curled, like a dexterous big hand, throwing a ball of silk fabric down from the upstairs bedroom.

The silk fabric fell and spread out, revealing a pair of men's underwear that was also stained with honey liquid.

"There is no clothing of another person in the room. We can be sure that the man is Ricky. This is a bit troublesome." She bit her rosy lips and explained to her companions who cast inquiring glances at her.

"The situation above is the same as below. I can vouch for it with the expertise of a druid. This level of...water output can almost turn a normal person into a mummy."

Regardless of their identities, at least their IQs were above average. Their faces changed slightly at the same time, and they realized the darkness hidden behind the seemingly erotic affair.

Beverly solemnly took out some magic equipment and took a deep breath.

"No matter what the other party is, it is certain that
——It’s definitely not a human being!”

(End of this chapter)