My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

"It's just that this incident is a bit tricky." Orson turned around and looked at Litt. "You forced Mudrick to use this trump card this time, which can be regarded as a great achievement. Otherwise, this time bomb buried in Saint Laurent City will definitely bring more disasters in the future."

Then he reached out and touched Lit's head.

Lit seemed to enjoy being touched on the head by Orson, just like a little animal.

After feeling the familiar touch of Orson's hand above her head, Litt's unhappy mood just disappeared. She squinted her eyes comfortably, and then hugged Orson's waist, as if craving for something more.

Fortunately, there was no one else around except Virgil, otherwise, if someone saw the two of them being so intimate, they would definitely be suspected.

It would be fine if other people heard it, but if Olivia knew about it, I would have to write a self-criticism when I go back.

"Ahem, anyway, today's investigation ends here, let's take a break for a while." Orson said.

After all, this incident is not just about Leeteuk's adoptive parents.

The most urgent task is to find out who provided Mudrick's potion. The identity of the other party is obviously not simple, as he can make a potion that can turn ordinary people into demons.

It can even be said that it is quite dangerous.

Before the interrogation, Langdon also informed his men and Orson and others not to spread the news about the devil.

Before the incident is thoroughly investigated, rashly spreading these things will only lead to large-scale public panic.

Especially now that the entire empire is still under the threat of orcs, if the people knew that the demons that once ravaged most of the empire have made a comeback, people will be panicked, and rumors will spread, causing social unrest, which is not conducive to the rule of the empire.

Don’t let the devil not come back by then, and humans perish in civil strife first, that would be a laughing stock.

As for thoroughly investigating the Mudrick incident, it is obviously no longer the responsibility of Orson and Leet, or the responsibility they can take.

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"So, since your father died and you began to take charge of municipal affairs, you have vaguely shown these symptoms?" The doctor looked at Baron Trist in front of him and asked.

"Yes." Drizzt nodded.

"That's easy." The doctor smiled. "Your symptoms are caused by overwork from taking over the municipal administration. You just need to rest."

"But... the tens of thousands of people in the city cannot lose me. Once I fall, no one will maintain the order in the city..."

"Don't worry about that." The doctor shook his head. "Issues concerning urban order can be entrusted to others to handle..."

"This won't do!" Trist slammed the bed and sat up.

"Constant City is our family's fiefdom. My family has been protected by the royal family for generations. How could we give up this city..."

The doctor looked at Drizzt, who was clinging to his dominance, and sighed. Then, he said, "In that case, I have a way to quickly eliminate your headache."

"What do you mean?" Trist's eyes lit up when he heard that.

"Perform surgery," the doctor said, pointing to his head.

"As the saying goes, if you have a headache, treat the head; if you have a foot pain, treat the foot. Lord Drizzt, the cause of your illness is in your head, so it is difficult to remove the lesion through normal treatment methods. Surgery is the only option."

"Operation... you mean..."

"Well, I need to have surgery on my head."

"...No." Drizzt pondered for a long time, then shook his head. "I can't accept this method for the time being. If I have surgery, I won't be able to handle many things..."

"I know you are worried, Lord Drizzt." The doctor said this with a smile. "I have a set of prescriptions here that can temporarily relieve the pain. In this way, you can first deal with the recent backlog of things and then consider my proposal."

Then the doctor took out a packet of medicine from his arms and poured it into the water bottle.

"Is your medicine... okay?" Trist stared at the doctor and asked.

"Of course." The doctor said this, drank half of the potion, then moved a few times, indicating to Drizzt that he did not ask.

After I answered the question, the other party felt relieved.

Trist waited for a few more minutes, and only felt relieved when he saw that the doctor still had no symptoms, and then he drank the medicine.

After drinking it, he was surprised to find that his headache was indeed gradually getting better.

"Doctor, your effect is really good..."

"Of course. However, you will feel drowsy and weak for a period of time after drinking this medicine. You will feel better after a good night's sleep."

"Okay." Drizzt nodded.

Doctors in the past had prescribed medicine for him, but this was the first time he had found medicine that was so effective and effective as the one in front of him.

Therefore, Trist began to trust the doctor.

"Well, doctor, I'll rest first." Having said that, he closed his eyes.

"Okay, Lord Drizzt, I'll leave now. I'll come back tomorrow."

The doctor said this and then politely left the room.

After leaving the room, the doctor did not leave the mansion, but walked around the huge baron mansion.

Although it is large, the Baron's mansion is actually only two stories high. The upper floor is the noble's bedroom and office, and the lower floor is the kitchen, living room, storage room and rooms originally for servants.

After spending more than ten minutes touring the rooms, the doctor locked onto one.

In the kitchen on the first floor, he found a wall tile that was slightly different from the surrounding tiles. Just as he was about to touch that tile, footsteps suddenly sounded outside.

The doctor quickly stopped what he was doing and walked to the door.

The source of the footsteps outside the door was the guard who had just been guarding the door.

"Sir, I see you and Lord Drizzt have been upstairs for quite some time. I'm a little worried, so..."

"Ah, don't worry, the Baron just took my medicine and is now asleep." said the doctor.

"Is that so..." The guard breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that.

"Then, doctor, are you sure you can cure Lord Drizzt's illness?"

"Of course." The doctor nodded.

Then, as if he was somewhat concerned about why this guard cared so much about Drizzt, the doctor asked, "Mr. Guard, are you on good terms with the Baron?"

(PS: I've been tinkering with AI painting recently, and I think I've pulled out an SSR. I'll show you one.)

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In a competition between masters, you cannot win by relying solely on defense.

No matter how strong a shield is, it will eventually break under constant attacks.

"Miss Orc, I don't have much time left to buy you." At this time, Orson simply said this.

"I understand." Lion nodded after hearing this. After feeling that his lost strength was slowly recovering, he came to Orson and gave him a wink.

Then, almost in an instant, Orson canceled the barrier, and Mudrick's punch missed, and his whole body fell forward uncontrollably.

Fortunately, he quickly stabilized his body and punched Orson.

Orson chanted a spell, adding a layer of frost armor to his right hand, and then punched Mudrick.

Under normal circumstances, if a mage uses armor made of magic elements to protect himself against a close attack from a warrior, it can only serve as a defense at best.

But Orson is different.

In addition to being a seventh-level magician, Orson is also a seventh-level warrior.

Therefore, although he was afraid of Mudrick's nearly eighth-level strength, he still chose to fight Mudrick with a punch.

When Mudrick saw that Orson dared to fight back, he immediately laughed at Orson for overestimating his own abilities.

The two men's fists collided, and then Mudrick opened his eyes wide, looking at everything happening in front of him in disbelief.

"Orson...you..." He said this and looked at Orson in surprise.

In his imagination, Orson was hit hard by his punch and at the very least would be knocked away for a distance. However, he did not expect that Orson remained motionless.

After this blow, even the extremely strong demon Mudrick felt some pain, but Orson didn't react at all?

"Ice wall protection, kid." Orson said sarcastically.

In fact, Orson used ice to freeze his feet to the ground, thereby strengthening his own strength, which made it seem that he could withstand Mudrick's punch quite easily.

But the impact hit Orson so hard that he still felt obvious pain.

Then, Orson didn't say much, but took the initiative to punch Mudrick quickly.

The two exchanged dozens of punches in a few seconds, and the speed was so fast that it felt like one could see the afterimages.

"Okay, okay, I haven't had such a great fight in a long time!" Mudrick said this, immersed in the battle with Orson.

Orson used magic to strengthen his physical fitness, allowing his physical strength to reach the peak of the seventh level in a short period of time. He was not at a disadvantage in fighting against Mudrick, and sometimes he was even better.

The two men fought for another half a minute. Just when Mudrick was about to stop and take a break, he suddenly felt a chill, but it was too late.

Through the previous fistfight, Orson spread the ice to his feet, and then used the ice to freeze Mudrick's feet and the ground together.

Mudrick didn't react at first. When he turned around and saw the sword blade flashing with cold light flying towards him, it was too late.

And when he finally broke free, the lion's blade had already pierced his body.

Since I failed to kill him once, I will try again.

The blade passed through from behind and pierced deep into Mudrick's chest.

Of course, demons are not so easy to kill.

Mudrick fought back like crazy, and began to attack everything around him indiscriminately.

The first to bear the brunt of the attack was the lion who had plotted against him.

He swung his body wildly, and the lion had no choice but to put down the weapon that was still stuck in Mudrick's body and jump down.

Almost in an instant, Mudrick locked onto the lion and then rushed towards him.

The lion looked at Mudrick who was rushing towards him.

Although everyone knows that Mudrick Lion is now at the end of his strength, he is still a strong man after all, and he is even more unpredictable when he is in a frenzy.

So she thought about escaping. By dodging in the woods, she could continue to wear down Mudrick's strength during the chase, until the end, when he was exhausted, and then give him the final blow.

Mudrick chased the lion for half a minute and found that he could not catch up with him. As his physical strength was constantly draining away, the intense pain restored a little bit of his sanity.

Then he looked at Virgil, who was lying next to a tree not far away.

I have to change one!

With this thought in mind, Mudrick quickly changed direction, ignoring the lion and rushing directly towards Virgil.

When Lion first saw Mudrick moving, she thought he had given up, but after seeing Virgil in the direction of Mudrick's movement, she was stunned.

Litt obviously saw this too.

"Virgil, be careful!" she said, looking at Virgil worriedly.

It seems that she, who is currently only at the fourth level of strength, can do nothing.

At this moment, Virgil was lying beside the tree, looking up, staring in a daze at what was happening.

A huge figure suddenly rushed towards him.

Mudrick felt very proud when he saw that he was about to succeed.

He could feel the lion's aura approaching him as he headed towards Virgil.

Sure enough, as long as I threaten the lives of others, that annoying mosquito will come close to me.

Thinking of this, Mudrick smiled with a look of success, then turned around with a smile, ready to give a head-on blow to the lion that rushed over to rescue Virgil.

Just as he turned around, a figure quietly appeared behind him.

Orson gripped the hilt of the sword, then chanted something softly.

Just as Mudrick saw the lion charging towards him and was about to attack, an explosion sounded here.

Then he was surprised to find that he had no strength left.

He looked down and saw that the part of his chest where the sword had pierced had exploded, leaving a huge hole.

In this hole, you can even see your own bones.

No matter how strong the demon's physique is, it is impossible for him to recover with a big hole in his chest.

He was shocked