My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 254 - 122: The Succubus Club President’s Free Gift, Crushing the Cult of Evil God (Monthly tickets requested)_2

Chapter 254: Chapter 122: The Succubus Club President’s Free Gift, Crushing the Cult of Evil God (Monthly tickets requested)_2

Also, doesn’t everyone use facial cleanser in anime? Why is it the other way around for me?

In the literal sense of the other way around!

However, Gary Smith didn’t make a fuss about it, talking too much would only make people think he’s playing coy after taking advantage. Since the matter had already taken place, it’s only right to enjoy it.

But at the back of his head....

Apart from a certain thing, it felt like something was pressing against him.

But fearing being accused of harassment, Gary Smith didn’t dare to say anything, but he can’t help it when Eggy started to wriggle around in his sleep, causing minor shaking.

"Mm..."

The Dream of the Crimson Moon let out a low moan that halted his movements, he hastily apologized and suggested that he be put down to get back on the road.

However, at this moment she ignored him, her face turning red, and in her eyes, quiet hearts began to appear.

The flying technique taught in her sister’s comic,

It really works!

His safety shorts were on this time, but the rest...

The people on the ground stared in shock at the two figures in the sky, flaunting their affection even in mid-air.

Too outrageous!

On the other side, Charles Brown, with the few steel coins left in his pocket, pleased himself by buying two cups of milk tea with a buy one get one free offer, all the while humming a little tune:

"Today is a good day..."

However, the moment he looked up his eyes widened in disbelief, releasing his hold, the milk tea fell and he muttered to himself:

"Do young people nowadays play so extravagantly, forests and snowball fights are not enough, has it now advanced to the air???"

The next instant, looking at the milk tea spilled on the ground, he was so upset that he exclaimed:

"Gary Smith you little- repay me for my milk tea!!"

Elsewhere, Gary Smith remained unaware of Charles Brown’s resentment of him. Even though his posture with Beastmaster was a tad odd, the speed of her flight was unquestionable. Moreover, there was a top-standard brain cushion, in no time they arrived in Border Tomb Village.

However, what they saw wasn’t an old-style village. Instead they saw individual houses painted with white paint, they stood like pale corpses on the earth, silently watching everything that came to life. On the streets, white banners hung everywhere, seemingly commemorating something.

Deathly silence and tranquility shaped the main color scheme of the town.

Even without a prior notice, already, many villagers had gathered at the entrance of the village. They all donned the same white attire, holding various types of weapons, looking like a bunch who were ready for a violent funeral procession. Their customs were fierce.

However, most of them were young, strong men, with a few simply dressed women. As for children, not one was spotted.

Near them, there appeared to be several canine species with long white hair covering their eyes. Judged from the surface, they seemed rather cute.

But at the moment, they were digging the ground incessantly with their skeletal-like paws, seeming to be excavating something.

These were the elite necromancy creatures — Excavating Hound, their reason for existence is unclear, they are fond of hanging around graveyards, unearthing corpses to devour. The long white fur on them pair strangely with their skeletal bodies.

Once their fur grows long enough to be dragging on the ground, they get a chance to evolve into Tombstone Hounds, a larger species that can form tombstones to attack people.

Apart from these, there are also creatures like skeleton warriors and skeleton archers guarding.

Upon viewing this scene, Gary Smith couldn’t help but frown. He had heard about the aloofness of Border Tomb Village, but he didn’t expect the living environment to be so oppressive.

Even if they were protecting themselves from necromancy creatures attacks, their measures were too drastic.

The two landed, the Dream of the Crimson Moon retracted her wings, but she didn’t want to pull her hand back.

From the village, an elderly man in plain clothes, brandishing a shovel, hunched-over figure walked out. Seeing Gary Smith and the Dream of the Crimson Moon, he paused momentarily before putting on a smile and greeted:

"Hello to you two Beastmasters, I am the village chief of Border Tomb Village, Maurice Ash!"

Upon looking at Maurice Ash, Gary paused momentarily when he saw both his hands, then said: "Hello chief Maurice, I am the Beastmaster, Gary Smith, who’s responsible for the attack on the village. This is my partner, Dream of the Crimson Moon – Can you explain the situation regarding recent incidents and the extent of the damage?"

"I know who you are, you’ve been quite popular online recently, many people praise you as the shining star of the Frontier. Who would have thought that you would be the ones coming this time, how wonderful, our village is saved."

The chief spoke in a local accent and complimented them several times, with his eyes filled with fervor, and behind him, the villagers sighed in relief, although they did not loosen their grips on their weapons. Their eyes, looking at Gary Smith and the Dream of the Crimson Moon, were complicated.

When Chief Maurice began speaking about the events that have occurred recently, he couldn’t help but sigh:

"Recently, who knows what has happened in the graveyard, those necromancy creatures are causing a ruckus, attacking the villagers. Luckily, everyone here has experience dealing with them. But since two days ago, even the people from the Netherworld Church have made an appearance. Those Devotees of the Evil God really know how to cause a mess. If it continues like this, there will be no peace in the village..."

"Netherworld Church..." Gary Smith’s eyes narrowed, although he had been told that they were present, he had a question, and proceeded to ask:

"If members of the Netherworld Church have appeared, why wasn’t it written clearly in the mission details? Wouldn’t the Alliance consider it more seriously?"

"Uh..." Chief Maurice’s face stiffens, scratching his head at Gary’s calm gaze, then sighed:

"Because there weren’t many members of the Netherworld Church, if it were to be included, the reward for the mission would have to be increased by a lot. Even the current amount is half a year’s income for the whole village. After all, everyone still needs to live..."