Chapter 101: 100 Uses of a Shi Laimu

"What do we do now? It's raining—hard to dig a hole…"

This isn't like that time with the noble knight—no towns nearby, just a single village; if we dumped it in Lin Zili, it might take ages before anyone found it.

Right now, we're already on the outskirts of the city—in fact, this is a vineyard right on the city's edge!

It's not daily, but someone always comes by every few days.

If we leave the corpses unattended, they'll be discovered within a week at most.

Even an ordinary corpse would draw the guards' investigation, let alone one of them being a vampire corpse!

If Dilan is still in the city and hasn't caught the ship to the islands, he might end up in serious trouble.

Fortunately, Kelo is no amateur—he has far more advanced methods for disposing of corpses.

Kelo pulled a bottle from his backpack, its mouth engraved with a simple seal; after unsealing it, he poured out its contents—a green, slimy slime.

"No need to dig a hole—the slime will eat the corpses clean."

Kelo's expression was grim, his gaze toward Dilan tinged with guilt—he knew this was entirely his fault, and now his big brother had lost all dignity.

"Dilan brother, please stay here and watch it—make sure this slime digests the corpses properly and doesn't wander off."

"I'll go back and clean up the traces."

"Sorry for dragging you into this."

Dilan waved his hand, signaling it was nothing.

Kelo sighed and returned the way they'd come, heading back to the vineyard.

Left alone, Dilan stared as the small slime blob grew larger and larger as it ate.

The woman before him, with protruding fangs and blood-red eyes, wasn't really a vampire.

More accurately, she was a half-vampire who hadn't yet completed her ascension.

Because true vampires disintegrate into ash upon death; only these unranked half-vampires leave behind corpses—that's common knowledge.

From Dilan's perspective, this whole incident was pure misfortune.

Both of them had already reached the outskirts of Clark, the port city, when Kelo suddenly suggested going to a safehouse to rest for the night before bringing Dilan into the city.

Dilan had no objection and followed Kelo to this vineyard.

Only then did he learn the so-called safehouse was the residence of Kelo's old lover.

What kind of spies are you two!?

And…

What kind of twisted plot is this—catching someone in the act of adultery!?

Dilan covered his face, recalling the words Kelo had spoken in the vineyard.

"Dilan brother, wait outside for a moment—I'll go give her a surprise."

"What does this mean? Why is this man in your bedroom?"

"How dare you stab me, you pretty boy?"

"You're helping this pretty boy!?"

By the time Dilan rushed over, the unnamed pretty boy lay bleeding on the ground, while Kelo and his so-called lover were already locked in a brutal fight—both furious, striking to kill, using combat techniques.

Seeing Kelo being overpowered and about to be killed, Dilan naturally couldn't stand by—he drew his steel longsword and joined the battle.

When it was all over, it had turned into this mess.

A demon spy, on human territory, killed another demon spy over catching him in adultery.

"What the hell even happened…"

Dilan really wanted to ask: Are changelings and vampires really not a problem?

But obviously, he couldn't ask that now.

Dilan also noticed the pretty boy was genuinely pale, dressed in lavish clothing—clearly a wealthy nobleman's son.

He definitely wasn't someone whose death would go unnoticed.

Trouble…

"Dilan brother…" came Kelo's weary voice from behind.

After Kelo returned, they waited a long while until the slime had fully digested the half-vampire and then engulfed the pretty boy before leaving.

"Don't we need to deal with the slime?" Dilan asked.

"No—it's just an ordinary slime; who knows what it's eaten?"

After this incident, they dared not delay—they chose to enter the city that very night. Entering the city obviously wasn't through the main gate—not only was it closed at this hour, but even if open, Dilan couldn't pass through.

Salty sea wind hit their faces as Kelo led Dilan around the city to a drainage outlet near the shore.

A three-meter-square drainage outlet was embedded at the base of the city wall, its exit sealed by a rusted iron grate, rainwater continuously flowing out.

Kelo stepped closer, gripped the second iron bar on the left, and lifted it off with a gentle tug.

At Kelo's signal, Dilan grabbed his backpack and crawled inside first.

Kelo then used the tip of his boot to kick loose the crushed shells jammed in the stone groove, reinserted the iron bar into its original position, and followed him in.

His boots crushed through years of accumulated sludge in the drain; Dilan covered his nose and muttered, "I've never seen a sewer this big."

"Clark was originally planned as a major city for 400,000 people—its sewers were naturally no small matter."

You know a lot… Dilan guessed this was probably another spy mandatory lesson?

Kelo glanced at the water level slowly rising above the gutter and warned, "Hurry—we'll be flooded if the rain gets any heavier."

After sprinting a long stretch, they finally climbed a ladder before the water reached them.

Dilan expected to emerge directly onto the surface, but instead found themselves in a hidden layer.

As soon as they climbed up, a shrill voice rang out: "Oh? Didn't expect anyone to come up this way in this awful weather?"

Dilan instinctively reached for his waist sword and turned toward the voice—a ratkin.

Seeing Dylan touch the sword, the rat-man's hand also went behind his back: "You brat, looking for trouble here?"

A hand slapped onto Dylan's shoulder; it was Clolo.

"Don't be nervous, this guy is a newcomer, just doesn't know the rules. How much is the guide fee now?"

"Tch, keep your people in line," the rat-man complained dissatisfiedly, though he didn't really take it seriously, "The guide fee is ten silver per person, but today the water has flooded the path, so we can only take you up tomorrow."

Clolo nodded, handed twenty silver to the rat-man, who then tossed him two crooked but very similar iron tokens.

Clolo gave one to Dylan.

The two continued walking inward; Dylan asked in a low voice, "Is that rat-man a spy too?"

"Of course not, he should be a member of a gang in Clark City; if my information isn't outdated, it should be the Black Steel Brotherhood."

No matter your identity, as long as you pay, they will send you into the city at the right time."

So that was it; Dylan nodded. At first, he had thought humans had already been completely infiltrated.

It turned out to just be gangs that exist in every city.

The two soon arrived at a relatively clean area, where a few obviously shady characters sat scattered about.

Some held iron tokens similar to the one in Dylan's hand; it seemed they were all dangerous people planning to sneak into the city.

And further away, several figures dressed like the rat-man, obviously gang members, guarded the exit.

Clolo found an empty spot: "Let's rest here for now; try not to clash with these guys. If a fight breaks out, these gang members won't come out to maintain order."

He had been worn out enough today and didn't want any more trouble.

However, the moment the words fell, a scream came from behind Dylan.

"My hand—!"

A halfling knelt on the ground crying out in pain, clutching a wrist that was bleeding profusely, while the hand that should have been on the wrist lay several meters away.

The gazes of the surrounding people were drawn over, but they all just looked like they were watching a show.

Clolo immediately realized this person was likely a thief and was somewhat surprised by Dylan's alertness.

"Pretty impressive, brother; I didn't even notice someone coming up behind me."

"Huh? Ah, it's okay, it's okay..." Feeling the strap of his backpack squirming, Dylan only then belatedly realized what had happened.

Facing the gazes cast from all sides, Dylan could only pull the backpack on his back a bit tighter.

At this moment, Lin Jun's gaze focused on the panel of a black-robed figure.

【Skill: Abyss Magic Lv2】

A type of magic he had never seen before!

And the kind that sounds very strong just from the name!

Should he have Dylan go see what's going on...

(End of this chapter)