Flillian, I want to live.

"The evil creature hidden in the darkness..."

When Gutel turned around in confusion, Fulilian had already summoned her staff and began to chant the prelude to the Hellfire magic.

"Wait a minute, are you planning to burn down the whole store?"

Gutel reached out and accurately grabbed the tail of the mouse in the cupboard, arresting it while loudly stopping Fulilian's impulsive attack.

"It's just a little creature. Is there any need to be so scared, Fulilian?"

Gutel lifted the little mouse that was struggling desperately in the air by the tail that he had pinched into the air, and asked the nervous Fulilian with some surprise.

"Hurry, get rid of it!"

Fulilian stared at the mouse in Guter's hand with disgust, and gave orders to Guter as if facing a great enemy.

"This little thing just stole some of your food. Is it necessary to be so cruel?"

As a demon that evolved from monsters in the dark, Gutel is not particularly averse to creatures like mice that also live in the dark.

"This kind of small animal is completely imperceptible to magical perception, and it will lurk in the darkness and attack you at any time..."

With a dark face, Fulilian explained to Gutel why she was so nervous.

"Rats attacking people?"

After listening to Fulilian's explanation, Gutel blinked first, then grinned and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha—where did you hear such a hoax?" Guter shook his head, clutching his stomach. "Rats are very afraid of humans. They hide in their holes at the slightest sign of trouble. Why would they attack humans and commit suicide?"

"Eh?"

Guter's laughter made Fulilian calm down a little while she was annoyed. She pursed her lips, mustered up the courage and looked at the little mouse whose tail was caught by Guter.

As expected, although the poor little mouse was desperately trying to escape, it had no intention of attacking Guter. It even became more nervous after feeling the gaze of Frillian.

"Want to touch it?"

Gutel mischievously took the mouse in his hand and moved it towards Fulilian.

"How can I touch it?"

Fulilian glared at Guter angrily, and then, as if remembering something, she explained to Guter why she was so afraid of mice.

"Among the elves, I have a companion who I get along well with..."

Fulilian said in a somewhat nostalgic tone.

"Huh? So you're not always hanging out with ordinary humans because you're disliked by your own kind?"

Gutel interrupted Fulilian's recollection with a surprised tone.

"Who is disliked by his own kind, you bastard..."

Frillian hit Gutel on the head with the staff in her hand, punishing the guy who deliberately interrupted her thoughts.

During their long lives, most elves would find a career and immerse themselves in exploration, but there were always some elves who were exceptions.

"Millie Adele..."

In her distant memory, Fulilian remembered that she often chatted with a companion who always sat in the forest doing nothing and was in a daze.

"It's Fulilian..."

Millie Adele is an elf girl who is much older than Frelian. Compared with other elves in the village, Frelian thinks Millie Adele is much more interesting.

"Eh? Is your ear injured?"

It should have been a boring day as usual, but when she was about to spend a leisurely afternoon with Millie Adele, she suddenly noticed that the side of her head was tightly wrapped with bandages.

"Ah, well..."

Millie Adele touched the back of her head with her hand, a frightened expression on her face.

"It was the rats who did it."

After keeping it a secret for a while, Millie Adele gave Frillian her answer.

"mouse?"

Fulilian blinked in confusion.

"You really don't understand, Fulilian. Rats are very scary creatures. They can easily bypass our magical detection and sneak up on us. And then, they can eat your ears silently while you're sleeping..."

Millie Adele explained to Fulilian seriously.

"Eh? Ears?"

At that time, Fulilian cooperated by covering her ears.

Chapter 131: Rat Killer

"Hahaha~"

Frelian's memories made Gutel laugh while holding his stomach. No one would have thought that the great magician who once defeated the devil would be afraid of a small mouse, right?

"Everyone is bound to have one or two things they're afraid of. A demon like you definitely wouldn't understand that!"

Fulilian looked at Guter who took the opportunity to laugh at her, and retorted with some dissatisfaction.

"Yes, after all, I'm not afraid of these small animals at the bottom of the food chain."

Guter shrugged indifferently, then carried the poor little mouse to the windowsill.

"Hey, little guy, it's time for a snack~"

Gutel leaned out of the windowsill and shouted at the cat that had just been rescued from the tree by Hugh Tark not long ago and was still trembling inexplicably beside its little master.

Then, Guter threw the mouse in his hand at the cat next to the boy.

"Meow--"

The cat, which was supposed to be a hunter, seemed to be possessed by a ghost after seeing the mouse thrown in front of it by Guter. It let out a miserable howl, and then jumped onto a big tree next to it without looking back.

"Eh?"

It’s okay for Freelian over there, but how come even a cat that specializes in catching mice for snacks is so nervous about mice?

"Ah, what are you doing..."

The little boy looked at his pet that had once again run up the tree and refused to come down, and looked at Guter who was lying by the kitchen window with a complaining tone.

"Can you blame me for this? It's obviously because your cat is too spoiled."

Guter curled his lips and answered innocently.

"Hey, Guter..."

Behind Guter, Flillian suddenly called out with a slight tremor in her voice due to nervousness.

"Huh? What's wrong? I might have to go help this kid get his useless cat out of the tree first."

Guter said in a somewhat complaining tone without turning his head.

"There are rats..."

Fulilian's voice sounded faintly again.

"Rat? Didn't I already throw the rat away..."

Gutel turned his head in confusion and looked at Fulilian, whose face was pale behind him.

"above……"

Fulilian slowly extended the index finger of her right hand and pointed it over the two people's heads as if she was afraid of disturbing something.

"above?"

Gutel raised his head in the direction of Fulilian's finger and looked at the beams above the kitchen.

On the dim beams, Gutel saw pairs of glowing eyes, and when her eyes adjusted to the darkness in the room, she immediately saw the owners of these eyes.

There were rats lying on the beams, densely packed like a tide.

“Is this also normal?”

Flillian blinked and asked Guter.

"What do you say?"

Although finding a mouse in the house usually means that there is already a nest of mice in the house, in any case, the number of mice overhead is no longer enough to be accommodated by one nest.

Although each of these mice is a weak creature that can be easily killed, when they gather together in such a dense and orderly manner, the quantitative change becomes a qualitative change.

In the face of such a large number of rats, not to mention ears, even people might be eaten by them as food.

"Squeak-"

After a brief silence, the rats on the beams suddenly let out a shrill scream as if stimulated by something. Then, they jumped down from the towering beams and pounced on the two people in the room.

"Hellfire magic."

This time, Gutel did not stop Frillian from casting the spell. As black flames shot out from the top of the staff, the leaping tongues of fire instantly engulfed the rats that were still in mid-air, and then burned onto the beams of the house, burning the rats that had no time to dodge into ashes.

"Guter, you should understand."

Fulilian looked at the burning rat falling to the ground in front of her with a crackling sound, opened her mouth and said with a serious expression.

"Well, this is probably a man-made attack."

Guter stroked his chin and answered thoughtfully.

"But these mice don't show any signs of being controlled by magic."

Fulilian carefully explored the magic power of these rats. In some remote areas, there were indeed magicians who used magic to control animals to fight, but on the corpses of these rats that were gradually burned into charcoal, there were no traces of magic control. What's more, with such a large number of rats, it had already far exceeded the limit of the number that the magician could control with his magic.

"I've never heard of rats attacking humans like this. Anyway, let's go reunite with the others."

Gutel was also able to discover the facts that Frillian said, but letting so many rats gather together and attack two people fearlessly was obviously contrary to the original nature of rats.

When the two of them pushed open the kitchen door and entered the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, the place was already in chaos.

Monica and Doris stood on the table together, like an isolated island in a turbulent sea, and under their feet, a large number of rats were running back and forth in the lobby.

"What exactly is going on?"

Seeing the two people coming out of the kitchen, Doris used her magic wand to create a strong wind to blow away the mouse that was trying to climb onto the table, and shouted at Fulilian and Gutel in a frantic manner.

"I want to know too..."

Fulilian sighed. She was not good at dealing with mice, so she couldn't help feeling helpless when she encountered such a situation.

"These rats suddenly swarmed into the guest rooms on the second floor. Monica and I ran out and they followed us all the way. It was really weird."

Doris was still a little scared when she thought about what happened just now. Almost in an instant, a large number of rats came out of the ventilation duct of the room like dumplings. If Monica had not used her golden ability to control the rats in time, she would not have had the chance to take out her wand to deal with them.

"Are you the same? Well, let's not worry about that for now, Fulilian."

Guter fell into deep thought as he listened to Doris's words, but before figuring out where these rats came from, at least one thing was certain.

"Thunder magic of destruction."

Frillian raised her wand and unceremoniously used powerful lethal magic on the swarm of rats running around on the ground.

"Squeaky-"

As the dazzling electric light spread among the mice, shrill screams came out of their mouths one after another.

"As weak as an ordinary mouse."

Gutel looked at the rats that died quickly from the electric shock. Although she didn't know who made these rats gather together to attack them, she was afraid that these rats alone would not be able to hurt them who were on guard.

Chapter 132: Dead Teammates Provided Help

Amidst the commotion, Guter's ears moved slightly.

"What is this? A flute?"

Faintly, Guter heard a melodious flute sound.

At the same time, the rat group that had just fearlessly attacked several people seemed to have received an order to retreat. They scattered in the blink of an eye, leaving behind only corpses that were scorched by Frillian's magic, proving that the crazy scene just now was not an non-existent nightmare.

"So you guys were also attacked by rats?"

As soon as Xutark, who had just rushed back to the hotel from the church, walked in and saw the messy scene in front of him, he immediately looked up at Gutel and Frillian who were helping the owner clean up the dead rats on the ground, as if he had thought of something.