Yellow Shirt Fatty

Dear tired Reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, gloomy aisles of the Library.
It is with some regret, however, that I must inform you this book is ill.
Your fingers should be able to feel the raised Proliferation of tissues on the surface of the Skin of the book, 
The words written in days of old are like Parasites taking root in the pages, longing for someone to observe their writhing,
To sense, to decipher, and to touch the very essence of this sick story.
If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition.
Keep in mind.

The Gentleman at the End

The "Original Divine Skin Mansion" had now been renamed to the "Bloody Manor."


Only Crimson Nobles were allowed to set foot in this manor,


including the Countess who previously used leech-like structures to suck William's bodily fluids for identity verification. In total, there were ten Counts,


and a 'Marquis' whose physique was beyond imagination, almost completely filling up the First Gentleman's underground church, was now indulging in delicacies from another world.


All the animals in the surrounding mountains had been hunted to extinction, all to satisfy the voracious appetites of the Marquis.


The disturbance from the city walls was quickly relayed over.


The Countess, who had concealed her mouth and nose with a folding fan, personally descended to report the situation, "Marquis Glatoni, the humans actually did come seeking revenge, and they quickly broke through the wall we had established with the Skin Factory, hmm.


Chapter 592: Marquis and the Invader