Chapter 22: Help from the Red Moon?!
That's a grim thing to say. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" Yi Xuan glanced at the solemnity on the decadent uncle's face, and suddenly understood that the unreliable uncle was not joking with him this time.
"Miss Lifa, did anything unusual happen before the moon appeared?"
“…… Huh?! Lifa, who had been silently following Yi Xu's side, seemed to be a little at a loss for being suddenly questioned, and lowered her head in thought.
"I didn't ...... Didn't you? …”
"So, then, can you tell us more about the soothsayer?" Yi Xuan didn't show a look of disappointment, if something unusual had been revealed before the Red Moon appeared, it wouldn't have been in the current situation.
Such an inquiry, in fact, is to report and try! The fluke attitude.
"Soothsayer?" Lifa gave her confused eyes a look.
She ...... She's a very powerful person. Speaking of which, the vampire girl looked adoring.
"What soothsayer?" Harut and George asked, looking back.
"Oh, it's the poor cloaked girl who was bullied by her uncle."
[If that could be called a pet.] Yi Xu's mind suddenly appeared with a fierce face and a giant dragon covered in black flames, and he hurriedly added a sentence in his heart.
"I'm sorry, but I haven't bullied other people's pet images." After Harut recalled it from beginning to end, he rejected Yi Xu's words.
"That's the little girl who attacked the church!" Father George sighed, this idiot is hopeless.
"Oh! What, it's that girl......" Harut smiled abruptly.
"What?! You've actually seen that girl? ”
"Uh...... It's so slow, uncle. Yi Xuan touched the sweat.
"That cloak girl, it is said that she is very famous in the commercial street in this area, and she is a diviner or something."
"I see, then the people of the Red Moon should have specific information, right?" The priest pondered.
"What do you mean, George Jones, haven't you been in this place for years?" Harut asked George.
"There's no way, I can't stand the lively atmosphere of the red moon at all."
"Oh?! It's really a poor 10,000-year-old otaku. Harut finally found a reason to make fun of George.
“…… If you talk nonsense, I'll stab you to death with Ascalon. ”
Looking at the vexatious interaction between the two who were disrespectful to the old man, Yi Xu, who had recovered his physical strength a little, took Lifa away a little, not wanting to be affected by this mysterious realm that lowered his IQ.
[When has this been, are you still fighting?! 】
Silently walking out of the street, there were still three huge luminous objects in the sky, but the smaller one of them was a strange red.
The city called the Red Moon does not distinguish between day and night, and it is maintained by a special formation to block the daylight, so that the creatures in it can survive and reproduce without being weakened.
"Miss Lifa, what time is it?" Yi Xuan raised his gaze and asked Lifa lightly.
"Probably...... It's noon...... Follow the outside time. A thoughtful look flashed across Lifa's delicate face. She didn't have the ability to determine the time accurately, and she didn't have any timekeeping tools or anything like that, but judging from the time she went out "in the morning", even after all these things, the time was just close to the afternoon.
"Are the maidens who are soothsayers familiar with Miss Lifa?"
"Huh?!" Lifa quickly shook her head.
"That'...... The lord ......"
“…… Very...... Kindness. ”
"Oh! That's right. Yi Xuan looked at Lifa and smiled, did not continue to ask, but closed his mouth very appropriately.
A look of gratitude flashed through Lifa's crystal red eyes. To be honest, the good people who have always been respected, from helping the poor, suddenly became an accomplice in the massacre of civilians, this is really a big psychological gap, and if she has been pursued like this, she will also be very painful.
"Both the Red Moon and the Kingdom of God have already gone to investigate the moon, right?" The old and unscrupulous two ended the conversation in the house, and seemed to have begun to make arrangements for the operation.
"How about it, do you want to go up and have a look?" George's eyes were easy to see the banter.
"Hehe, forget it, old George, what do I have to do if you can't see it." Harut snorted.
"Cut, I'm disappointed...... Father George suddenly changed his expression to a bored look. That kind of repulsion is not for fun, I really hope you can feel it. ”
"Huh." The lighter was slowly scratched by the uncle, and there was a peculiar sense of rhythm.
"Now that the matter is clear, it seems that we two old gentlemen alone will not be able to solve this incident! The original plan has failed, so you still have to pay more attention to your own one-third of an acre, right?!
Otherwise, the Kingdom of God will have an apocalypse map cannon against the moon, and I don't believe that Red Moon City can still exist here safely. Isn't it, Elder Wilson? And the unknown lich. ”
Harut seemed to be talking to himself, but he said it with a clear purpose.
"It's the Judgment Horn of the Apocalypse, not a map cannon." The grace of the old priest's first meeting seemed to have ceased to apply to Harut.
Ignoring the somewhat neurotic George, Wilson F. Cappadocia and a lich wrapped in silk black robes and burning with a rich purple soul fire emerged from the deep shadows of the residential alley.
"It's a master of playing with the dark, and I almost didn't notice it." Harut looked at the two with a smile.
"Oh, I can't hide it, after all, it's stage B of the agency." Wilson said pompously, he looked unexpectedly young and handsome after inheriting the fine bloodline of the Grand Duke, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a noble son.
"Introduction, this is the council elder, the left arm of the dead, the lich undead of the sage, Noren."
The lich smiled slightly to show friendship, it seems to be a more taciturn type, and every move has the old-fashioned horror of the traditional undead, and in Yi Xu's opinion, the smile is too permeating.
"For various reasons, there are only two of us elders in the Red Moon Council now." Wilson was a little embarrassed when he spoke about it.
"I see, even my own people don't want to wade into this troubled water, and I don't want the territory." The priest doesn't seem to have a crush on the Red Moon Council. However, this is not unexpected, as a side of the kingdom of God, it itself does not have much affection for dark creatures. In the era when the world never existed, there was a so-called war between the light side and the dark side.
"Doesn't that mean that there is already a majority vote in the parliament? Why are you still holding on to Red Moon City? Harut was a little confused.
"The council has decided to abandon its headquarters, and that's true." Wilson said helplessly.
"But we have our consciousness, and Noren and I, in our personal capacity, will do our best to stop this disaster on behalf of Red Moon City, and do our best to prevent Red Moon City from becoming the source of the fall of the plane.
We don't need the help of the First Kingdom of God. Even if we can't compare to the big forces in the cross-border domain, we still have our own backbone.
This is, the dignity of the Red Moon as the capital of the dead," Wilson looked excited.
"I see, backbone?" Harut frowned, but after a moment he relaxed.
"Well, please put everything on the bright side, we urgently need to take practical and effective measures." Ignoring the somewhat resentful priest, Harut responded.