"Watch out for that thing." Grigory's lazy voice sounded faintly in Moriarty's ears, but with a hint of fear.

"What's that?"

Moriarty didn't even look back, just used his mental power to communicate back, and at the same time secretly raised his vigilance. Ever since he turned the Sultan of Fire into a lamp, Gregory returned directly to the lamp to recuperate. The sudden appearance of the "warning" at this moment must be for a reason.

"Holy Grail!"

"Holy Grail!?" Moriarty's pupils narrowed.

"Yes, the Holy Grail of the Church of Light! A legendary artifact from the Most High God of Light! It seemed that he didn't want to be exposed to the light of the golden cup for a long time, and when he said this, the faint body of the magic lamp completely disappeared and returned to the body of the lamp.

"Your Excellency?"

On the other side, seeing that Moriarty was suddenly stunned, thinking that the other party was greedy after seeing the golden cup, Eve's face couldn't help but change.

Here and now, it is completely someone else's world, and if Moriarty does not keep the promise and forcibly wins the gold cup, Eve will have no choice, and may even be killed and killed. To be honest, she didn't think about such an ending, but first, she believed in her own vision that Moriarty was not an untrustworthy person, second, she was not sure how much the thing she was looking for was worth, and third, she received a letter from her father ordering her to retrieve the gold cup in a short time, so she risked flying thousands of miles to Rheinberg for help.

"Yes, I see. Since that cup is what you're looking for, take it with you. Awakened by the woman's voice, Moriarty turned his gaze and his heart turned sharply: "However, in that black coffin is the 'thing' you promised me." And it seems to be suppressing by the cup. If you just take it like this, I'm afraid it will be inappropriate, and maybe even once you can't seal it, you won't be able to get out in the end, right? ”

"This..."

Hearing Moriarty's consent to let her take the Golden Cup, Eve couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But what the other party said afterwards cannot be simply ignored. At this point, Eve could also guess that the black coffin must be the sealed Blood Count. Originally, they were to be taken back together, but not to be given to Moriarty at the price of the money. And it was obvious that the high-level blood clan was trapped in the divine brilliance of the golden cup and couldn't move, and if he really wanted to remove the golden cup, maybe the evil spirit would break out of the coffin. It's hard for others to tell. And the worst strength in the field is the amateur Eve herself. Naturally, it is also the ideal target.

"Let me see that thing before I decide what to do next."

Seeing Eve's uncertain face, Moriarty smiled slightly, and then walked directly to the black coffin opposite. However, when passing by the altar where the chalice is kept, be careful to avoid it as much as possible. And see this. Eve could only pay nervously attention.

The closer you get to the black coffin. A faint smell of blood became more and more obvious. But strangely. The smell of blood was not pungent, but had an inexplicable sweetness, as if mixed with some kind of luscious-milky-juice taste.

Sure enough, it's a high-level blood clan!

Smell sweet. Moriarty couldn't help but nod secretly. Unlike ordinary vampires, only those who have reached the high-level Blood Earl level can refine the blood in their bodies in this way, making it far purer than ordinary people, and emitting a beautiful smell similar to frankincense.

Walking in front of the black coffin, Moriarty first summoned the second-level spell "Elemental Eye", and immediately, the silver chain of the cross that had flashed just now was exposed in front of him again. It seems that the silver cross mark on the lid of the coffin is the basic magic circle, and then relying on the divine power emitted by the Holy Grail as the energy to promote, it can conjure up a chain of positive energy to trap the blood clan in the coffin.

In this way, unless another source can be found that can provide a steady supply of positive energy, once the Holy Grail is taken, it will not be long before the Blood Earl will be able to get out of the predicament on its own. But the problem is that even in the magic system of the Mage's Country, the field of positive energy is an extremely unpopular discipline, and few orthodox mages will be involved. So for a while, Moriarty also lacked such magical items to replace.

"Your Excellency."

Seeing Moriarty standing in front of the coffin and observing for a long time, Eve finally couldn't help but call softly, but was blocked back by Naga, who looked unhappy.

Ignoring the noise behind him, Moriarty reached out and gently placed his hand on the black lid. Immediately, I felt a burning pain in my tentacles. There is even a suction force that seems to come from the coffin through the wooden plank, and the capillaries between the palms automatically open, so that the blood flows out automatically. However, this kind of power is only small for Moriarty, just a thought moves, and a layer of spiritual power wraps around the palm edge and is isolated.

However, just as his spiritual power also touched the coffin, suddenly, an ethereal voice that did not distinguish between men and women sounded in his head.

"Who's there? Let me out! ”

"Who are you? Why are you letting out? "Moriarty is no stranger to pure spiritual communication, and when he is about to bundle his spiritual power into a thread, he will pass it into the coffin.

"You're not Ivan!?" Each person's spirit has a unique fluctuating frequency, and the Blood Count immediately recognized it, and reacted abnormally with excitement.

"Who is Ivan?"

"Ivan is the damn Priest of Light! If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be trapped here! The Blood Count said hatefully, "Let me out!" ”

"Tell me about yourself, Lord Blood."

"You know I'm a high-level bloodline? Very well, as long as you release me, I will grant you great wealth and great power. ”

"Tell us about yourself." Ignoring the other party's words, Moriarty just said solemnly.

"You!"

As if he was irritated by the other party's impolite attitude, a cold snort suddenly came from inside the coffin, and at the same time, there was a thorny spiritual fluctuation that hit Moriarty, but it was dissipated before he came out.

"Don't make these nonsense tricks, tell your name and family, and your professional rank. Remember, don't lie! Moriarty lightly leveled the Blood Earl's coffin temptation and sneered.

"Hmph... My name is Claudia. Larifstro, born from the noble 'Wisteria Family'! Finding that the other party was difficult and stubborn, the Blood Earl had to communicate with the other party's train of thought first, but he didn't bother to lie: "My profession is 'Shadow Assassin'. ”

The Shadow Assassin is a special class of the undead race, with very powerful covert stunts, known as the first stealth assassination in the pan-continent. Especially for mage professionals, the Phantom Assassin can be said to be quite a restrained predator class. As long as they are accidentally close to him, the mage with a weak body is likely to be killed instantly.

"Class level?" Moriarty quickly recalled common knowledge and rumors about the Shadow Assassin while continuing to quietly press questions.

"Level ten."

"Your deputy? Necromancer or Dead Priest? How many levels? Moriarty asked without pause.

“…… Necromancer Level 2! "Both sides exchanged spiritual powers, and it was obvious that their own legal profession could not be concealed, so Count Blood had to continue to confess.

"A tenth-level Phantom Assassin and a second-level necromancer, a very powerful class combination."

Moriarty nodded. If you add some of the natural skills of the blood clan, Claudia in this black coffin can already be "under the pole".

"Alright, let me out!" Answering these questions, the Earl of Blood shouted again.

"You were captured by the Light Priest at Dawn Fortress? It's strange that a high-ranking blood clan like you wouldn't easily cross the borders of the kingdom, otherwise you and your family will be severely held accountable by the higher-ups of Erathia and Dejia. ”

According to the "unspoken rules" of the Human Kingdom and the Necromantic Alliance, high-level undead, especially "highly contagious" xenos like vampires, are not allowed to enter the territory of Erathia unless the official national war begins. And once discovered, it will be a big event, in addition to the fact that those who enter will be wiped out by the human sanctuary that quickly arrives, and even Erathia will launch a fierce retaliatory counterattack against Dejia. Therefore, on a daily basis, the main enemy faced by the garrison of Fortress of Dawn was only a "regular attack" of low-level necromancers such as skeletons or zombies.

"Hmph, you think I'm going to come over!? If it weren't for being hunted down, there would be no way...", which seemed to be a stomach full of resentment, Claudia couldn't help but curse.

"Who is chasing you? Why Hunt Kill? ”

If a high-level Shadow Assassin insists on escaping, few other classes should be able to catch up, unless they are marked by some kind of tracking or the opponent's strength has reached the extreme.

"The other two undead high-rank." As if reluctant to elaborate, the Blood Earl only vaguely said: "Okay, I've answered so much, now let me out at once!" ”

"It can't be."

"Don't refuse so lightly. You're just worried that I'll attack you when I get out of trouble. In this way, you are also a mage professional, and you should have heard of the 'Blood Core Oath' of the Blood Clan. I can make this vow that I will never hurt you, and I will give you a great fortune. What do you think? Seeing that the other party continued to refuse, Claudia began to take the initiative to offer various favorable conditions.

"Claudia, you don't seem to understand where you really are. I'm really thinking about only two things: Do I want to incinerate you with flames immediately? Or will I give you a 'chance' to become my pet? ”

"Demon pet? You dream! ”

Hearing Moriarty's words, the Blood Count was immediately furious. While it is theorized that a mage professional can take any non-human or non-humanoid race as a pet, the problem is that this is an unbearable insult to any sapient being. Even, this angered Claudia more than reducing her to a slave!

"You only have one chance to choose, and I hope you cherish it." Moriarty was not moved by the anger of the Blood Count at all, and only said coldly.

"Hmph, I'm going to see how you incinerate me. Just a fire started by pouring oil on some firewood? Or a couple of fireball spells? Ha, you're naïve, little mage! In a fit of rage, Claudia shouted in turn: "I'm just waiting for you to burn this nasty coffin first, and I can just come out..."

But in an instant, a little red light lit up beside Moriarty, as bright as a star, even in the light of the Holy Grail. As if sensing the heart-pounding fire element, the clamor in the coffin couldn't help but stop abruptly. (To be continued......)

PS: Three hundred chapters. Ask for a recommendation ticket~