Lua suddenly became agitated and hurriedly crawled backwards.

It's just that it seems to be too late, and old Charlotte secretly muttered some kind of magic in his mouth, and a palm phantom pressed directly on Lua's head.

Lua fell silent in a moment, and walked towards Old Charlotte in a daze.

Mondecaru looked at Lua suspiciously. Asked softly.

"Reverend Charlotte, Sir Lua, according to your speculation, is the cause!"

Mondekaru once thought that it was the underground organization of the Blood Sect that attacked the Baron's family, but considering the relationship between Saramante and Timony, it was impossible for the Blood Sect to carry out such a dead hand, so it was necessary for Mondekaru to believe that there was another secret in the darkness of the Mocha region.

"I looked closely at Sir Lua's head, and it seemed that he was really frightened"

"Look at me" old Charlotte is not a white magician, it seems that this is a small matter for him.

Of course, according to common sense, this is indeed very simple for old Charlotte.

But this time he hit a hard stubble.

"Requiem" Old Charlotte raised the staff in his hand, and a burst of light flickered like a drizzle, falling and showering on the top of Lua's head.

Old Charlotte closed his eyes tightly, requisitioning himself as he traced the moment that had made Lua lose his soul.

In the chaotic space, shrouded in darkness, Old Charlotte's eyes were a place of nothingness.

Old Charlotte didn't feel the slightest fear, and as he slowly moved forward, a little light gradually grew larger. In a plaza filled with light, a guy in a hideous mask is terrorizing Lua and Chick as they kneel on the ground.

The next moment, the guy with the hideous mask slowly took off the mask, and old Charlotte wiped his eyes vigorously, trying to see the man clearly.

In an instant, the masked guy disappeared in a flash, and in the horror of old Charlotte, came to his eyes.

"Ah," said old Charlotte, who fell to the ground in terror.

The guy with the hideous mask stretched out his bloody mouth and muttered "Old Charlotte?", and slowly retracted his terrifying appearance.

Gloomy words filled Old Charlotte's mind, and the next moment, Old Charlotte returned to Lua.

Old Charlotte subconsciously curled up. The phrase was "Go back! Don't let the Grim Reaper peep into your presence!"

Mondekaru was also frightened, and hurriedly stepped forward to help old Charlotte up.

"What's the situation?" asked Mondekaru in a low voice as he looked at old Charlotte, who was a little trembling on his body.

"It's a god!" old Charlotte muttered, repeating the phrase.

"Which deity?" asked Mondkaru, unfazed.

"Let's go, let's go," Old Charlotte walked to the door, his steps a little staggering.

After the requiem, Lua seems to have gotten a lot better. As Old Charlotte and Mondecaru walked to the gate, Lua fully awakened, and all the images in his mind came to mind, and Lua curled up in fear again.

"Teacher Mondekaru!" Lua subconsciously shouted.

Mondkaru turned around and walked back with surprise in confusion, "Lua?"

And old Charlotte left without looking back.

"Mondekaru-sensei, it's a demon, Ryan is a demon, save me," Lua grabbed Mondekaru's arm tightly.

"Ryan is a demon?" Mondkaru's eyes widened. Mondstawk had come into contact with Ryan, but it was just an ordinary child, how could he be involved with demons.

"Tell me more about it," Mondkaru asked.

"I had a nightmare in which there were many demons, and the biggest one I could see was Ryan!" Lua recalled, organizing the language to describe it.

"Maybe it's just a dream?" said Mondkarou with a smile.

"It's a dream, but it's too real!" Lua cried again, the fear that went deep into his bones was truly terrifying.

"Lua, rest well, the Wizards' Guild is still waiting for your return" Mondkaru seemed to think that Lua's speculation was a bit nonsense, and said comfortingly.

"No, I don't want to see Ryan, no!, don't see that person, I'm going home, go home" Lua was no longer talking to Mondecaru, but to himself.

Mondecaru shook his head and slowly exited Lua's room. "What a poor child, what god inflicted the suffering?"

Old Charlotte staggered home like a wild dog with a lost soul.

Old Charlotte calmed her fear when she saw Nia.

"It's a god like a dim god! Darkness fills the air, and blood follows it!" Old Charlotte murmured.

"My father, Pastor Krumantzi has come to you and said there is something important. Nia said as she looked at old Charlotte who had gradually calmed down.

"Also, what's going on? Why are you so alarmed?" asked Nia.

Old Charlotte looked at Nia for a long time before slowly replying, "Is the priest Krumantchi gone, it's okay, I've been frightened in the Baron's Palace."

"Let's go, I'll wait for him to visit again tomorrow," Nia replied.

Old Charlotte nodded his head to indicate that he understood, and then turned and walked towards the bedroom, where he needed a good rest. It wasn't a great day.

Nia looked at Old Charlotte's back with a puzzled expression.