Chapter Forty-Eight: Gathering
"Raz, come to me!" Raz, who was hurrying through the steel mill, suddenly heard an old and majestic voice in his head.
"Your Excellency!" There was a hint of surprise in Raz's eyes, and he stopped, and in his senses, a bright torch-like soul shone in the northeast direction of the steel mill.
"Raz, what's wrong?" Raz's anomaly caught the attention of Nilna and Serena.
"The prince is calling me, and you can decide whether you want to come with me or not, but from the point of view of a friend, I hope you will not come. If Michael and Garcia are really imprisoned by the Prince, maybe I can convince the Prince to let them go! Raz said with a calm face.
"Raz, Victor won't change his decision because of you, it was a thousand years ago, and it is the same now, we won't leave until we see them!" Nirena and Serena said with resolute faces.
"Whatever you want!" Raz sighed softly and sped northeast.
Soon, the three of them came to a luxury mountain villa located at the foot of the basin mountain, the villa, the town, and the steel mill formed a small triangle area, just from the outside of the mountain villa, it looked more like a golf course built by a wealthy man in a tourist mountain.
The villa covers a large area, and the walls of the villa are made up of natural stones, which is more like a wall than a wall. Outside the walled gate is a cobbled dirt road that leads to the small castle in the middle of the lodge, flanked by two manicured green lawns.
The style of the small castle is very old, and there is even a small artificial river in front of the castle as a moat. The people in the castle seemed to see the three men coming, and the gate of the cottage and the drawbridge of the small castle were lowered one after another, and the brightly lit castle waited quietly for the three guests to visit.
"Raz, Nilna, you two seem familiar with this place!" Seeing the two people in front of her silently turning around in the corridor of the castle, not worried about getting lost in this ancient castle, Serena suddenly asked in a little bewilderment.
"Of course we are familiar with it, this little castle is a replica of the home we once lived in for hundreds of years, the Castle of San Cise!" Nilna's eyes whispered in a blur, everything here seemed to make her feel like she had traveled back in time, back to a thousand years ago, before everything happened, carefree years.
"It's a lot smaller...... Raz said with deep feeling, and the men turned a porch again and entered the main castle hall. The main castle hall is the same as the original San Cise, with a vaulted curved roof, elaborate carvings of bat-winged angels, and two rows of pine chairs with backrests.
On either side of the pine chairs sat a total of four people, each wearing a delicate gold mask on their faces. In the middle of the hall stood an old man, wearing a black clerical uniform, with his hands behind his back, his back straightened, and his eyes under the golden mask showed a fierce temperament that was not angry and self-threatening.
"Raz, you're here! Oh, Serena is here too, and one more is ...... Nelna?! Prince Victor slowly took off his golden mask, revealing a majestic appearance, his eyes still sharp under his white sword eyebrows. It's just that compared to a thousand years ago, Victor's eyebrows have been lined up for many years, and his cheeks are covered with bright brown age spots.
"It's me!" Nilna bit her lip and looked up at Victor, "Did Garcia and Michael fall into your hands!" β
"Raz, you are in such a hurry to ask to see me, is there anything you want to tell me?" Victor didn't answer Nelna's question, turning to Raz and asking.
ββ¦β¦ Cole, it's back! He was the one who brought us here! Raz hesitated, but decided to inform Prince Victor of the most important news first.
"I already know about it!" Victor nodded unmoved, looked at Raz with blazing eyes, and suddenly said, "Do you want to come back, Raz, come back to me!" β
"Yes, Your Excellency, yes......" Raz knelt down on one knee, choking and bowing his head.
"Raz, you have always been the most loyal warrior of San Cice, come, stand behind me!" Victor's eyes flickered, and he turned his head and asked, "What about you?" Nilna, Serena! β
"We just want to know the whereabouts of Michael and Garcia, and if they're here, please let them go!" Serena said coldly.
"Is it really that important to have your children's personal feelings that it is worth making you give up your race?" Victor asked with a sinking face.
"We don't care what you want to do, as long as you let them go, we'll leave right away!" Selina grimaced and replied coldly, "I've sacrificed everything for the Bloodline when I was a Deathwalker, and now it's time to take back my freedom!" β
"And what about you, Nelna, do you answer the same way?" Victor closed his eyes and asked lightly.
"Your Excellency, a thousand years ago, I had already sacrificed for St. Cisse once, and now I just want to live a little peace!" Nirena said expressionlessly, "Let Garcia go, this is what you and San Cisse owe me!" β
"I'm sorry, but your Michael and Garcia are crucial to the Demon Party's plans, and I can't hand them over to you just yet!" Victor slowly opened his eyes, "Leave, go farther away, don't let me see you again!" β
"Since we are here, we will not leave if we don't see the people we want to see!" Nirena and Serena looked at each other, and pressed forward one left and one right.
Seeing that the two blood beauties showed signs of making a move, Raz behind Victor took two steps forward to meet the two, but saw Victor wave his hand and motioned for him to step back, "You two have sacrificed a lot for the blood clan and Saint CessΓ©, let me personally send you back to Cain!" β
"Humph! It's not as easy as you think! Serena snorted coldly, stepped on the stone slab of the hall with her right foot, and the black trench coat on her body flew up, and instantly pounced in front of Victor, her left hand shook the hem of the trench coat, and the cold and shining sword on her right hand stabbed Victor's throat under the cover of the trench coat. And Nilna, another blood beauty, turned into a puff of black smoke in the same place and rolled towards Prince Victor.
Prince Victor raised his eyebrows, slapped the knight's sword at his waist with his right hand, and the quaint knight's sword automatically popped out of the scabbard, and the hilt hit the tip of Serena's sword, which happened to fall into Victor's hand, and then swung horizontally, and the sharp blade slashed at Serena's ribs.
At that moment, a small wisp of black smoke from Nerna swirled around Victor's arm, and then turned into a slender hand, which took his wrist and the knight's sword narrowly passed under Serena's armpit. Another wisp of black smoke swirled around Victor's upper body, tightly strangling his neck, and Serena's bayonet sword stabbed Victor's lower abdomen again.
"Oh?" Victor's eyes flashed, his left hand flicked his sword, and his right knee knocked Serena away, and at the same time, his body turned into a puff of black smoke, which was entangled with the black smoke that Nierna had become.
"Bang!" The two puffs of black smoke made a small popping sound, and they split like an electric shock, and they coalesced into two human figures again. Nilna, who had recovered her body, flew away, rolled on the floor of the hall a few times, and fell to one knee with a trail of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth. Victor, who had regained his human form, slid for a distance with his sword on the ground before he stopped the retreat.
"Both of you have improved a lot in your combat abilities, but you alone can't defeat me!" Victor took out a silk handkerchief, covered his mouth and coughed twice, tucked the handkerchief into his cuffs, calmed his breath, and said slowly.
"And that's just the beginning!" Selina slowly drew another bayonet with her left hand, crossed it with the first, and with a wave of her arms, the two swords touched the ground, and she galloped towards Victor, the tip of the sword slashing a spark on the stone slab on the ground.
"Give Garcia and Michael back to us!" Nilna screamed, and her whole body exploded into a sky full of small bats, and pounced on Victor.
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"Bang!" Serena's left sword flew out of her hand, bounced off the wall of the hall, and fell to the ground. Losing Serena's grappling, the smoked Nirna was also quickly forcibly gathered from the smoke by Victor, grabbed her ankles, and threw her the floor. Nerna rolled around on the ground a few times, spurting out a mouthful of blood and her gaze darkened.
"Ahem!" Victor coughed violently twice, took out the silk handkerchief from his cuff again, wiped his lips, and the originally white silk handkerchief also faintly revealed a touch of bright red, "You guys...... It's good, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's not enough, it's not enough! β
"Add us, it should be enough!" A dull male voice suddenly came from the door of the castle hall, followed by a series of heavy footsteps. A group of heavily armed Templars appeared in the hall, led by a heavily armored knight dressed in medieval plate armor with a black rose carved into his shoulder.
After the knights appeared, several other exorcists dressed as English gentlemen entered the hall, led by a middle-aged man with a beard holding a scepter with a hawk's head, and a young woman wearing a white whalebone skirt with a bandaged head. Behind the young woman was followed by a beautiful girl dressed casually, like the girl next door.
"This Cole, it's really unreliable!" The girl held a cone in her hand, licking it lovingly, frowning and muttering bad words about Xu Mo.
"Prince Elwin!" Victor, who had always been very calm, stared at the girl, and his face finally became ugly, "Do you really want to interfere in the revitalization plan of the blood clan?" β
"You're a Blood Prince?" Roland looked back at the girl behind Loria in shock, "Dr. De Jong, I need an explanation, Lady Lisa is okay, why is there a Blood Prince among the exorcists?" β
"Grand Knight Roland, I also need an explanation, why there are so many Templars here?" Victor put his hands behind his back and looked at the second golden mask on his right hand with a gloomy face.