Chapter Seventy-Five: Inquiry

Tarrant closed the door gently, "Please." ”

The priest walked to the window with light steps and turned to look at Tarrant, "Are you satisfied with the conditions here?"

"Very good," replied Tarrant, an attentive observer, and as she had just entered the room, her gaze swept over the room and lingered on the stone guard for a moment, "on the island we can only sleep on hardwood planks. ”

"Aunt Doris is a warm-hearted person, if you don't mind her curiosity", seeing Tarrant's approval, Evie smiled lightly, "Let's talk about my mission." ”

Tarrant paused briefly, he listened intently to the voice next door, there was no movement, he approached the priest, "You should have a preliminary conclusion. ”

"Hmm...... Katrina is normal, good-looking, physical, and I have a hard time believing that story. ”

"That's good news," Tarrant leaned against the sand as he motioned for the other to sit down.

"Admittedly, it's a very challenging task, I've never heard of such an illness," said Evie, who did not sit down but stood by the window.

Tarrant pursed his lips, "I was the same as you before I came to Wilsing. ”

"Can you remember what ingredients Jim used?" The pastor asked, "Knowing what's in the recipe will make my job easier." ”

"We didn't find the full recipe, we just heard Jim recall some of it, tooth juice, full moon bat blood, poison sap tree, black striped fish, and the rest I don't know, but Katrina said that Jim had a way to recover from strange diseases, blood blending", Tarrant had to emphasize this, "Catrina is referring to his method. ”

Evie didn't say anything, "Jim has amnesia, his notes have been lost, is that right?"

"That's right", Tarrant knocked on the table with his left hand, "It's called Blue Cassia, the more things he remembered before, the clearer his memory is, and he can't remember the recent events, including the formula", the other party's eyes were still staring at him, expecting the other half to explain, there seemed to be some doubts about the whereabouts of that key notebook, Tarrant began to change his first impression of Evie, she was not as simple as she looked on the outside, her style and techniques were very capable, he continued to answer: " We have been looking for notes for a long time, and his entire shelf is full of notes, turning to all kinds of garbage messages, except for the one that does not record the formula. ”

"The note isn't there or can't you find it?"

"It's all possible", while the other party observed herself, Tarrant also observed the other party, as a priest, Evie's physique was too thin, she might not be able to wear full-body armor, at most it was just chain mail, the skin of her hands was delicate and exposed faint blood vessels, unlike the frequent use of weapons, Tarrant focused on her face again, her skin was white, her lips were bright red, she didn't look like a person who had experienced a battle at all.

"What is the reaction of the sick villagers on the island?"

"Vampires, outwardly, pale skin, close to dead bodies, shriveled, their eyes ......," Tarrant recalled carefully, "hollow pupils, like those of a coma, with beastly canine teeth, and at the same time, their lips were strangely red, and even the most gaudy makeup was not so exaggerated, and beyond that...... Their fingernails are long, I'm not sure if it's because they're not trimmed or mutated," he described at length the anomalies to disconnect Catrina from them, none of which were the same.

Evie listened calmly, as she recorded every word like a delicate machine, "When did their strange illness begin?"

"The earliest is the snowmelt moon, and the time when the black fish begins to be active, the latest is ...... I remember it was a time and a month. ”

Evie nodded.

Her actions worried Tarrant, who had suddenly made it clear that the mutation might take months to complete, and that Catrina might just not have begun to change, and he sat up uneasy.

"Is there any difference between mutated vampires and legendary creatures?". Evie asked again.

"In Jim's words, those are just monsters of the same appearance, and the alteration of some parts of the suspended animation state is incomplete", the priest was listening carefully, "They are not subject to the sanction of faith, the holy water is not effective against them, but the light will destroy them, those people live by sucking the blood of their own kind, because the infected tainted blood in their bodies needs fresh blood to maintain their power", Tarrant repeated Jim's words, he suddenly thought of Jim's situation, "Evie, I have a presumptuous question. ”

"Speak. ”

"Where's Jim?"

Evie didn't think about it in the slightest, "Under the watchful eye of the Empire." ”

Rather than answering, she was sociable and skillful in using proper words to deftly avoid sharp questions, and Tarrant hated the official wording, "Everything you want to know is Jim's, and he's the one you should be looking for." ”

"All I can do is try to remedy his crimes. ”

"Who is the mage who picked him up?" Tarrant asked more directly, "not the Royal Guard, not the vigilantes. ”

"People have secrets, and so does the Empire, and it's dangerous to listen to secrets," Evie smiled kindly, "Can mutated vampires eat properly?"

"No, they can only rely on blood, they can't see the light", Tarrant emphasized the most obvious evidence that Catrina was a normal person, and he analyzed the first half of Evie's sentence, which seemed to imply that the red-robed mage came from the secret agencies of the Empire, excluding the three armies that were already known to the people, an incredible conclusion.

"I see," Evie bowed, her question over, "Sorry to disturb your rest, if Catrina has any discomfort, please let me know in time, so that unnecessary trouble and danger can be avoided." ”

"She's fine," Tarrant got up.

"I will visit her from time to time and wish her good health," Evie said as she walked towards the door.

"Time will tell", Tarrant opened the door.

"By the way, Catrina wants to go to the gallery, do I need to arrange a carriage?".

"No, thank you", Tarrant looked at the other smile, he didn't want to guess the hidden meaning of the smile.

"Goodbye, then", Evie winked mischievously and waved goodbye.

Tarrant let out a long sigh of relief as she left, he was very suspicious of Evie's identity, she was not a priest, and maybe even from the same organization as the red-robed mage, he walked to the window and stared at her figure, she was walking slowly in the direction of Wilsing.

"Tarrant", the voice came from behind.

Tarrant turned abruptly, and Katrina stood in the doorway, she hadn't slept, "You ......" he was worried about the conversation just now...... Not used to sleeping in hotels?".

Katrina walked briskly into the room, "Somewhat ...... Something is wrong", she looked slightly flustered.

"What's wrong?" Tarrant scratched the tip of his nose in a weak voice.

"I can't tell," Catrina said, holding out her palm, "I can feel the wound, the wound in the morning...... It didn't recover fù......"

Chapter Seventy-Five: Inquiry