As night fell, at the Manor of Viscount Sidney, a mysterious figure climbed into the wall.

"Ahh The figure fell to the ground and let out a muffled grunt of pain, covering the ankle of his left foot with both hands, apparently sprained.

The slightly distorted face of the visitor could be seen through the moonlight, and it was Charles, who couldn't wait to come and use the ceremony to fulfill his wishes.

Charles could feel his sprained ankle already swollen high, but at the thought of what was about to come, he ignored the pain, gritted his teeth, and limped on.

Although the manor is large, the location of the attic is still easy to find, Charles dragged his left foot into the attic with difficulty, called softly twice, no one answered, he looked up at the dark stairwell, and climbed up with a little hesitation.

When he had moved all the way to the top of the attic, he looked over the last staircase, and finally saw that just in front of him, a slender figure was looking at him with his back to the moonlight.

Charles was relieved, and secretly said that Lawrence, an idiot, was still familiar and did not deceive himself.

He finally made it up to the attic, panting slightly from the dusty handrail.

The figure began to walk slowly towards him, his face clear in the moonlight, handsome with a hint of mystery.

Carlo opened his hands and said with a smile: "Charles.." I've been waiting for you for a long time.."

"Don't you see, I broke my foot?" replied Charles with some dissatisfaction, he didn't call the fool again, after all, he would have to rely on Lawrence to make the ceremony later.

"Hurry up, help me arrange the sacrifices I need for the ceremony." Charles couldn't help but urge.

Carlo stepped aside, revealing a pentagram that had been set up long ago, the sacrifices were all kinds of strange things, and there was a black liquid dripping from the floor, Charles smelled the smell of blood in the air, and his heart was inexplicably uneasy.

"Bring me the parchment." Charles suddenly screamed, staring at Carlo in the shadows, he couldn't believe it.

Carlo smiled, and very cheerfully took out a piece of parchment and handed it over, Charles took it as if snatching it, only to find that he didn't know a word.

With some shame, he stuffed the baby into his arms, and said in a rough voice, "Let's get started. Well, I believe you, Lawrence.. We're best friends, aren't we?"

"Of course. ”

Charles couldn't make out Carlo's expression hidden in the dark, but he could tell from his tone that he was laughing.

Carlo patiently taught Charles the spells on the parchment word by word, and Charles was smart and learned them quickly.

Carlo suddenly pulled out a dagger, the edge of which glistened coldly in the moonlight.

Charles was startled, subconsciously took two steps back, and reached out to touch his waist.

"What do you want to do?"

"This is the final step of the ceremony. Carlo explained, his voice soft, "Your blood is needed after the incantation. ”

"Oh yes. Charles relaxed slightly, calmed down, took the dagger, and said, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome, my good friend. ”

Carlo took two steps back and gave up space to Charles.

Charles staggered over to the pentagram, knelt down, finished the incantation, and was about to slash his hand when he heard a voice in his ear.

"Charles. ”

"What?" he was a little irritable when he was disturbed.

"Nothing.. I just want to ask, before the ceremony is completed, what is your wish?.. If you don't mind. ”

Charles took a deep breath and slowly replied, "You'll find out soon... My good friend. ”

His expression as he turned his back to Carlo was a little hideous.

Charles finally slashed his hand, blood running down the wound and dripping onto the floor, making a clear sound in the quiet of the space.

Gradually, the pentagram emitted a strange red light, and the ritual took effect?!

Charles's face was excited, he couldn't help but say that wish, ambition, desire swelled infinitely in his chest... Only that idiot Lawrence would squander such a precious opportunity on a woman, he Charles, who wants the whole world...

The red light lasted for a while, getting brighter and brighter, but just as the red light was about to reach its peak, it suddenly went out without warning.

Charles was stunned for a moment, as if he had been punched head-on, and like a balloon that had been punctured.

"It's .." Charles looked at Carlo blankly, "The ceremony failed?"

"Nope. ”

Carlo shook his head and stepped out of the shadows, smiling.

"The ritual was very successful, and the demon god has descended. ”

"Where?" Charles, subconsciously looking around.

Carlo chuckled, raised his feet and jumped lightly into the center of the pentagram, opened his hands, looked down at Charles condescendingly, and deliberately made an exaggerated expression on his face: "Say what you want, Charles.." The demon god is listening."

Charles looked at Carlo in a daze, his face changed from white to red to blue, obviously angry to the extreme.

He jumped up: "Lawrence, you idiot dare to tease me... What a damn it.."

He pulled out the dagger at his waist and stared at Carlo with a fierce look, but soon became frightened again.

The moonlight obscured and the shadows began to spread.

"No.."

Charles's screams were engulfed in the endless darkness...

After a long time, crisp footsteps sounded, and Carlo's figure was revealed in the moonlight.

He elegantly wiped the corners of his mouth, threw the bright red white silk silk on the ground, and smacked his lips, as if he was reminiscing about something.

"Does it taste like a good friend?.. That's pretty good."

...

A luxurious carriage drove slowly on the verdant country road, and in the carriage, three people, one old and two young, sat quietly.

The leader of the three should be the old man sitting at the end of the carriage, he is full of silver hair, wearing a brown coat lined with intricate folded white shirts, a golden pocket watch hanging on his chest, and his body is mixed with the temperament of a scholar and an aristocrat.

The two people sitting on either side of the old man, one was a handsome young man with a straight back and a rigorous expression, and the other was a girl with delicate facial features, her blonde hair tied behind her head, and her slender figure looked clean and crisp.

"Eric, how long do we have to get to our destination?" the old man opened his eyes and looked at the young man beside him.

The handsome young man known as Eric replied meticulously, "It should be there by noon tomorrow." ”

The old man nodded lightly, and at this time, the beautiful girl couldn't help but speak: "Teacher, is the wanted person from the Dark Demon God Church this time?"

The old man pondered for a while and said, "It's not certain yet, but judging from those missing living people, it should be the dark totem master of the Dark Demon God Sect..." But don't worry, the strength of the target can't exceed Type 1, as the best graduate of the Royal Totem Master Academy, as long as you give full play to what you usually learn, you should be able to pass this assessment easily."

The old man paused, then continued, ". . . Remember what I taught you, and don't underestimate the ferocity of any of the Dark Totemists, who are far more cunning than you think..."

"If you're in danger, I'll strike. The old man's gaze swept over the two of them, "Of course, that will also mean that you have failed this assessment." ”

The young man and the girl had a blank look on their faces, and replied in a deep voice, "I won't let the teacher down." ”

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Thanks to the big brother of "Just Love Fantasy" for the two ten thousand rewards!!

Kill the author series。。。 I really want to save some manuscripts for the day it was put on the shelves, T-T, a little stock has been emptied by you!

I can only add one more today.,There's something to go out at night!!Is it okay to use a flying kiss instead of another one?mua~~~