Night.

Jost finally approached Madame Butterfly's house without any problems.

"It's not easy!"

I burst a liver in one night.

There was a knock on the door.

There are no lights in there today.

And no one either.

Jost gently pushed the door open.

It was found that the door was open.

"Huh? What's going on. ”

Something doesn't feel right.

This gave him a bad premonition.

I quickly climbed behind a dense tree and hid.

He is very skilled in using both hands and feet.

"Come out! Baby pandas. ”

"Drinking" was forced to take on the role of this investigator.

His master was very careful not to enter such a house.

But through drinking, Jost shared the sight.

Get in through a small crack in the door.

There was a layer of ash in the room, and the cup fell to the floor.

When I walked over, there seemed to be something sticky on the ground.

Jost didn't look closely.

"What's wrong with Madame Butterfly?"

"Attacked by a crow?"

Jost frowned, the stand-in messenger would be forcibly taken away if he was discovered.

Madame Butterfly was most likely taken away as well.

There should be blood on the ground.

Keep walking inside.

Jost saw some hair.

There is an open door under the table in front that appears to lead underground.

"There's a basement here."

Jost felt that something was very wrong with Madame Butterfly, and it was open in the middle of the night.

However, many of the stand-in messengers he knew were out at night.

"Go, drink!"

He controlled his drinking and leaned down.

At this time, he was not intimidated at all.

Very bold choice of this act of death.

It is a spiral staircase.

It was dark all around, and there was no light at all.

Jost saw nothing.

And Jost can only share the visual of drinking at the moment.

Jost didn't know what he was looking at.

I don't know if I've finished going down the stairs now.

Suddenly.

Drinking was caught by something.

Then it was bitten.

But there was no bite.

The thing kept biting and drinking.

But all in vain.

After a while, it seemed to be quiet again.

Drinking was put down.

The hand was still a little shaky.

Scared.

"Jost?"

The creature who grabbed the drink and bit spoke.

"I'm sorry to let you see me like this."

The hands cupped the drink, stroking the non-existent wound, as if apologizing.

"It's good you didn't come in on your own."

I probably touched it, and I felt that I didn't hurt anything from drinking.

So he put the drink on the ground and said, "Go back and tell your master that you must not come in." ”

Then he added: "If you can, ask him to go to the hospital and buy me some fresh blood." ”

.......

"Uh-huh."

"You mean there's Madame Butterfly in there?"

"Uh-huh."

"Tell me not to go in. She's in trouble. ”

"Boom."

"Hungry?"

"Uh-huh......"

"Want to eat pandas?"

“￥%#……”

Jost finally figured out what it meant to drink.

"Hospital?"

"Blood?"

Got it.

"Isn't it, Madame Butterfly told me not to go in, she's hungry and thirsty, and she's running errands."

"Do you want me to go to the hospital, find a doctor, and do a phlebotomy on her?"

"Understood, understood."

"I understand, chromophobia."

"This is a very normal thing, and it is a normal need that does not need to be treated with bloodletting."

"Don't listen to the of the gods and the doctors."

"We shouldn't have bothered her today."

Jost thought that Madame Butterfly was so anxious that the door forgot to close, and the red wine glasses were knocked down and scattered all over the floor.

"Uh-huh?!"

Drinking seems to say: something is wrong with you! Jost.

“……#￥……#%￥@……#”

Finally the drinking was explained clearly.

Jost had in his hand the blood he had bought from the profiteer doctor, but it had been chilled, and Jost didn't know how the other party had done it.

Anyway, it was brought and packed in a metal container, this one was borrowed from Coleri, something brought from country M.

Originally, Jost was going to take a random bottle of wine, but Colery said that he was afraid of breaking it, so he gave Jost this metal container.

Feelings Madame Butterfly is needed to drink blood.

This is something that Jost did not expect.

"It's up to you, drink!"

Drinking gripped the metal container with his mouth.

It looks struggling.

Staggered into the aspect.

Jost felt as if he was abusing child bear laborers.

He slapped his head and no longer had any hope for the power of his stand-in.

"But then again, Madame Butterfly is a Blood?"

"I saw it in the corrugated materials, but I didn't expect it to be around."

At this time, Jost also remembered the autopsy materials of the Bloods that were shelved in the attic, and there was a stone mask, but these studies were not yet completed.

.......

On the other side, on the distant Kola Peninsula.

A group of people is working on a project called the Earth Telescope Project.

Of course, this is the naming of the SPW consortium.

Here, on this uninhabited peninsula, there is also a cathedral, a large number of clergy come and go, and even an army of a thousand people is stationed.

A small town was formed.

It was a top-secret operation carried out by the three parties.

Dalio's son, Dio, who had been looking for him, was not staying in the Land of Prophecy now, but was conducting some kind of research in this place where almost no one knew about it.

As an employee of the SPW consortium.

"Dior."

When Dio heard the voice, he put down the stone mask in his hand.

This stone masquerade was recently excavated.

"Bishop Rasputin." Dio looked behind him and said hello lukewarmly.

"Isn't it amazing."

"Neither old nor dead."

"The ultimate life."

Rasputin then threw a bottle full of ashes.

"No. 5960 is trying to escape."

Dior glanced at the bottle, ignored Rasputin, and continued to study the stone mask.

.......

Madame Butterfly drank the cold blood and finally recovered a little.

It's just that she thinks it's a little new.

It's still far from winter, so how did Jost bring her a whole bottle of ice.

To be honest, she hadn't really drunk it chilled.

Her food was all paid for, and it might not be so lukewarm, but she hadn't tried ice either.

The chilled one brought her a whole new experience.

After tidying up, he walked out with a drink.

"Little Jost, you can come in."

"Thank you!"