Back in the side hall just now, Mark spoke first: "Your Excellency Knight, please don't use honorific titles next, my grandfather is the same generation as you." You always use honorific titles, and I'm embarrassed. ”

"That'...... All right! Previously, Knight represented the Goddess of the Night and traded with Mark, an outsider, and since the Goddess ordered Mark to be a guest of honor, Knight naturally did so.

The deal arranged by the goddess is over, and Mark is now asking for the Night Church, and then speaking in the unique tone of a VIP, which is somewhat inappropriate.

Mark's return to his own generation is to pull the relationship, and Knight is also happy to relax.

Mark made a personal request, and he pulled out the Valkyrie Remnant card and told Knight about his nightmare.

Knight groaned, "This cursed dream is very difficult to deal with. The curse thing is like a mess of threads. If the premise is that 'no major damage to your soul' is solved, you need to find the thread and unravel the thread. ”

Mark held his chin: "Go deep into the dream world, find the key nodes or items inside, and then destroy the connection between the dream and my soul?" ”

"That's right! According to you, you cannot bring into your dreams anything otherworldly, even anomalous beings connected to your soul. This means that this is a terrifying spell that hits the soul source, at least S-class. ”

"Be specific."

"In a way, it's a blessing that you've been pulled into the origin nightmare of the Blood Moon card in your hand. Because the roots are in your own hands. If it's bad, you'll be dragged into a cursed dream designated by an enemy near where your soul is at the time, and that's the most important thing to avoid. ”

At this point, Knight has determined that Mark has a certain treasure that can shield the breath of fate. Without that thing, Mark would have been even worse.

Knight, of course, wouldn't say it, and he said instead, "Your Excellency, please remember that the caster has not only seen you, but has been very close to you. If you're an A-class sorcerer, you'll have to stay in close proximity for at least five minutes and stare at you. ”

Mark's first thought was the arrogant and cowardly man in white.

Knight added, "The sorcerer died shortly after seeing you." Only by using one's own soul as firewood, lighting a signal sign in the spirit world, and informing one's own members, can this spell be upgraded to S rank. ”

So......

Not a man in white!

Mark had to put his suspicions on the two dead Samsars, as well as on the skinny man in the cloak.

Mark makes a hypothesis: "If, I mean if...... What if I kill the spellcaster who is still hurting me? ”

"Although the Night Lady Ma Shanguo will publicly declare her protection for you, this does not mean that the Night Lady will definitely start a divine war for you, especially between the Orthodox Church." Knight reminded Mark: "On the other hand, the other side does not dare to continue to deepen your curse. Because it means off the Night Lady. ”

Mark retreated: "So, if I crack the nightmare, will it trigger a backlash or something?" ”

The corners of Knight's mouth were grinning, revealing his white teeth, and there was obviously no blood, so his expression was very bloodthirsty: "Curse is essentially an evil practice that forcibly changes the fate of the other party. If the other party cracks the dream of doom, then the person who plays with fate will inevitably suffer the most ruthless backlash from fate. Hey! The backlash of the S-class curse must be exciting......"

After listening to the speeches of some of the world's leading experts, Mark was a little relieved.

"What if I want to ask for help from the Church of the Night?"

"With the permission of the Night Lady, we can send an expert in curses to find a way into your dreams. Please note that every cursed dream in the world is unique, and S-class nightmares are extremely dangerous, and we can't promise you anything, only that we will do our best. ”

"Alright! I can hold on, I'll give it a try. ”

There are too many memories of someone's incomprehension, and if an outsider is allowed in, no one dares to pack the ticket.

You have a choice, but it's better to do it yourself.

The last topic, on the other hand, is simpler, and Mark proposes to be attached to the Church of the Night.

Switching to another profession can be a bit of a hassle.

Luckily, Doctor Who is a typical professional counterpart.

Most of the Orthodox Churches that deal with anomalies and demons have a tradition of employing occultists as advisors.

Whether Mark arrives or not, the Night's Watch and Inquisitors on the front lines will always need the help of a large number of occultists.

An internship contract with a monthly salary of 12,000 Wright dollars was signed, and Mark was the consultant hired by the Night Church, and he was registered with the Night Church on the surface.

It wasn't until this moment that Mark could digest the benefits of the [Blood Moon Baptism].

"Well, your grandfather wants to see you. What do you think? A wicked smile tugged at the corners of Knight's mouth.

"That'...... Let's see. Shall I go to the Great Church of Light? ”

Knight's wicked smile became even more pronounced: "Oh! Dear Mr. Destinian, have you forgotten? Lady Guangming has openly expressed her dislike for you, and you have been the greatest disrespect to her in the past! ”

Knight's damn translation made Mark feel the urge to take off his shoes and throw them in his face.

This is on purpose!

Knowing that the boss of the Bright God Sect actually gave birth to a grandson of the night department, what an outrageous thing, and deliberately entertained him here.

Obviously, this [Whip of the Night] has been pretending to be serious for so long, and seeing that Mark is in the pit, there is no need to pretend it.

Well, at least this guy has more of a real temperament than those hypocrites.

Mark had a feeling that he was out of breath.

Knight left, patting him affectionately on the shoulder before leaving.

Because of Mark's special status, even if it is an internship contract, he needs to be directly responsible to Knight like the Inquisitor.

Knight was already his nominal boss.

Mark, who remained in the side hall, didn't wait long, and the gorgeous black and gold-bordered hall door slowly opened, making a clear "squeak" sound.

Two old acquaintances came in.

One is Bishop Albert, who Mark is no stranger to, and the other is Mark's grandfather, Antoine Destini, who should be more familiar with him.

Looking at this old man with gray hair, a beard, and a face as round as a Buddha, Mark ignored the luxurious clothes on the other party's body, and whispered awkwardly: "Grandpa." ”

is a simple title, but it makes the old man feel like he will cry at any time.

Old Destini was three meters away from Mark, stretched out his wrinkled hands, and approached step by step: "Mark, I...... May I touch you? ”

The long-ago and broken memories of the original owner came to Mark's mind.

The relationship between these two grandchildren is not bad, it is extremely bad.

In the eyes of the dead ghost, it was this unkind grandfather who transferred the high-ranking official Houlu who should have passed it on to his father and then to his mediocre second uncle.

When he was still at home, the dead ghost quarreled with his grandfather, to be precise, he cursed the old man frantically, and the old man suffered it all like an angry bag.

After 'running away from home', Mark, a dead ghost who has no ability to make a living, lives a luxurious life on his grandfather's remittances.

Relying on a good family background and a handsome face, this product is very popular in the low-level aristocratic circle.

Put it on Earth, this is the satellite launched into the sky, and it will only repeat the phrase "Hit the money!" Spend some money! ”

Over the years, out of guilt, Lao De tried his best to meet all the demands of this rebellious grandson, until the dead ghost Marc was scared to death at Le Mans.

Seriously, Mark doesn't have any ill feelings about this cheap grandpa.

On the other hand, he was afraid that this big man of the Cult of Light would find out that his grandson had been dropped. Although there is a cover for soul damage, the fewer uncontrollable factors the better.

He ruthlessly refused the old man's request, pointed to the seat in front of him, and said lightly: "Sit down." ”

Lao De's enthusiasm was once again ruthlessly interrupted, and he was really uncomfortable, but his disciple secretly tugged on his elbow.

Lao Dehuo Ran woke up: Praise the light! This is already the best attitude of my grandson in years.

His expression is a bit exciting: he should want to cry, and he feels happy, so there is a contradictory expression mixed with crying and laughing on his face.

The two masters and apprentices sat down, and Lao De slowly spoke: "Grandpa knows I'm sorry for you, but I really needed an adult heir back then......"

Before he finished speaking, Mark raised his hand and made a stop gesture: "Don't say it." That was in the past. I don't want to hear it anymore. Anyway, I am already disgusted by the goddess of light, and it is impossible for me to inherit your so-called family business. Isn't that everybody's okay? ”

"This ......"

"I'm already a 'sideline' of the Destini family." Mark focused on the words, and understood as soon as he heard it: "I'm a person like Lady Bright who is disgusting, even if you want me to change my surname, I don't have any opinion." It's better to make a ...... like this."

"No, no, no! The teacher definitely didn't mean that. Albert went out to help the teacher carry the thunder: "Teacher, he has always cared about you, you had an accident at Le Mans Mans, and you also instructed me to come and rescue you as soon as possible." Teacher, he was really forced by political enemies back then......"

Mark's expression of 'Wang Ba chanting scriptures, don't listen or don't listen', coupled with cold eyes like frost, made Albert's voice quiet.

Lao De said dejectedly: "Mark, how can you be willing to forgive grandpa?" ”

The actor Mark stood up excitedly, waved his arms violently, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth: "Forgiveness is impossible!" I won't forgive you for the rest of my life! Calling you grandpa is already my biggest concession. If you hadn't ruthlessly deprived me of my future, would I have come out desperately? Can you curse the enemy with death? ”

"You...... Are you cursed? ”

Mark looked angry: "Yes! S-class Doom Death Curse, are you happy? If I die, I don't have to affect you and the second uncle! ”

Lao De's face turned pale, but in the next second, he stood up, and his figure suddenly became extremely tall and majestic: "No! Wait a minute! I'll beg Knight again, I couldn't keep your dad last time, I'll definitely keep you this time! Mark, believe Grandpa! I will definitely ......."

Mark didn't seem to listen, turned around and left, which made Lao De bitter. Albert next to him couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Who knows, when Mark walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and said in a low voice: "If I can't die this time, you will find me to do things in the future, for the sake of the blood of the Destini family, I will give you a discount." ”

After all, this time he really threw the door and left.

Old Destini was so sad and moved that he couldn't help it, and he burst into tears on the spot.

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ps: There is 1 more before 12 o'clock in the evening