"Who gave this to you?!"

Raft Pound's small body was filled with a terrifying aura, accompanied by the negative emotions that were so extreme that they almost condensed into substance, and they diffused throughout the church little by little, quickly thickening, dense like mist, and the cold and terrifying aura was like a continuous mountain range, pressing down on the head.

And when looking at his blood-red eyes, it makes people feel like they are in a sea of corpses and blood!

Crane gritted his teeth, and the cold and majestic negative emotions of the other party turned into thousands of pins and needles, constantly eroding his mind like whispers and pollution, making his spirit like a lonely boat on a choppy sea, which could be overturned by the raging waves at any time and sink to the bottom of the sea.

At this moment, his mind was completely wild, and not a single normal thought came to him.

But at this moment, Crane was already clearly aware that even though the evil spirit possessed by Raft Pound had been dead for an unknown number of years, its essence was still a mythical creature of high character! And this is by no means comparable to ordinary saints, at least it is also an angel above sequence 2!

Because of this similar feeling, he had only felt it when he had divined the eternal sun above the gray mist!

And now without the shelter above the gray fog, this feeling will only be more intuitive. Even he had to be glad that the other party had been dead for at least a thousand years, otherwise he was afraid that he would have lost control due to pollution! Because this is the law he summed up a long time ago - don't look directly at God!

Fortunately, the contamination caused by the nature of the high-level creatures did not last long, and in a matter of seconds, the negative emotions that permeated almost the entire church disappeared. Raft Pound was still standing across from them with a blank face, his eyes blood-red.

Klein finally breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously glanced at Miss Sharon next to him. Her face had always been pale, but now it was even paler than before, and even her figure seemed a little illusory, and her state was even worse than her own.

Raft Pound said coldly:

"To answer my question, where did you get that thing?"

Crane, who finally recovered, gasped for breath and deliberately made a breathless and unsustainable posture, and did not answer the other party's question at the first time. finally regained his clarity, and his brain, which still had a tingling sensation, had no time to rest, and began to think non-stop about his current situation.

"The essence of the other party is a mythical creature of a high personality, but after all, he has been dead for many years, and he is still bound by a seal, so he can't maintain his influence for a long time. He must have wanted to talk to us at first, perhaps to lure us into helping him break the seal. ”

But when I saw the crosses, I suddenly went berserk and became extremely mentally unstable. There is no doubt that he and the original owner of this string of crosses must have been enemies......"

Klein quickly sorted out all the clues in his hand now, and under the gaze of the evil spirit's blood-red gaze, before he waited impatiently, he took a deep breath and said:

"This is the spoils I took from someone else."

Unsurprisingly, Raft Pound asked:

"Who? Which faction does it belong to? ”

Klein said quickly: "Viscount Stafford belongs to the royal family of Rune. ”

"The Rune royal family?"

Raft Pound sneered, "What shady conspiracy is that paranoid person hatching? ”

Although his tone was still cold, the blood red in Raft Pound's eyes was still fading. Although the eyes are still bloodshot and look extremely terrifying, at least they are not as good as before, even if they just look at each other, they are polluted with an unbearable amount of pollution.

"You got it right!"

Crane watched the changes in the evil spirit, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Paranoia, conspiracy...... It seems that this evil spirit should have been murdered by the 'paranoia' he called during his lifetime, and finally sealed away in this underground ruins for thousands of years. As for the identity of the paranoid, Klein also speculated that he was probably the organizer of the Dusk Hermit.

This was in line with what he knew—the Twilight Hermit would have been secretly interfering with the progress of history to suit its own needs, in order to accomplish its goal at some point. If the tide of the times does not turn out as they expected, they will try to reverse it.

And the evil spirit in front of him was probably killed because it hindered the trend of the times that the Dusk Hermit wanted thousands of years ago. This is the same situation as the assassinated Duke Negan, but this evil spirit is more than a star and a half higher than Duke Negan. Originally, he wanted to use the power of this glorious cross to fight against evil spirits, but he was almost killed by it......

Raft Pound's mood stabilized a little, and instead of his previous madness, he sighed and said:

"Don't worry, I'm just an innocent person who has been mutilated by the ambitions of Alistatuldor, trapped in that underground ruins for nearly or more than two thousand years because of the restraint of the corpse. As you can see, the person who murdered me was that bigot, which is why I was so extreme. ”

"However, since you're not that paranoid person, there's room for us to cooperate."

"What do you want to do?" Klein asked directly.

"I want you to help me out of this situation and make me a free spirit, and I swear, I will not deal with innocent people."

Raft Pound looked at Sharon with bloodshot eyes:

"You should be a resentful soul of the xenopath, the next step is to become a demigod, I don't know if you have a puppet potion recipe, but I can help you obtain, and even become an integral part of your ritual, this is the reward I promised."

The evil spirit turned to Klein:

"You're also paid. It was an object of wonder and preciousness, for its bearer had been drawn to the underground palace and died beside the descendants of Tudor. This is what it looks like. ”

As he spoke, the evil spirit spread out his palms, making the crimson moonlight condense into a picture.

Inside the screen, there is a normal-sized tarot card with a very different image from the others, and the person seated in the chariot is not a king, but a male priest wearing a crimson robe.

The priest looks like Russell Gustav!

Crane's gaze moved instantly, and he saw the starlight in the upper left corner condensed into a line of text:

"Sequence 0: The Red Priest."

The evil spirit stared at Klein, and a somewhat terrifying smile appeared on his face:

"And if you let me go, I might be able to help you get that paranoid into some trouble! Believe me, we have a common interest in this matter! ”

"After all, you don't want to see His plan succeed, do you?"

——

West End, inside a brightly lit villa-type house.

Emlyn White picked up the glass containing the scarlet liquid and took a voracious sip.

At this moment, the host of tonight's banquet, Casimiodra, came over with a wine glass and asked with a smile:

"Do you like tonight's drink?"

"Of course, its owner is young enough to have a decent amount of energy." Emlyn straightened her back and struck a noble posture.

From the outside, Casimiodra was a middle-aged gentleman with a very temperament, but Emlin knew that he was more than two hundred years old, and had witnessed Intis under Russell the Great in Intis, but later moved to Rune because he had "lived" too long for fear of being discovered by his neighbors.

Hearing Emlin's praise, he smiled and said:

"Yes, its owner is a young woman who was stabbed by a thief and nearly lost her life. Luckily, she met me, and that was the necessary price she paid for her recovery...... By the way, my grandfather wanted to see you. ”

"Your grandfather?" Emlyn was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes wide and said, "Lord Nibais? ”

Following the stairs to the underground area, Emlyn White passed through several secret doors and entered a large gray hall. In the center of the hall sits a heavy coffin made of black iron, carved with symbols and magical symbols.

After Casimiodra reported, a deep and old voice slowly came from inside the coffin:

"Emlyn White, do you know why I summoned you?"

"Dear Lord Nibais, I think you're trying to remove the psychological suggestion for me." Emlyn replied without hesitation.

The underground hall fell silent for a moment, and after a few seconds, Nibes Odra was lying in the coffin before he laughed:

"That's one of the purposes, but it's not up to me to help you. I had just woken up from a long dream because of a revelation from my ancestors. ”

"Ancestor Him, He has been resurrected?" It wasn't Emlyn who was pleasantly surprised, it was Casimiodra.

Ignoring his grandson's questions and surprises, Nibes said in a deep voice:

"Emlyn White, I'm going to give you something now."

"Please." Emlyn said respectfully.

Nibes Odra said in a serious tone:

"The end is near, only the fire and the fool can save the world! So, look for an opportunity to pray to the fools. ”

"Huh?" Emlyn suspected she had misheard.

——

Queens, inside the luxury villa of the Hall family.

Shortly after dinner, Audrey hurried upstairs with the embers. Because the custom-made evening dress for Ember has been delivered to the villa, and seeing that the New Year's party is approaching, Audrey needs to hurry up to 'set the makeup' for Ember.

"Well, it all feels good, Ember, which one do you prefer?"

Audrey sat on the upholstered chair, looking at Ember in a brand-new dress, and asked with some uncertainty.

The tailor designed a total of three dresses for Ember, and Audrey thought they were all outstanding. But after all, it is embers to wear, and he must be consulted.

Ember pondered for two seconds, and instead of saying that he didn't think it made a difference, he said euphemistically:

"Fine, I trust your vision. The only problem is ......"

When Audrey heard the first half of the sentence, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, with a little pride, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, she had a puzzled look.

Ember pulled his bow tie uncomfortably and said:

"You really can't pick this thing?"

"Can't!"

"Okay."

Ember shrugged and didn't hold on.

"Really."

Audrey looked at Ember's uncomfortable appearance and sighed, "Haven't you been to a banquet before?" Bow tie is basic etiquette! ”

Ember was puzzled and asked, "But didn't you have to attend Viscount Slytherin's banquets a few times before?" ”

"Slytherin?"

Audrey was stunned for a while before she finally realized who Ember was talking about, opened her mouth and said helplessly, "That's Viscount Glerint!" Don't you even remember his name? ”

"Almost." Ember didn't change his tone, and said casually, "Just know who it is." ”

"Glerint will cry."

Audrey complained, and then added, "And Glelint's previous meetings were only salons, and the members attending the meeting were not all nobles, so they were not formal dinners. In addition, Gleint is more casual and does not have too formal requirements for dress. What's more, he also wants you to help collect potion recipes, and he won't accuse you of not dressing properly.

"And this time it's to attend the New Year's party, and almost all the members attending the meeting are aristocrats! There must be no flaws in the dress, otherwise why would you want to customize these dresses? ”

"Well, you convinced me."

Ember interrupted Audrey and said seriously, "Then put this on you." But even if you can't take off your bow tie, it's okay to loosen it up a little bit, right? ”

Audrey opened her mouth, but finally chose to give up, and said helplessly:

"Okay, but only a little loose."

"Wang~"

At this moment, a dog barked outside the door.

"It's Susie."

Audrey's expression moved slightly, she deliberately left Susie downstairs before going upstairs, and now Susie suddenly came up maybe there was something urgent.

Thinking of this, Audrey walked quickly to the door and gently opened the door.

"Click!"

Susie, the big golden retriever, walked into the house, squatted there calmly, whined, and shook the air around her:

"Audrey, Alfred is back."

"When?"

Audrey looked a little surprised, but soon realized that something was wrong, frowned, and said, "You heard it from Daddy?" Why didn't he just tell me? ”

Isn't it good that Alfred is back? Why can't you just tell her?

Susie explains:

"A week ago Alfred had telegraphed that he would be back to Beckland in a few days, but there has been no reply since. Originally, Earl Hall thought that Alfred was delayed by an urgent mission, but he looked through the army's orders during the day and confirmed that Alfred had returned to Beckland three days ago. ”

Audrey's pretty face changed slightly, and she finally understood why Earl Hall didn't tell her directly—it was clear that Alfred had returned to Beckland, but not even a telegram had gone home, and it was really hard not to wonder if he had encountered some accident!

Ember pondered for two seconds and asked:

"Did Earl Hall find anything?"

"Yes."

Susie nodded and said seriously:

"Earl Hall asked the Prime Minister to investigate, but according to the information obtained by the Prime Minister. Alfred's appointment was the direct responsibility of the royal family, and even he did not have access to specific information. ”

"Something to do with the royal family?"

Audrey pursed her lips with a sense of foreboding.

Perhaps because Ember is about to attack the royal family, she is very sensitive to matters involving the royal family, and she has a very bad impression. She even subconsciously suspected that Ember's plan was flawed, but quickly dismissed the suspicion.

Because Ember had only told her about this plan, it was impossible to leak it. And if it really leaks, it will be them who will have the accident, and it will not only involve Alfred, who is still serving in the Southern Continent.

And based on these speculations, it is easy to draw a conclusion -

"Does this have to do with the content of the appointment itself?"

Audrey immediately had the answer in her mind, but this only made her more confused:

"What special tasks does the royal family have for Alfred? But why him? ”

Ember suddenly asked:

"Do you want me to help investigate?"

Audrey hesitated for a moment and shook her head slightly:

"No, not yet."

She knew Ember well, and if she let him do it, it would definitely make a big deal out of it, because Ember usually just flipped the table. And it shouldn't have reached that point yet, and the royal family's purpose in finding Alfred may not be a bad thing.

"Wait two more days."

Audrey hesitated for a moment and said softly, "If it's really not a bad thing, there should be news in the next two days." ”

"That's what Earl Hall thinks, too."

Susie wagged her tail and explained seriously, "He said that he had investigated this, and the royal family would definitely know about it, and someone should be sent to contact him in the next two days." ”

——

Klein and Sharon quietly left Williams Street and made a detour to another block in the silence of darkness.

When Klein boarded the cab, Sharon appeared and sat down on the opposite side.

She looked at Klein without blinking, and asked in an illusory voice:

"Will you help it break the seal?"

"No, it won't." Klein replied without hesitation, and immediately asked, "What about you?" ”

Sharon shook her head, indicating that neither would she be.

Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile:

"It's been dead for two thousand years, and now it's just a remnant of evil spirits, and dissipating or returning to the spirit world is the end it deserves, and my idea is that when we have a high sequence, we will join forces to clear it and give it real liberation."

While the "Red Priest" card, the secret history of the Quaternary Age, and the promised rewards of evil spirits are all tempting, Crane doesn't have the slightest trust in it! The Evil Spirit and the Dusk Hermit Society may indeed be enemies, after all, his death must be inseparable from the organization. And Klein and the Twilight Hermit Society are also faintly on opposite sides, and it seems that the two sides have a common enemy and common interests.

But many times, the enemy of the enemy is not necessarily the friend!

Crane had a hunch that if they really helped the evil spirits get out of trouble, he would attack them at the first opportunity!

Sharon gave an "um" and responded as necessary.

Klein thought for a moment and asked:

"Sequence 4 of the Wraith's counterpart is really a puppet?"

Sharon nodded.

"Do you have a potion recipe or an extraordinary ingredient?" Crane asked thoughtfully.

Sharon shook her head.

Crane asked tentatively:

"I have a friend who might be able to get the puppet's potion recipe."

"Moreover, he has the strength of the high sequence, maybe next time we can invite him to explore this underground ruin together."

Miss Sharon looked up at Klein, and after a long moment, bowed slightly.

(End of chapter)