Liao Ji knew the way to Irene's house, but he couldn't help the locked door in front of him, after all, his relationship with the girl was not good enough for Irene to give him the house keys.

In this regard, Liao Ji said sorry to Irene from the bottom of his heart, and asked the nun next to him to stay away.

Maria didn't speak the whole time, just on the side of the corridor in the back of the corridor, silently watching the young man's movements, until Liao Ji did not use the key, but violently kicked open the door, and a sweet smile appeared on the nun's face.

Of course, it was also a flash.

"Come in." Liao Ji didn't look back at Maria, just beckoned to the rear, and then led the way into the house.

"Hit... Excuse me..."

After Maria followed up, she greeted her with a soft and weak voice, even if there was no one in the room, which fully reflected the character of a very polite and a little scared of life.

But in fact, she took a quick glance at Irene's house, and although she could guess from the location where she lived, Maria couldn't help frowning.

In the small thirty or forty square meters, crowded with all kinds of old furniture, the space is extremely cramped, and in her opinion, there is no place to stay.

The heavy rain outside slapped on the old windows, and the wind blew mixed with the rain to make the rusty window frames make an overwhelming sound of "squeak, squeak", as if they would slack at any time, but in fact there were indeed cracks, and you could see that the floor under the eaves of the windows had leaked a lot of rain and seepage.

The only thing that makes Maria still able to hold back and not break out may be that the room is quite tidy, at least there are no oil stains in the kitchen, the furniture is worn out but there is little dust, and the daily garbage is also tied up and disposed of in bags, so that there is no smell in the room.

Can...

Why!?

People who live in such a shabby place can imagine what kind of goods they are, why even such people can get the "contract" brand of Lord Ash, why... Why! How she deserves! How dare she use her filthy and inferior body to defile such a noble and noble contract... She... She!!

The nun's hands clenched tightly in her cuffs, and her eyes began to turn uncontrollably red, until the voice of the young man next to her ear pulled her back.

"The conditions are a little simpler, you can find a place to sit."

"No... It's okay, it's already good here! Maria waved her hand again and again, expressing her contentment.

"I'll go to the back room and find you some divination medium, you... Idle is also idle, look at what towels and the like are around, and dry your body first. ”

"Well, good..."

After a while, Liao Ji, who came out of the back room, came to Maria with a large box of things.

After picking and choosing, the nuns finally selected three or four pieces to use as the medium for the next divination.

Liao Ji glanced at these things that Maria picked out, without exception, they were all things that Irene had used, and the time point was very close, there were scavenger clothes that had only been changed this afternoon, there were kobold statues that had expired, and... The dagger that had "held" him hostage.

Irene, as an intermediary, is the root of her own rescue of Nolan, from the perspective of the divination medium, it is indeed a little better than her mother herself, and Liao Ji deliberately hugged a large box, in fact, she also wanted to test Maria, and judging from the current performance of the nun, she can accurately pick out these items, at least in the first level of Liao Ji's heart.

"Well, there's one last thing missing, but this... It's a little special..."

"What is it?"

"Sir, your... Blood. ”

Maria spoke apologetically, and seeing Liao Jiyi frowning, she quickly explained:

"You, if you mind, you can substitute something else, but... The result will be a little crippled..."

"It's okay, wait a minute."

Liao Ji interrupted Maria, didn't talk nonsense, and directly put his finger to his mouth, and after biting hard, bright red blood flowed out of his finger.

"And then, do I find a bowl to put or what?"

"Maria... Maria? ”

Liao Ji, who bit his finger, asked the nun opposite, but Maria didn't seem to expect the young man's movements to be so sudden and fast, and she fell into a stupor.

Her eyes stared directly at Liao Ji's bleeding fingers, as if she was a little out of her mind, until Liao Ji screamed several times before she suddenly woke up.

"Hold... I'm sorry! ”

"Don't put it in a bowl! Use this! You... Just drop your blood on this! ”

As Liao Ji's blood flowed out, Maria looked very flustered, and while apologizing for the distraction she had just had, she took out a handkerchief from her arms.

A handkerchief that is pure white, clean, and even has silver patterns in the corners, giving people an incomparably holy handkerchief.

The nun was drenched in the rain.

But the handkerchief in his arms did not show any signs of being stained with rain, although Liao Ji was a little strange, but he could also see that this handkerchief was probably very important, so it was better protected, and he didn't ask much.

He hovered his fingers on the top of the handkerchief, and after squeezing it vigorously a few times, the bright red blood droplets fell vertically, and quickly dyed the pure white handkerchief below in the center.

Boom...

Maria's throat moved quietly.

In the boots under her feet, ten toes were already firmly grasping the ground, as if in this way, to endure some great stimulation.

A drop... Two drops... Five drops...

"Enough... Enough sir! ”

Maria used a voice that raised a few decibels to stop Liao Ji, she was afraid that even if the young man dropped more, she would not be able to bear it, and now these five drops of blood were already the limit for her.

"And what's next..."

"Leave it to me, you, wait a minute." Maria seemed to be in a more anxious hurry than Liao Ji.

From the nun's hand, a little holy light began to bloom, wrapping all the medium items, and then Maria closed her eyes, as if she had entered a state of divination.

The whole process was much faster than Liao Ji imagined.

I'm afraid it took less than half a minute?

When the light faded, revealing a large gasp, the hair on her forehead was sticky with sweat, and her chest rose and fell violently, although the time was short, but Maria's appearance seemed to be very consumed.

She was so shaky that she couldn't even stand still, and she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Liao Ji next to him was quick and helped Maria, but unfortunately the nun didn't even seem to have the strength to stand up straight, so she could only fall softly into the young man's arms.

"I found... Her in the church... Ground floor... I saw a lot around her... Dangerous monsters... She... She hid... In a safe corner... Not been... The monsters have discovered..."

"But... Her state... Very poor... She doesn't want to... Turning into a monster too... She's still resisting... Can't be... Stimulus..."

"And... In the very center of the underground... Two floating... Crest... Maroon fog... Suffuse... To weaken them first... Just... talents..."

Maria said that the last voice became smaller and smaller, and the back was even more directly tilted and fainted in Liao Ji's arms.

This made the young man suddenly a little big.

Why is there another "lying"?

He didn't suspect that Maria had the ingredients to pretend.

After all, you said that you can pretend to have a tired and weak expression, but the physiological panting and paralysis are too difficult to pretend.

What's more, the object of Maria's divination also involves the level of the "Emperor's Relic", which is indeed a bit out of step for people five hundred years later.

The mind returned to the divination results of the nun just now.

From Maria's mouth, "church", "underground", "monster", and even keywords such as "heraldry" came out, so that Liao Ji had no reason to doubt the authenticity of the other party's "divination" ability.

According to the information given by the nun, although there are intermittent and many ambiguities, Liao Ji can probably still summarize a lot.

First of all, it seems that the biggest danger to Irene's mother at the moment is not from the outside world, but herself.

If it is similar to the factory in Kaleva, the underground space of the church should also be like a large petri dish, if you rashly break into it, referring to the violent reaction of the [Doom Essentia] in the factory at that time, it is estimated that a large amount of turbidity will be released in an instant, causing the environment in the "petri dish" to change suddenly.

And Irene's mother was on the verge of going berserk, and if she was suddenly stimulated by such a strong stimulus, she might mutate directly, which should be why Maria stopped herself, the so-called "unfortunate future".

Well...

This is indeed something he did not think through.

It seems that the way to deal with it is either that he doesn't end up in person, or, like Maria's last sentence, find a way to weaken it, so that the "relic" doesn't get so excited about himself.

But either way, there will definitely be no drama tonight, and I can only wait until the next day, Irene and Maria, wake up.

Case...

Call!

Liao Ji, who breathed a long breath, once he relaxed, sleepiness began to surge, he was not a superman, who would have thought that half a day ago, he was still sitting in front of the computer screen in the dead house, but half a day later, he became the focus of the whirlpool in the black hole.

After some tossing, the time was almost three o'clock in the morning, and since he decided not to act, he seized the time to rest.

Sleep!

Liao Ji carried Maria, who had fainted in his arms, to Irene's room, threw the little nun on the bed, took off her boots and coat, covered the quilt, and closed the door and left.

It is worth mentioning that even the nun who had fallen asleep was still holding on to his clothes, and Liao Ji tried several times before he finally got Maria down.

As for Liao Ji himself, he hesitated whether to go to Irene's mother, that is, Nolan's room, but after thinking about it, he finally chose to find a blanket and spend the night on the broken sofa in the living room.

Finally, at three o'clock in the morning, the room returned to the darkness and silence it should have.

If I had to say, all that was left was the sound of the rain outside the window, and it seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, because only in this way could some strange sounds be masked under the sound of the rain.

Inside Irene's room.

It should have been covered with a quilt, only a small head was exposed, and Maria, who was asleep, sat up straight at the moment.

In fact, Liao Ji is right.

Expressions of exhaustion and weakness can indeed be pretended, and now the nun's face is completely devoid of these, but panting and paralyzing...

"Huh... Lord Ash... Help me... Change of clothes... Lord Ash... Whew..."

Cornelian... Sxiutia gasped.

She recalled that the young man's hand had just crossed her body, helping her take off her boots and coat, and there would inevitably be some skin contact in between, and Lord Ash was still so gentle... Sthetia couldn't imagine how much willpower it had taken her to keep her asleep.

In fact, the next part is not in Sthetia's plan, because it is more risky, but... She couldn't help it.

From the time she and Lord Ash hit the same umbrella, from the time Lord Ash picked her up, from Lord Ash to change her clothes, cover her with a quilt, from...

She wanted to do this from the time Lord Ash bit her fingers and dripped blood on her handkerchief.

Carefully taking out a blood-stained handkerchief from her bosom, the nun in the darkness stretched out the tip of her small tongue and gently licked the blush on the holy handkerchief as if she had tasted the forbidden fruit.

However, this alone was not enough for Sthetia, and she quickly put the entire handkerchief on her face, aiming the blood at the tip of her white nose.

Sxiutia took a deep breath and came to her nose, the mellow fragrance of the emperor's blood made her indulge, and an incomparable sense of stimulation rushed to her mind, in this world, there should be no better "catalyst" than this.

She buried her head deep in her handkerchief, and the nun's body writhed, and at the same time her mouth let out something vague like confession, like something else...

"I'm sorry.. Lord Ash... Forgive Sythea... Forgive me... So blasphemous... But... I really..."

"No... No, no... It's Lord Ash, you don't wait for Sthetia first, it's you... gave the contract to someone else..."

"It's compensation... It's you who want to compensate Sthetia..."

Sxiutia seems to understand a little, those "them" who were shameless five hundred years ago, using the equipment that was originally hers and was originally given to her by Lord Ash!

Because of this feeling of snatching someone else's stuff... It's really addictive... Even if it's sinful... The unforgivable...

The cloudy red mist had somehow spread, turning Irene's bedroom into a cloud of smoke.

Under the maroon light and shadow, it was full of an eerie hazy feeling, and Scitia lying on the bed, in the nun's eyes, was already filled with madness and hunger.

"Tonight, let's use this—" she muttered to herself, clutching her blood-stained handkerchief.

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In order to save everyone some traffic, I specially deleted the last one or two thousand words, he really, I cried to death!

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