"You've seen that heretic, haven't you?" Adrian asked.

"Haha, of course." The witch sneered, "Are you scared? Father. ”

Adrian said: "You must not see him again until I am gone, or you should know the fate better than I do." ”

"Are you threatening me?" The witch restlessly stopped the stroking of Sibylla in her hand.

"It's not a threat, it's just a warning." Adrian said: "It's not anyone's turn to be dismissive of me in this land. ”

The witch pondered for a moment, but she didn't say anything, but raised her hand and moved her hat, her eyes fixed on Vincent's end.

"You gave him that weird thing, right?" The witch scoffed, "You have chosen the wrong person, he has no real skills." ”

"Don't worry, he's going to succeed, I've spent a lot of time with him, and I'm sure you won't be disappointed.

After Adrian finished speaking, the talisman that was tightly clutched in Vincent's hand shook slightly, emitting a light blue light, which was extremely dazzling.

The witch saw the astonishing scene ahead and said, "You... Can you control it? ”

"Are you going to stay here and not leave?" Adrian stood in front of the mirror on the fireplace, urging his somewhat dry palms to support his body.

Adrian was about to lose his feet, his body was shaking, he had spent a lot of magic, but the breath in his heart was always in his heart.

He needs to hold on for a few more years, he wants to see Vincent grow, and he really wants Vincent to be able to take charge of himself in the future.

"Dear Father Cavendish, may I negotiate terms with you?" The witch's words began to become deferential.

Adrian directly refused: "I don't want to negotiate any conditions with evil people, you will always go back on your word." ”

"No, that's not my style of doing things." Said the witch.

"You've made a mess of this, you're not qualified at all right now!" Father Cavendish said angrily.

"And what if I hand over the murderer?" The witch said, "He's not with us. ”

Adrian didn't believe the witch's words a little, and he asked, "Really?" ”

He didn't believe that the witch would actually hand over the murderer, and the heretic would never agree to the witch's request, even though it was possible that the witch would come to some kind of agreement with the infidels.

"Of course." The witch continued to stroke Sibylla's hair and said, "You can trust me. ”

"Name your terms." Adrian's tone was much weaker than before.

The witch thought for a moment and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. ”

"Are you kidding me?" Adrian gasped and said, "The day after tomorrow, you let my future heir bring you to me as a guest, and at that time, you should have the conditions in mind." ”

"Maybe." Said the witch.

At this moment, the light on the amulet in Vincent's hand disappeared in an instant, and Adrian's energy was exhausted, and he collapsed on the ground and coughed vigorously.

The black maid on the first floor heard an unusual noise in the living room in the room, and immediately got up and rushed out of the room.

She saw the oil lamp lit near the fireplace, and fearing that Adrian's health was ill, hurried forward, pouting his big ass and supporting him.

"Oh! OMG! The maid exclaimed.

The maid saw the blood next to Adrian and said, "Father, how do you feel?" ”

"Lucia, I don't have anything to do." Adrian wiped his mouth with the cuffs of his dark blue robe and said, "Help me up." ”

"Are you really okay?" With all her strength, Lucia lifted up Adrian, who was very weak, and she saw that his face was very pale, and his lips were bloodless.

Adrian held Lucia's hand tightly, slowly stood up and said, "Don't worry, I need to rest, after resting, I will still be alive." ”

"Father, then I'll help you upstairs to rest." Lucia said.

Adrian said: "Not for now. ”

Lucia asked curiously, "So where are you going?" ”

"Help me walk around the yard." Adrian raised his hand and pointed ahead.

"That's not going to work, the gentleman told us that if we don't take care of it, we'll go back to the slave market." "We don't want to go back there," Lucia said. ”

"Don't worry, I won't let you go back there, and you will serve the new master here in the future." Adrian said reassuring Lucia.

"Is this true?" Lucia said incredulously, "Do we never need to go back to the slave market?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Adrian nodded.

At this point, Lucia's heart was so excited that she was finally out of the nightmarish realm, and she had never been happier than she was today since she had been trafficked to New Orleans.

Although she and Laura are in a different situation, her situation is very bad.

The employers in the slave market disliked the color of her skin, the rough work, and the stupidity of her.

Especially the French aristocracy, spit on her, teased her, and whipped her.

Vincent stared at the amulet in his hand and muttered, "Father Cavendish is gone." ”

"Hey! Where am I going to find you the day after tomorrow? The witch asked.

Vincent came back to his senses and said, "It's still here." ”

"I just can't figure it out." The witch said as she walked down the stairs gradually.

Vincent nervously asked, "What can't you figure out?" ”

"How were you chosen as a successor by the honorable Father Cavendish Priest?" The witch said standing in the shadow of the light.

"I don't know." Vincent shrugged his shoulders and said, "It may be that God has chosen him to deal with people like you." ”

The witch said, "Not really. ”

"What's that?" Vincent asked, confused.

The witch did not answer Vincent's words, but disappeared into the shadows, and even Sibylla disappeared with her.