As soon as Sissel finished the meeting, Lilith contacted him and asked helplessly:

"Why do you want to do this all of a sudden, really, and against my previous identity."

"Rest assured, no matter what, they don't know what makes you anomalous." Sissel comforted Lilith, "Of course, I'm not a scoundrel, I like to exchange for value, maybe, what do you need?" ”

Lilith's eyes lit up, and she quickly revealed the matter, after all, this was a compensation from a pillar, how could he not accept it?

"Hmm...... Let me think about it......" Lilith muttered, "it seems like there's nothing to ...... for a while Can this be in arrears first? ”

"Of course, after all, you are also my ally." Sissel smiled and nodded, "So, tell me about your former subordinate, now one of the three major dukes of the Blood Clan, 'Full Moon' Olmer." ”

Lilith raised her eyebrows, remembering the little blood clan at the beginning, and said:

"What, you're going to Him? Well, he doesn't know that I'm not dead. ”

"After all, he's in Beckland, who is he not looking for? I can't go to the South Pathway or any other country, it's too much trouble, and it's not as intimidating in Rune as Olmo. Sissel explained.

So, Lilith began to reminisce bitterly and stiffly, and slowly described Olmer to Sissel.

……

Beckland, in a gloomy, silver-gray hall.

The figure of "Selene" appeared there, his blood-red eyes reflected on the floor and walls, covered with grass, flowers and grains, and many insects crawling among the dense plants, filled with the joy of life.

At first glance, there is nothing too strange about such a scene, but if you look closely, many places are extremely strange:

There is a cracked mouth on the grass, and fibers fly out of it, catching insects; Flowers use branches and leaves as their hands, picking nectar by themselves; Grains such as wheat are heavy, and occasional cries come from within; There are many types of insects, all of which are different from normal, some have the head of a snake, and some have the face of a bird......

These things flourished further into the center of the hall, where a vigorous tomb was entangled.

"You're here."

A mellow voice with no inaudible age came from the grave, as if it had been expected.

"Quack—la—"

The shrill sound was stretched long, long, and a figure with his hands on his chest slowly rose from the grave.

- "Full Moon" Olmer!

Sissel looked at Him wordlessly, waiting for His full recovery.

Olmer's face was full of excitement, and although he still looked like a handsome, young man with vigor and vigor, his body trembled.

He limped over, and then performed a Second Age Blood ritual to Sissel heavily, and said in a tone trembling with excitement:

"Ancestor, you're finally back!"

The fanatic had been instructed by Lilith long ago.

The corners of Sissel's lips, as Lilith said, also returned the salute and said:

"Long time no see, Olmer."

"Sure enough, the anomaly on the moon before was caused by your recovery!" Olmer said with certainty, "Looks like I can give the order to lift the warning against the moon." ”

"It seems that it has not been easy for you all these years." Sissel suddenly sighed, "After I fell, the glory of the Bloodline was gone......"

Olmer's expression gradually panicked, and he wondered if the words of the "First Ancestor" were accusing him.

Sissel glanced at Him, and knew that He was beginning to think cranky, so he laughed again, and said:

"I'm not blaming you, it's just that time has passed, and I feel embarrassed. However, now that I have returned this time, I will naturally lead the Blood Clan again. ”

"So, you ......" Olmer was about to propose something, but was interrupted by a gesture from Sissel, who said slowly:

"My strength has not fully recovered yet, so I need to be incognito for the time being, and now I am the eighth righteous god - 'Ancient Silver Moon'."

"What, you ......" Olmer was taken aback.

"Don't worry, I've got the consent of the other gods, and I'll be on a mission in Rune."

Sissel gently gave Olmer a reassuring answer, which made Olmer feel the horror of the "Ancestor".

Sissel continued, "So, I need you to believe in this new identity of mine, to be my anchor to stabilize me. Of course, don't tell them that I am their ancestor. ”

"Ancestor, ...... you" Olmer hesitated, but still asked cautiously, "We have always believed in you as the Ancestor......"

"Hehe, those anchors are no longer enough for me. Therefore, I need you to believe in the 'Silver Moon of Eternity', so that I can reap a double anchor. ”

"But...... How is this possible? ”

"Hehe, it's thanks to my allies......" Sissel only mentioned it slightly, without explaining too much, and Olmer didn't ask much.

"Okay." Olmer's face was moved, as if he had seen the glorious future of the Bloodline.

"Also, do you want to come back to my seat? I'm not forcing you. ”

Sissel asked seriously, after all, the number of angels under his seat now could not deter others at all.

Olmer was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly: "Ancestor, it's not that your loyal servant doesn't want to, but my lifespan is about to come to an end." ”

"Well, then, let's live longer."

Sissel smiled and used the power of "time" to turn back time on him more than a thousand years ago in Olmer's surprised and excited gaze.

If it was just an angel who had turned back time, he could still do it now.

"Now, become my 'Angel of Life'."

"Yes!"

……

Emlyn White yawned slowly, his pen pal Sissel Nietin hadn't heard from him in days, and he still felt a little bored among the many dolls.

He sat in front of the window, which had been drawn up with a thick curtain, biting his pen in boredom.

Suddenly, the crisp doorbell rang, interrupting his thoughts.

"Alas, alas! Don't rush, don't rush! Emlyn reluctantly got up and went to open the door.

The door opened, and in front of him was someone he couldn't think of - his pen pal Sissel.

"Huh?!" Emlyn was stunned for a moment and smiled, "Sissel? You're in Beckland? ”

Sissel smiled, looked into Emlyn's gloomy room, and asked:

"Won't you invite me in and sit? Emlyn. ”

The two of them sat down on the sofa in the living room, and Emlyn was about to ask when Sissel was coming, but Sissel spoke first.

"Emlyn, I'm here for you this time." Sissel Road.

Emlyn gave him a strange look and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

He muttered to himself: I haven't asked him to buy any dolls for me recently, or what questions has he asked me......

"You should have a history of the Bloodline in your family, right?" Sissel opened his suitcase, which was full of expensive, delicate dolls, "Well, these are small gifts for you." ”

Emlyn blushed, apparently not wanting to admit his almost obsessive affection for the dolls, and stammered:

"What, what, am I that kind of blood? Hum...... I have a history of the Bloodline here, but only an overview. ”

Sissel smiled dotingly, handed it to Emlyn forcefully, and said:

"I've known you for more than 20 years, I don't know what you like, take it."

Emlyn was stunned for a moment, then laughed back to the hilarious scene when he first met Sissel.

"Okay, okay, I'll just take it. You wait here for a while, I'll go and get that history out......"

Sissel looked at Emlyn's figure in the distance and smiled, because he was also an important anchor for him.