Although the entire Eagle Cape Village has been covered with "amber", it is as if the stars in the sky have been petrified and solidified......

But in fact, time is still passing normally. It's like a smooth roller that has become one after another because of the blockage. Because of this, Ivas and they could not sleep peacefully in their normal place, so they could only wait quietly for the time to return to the early morning and reset it all.

After Merlin's departure, the only uninvited guest left here was Yeats.

Ivas was finally able to talk to Yeats about the past.

They sat on the edge of the swamp, and Lily sat next to them. Sherlock, on the other hand, seemed to have something to tell Haina, so in order to prevent Haina from accidentally forgetting, he took Haina to get the notebook.

The swamp that has drained the "water of the Yellow Spring" is now like a bottomless pit like a funnel.

If you fall from here, you'll be able to go straight to the country of goblins. But neither Ivas nor Yeats had any fear of it.

Evas didn't look back at the werewolf, but said calmly, "You're here for me, Mr. Yeats." ”

This is not a question, but a statement.

"If I'm right, Miss Vivien Mathers is the fairy of the lake, Vivien."

Ivus was already suspicious of the unusually mature girl.

The half-elf girl who had been adopted by Bishop Mathers's sister was picked up in a sloppy way. At that time, Ivas thought that she might be the reincarnation of Vivien, the fairy of the lake, but there was no evidence yet.

But with Yeats as the lubrication of logic, it all makes sense.

Yeats, as a werewolf, loved Vivien deeply. According to the nature of the path of love, Vivien should be the witch who gave Yeats the wolf magic. Vivien needs to collect different kinds of love, and Yeats should be the one that collects the "master-servant love".

Yeats knew Mathers and Jacob, and was a member of a mysterious society called the Golden Dawn – although Ivas had not heard of the name of the society, it was enough to know that there was some connection between them.

Bishop Mathers took Ivus's father, Julio Alexander, as a disciple, apparently because he was friends with Julio's father, Jacob. And Mathers's ability to obtain accurate information about the "Divine Entity" is most likely related to the Golden Dawn. Because the matter itself is directly related to Jacob.

And Jacob and Vivien have maintained a long-standing relationship. In this way, there is an explanation for Yeats's ability to catch Vivien's line.

It is also obviously no coincidence that Vivien specially chose Bishop Mathers's sister as her adoptive mother to stay after her reincarnation.

- It's all connected.

I was already in the game at the very beginning.

Facing the werewolf who didn't respond to him, but just looked up at the yellow moon in a daze, Ivus whispered, "But I think you should have some thoughts of your own.

“…… Not as Vivien's tool and pet, but as a more active position. Even, reversing the master-servant relationship between each other. ”

Hearing Ivus's words, Yeats finally turned around.

He stared at Ivus for a long time before he finally spoke in a low voice, "Did I show a flaw somewhere?" ”

"If you want to say it," Ivas got the answer he wanted, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "then I'm too genius." ”

"It's hard to say whether a genius is a genius or not...... But you do be sharp enough. ”

Yeats slowly turned his head and looked down at the center of the bottomless pit.

His body leaned forward slightly, as if he was leaning down from a high building, making dangerous movements, staring at the fairy cave.

The werewolf let out a deep voice: "Just as sharp as him." ”

"Who?"

"Your grandfather, Jacob."

Yeats replied: "As a 'fraudster,' I have never succeeded in deceiving him. ”

"It's the first time I've seen a fraudster with sound limbs and a complete face."

Ivas said sincerely: "Very rare profession. ”

"You know a lot." Yeats finally laughed.

"Manipulating illusions and illusions, inducing others and seducing the mind. Usually caught in a casino," Ivas whispered, "when caught, it breaks limbs, treats in the wrong way, and twists and grows bones. It also imprints marks on the face that are difficult to remove, telling people that this is a fraudster. ”

"But it didn't work."

Yeats said softly: "For fraudsters, it is easy to make a human skin mask and disguise yourself as someone else. ”

Ivus nodded, "I know." The fools thought it worked, just because the fraudsters seemed to care. The more painful and frightened they became, as if the more they cared, the more people cheered up. But they never thought that the person in front of them was a fraudster who was good at manipulating lies. ”

Speaking of this, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Yeats: "It's like ...... Ling's love for Vivien is average.

"—As a fraudster, can you fool your own heart?"

Hearing this, Yeats was silent for a long time.

“…… Maybe, maybe not. ”

He replied ominously, looking at Ivus, "I thought you would ask me about Mathers." ”

"I can go to Bishop Mathers and ask about that. I think he'd be willing to tell me everything he could say. ”

"And what do you want?"

"I want your 'lies.'"

Evas replied, "The son of the feaster will be drunk with the feast, whether it be blood or wine in the cup." Deception is the law of adaptation to the path, but the youngest of the paths of love, Tenji, also has the principles of honey brewing and psychedelia. ”

Hearing this, Yeats took a deep look at Ivus.

"I can't do it."

He replied simply, generously revealing the essence of his profession: "You may be good at lying, but you don't understand the core of fraudsters. The transcendent of the path of love has only himself in his eyes, and even deception is to deceive himself. ”

"I really can't."

Ivus looked at Lily, "What about her?" ”

"She?"

Yeats looked at Lily, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "My young kindred...... Are you a fraudster too? ”

"I'm a witch."

Lily looked up and replied.

Hearing this, Yeats was stunned: "Witches? ”

He burst out laughing. At first, it was a low, airy laugh, and then it gradually turned into an unbridled laugh. He even laughed straight out of tears.

"Well, witch...... Dog trainers eventually became hunting dogs. It's ironic. ”

Yeats wiped his eyes and sarcastically said, "But a witch can't learn the art of a fraudster." ”

"That's true."

Ivus nodded, "But she's also the successor of the Gray Heavens. ”

"The 'Gray' of Adaptation...... Neither black nor white, neither evil nor good. ”

Yeats muttered, "That's the one." ”

He looked back at Lily, "Then you might be able to learn my craft."

"It's you, Aihuas. I am also half of your elder, so I have to remind you of two sentences...... Are you really so relieved to put a woman who is good at hiding herself, has crazy qualifications, and is good at lying to yourself? ”

The werewolf stood up, craned his back over the two of them, and issued a fluttering warning: "The path of love is the path of the cursed. The deeper you go, the crazier you get...... Look at me, boy. I was once a teenager like you. ”

"Of course I'm relieved."

Without hesitation, Ivas said, "I trust her - she can't do without me." ”

"Hmph. Dogs that have been domesticated. ”

As early as when Ivas made this request, Yeats knew that he could only get such an answer. So he just sneered, "It's better to be like this." ”

He reached out and touched Lily's forehead.

I don't know when.

It seems like it's just an illusion, and it's as if a long time has passed.

By the time Yeats's hand touched Lily's forehead, it had turned into a hideous wolf claw. And Yeats has also become an incomparably terrifying and hideous werewolf - not in the posture of a gray wolf, but a giant wolf standing up from a man.

Its transformation has no special effects or sound at all. It's as if he's been standing here like this from the very beginning.

And its scarlet pupils exuded a well-restrained madness.

"Come on, girl."

The werewolf let out a hoarse and low voice, "Let me see your most bloodthirsty and crazy posture."

"If you want to learn to lie, you must first understand your heart. Only by knowing what is true can we deceive our hearts. ”

Lily's body trembled, as if she was afraid of something.

But soon, she opened her eyes. Revealing the bloodthirsty vertical pupils.

She gasped for more and more irrepressible breath and looked back at Ivus's back. He reached out and put his hand very gently on Ehuas's shoulder from behind.

Ivus turned his head slightly, revealing his slender neck.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Won't you bite down, Lily?"

Ivus's gentle voice rang out.

His voice was clear and soft: "I gave permission, child. Suck my blood. ”

(End of chapter)