As a noble Blood—Emlyn insists on calling herself—today is a dark day! He hadn't had a smooth ride since he had the misfortune to get lost to Harvest Church a few weeks ago.

First Bishop Utravsky, then the obnoxious detective, and finally this evil cultist of the night.

Mistreating beautiful puppet ladies is going to hell!

Emlyn White angrily hammered the stone door and angrily complained about the 'culprit': "Detective Moriarty I curse you to be as lost as I am, and it is better to get lost in the bishop's residence of the Storm Church!" ”

On the other side, Yager calmly patted the dust on his body due to the vibration of the door panel.

"Well, I thank you for the curse on Sherlock's."

If Emlyn's words really come true, he will definitely rush to the Storm Church to see the excitement.

"Let's get straight to the point."

"I would like to know the history of the Bloodline, especially the Quaternary period, and the characteristics of the moon you worship."

"What do you know all this for?" Emlyn suddenly became vigilant, "I tell you, I will not betray the interests of our bloodline, especially the Venerable Moon!" ”

"Oh? Wouldn't it be for the sake of dolls? ”

"It's a pity, I heard that they look very expensive, and they can only be accompanied by the stinky garbage in the trash can in the future, after all, their owners are so dignified"

The indifferent male voice with a teasing tone echoed through the stone door and in the narrow basement, instantly breaking through Emlin's non-existent psychological defense.

"Enough! That's enough! I said——! ”

"I don't know much, and I don't have anything particularly classified!"

"The most important change in the Quaternary Age is that Ornia, the 'Queen of the Blood Moon' who led us out of the dark period, became the wife of the Night Emperor of the Trenthorst Empire, and then brought the blood clan together and became an important supporter of that kingdom."

"At that time, even Augustus of Rune and Einhorn of Fursack had to respectfully address our queen 'Her Majesty'!"

There was pride in his voice, but it quickly turned serious.

"It's a pity that all this was shattered in the 'Battle of the Four Emperors'. The Queen and the Night Emperor have fallen, and the Seven have supported the four nobles of Augustus, Einhorn, Sauron, and Castile to divide up the empire, while we who lack the high positions can only retreat into the mountains. ”

"If you want to know the glory of Her Excellency the 'Blood Moon Queen', I can tell you all about it!"

Emlyn brought up some interest and gushed about it.

But the attention of the listening Yager is not on the strange queen, but on the familiar names of Einhorn and Sauron.

Yes, there was no special attention before......

But as the other two of the three-in-one Medici evil spirits, their backgrounds are also very noble. Maybe that's why they've been able to give a lot of information about the Bloodline before.

If you want to know the specifics, just ask this hot pot evil spirit.

"What about the moon?"

"The words of the moon, the first ancestors have sent down a revelation to us, do not pray to the 'primordial moon'!" Emlyn continued.

"The Bloods who have done this in the past have often had a tragic end," he said, with a tinge of frustration in his voice, "As far as I know, nouns that cannot be mentioned in rituals or prayers include: the moon, the apostle of the moon, the moon god, the red moon, and"

His next words were not listened to by the other person.

The black-haired young man's pupils facing Shimen dilated unconsciously, and the scarlet blood color was fleeting in his dark eyes.

A blurry image suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, as if it were a memory of a long past.

Red Moon ...... And......

A vague tentacle figure under the red moon!

The image flashed and quickly disappeared from memory, like an outdated file that suddenly appeared in a dilapidated computer, and although it could not be opened, it was enough to provide information to the owner.

That's the hunt!

Kill the Moon!

Wait a minute...... No, but when he heard the Moon Apostle, he always felt something resonate with himself, as if it was ......

Himself!

Yager gently covered his vertigo head in confusion, suppressed the clamor of the desire to kill, and rubbed his temples.

"What happened to those who prayed wrong?" His voice was slightly hoarse.

"Huh?" Emlyn was stunned for a moment, "What else...... Most of them are dead and crazy, and that's been it since the Quaternary. ”

"Is it the same with the prayers to the Apostle of the Moon and the Moon God?" The young man at the door continued to ask.

"It's all right."

"Oh no, wait a minute," Emlyn struggled to recall, not noticing that he was honestly beyond imagination, "if it were the Quaternary...... It seems that the earliest one who used the name of the Apostle of the Moon prayed did not have an accident. ”

"So for quite some time, quite a few Bloods tried praying. Sometimes you get strange responses, such as knives, or extraordinary items......"

"Of course, that must be the wrong person to pray for!"

"Suddenly, one day, probably around the Fifth Age, the people who prayed would be tragically out of control, and it would also have a serious impact on the other blood clans around them, and no one would do it anymore."

"According to His Excellency the Duke's guess, it should be because the apostle of the moon, perhaps the servant who followed the primordial moon, has fallen."

"As for the moon god, it should be equivalent to the primordial moon, and those who use the wrong name will die no longer."

Emlyn White concluded with satisfaction.

There was silence on the other side of the stone gate.

Yager's dark eyes stared at the steps in front of him, his thoughts racing wildly in his mind, his fingertips rubbing his palms lightly, as if suppressing some impulse......

For a long time, he silently came up with a string of equations.

Primordial Moon = Luna = Hunt Target!

Apostle of the Moon = Himself = The Man Who Hunts the Moon God = Two Five Boys.

It makes a lot of sense.

As for why the Fifth Age began to call out the Bloodlines of the Apostles of the Moon were all dead, that is also easy to explain.

He's reachable now! How is it possible to respond normally!

Having come to this conclusion, Yager nodded to himself very convincingly.

He turned to look at Bishop Utravsky, who was waiting quietly in the hall, "Can I open the door and have him identify an item for me?" ”

"Don't worry, I'll guarantee that he won't be able to escape."

Behind the stone gate, there was a loud protest of dissatisfaction: "Phew! You think you can control me? I'm a noble bloodline! I can fight two ordinary humans like you! ”

Emlyn's brain circuits curiously did not protest against his behavior, but protested against the other party's underestimation of himself.

Yager pretended not to hear and continued to look at Bishop Utravsky.

In the spotless Harvest Church, the huge priest standing on the high platform nodded majestically.

"No problem. I'll make sure he doesn't hurt. ”

The two tacitly ignored the opinion of a certain blood clan.

Bishop Utravsky pulled out a stone key from his black robes with a harvest pattern and walked slowly to the stone door in the basement.

(End of chapter)