"Mr. Victor, are we going like this?"

Walking out of the basement, the bright sunlight shone on Victor's dark suit, illuminating his calm and waveless face.

"Of course not."

Victor turned back and looked at the staircase in the basement.

"Although they make mistakes, they prefer to pass the blame on others, especially their own kind."

After all, as a kindred race, they weren't too worried that humans would eat them.

"Unless, the other party is not human."

……

As if cornered, the man's body began to deform and twist.

Like a deflated ball, his human shell began to fall off.

Immediately afterward, a mass of black, viscous matter full of twisted shapes was exposed to the ground, emitting a terrifying roar of mud and minced flesh.

The sudden change made the faces of all those present pale, and their eyes widened with horror.

"Blame! It's a monster!! ”

Grunt!

A heavy, foul-smelling roar echoed through the air, sending the inhabitants into tears and their legs weak.

They scrambled to find an exit, trying to escape the place.

But suddenly, they discover that the angry horror creature is not attacking them.

The monster was imprisoned in place, unable to move a single bit.

Suddenly, they noticed.

On the ground of that monster, there was a magic circle woven with blue magic.

It's like a chain that traps it in place.

It couldn't move.

……

"But how do they react when they realize that the monster in front of them is harmless and is the source of their misfortune?"

……

When the residents realized that the monster was imprisoned in the basement and could not move, the initial panic gradually dissipated like smoke.

And when the thick fog dissipated, the anger mixed with excitement and shame almost turned into a raging fire.

"Kill it! Kill it! ”

"That's right! We must kill it! ”

The residents turned back from the iron gates, and without hesitation, they took down a handful of torture instruments from the walls of the basement.

Even the chains, as well as the tables and chairs, were all copied up.

Countless torture instruments were weaponized in the hands of the inhabitants, and they attacked the immobile monster in unison.

……

"Eventually, when they get rid of the monster, everyone will be relieved."

Victor clenched his cane, the brutal clash of flesh in the basement echoing in his ears.

He said indifferently:

"They will feel relieved and feel that they have cleared their previous wrongs."

"There's even a sense of accomplishment in them."

The voices from the head to the bottom gradually subsided, and the corners of Victor's mouth rose slightly.

"Because they're going to feel ......"

……

"We did it! We killed the monster! ”

Residents watched the corpses of the monsters that had been beaten beyond recognition, and some of them even spat in disdain in anger.

"It's this damn monster, it's definitely the one who bewitched us."

"I'll just say how could I think that the lord is a vampire, when the lord is so good to us!"

"That's right! It must be so! ”

In this way, they succeeded in washing away their guilt.

……

And turned into a big fan of Prisis.

Victor said this with a calm smile on his lips.

"Maybe this time, I'll have to thank these believers who blended in with the crowd."

The Yamen exchanged confused glances with each other, clearly not understanding Victor's intentions.

The human mind is too complicated.

Seeing this, Victor lightly admonished them:

"You don't have to dig deeper."

"Just be confident that your lord can rightfully win this territorial battle."

After speaking, Victor elegantly took out his pocket watch, glanced at it casually, and calmly announced:

"Let's go."

"As the main character, it's time to enjoy that wonderful drama."

……

Followed by the female tiger man, Prisis walked to the church of the Church of Plenty.

Church of Plenty, this magnificent cathedral in the heart of Shroughne.

The golden towering building is immensely large and covers a huge area.

Standing in front of the church door, it is difficult to see the scale of the edge at a glance at both sides.

It sparkles in the bright sunlight, and the surrounding land is illuminated with brilliant golden streamers.

It is like a sacred and noble castle that exudes a unique gentleness.

It is surrounded by Gothic colorful glazed windows, and the brilliant different colors exude ghostly brilliance, adding a bit of splendor to this stately building.

Standing in front of this dazzling church, small beads of sweat oozed from Prisis' forehead.

The long walk had made her already pale face glow with a healthy flush.

As a Blood, Prisis had never tasted blood.

Therefore, physical strength is always her shortcoming.

Although she has been practicing martial arts with the female tiger people around her for ten years

But for a martial artist who needs time to precipitate, ten years is really not enough.

There was no way, so as not to disturb the residents who lived normally, she still chose to go on foot.

The effect is also obvious, and the general public rarely pays too much attention to people walking with parasols on the road.

Although Prisis was accompanied by a tiger man.

But in places like Schulburn, which give special protection to the status of subhumans, the inhabitants have long been accustomed to the travel of subhumans.

Covering the umbrella and not being able to see what the head looks like will not attract extra attention.

Which nobleman is traveling with the subhumans.

Today, Prisis left the mansion for the church because Bishop Michaela invited her.

In general, Bishop Michaela is not so formal.

Thinking of the recent chatter among the residents, Prichis took a deep breath and had roughly guessed why.

However, Shulben was a territory left to her by her father, a territory created by her father's life's work.

Prichis would never give it away.

With this determination, she pushed open the golden doors of the church.

Buzz –

A heavy writhing sound rang out from between the doors, and sunlight poured in through the open door.

Sure enough, when I pushed the door open, it was not the nuns who were standing still.

Standing on the west side of the church are a group of familiar noble counts.

At this moment, each of them had cold eyes, and looked in unison in the direction where Prisis was.

Some of the nobles had even pressed the hilt of their swords to their waists, as if they were ready to draw their swords and attack her.

Prisis's gaze swept over each nobleman's face, taking in the meaning in their eyes.

Their eyes are nothing more than saying:

'Get this damn alien out. ’

The tiger man on the side did his duty as a bodyguard well.

She followed behind Prisis, and her fierce tiger eyes burst out with a warning shock, piercing the hearts of these nobles.

Under the coercion of the tigerman's gaze, some counts even lowered their heads out of fear.

Seeing the Tiger Man, some nobles couldn't help but recall the incident of being beaten by the Tiger Man at the auction hall of Wangcheng ten years ago.

However, many more people still stare at Prisis with resentment, completely ignoring the tiger people around her.

The incident ten years ago was simply because they were caught off guard by the raiding subhumans.

What's more, most of the troops at that time were all transferred out, and they were not in the commercial street in the center of the city.

And now the scene is completely different, with so many of their nobles present, everyone is on guard.

In the past ten years, they have also been refining their bodies.

The other party only has a tigress and himself, what is there to be afraid of?

However, Prisis didn't feel that there was anything to be afraid of.

She completely ignored the cold eyes of the nobles and walked straight to the front.

There were three people standing there.

The man on the left, Prisis is somewhat familiar with him.

He was one of the few marquis of the kingdom, Sanchel Bryant.

He had visited Sulburn and was particularly concerned about Sulburn's legal treatment of the Asians.

It seems that today's crusade between nobles was initiated by him.

The woman on the right is also very familiar to Prisis.

She wore a modest and luxurious gown with a white plush shawl over her shoulders.

Holding a little white and pink fox in his arms, he looks very noble.

When she saw Prissis, the woman smiled at her.

Prissis was impressed with the woman.

Although they hadn't seen each other a few times, they would exchange letters on weekdays.

It was a 'relative,' who had the same surname as her, her adoptive father's sister, her 'aunt'.

Leah Clavenna.

Prisis smiled back.

She had known about Leah's arrival for a month, and had lived in a house in Sulburn for a month.

But during this time, the two never met.

Standing in the center of the trio was a nun blindfolded by a black veil.

She was standing on the high platform of the church, showing her position in the church.

The true master of the Church of Plenty, Michaela Aurori.

"Lord Prysis, you're finally here."

The bishop in front of him placed one hand on his chest, bowed slightly to Prisis in respect, and then slowly raised his waist.

Prisis returned the salute with grace, placing her hands on her lower abdomen and bowing slightly politely.

Then she raised her head, looked firmly at Bishop Michaela, and asked:

"The bishop invited me here, what exactly do you want to discuss?"

Michaela had a calm face and replied to the words that had been prepared a long time ago:

"My lord, I am here today as a witness only."

"Miss Leah wants to talk to you about it."

Hearing this, Prisis turned slowly and turned her gaze to Leah on the side.

Leah chuckled, and then said to her in front of all the nobles:

"My brother said that after all, you are only his adopted daughter, so he specially instructed me."

"When you're old enough to block it, I'll be able to give you back the Shuer's power."

Prichis looked unchanged, as if she had been prepared for this.

Lia stroked the fox's soft fur and continued:

"From this day forward, Prisis Kravenner."

"Aside from your surname, the Cleviner family will no longer have anything to do with Sauburn."