"Ahhh!!h

Immediately after, the roars of men and the screams of women are drawn into a beautiful and frantic symphony.

"Here we go again. The girl grumbled softly.

No wonder they complain.

The evil music upstairs, let alone a girl, most of the women in all intelligent beings will turn red when they hear such a sound. And the girl just complained, without any other expressions, which was already considered to be profound.

But it's a little wrong, the girl's performance is not so much a high concentration, but an absent-mindedness.

The look on the girl's face at this moment seemed to be nostalgic for some wonderful memory, and a small smile appeared on her cold face.

The priest is still as energetic as ever, and after all the madness of last night, he still has the energy to wake up today, just like that day, the day when he began to be a useful tool for the priest. ’

While the girl sat there reminiscing about something, a voice from far and near interrupted the warlock girl's memory, pulling the wandering girl back to reality, and she stretched out her beautiful and delicate hand, and naturally pulled the veil that was used to cover her face, gently covering her beautiful face.

This is so that the girl's peerless appearance will not cause unnecessary trouble, and Kelliuster wants her to take it.

"Tap~Tap~" The sound in the distance was the sound of horses' hooves. With this sound that disturbed the girl's thoughts, a simple but elegant carriage slowly drove over from a distance.

The quaint carriage was parked outside the church gate. The stop is also just right, not too close to make people feel contemptuous and rude, nor too far away to make people feel humble and weak.

A middle-aged human stepped down from the carriage.

It was a man of about fifty years of age, dressed in a dark blue tuxedo that had been ironed extremely flat, short gray hair that had been smeared with fixing lotion and balm that looked shiny and shiny, meticulously combed back, an ordinary but by no means ugly face, with a smile that neither looked flattering nor arrogant, and stood straight, with a pair of polished black leather boots.

He stood respectfully at the open door of the church, with his left hand on his chest and his right hand on his waist, bowing slightly.

"Nun, is Bishop Kylelius of your church here?"

The etiquette is perfect.

This is a deacon, and a deacon of a great nobleman.

Cheryl's thoughts pulled back from the long sea of memories.

The sound upstairs had stopped at some point.

"I'm a trainee nun here, is there anything I can do for you?"

Cheryl hadn't fully recovered from her senses, and said a formulaic phrase that the donkey's lips were not the horse's mouth.

"Nun, is Bishop Kellius of your church here?" The middle-aged deacon, who did not know whether he was too cultivated or not angry when he saw a beautiful woman, did not feel angry at the girl's rudeness, and repeated the question again in a good-natured manner.

"The priest is upstairs, is there anything that I need to bring him down for you?" asked the deacon.

"No, don't bother the Bishop. The contemptible man just came to hand over an invitation. My master, His Excellency Count Dag Stelle, will have a banquet tomorrow evening at 10 p.m. at the manor outside the city. ”

"I said yes, and I would definitely visit at that time. There was a loud sound from upstairs.

It's just that for the first time, another expression appeared on his face other than calm, and he was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

"That's Father Kyleus. Cheryl received the deacon's puzzled look and explained.

"Then, our master will be waiting for you. The villain just said goodbye, and there was a lot of disturbance. The deacon was slightly relieved to hear that he had promised to be the one who had come this time, he knew that his task was complete, and after making a salute and handing Cheryl a gilded invitation that he had taken out of nowhere, he took it away and turned away.

The wild elf girl watched the carriage leave far away.

After that, he walked slowly up to the second floor.

Outside, it was completely dark, but the lights in the distance were lit up one after another.

And the Warlock Maiden's daily 'exercise' is about to begin.

A painful and disaster-ridden 'exercise'.

But the girl never tired of it.

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Paris is a vampire.

Paris is a noble vampire aristocrat.

In any place on the continent, a blood clan of the viscount level is a noble and powerful person.

Except for one place.

Special District of Angola.

The Angolan Special Administrative Region is an extremely chaotic place, and although there is a council of the Special Administrative Region as the governing body, it is much more chaotic than the rest of the mainland.

Because there are all creatures that worship and believe, confusion and evil.

Noble vampires, irascible werewolves, unscrupulous demon warlocks, witches who do whatever they want, blood elves, bridge trolls, demons who have settled here, and exorcised lichs from other places abound, and at least a third of the leaders of the red-robed mage guild alone have become lichs.

In the eyes of the world, the magicians who can cause the most chaos are the most well-behaved children here.

Of course, there are also some governing bodies, such as the Supreme Council of the Special Administrative Region.

The board of directors has a chairman and nine directors. However, it is not this organization that specifically manages the entire SAR, it is only a nominal body, and the 10 members of the council are all covered by some powerful and influential organizations, but in fact it is just the product of a compromise between various organizations in the SAR.

The League of Witches, the Guild of Red Mages, the Council of the Dead Apostles, the Werewolf Alliance, the Church of the Dead Reaper of Daerdes, and the slightly more secretive Demon Worship Society.

These evil organizations, which are extremely well-known on the entire continent and can stop children from crying, have concentrated their main efforts on this piece of land called "Angola", with a total area of more than 16 million square kilometers.

Therefore, the administrative management of the entire Special Administrative Region is extremely chaotic, and most of the various organizations are similar in strength, and they are all well-known large organizations in the mainland, and they want to exterminate each other if they are not convinced, but no organization has accomplished this feat for thousands of years, even if the human church of the king of hell 'Kaedis' still exists at that time, it has not been able to completely control this land, even if it is nominal.

In this magical land where there are many strong people and legends are worthless, a small vampire viscount is of course nothing, at best, he is only qualified to be cannon fodder, and he is not even qualified to be the chief experimental material of the Red Robe Mage Society.

Paris is a little vampire who was born here.

But fortunately, she has a high-ranking blood relative who is still a little strong, a blood marquis who served as the head of the first section of the "secret covenant" under the intelligence agency of the Dead Apostle Council.

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