I'm not a sister complex!

After sending Butler Isa away, Eros knocked on the door of Vivian's room.

Soon, the door was opened from the inside. The slender and graceful Vivian looked at Eros standing at the door, with a hint of inquiry in her beautiful eyes.

Eros smiled and said, "You won't invite me in?"

Vivian didn't say anything, just turned around and walked into the room. Her meaning was obvious, that is, to let Eros do as he pleases.

Eros followed and closed the door.

The two of them sat down on the sofa together. Vivian looked up at Eros:

"Is something wrong?"

Eros nodded, without hiding anything, and immediately told Vivian in detail the arrangements he and Deacon Isa had made.

Vivian listened very carefully and did not interrupt Eros's story the whole time.

It was not until Eros had finished explaining his plan that she asked her only question in all seriousness.

"Can I not pay you back yet?"

"I want to use the pollutants I harvested during this mission to exchange for a more powerful seal from the church."

Ever since she saw the hunting list, this thought has been in her mind.

The reason is simple: there are too many targets to be killed in this mission, and most of them are pirates with a ship full of subordinates.

At the very least, he is a small leader of a cult organization and has his own subordinates.

She must improve her strength so that she can better deal with the troubles that may arise next.

The Sealed Object is the fastest way to increase one's own strength.

A good seal can play a decisive role at a critical moment.

But unfortunately, she didn't have a seal.

She had had sealed objects before, but later on, because she owed money from stock trading, she had to sell her sealed objects to fill the financial gap.

After that, she had been using the standard firearms distributed free of charge by the police department, and the fixed quota of purification bullets and demon hunting bullets she received every week.

Hearing Vivian's serious tone, Eros was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed:

"Of course. Also, if you don't have enough contribution points when you go to the church to exchange for the seal, you can borrow some from me."

Vivian's beautiful eyes lit up: "Do you have any contribution points left?"

"There are still some!" Eros said vaguely.

After hearing that there were only a few, Vivian was immediately disappointed.

Yes, how old is Conan this year? He probably hasn't worked in the church for long!

How much contribution could he have accumulated in such a short time? I don't think it would be much.

What's more, he had just exchanged a Sequence 5 potion from the church a few months ago.

The contribution required to exchange for a sequence 5 potion is not a small amount. It may have taken Conan's family several generations to accumulate enough.

Not everyone is like me, and the potions can be provided by the teacher.

What Conan mentioned is probably just some.

If Eros knew what Vivian was thinking at this moment, he would probably be in tears.

As the Son of God, would he lack contributions?

But he didn't explain at this moment, he just looked at Vivian and smiled without saying anything.

Vivian frowned because she felt that Conan's gaze towards her was a little strange, as if it was a little cunning.

But when she looked carefully again, the man's expression had returned to normal, without any sign of abnormality, as if she was just dazzled.

Perhaps because they were familiar with each other, Vivian didn't think much about it and just thought that it might be her eyes playing tricks on her.

The two chatted for a while, and then Vivian left her room on the pretext of going to the church's storage room to look at the list of sealed objects and see if there were any suitable sealed objects.

Since Vivian was leaving, Eros naturally couldn't stay in her room.

Eros returned to his room, walked to the balcony, held the railing with both hands, looked into the distance, and thought about the abnormality of the leader of the Black Dog Gang.

I want to figure out what exactly caused the Black Dog Gang leader's style of doing things to change so drastically within a few months.

After all, we are about to confront this gang leader, so it is always good to know more about him.

But unfortunately, due to the lack of key information, he still had no clue even after thinking about it for a long time.

However, because of these unusual behaviors, he became more wary of the leader of the Black Dog Gang.

He would not let down his guard against the enemy just because his strength was enough to crush an ordinary Sequence 5.

Just like what was said in the previous life, when a lion fights a rabbit, it uses all its strength.

In the mysterious world, those who are not careful will not survive long.

Time continued to pass, and in the blink of an eye it was the day when the Black Dog Gang held a sacrificial ceremony.

During these few days, the Reincarnation Church in Maya City searched the abandoned sea pig processing factory several times according to Eros' arrangement, and then left a few people to hide and monitor in secret.

The rest of the people were searching extensively in other places in Maya City, causing quite a stir.

Everything is ready.

That night, in a dark room, a man with a jade foot on his head said excitedly to the man standing in front of him with his back to the window:

"As the gang leader said, the church has arranged for people to guard the abandoned sea pig processing factory."

At the end, the man's tone revealed a hint of mockery.

The man standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back just hummed when he heard the words of his men behind him, and then asked calmly:

“How many people has the church arranged to be on duty?”

"There are three people in total, three of them are Sequence 3!" The man with jade feet on his head did not hesitate at all.

"3 people?" The man standing with his hands behind his back frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

"Boss, we are confident that we can kill those three people in an instant, and we will ensure that they will not leak any information."

"The church would never have thought that we would risk continuing to hold sacrifices in that abandoned sea pig processing factory."

The man with the jade feet on his head became more and more excited as he spoke.

For them, this move is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the church.

You thought we were going to move, eh? No!

You think I'm going to cancel the sacrifice? I'm going to go ahead with it!

What a thrill! He hadn’t felt this kind of excitement in his heart for a long time.

The last time I felt this kind of excitement was when I was having an affair with my extraordinary wife.

The feeling of testing the brink of death and jumping back and forth repeatedly is so addictive.

He strongly agreed with his gang leader's decision to carry out the sacrifice as originally planned.

Cool!

The man standing in front of the window didn't speak, and the atmosphere in the room fell silent for a moment.

The man with the jade feet on his head was a little puzzled. Wasn't the current situation the same as what the gang leader had expected? Why was the gang leader still hesitating?

But he soon gave up thinking because he heard his gang leader speaking.

"Then kill them and bring the blood food in as soon as possible."

"When the time comes, we will immediately begin the sacrifice to please our great god, the Scarlet Lord who rules over flesh and blood."

"Yes!" The man with jade feet on his head responded respectfully and then left the room.

When there was only one person left in the room, the man standing in front of the window glanced at the silver moon gradually moving up in the sky, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Only three people will be left on duty, and most of the others will search throughout the city of Moya."

“Are you so confident that we won’t continue to choose to hold the sacrifice in that abandoned processing plant?”

"Or do you have other arrangements in that abandoned processing plant?"

"Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, any arrangements are useless."

The man chuckled, walked to a door upstairs, and pushed it open.

Inside the room, a handsome young man was leaning on the sofa, holding a glass of blood-red wine in his hand, shaking the glass constantly.

The posture is extremely elegant and contented.