Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

"It turns out that patience can often lead to better results."

"Charlie Lake's family has a maid from the Pas River Valley, who is also a member of the Rose School.

"Also, in the two houses across from Lake's Bookstore, there live a widow and an alcoholic man respectively. They are followers of the Bound God. What you need to do is to secretly monitor these three people while we deal with Charlie Lake, and through the transmission of information, lock on to the person in charge of the Rose School in Backlund.

"Of course, we will definitely give Charlie Lake some opportunities to call for help or send a signal."

Maric looked out the window again and said.

"I understand."

Emlyn nodded slightly, then turned his head to look at the cloudy sky without the red moon, and turned the ring inlaid with a dark blue gem on his left ring finger.

This is the "Rose Oath" ring, which allows Count Mistral to share his sight, hearing and smell.

What Emlyn knew would naturally be known to other vampires who were not present. He had originally thought that he, the viscount of the vampire clan, would need to demonstrate some non-magical abilities to show off his vampire muscles, but who knew that he only needed to stand there without even saying a word, which made Emlyn feel a little frustrated.

How could he, the dignified Viscount of the vampire clan, actually become a tool?

He is not even qualified to be directly involved in the clan's affairs as he is less than a demigod. How can he fulfill his responsibility as the savior of the blood clan in his current state?

"Arrogant, childish, naive..."

Emlyn recalled the earl's evaluation of himself.

He didn't dare to retort openly, but he kept recalling in his mind the experience of being summoned by the Duke to report privately.

Because he asked Miss Justice to hypnotize him, Emlyn was not worried about leaking something that shouldn't be leaked, so he secretly mocked in his heart, "The Duke summoned me alone, did He summon you? He didn't!"

Although you are an earl now, you will only be an earl in the future, or a marquis at most. I, Emlyn, am the savior appointed by the ancestor. I have the potential to become a marquis and a duke in the future. I am the man who will shoulder the heavy responsibility of the entire blood clan.

Emlyn thought of this accidentally, and his thoughts were passed on.

"You? You, a disgrace to the blood clan, still want to become a duke?"

"If someone like you can become a duke, I can't imagine how badly our blood race must have suffered."

After Count Mistral heard Emlyn's wishful thinking, he was too lazy to bother with this vampire with a little problem in his brain. If this vampire who liked to hide in the house and play with puppets all day could become a duke, then their vampire clan would definitely face the end. How many people in the entire vampire clan would have to die before Emlyn could become the new duke?

While the two were bickering, the plan against the Rose School did not stop. The "ghost" Maric attacked the owner of Lake's Bookstore. Charlie Lake, with his lofty faith, did not escape immediately. Instead, he passed the news to the maid and the other two members across the street.

The maid used a rather mysterious method to summon a strange face like smoke and passed on the corresponding information. On another street less than 500 meters away from Lake's Bookstore, the vampire Count Mistral monitored the smooth progress of the plan through bats.

"Both pieces of intelligence finally converged here."

Before the Blood Count finished his words, a figure appeared in front of him. She was wearing a dark court dress and her face was as delicate as a doll. It was Sharon.

"A 'puppet'."

Count Mistral nodded slightly, acknowledging Sharon's identity and status.

Sharon didn't look at him, but looked at the second floor of the restaurant and said, "There is a remnant of the feeling of worshipping the 'Mother Tree of Desire'."

“That’s no problem.” Mistral turned in mid-air and nodded towards the area with the thickest darkness. “Lord Nibais, please seal this place off.”

An old and heavy sigh was followed, and a pair of wings covered with dark membranes and emblazoned with countless patterns and symbols suddenly stretched out from the darkness, growing bigger and wider, completely covering the surroundings in two or three seconds.

The restaurant suddenly fell into abnormal darkness, as if it had been moved out of the real world.

Mistral did not hesitate any longer. He took out one transparent glass ball in the shape of an eyeball after another and let it fall from his fingers, into a room on the second floor of the restaurant.

A brilliant white light burst out immediately, and it was as if a "sun" rose in the room, illuminating everything and rapidly melting all the filth, corruption, evil, undeath, and darkness.

However, after the breath of the sun dissipated, nothing could happen.

Mistral was a little confused. He manipulated the darkness to overturn the restaurant. He and Sharon both clearly understood the situation in the target room:

A radio receiver was placed on a square table covered with a tablecloth, with translated telegrams beside it. On the other side of the room, there was an old piano. On top of the piano was a glass of red wine, in which was soaked a flesh-colored, sticky, strange little man.

The rest of the furnishings and arrangements were just like those of a normal home, except for some herbal powders and splashes of essential oil hydrosols.

This gave Sharon, who could directly receive inspiration from the spirit world, a vague idea in her mind:

The people here just left!

Before Sharon, Mistral and Nibais could react, the red wine soaked with the flesh-colored figures began to emit a hazy glow.

The light instantly expanded and became brighter, forming a seemingly huge "red moon" in the room.

This "red moon" exudes a scarlet blood-red glow, and an indescribable spiritual power grows. Life, spirituality, and desire begin to become active, making the area isolated by Nibais's huge wings appear eerie and silent. Even though Sharon is holding an item like the "Crimson Moon Corona", she still feels an extremely strong sense of crisis.

At this time, the vampire Count Mistral saw his stomach swell up little by little, and felt the pulse of life slowly condensing inside, trying to take shape.

At the same time, on the pair of huge bat wings that covered the surroundings and created darkness, dense white hairs grew out, which was extremely terrifying.

Nibais grunted, and a crack appeared in the blockade of the area.

A few streets away, Emlyn White, who was playing with the ring in his hand out of boredom, suddenly shared Mistral's current senses. He was so frightened that he sat up straight with a distorted expression, his stomach churning, and an urge to vomit.

This frightened the Vampire Savior, who had experienced the feeling of being a pregnant woman, so much so that she immediately prayed to Mr. Fool.

When the two vampires, the Earl and the Viscount, who were bickering just now, encountered danger, they were united in heart, sharing the joys and sorrows, which made people admire the unity within the vampires.

Klein's real body was hiding in the shadows outside the restaurant with the help of "Creeping Hunger", but his secret puppet, Qonas Kilger, had already lurked in the darkness created by Nibais. At this moment, under the shining of the illusory "red moon", he was shocked to find that the secret puppets, which were essentially dead people, seemed to have a tendency to reproduce themselves!

And that new life must be the offspring of the "Mother Tree of Desire"!

No way? Again? Klein's face turned bitter when he thought of the "world" that almost made him pregnant above the gray fog.

He manipulated his puppet to pray to the Fool, then hurried to the top of the gray fog, injected the sacred power of the "sun" in the "sky" into the paper angel, and granted it the Angel's Embrace.

With the blessing of the gray fog space, the 'sun' with the ancient sun god's legacy as its core exploded with its due power. A paper angel purified the evil in the puppet, and its originally bulging belly shrank.

Call ~

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and was thinking about how to help Ms. Sharon. Through the perspective of the secret doll, he saw the vitality bursting out from the depths of darkness. It seemed that even the air was as fresh as after the rain. There was a feeling of joy that all things were growing and new life was coming.

All the white hairs on the huge bat wings covering the surroundings fell off, and Count Mistral's slightly bulging belly shrank back. Sharon, who was struggling to hold on with the seal, felt a lot more relaxed. Then, the "red moon" in the restaurant dimmed rapidly, as if someone had sucked away a lot of its brilliance.

Finally, the "red moon" disappeared and everything returned to normal.

"Is this the action taken by the vampire Duke Olmer?"

Klein nodded thoughtfully. He called back his secret doll, but suddenly realized that something was wrong with it. He quickly moved it farther away. Then he felt the doll shouting enthusiastically as if it were alive:

"Praise the fool!"

"Oh, my fool!"

"Praise you, fool!"

The Secret Doll Quinas praised the Fool like a hymnist. Klein's face twitched and he quickly controlled the Secret Doll to cover its mouth, but the excited humming sound still rang out in the dark night.

He shook his head somewhat uncomfortably, feeling something strange. Was this the influence of the sun power in the gray fog space?

Instead of praising the sun, it praises fools?

How come nothing happened when we were above the gray fog?

Klein rubbed his cheeks vigorously to make sure that he had not been subtly influenced to think of "Praise the Fool". He breathed a sigh of relief. The power of the Sun Path praises the fool? Fortunately, the environment was not suitable just now, so he did not try to give Ms. Sharon the "Angel's Embrace".

When Klein thought of how Ms. Sharon, who looked so cold, suddenly began to enthusiastically praise The Fool, he felt a little overwhelmed.

It was a close call, he almost couldn't explain it clearly.

Is the thing Lin Nuo installed on the gray fog so bad? What on earth is he using this "sun" for?

Soon, Klein received news that the plan of the vampires and the Rose School's temperance faction to capture the hedonistic faction had failed.

"This is the end..."

After dry heaving for a while, Emlyn White, who had just experienced the pain of losing his son, muttered to himself in surprise.

He was very lucky. If Mr. Fool had not considered that the power of the Sun Path was not very friendly to the vampires and did not give him a paper angel, he would be dancing with joy and praising the Fool now.

"Is it over?" Hearing his words, Maric on the opposite side was also stunned.

...

"it's over!"

At a certain section of the Tussock River, three Fulgrim dogs were biting an old man with brown skin and sunken eyes that looked like a mummy. His eyes were a light brown, similar to his skin color, and gave off a cold and terrifying feeling, as if he would become perverted in silence.

This Silent Disciple of Sequence Three had never imagined that even after he transformed into a spirit form and tried to leave the underworld through the underworld, he would be dragged out by three dogs that appeared out of nowhere.

There were originally four big dogs, but he defeated one. He did not expect that after being bitten, his mind and spirit body became numb and stiff. He was a saint, but he was bitten and dragged out of the spirit world. How come he had never seen this type of spirit creature before?

"Who are you?"

The saint of the Rose School tried to turn his head with difficulty when he heard the voice, but he soon felt a sharp pain. The bite wound was subjected to a heavier force, and he was suppressed and fell to his knees on the ground.

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

Lin Nuo did not answer the question of the hedonist saint. He did not expect that the blood clan sent an angel, but there was still a problem. Could this be the reason why little Zaratul secretly reported the news? Even the dog of Fugen did not find anything unusual. It could only be a mysterious messenger with a small amount of hidden authority.

Lin Nuo's eyes flickered slightly, and he completed the parasitism directly. He waved his hand gently, and only one of the three Fulgrim dogs was left. It walked to Lin Nuo's feet and lay down, chewing secretly in its mouth. Apparently it couldn't resist taking a bite.

Lin Nuo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the "silent disciple" began to pray at his signal.

Chapter 502: Longing for a Complete Renette

"Son of God who should never have been born, you are the cage that imprisons the curse, the evil that corrodes history."

The parasitized demigod of the Rose School began to pray to the "evil god" Sua as instructed.

His body surface began to turn dark and slimy, as if evil liquid was flowing, an extremely crazy aura spread, and he even got rid of the parasitism of the Time Worm.

Lin Nuo picked up the dog of Fulgrim, stroked its black fur, and allowed the aura of the "Silent Disciple" to become stronger.

After a brief silence, the "Silent Disciple" did not try to escape. Instead, he said in a low and hoarse voice:

"what do you want to do?"

The sound carried with it a strong sense of discomfort that pierced the soul.

It comes from the "divine evil" Suea.

Even if Su'a "descended from the sky", He did not think of escaping because the space here had been blocked long ago.

"This saint's life in exchange for Renette Tinicole's body tissue before her death."

"You should understand that even if you disagree, a Sequence 2 Ancient Evil Creature is equally capable of transforming other high-sequence alien pathways into its own body through rituals."

Lin Nuo looked at the "evil god" and said bluntly.

He knew that what Teacher Renette wanted to get back was her own body, otherwise, by gathering a few saints together and performing a ritual of transformation, she would have gotten the body back long ago.

The consciousness of the "divine evil" Su'a who had descended was silent for a moment.

The body tissue of an angel in exchange for the life of a saint is worth it.

If He doesn't agree, maybe the other party will come to his door next time.

"I need some time to gather everything you want for you."

"The evil god" Su'a said so.

Lin Nuo nodded. The information he knew was that the witch king who believed in the original moon in the Rose School had a palm of teacher Renette in his hand. It would take some time for Sua to collect the information, but he could accept it and was not worried that the Rose School would dare to deny it.

"you..."

The "evil god" Su'a suddenly spoke, and used honorifics.

Lin Nuo looked over curiously, wanting to hear what this "evil god" had to say.

"The mother tree has given me a revelation. We may not be your enemies."

The "divine evil" lowered his head slightly, showing enough respect to the near-god being in front of him.

"Oh?"

Lin Nuo smiled. This was true. If he didn't want to push too hard, the Rose School should have been wiped out long ago.

The Seven Gods just didn't touch the Rose School, but it doesn't mean that the Seven Gods can't touch the Rose School.

Everyone knows that the believers of the Outer Gods will not all die. As long as the oppression and exploitation in this world does not stop, the believers of the Outer Gods will always exist. Keeping the Rose School is actually easier to deal with than breaking it up.

"What did the Mother Tree of Desire call me?"

Lin Nuo looked up at the sky. The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the crimson light scattered.

"You are the Lord of the Spirit World, the King of Time and Space, and the Fallacy of Fate."

The pupils of the "Evil God" trembled slightly, and He seemed to be surprised by the name called by the Mother Tree.

Lord of the spiritual world?