Chapter 72

"I didn't expect you to be the first to find out the abnormality. I thought that the first thing I found would be the group of rubbish in which the Qiyao mage Association resided or the old stereotypes of the church adjudication organ... "

Wickran's mouth curled up with a strange smile, a look like a snake staring at his prey, which made Sylvie feel cold on his back.

"You are not a general primary mage."

The inexplicable boldness of the other party made SIVI feel numb. Even in the middle of the night forest, facing a large group of miscellaneous fish goblin and the brave goblin, he did not feel this dangerous.

"I think that's what I said, right?" SIVI forced himself to calm down, without any timidity on his face, and said, "who on earth are you and why are you attacking the church?"

"Well, there's still a little time before the stars turn into the designated shape. I'll talk to you a little bit." Wickham looked at Seaver, who was so calm that he sneered: "the dead can't tell anything anyway."

Obviously, his voice was not very loud, but whether it was because of the silence of the cathedral at night or some other reason, Sylvie, who was at least 100 meters away from him, could clearly hear what he was saying.

He didn't answer, but held the dark sky ball in his hand.

Wickham didn't seem to be very satisfied with Seaver's reaction. He sneered and snapped his fingers, and then there were many small shadows flying out of the dark ceiling. With the not so bright moonlight, Seaver managed to discern the outlines of the shadows - nearly a hundred bats the size of their palms.

They glided around silently inside the church, and finally flew to wicklan. What surprised Seaver was that the bats were like drops of water into the sea, and there was an obvious change in the body of wicklan, who seemed to be just a middle-aged mage.

His hair changed from green to nearly dark blue, and red hair was also revealed in the depth of his pupils. His height, which was about 1.7 meters, became a big man with visual inspection of nearly two meters. His robe also turned into a black and red dress. Only the goatee on his chin did not change much.

"Vampire..." Looking at the other party's changes, SIVI can't help but tell the real identity of the other party.

Have you been fighting with vampires lately? Why do you always meet these tough guys.

And different from the half boy in bicker, the strength of this guy has reached the rank of viscount and even count.

"I'll just formally introduce myself again." Wickham seemed to be very pleased with Seaver's surprised look. He shook his cloak behind him with an action full of aristocratic Etiquette: "I'm Wickham K. green. Although human beings have always called us vampires, I prefer the name of night aristocrat."

Different from the first impression that seavy had been given to him, Wickham is now full of elegance, introverted and mysterious. He is obviously a very dangerous role.

I'm afraid he's all fake in front of people. Because of the influence of habitual thinking, a man with a little strength and a lot of fuss is less suspicious than those who are unknown.

"It's incredible that a vampire should come to the Church Are you going to believe in the divine light and start to be vegetarian

Faced with perhaps the strongest enemy of all time, SIVI was incredibly calm. He didn't jump in and he didn't run away - the act of exposing your back completely to a vampire doesn't make any sense except to make you die faster or become a walking corpse.

"The church is a good place." To his surprise, wicklan did not get angry, but seriously answered SIVI's words: "although the people inside are stereotyped and stereotyped, I have to say that their magic circle which can communicate with the heaven is really good."

“…… It's hard to say! " When he heard the other person's wrong answer, a crazy idea came to Seaver's mind.

"Yes, the church's psychic array can communicate not only with the heaven, but also with other planes if properly operated. As a junior magician, you are really good, regardless of courage or thinking ability Seeing that SIVI had guessed his purpose so quickly, wicklan showed a slight admiration: "and your magical magic Elemental magic, the divine magic I used to frame me, and the shadow magic that just summoned that creature. It's the first time I've seen a creature that can use so many types of magic at the same time. "

Originally oneself at that time stealthily uses the magic to also have been discovered by the other party.

Sylvie frowned. "If it had been discovered at that time, why did you pretend to have been taken away by the Vatican?"

If the fact of being a vampire is known to the Vatican, then Wickham will soon enjoy the feeling that he can't live and die.

"Of course, to have an excuse to let the high-level magicians stationed in the pass of Fort lorenzas leave." Wickham replied without hesitation: "it's not easy to get the slackers in the abyss to move. Our initial plan was to remove several other high-level magicians in the name of funeral after the Lord's death, and then use the whole fortress of lorenzas as as a tribute to call out the guySylvie listened to the other party's insincere tone of "tonight's dinner is steak." if he was bold enough to sacrifice the whole fortress, the whole person was so stunned.

"But Sharon Langer's arrival was unexpected, which made our action impossible No matter how fast it was, when Sharon Langer felt it, the local magic array could only complete half of the ceremony at most. So we simply changed the tribute to the city of horadur! Although the level of sacrificial offerings is a little lower, ten times the amount should be able to make up for those deficiencies. "

Wicklan gave a creepy smile: "and the magic circle in the cathedral is much more useful than we drew. Sharon Langer should be entangled in the orc war now and can't come here to save the field. In addition, several senior members of the church have also been promoted to lorenzas. There is no strong man in the whole city. It will be over in one night. "

What a joke! The abyssal serpent is not something that a vampire who can't even be a marquis can control SIVI finally couldn't help but roar out: "I'm afraid its first goal is to eat you!"

"That's the business of our night aristocrats." Wickham sneered again, apparently not going to elaborate on the matter. Instead, he asked Seaver in a bewitching voice, "seriously, I appreciate you, OK? Are you interested in becoming my descendant? "

"Sorry, I'm not interested in being a dog." Sylvie refused without even thinking about it. Then he asked, "isn't that vampire in pike town your descendant?"

"You mean Holman?" Wicklan didn't seem to have much of an impression of the guy: "yes, he's a guy who collects blood for me. After all, as a sacrificial mage, if you always hunt yourself, you will increase the probability of being found. But recently, it seems that it has been discovered and destroyed by the church people. "

"So the last question," continued Seaver, before the other side showed his impatience, "is your green family identity not a fake? So why become a vampire

"Call us night nobles, young men!" At first, wicklan frowned and said something, and then he showed a look as if he was recalling the past: "there is no special reason for me to be a night aristocrat. It's just that as a descendant of the Green family, I fell in love with a common woman..."

Wicklan didn't go on, but Sylvie could have guessed.

The magic families like green attach great importance to the purity of blood. They think that only the purest magic family blood can produce powerful magicians. Therefore, it is very common not only for two families to intermarry, but also for close relatives to marry. On the contrary, they are extremely opposed to the combination of clansmen and civilians, even if they use all kinds of extreme means.

In this world, novels with this theme are not rare. I'm afraid that it is because his lover has been poisoned by his family that he becomes a vampire in a rage, and turns his pure blood, which is extremely noble among human beings, into a dark bloodline that they despise.

"Then I will give you an ultimatum." Like a bat with its wings outstretched, Wickham stirred up his bright red cloak: "do you want to be my descendant for the first time?"

"I'm sorry," seavy took a deep breath, and then looked at him with a serious look. "I refuse."

"That's a pity."

Fight, it's on the trigger.

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