Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Luo Mi’s sleepiness disappeared in an instant. After opening his eyes, he found that he was still lying on the bed, but there were two black straps firmly fixing him to the bed.
The soft bed on which he had slept comfortably before was being carried slowly forward by several people.
Luo Mi turned his head and found that it was a servant from the cathedral.
The servants had no reaction to Luo Mi’s awakening, they just carried the bed and continued to move forward.
Luo Mi tried to call them a few times, but they still didn’t respond. When he turned the corner, a servant turned his head and Luo Mi saw that the servant’s eyes which had lost focus and his face that was full of mechanical feeling, this frightened him.
But Luo Mi reacted quickly: Isn’t this a sign of being charmed?
Was it Susan? This thought first popped up in Luo Mi’s mind, and then he denied it: Susan’s charm was from the perspective of desire, and the other party would not be so soulless, like a mechanical doll that only obeyed the other party’s orders.
The key point was that these were servants in the cathedral. They usually moved around in the cathedral covered by divine magic array. How could they be bewitched?
Luo Mi stared at one of the servants, his eyes slightly lit up with a hazy light and tried to cover him with his charm.
Then he felt as if his mental power had hit a wall. There was an impact, but not much.
This feeling was also very familiar, it was the same feeling he had when he tried to charm Balk Sheen before.
Luo Mi was stunned, feeling a little unbelievable: “Did they catch the wrong person?”
Instead of catching the vampire Peidi and Archbishop Ellis, why would they catch a little succubus?
This made Luo Mi curious about what Count Sheen wanted to do. He touched the feather hidden in his pocket with great effort and found that it had not disappeared, so he felt relieved.
Since he couldn’t break free anyway, Luo Mi changed his posture, closed his eyes and said to the system: “Call me when we get there.”
[…]
….
When Luo Mi was awakened by the system again, he saw the erotic relief on the ceiling as soon as he opened his eyes.
Balk Sheen, dressed very formally, stood beside his bed and looked at him with a smile: “Sir Lian, how did you sleep?”
Luo Mi yawned, “Not bad…it would be even better without this.”
He propped himself up with his arms, which were tightly bound by the two black straps.
Balk said with a smile: “It’s just some protective measures. When this is over, Sir Lian will be free again.”
Luo Mi blinked, looked around, and found that he was in the love bedroom of the lakeside villa where he had sneaked in before.
Next to him there was also a small bed, and on it was also tied a familiar person: Daisy Durr, Count Sheen’s lover.
However, at this moment, the beautiful half-succubus lady’s cheeks were a little pale due to blood loss, and she seemed to have fallen into a coma.
Luo Mi immediately became concerned: Could this guy be trying to play with flowers? Why did he choose such an important time as the Rose Festival?
As if he could see his thoughts, Balk laughed and said, “Don’t worry, Lord Lian is the messenger of the Black Wing Lord. I dare not go against the Black Wing Lord. This time I just want to borrow Lord Lian’s power.”
Luo Mi’s eyes flickered, and he was inwardly confused, but on the surface he remained calm as he looked at Balk: “Lord Black Wing?”
Balk smiled slightly, and didn’t seem to want to dwell on this issue anymore. He just picked up something that looked like a remote control on the table next to him, pressed the button and said, “Let’s start.”
As he spoke, the church servants standing nearby came over like robots that had been switched on, pushed Daisy’s bed away, and moved Luo Mi’s bed to the corresponding position.
With a “click”, a fluorescent green pattern appeared on the black belt on Luo Mi’s bed.
Afterwards, the floor, walls and ceiling of the entire bedroom gradually lit up fluorescent green, making the entire bedroom look like a huge magic circle!
Luo Mi felt slightly weak. The black belts that bound him seemed to be absorbing his strength, making him feel dizzy and wanting to fall asleep.
Balk Sheen was very satisfied: “The power of a pure-blooded succubus is indeed completely different from that of a human with succubus blood.”
Luo Mi calmed down and said, “What is this, a divine art… No, a magic circle?”
He didn’t expect Balk to answer, but he nodded and said, “Yes, this is the magic circle I obtained at a great cost… Hehe, the people in the Church probably couldn’t imagine that their divine arts are improving, and the magic of the Demon Realm is also improving.”
Seeing that Balk didn’t seem to be planning to keep it secret, Luo Mi asked, “What is the effect of this magic circle? I feel like it’s draining my strength.”
“Yes, the function of this magic circle is to extract the power of the devil, and then adjust and amplify it so that it can be used by another person.” Balk shook the remote control in his hand. “Unfortunately, Daisy’s power is too little. Before Lord Lian showed up, I could only use it occasionally.”
Luo Mi finally understood the real reason why Daisy Durr said that she became drowsy and had symptoms of blood loss when she slept at Balk’s place.
It turned out that it was not because of a vampire, but because of this magic circle?
Now the biggest question in Luo Mi’s mind arose: “What exactly do you want to do?”
Balk laughed again, but did not answer Luo Mi’s doubts. He just said to the remote control: “Come here.”
….
In the dungeon of Reed Cathedral, Peidi was still imprisoned in a cell built with divine magic and magic-suppressing rings.
Considering that Balk Sheen might come to jailbreak or even kill him, Reinhardt personally stood guard at the door of Peidi, eating sunflower seeds while using a calculator, recording some numbers from time to time: “April 29th, the sale price is 3010 gold coins, and after paying taxes, there are still 2408…”
Peidi was very bored and couldn’t help but talk to him: “What are you calculating?”
“My income,” Reinhardt replied without looking up.
Peidi thought of the numbers Reinhardt had just mentioned, and his teeth turned sour: “The Vatican makes so much money?”
He had lived in the Light Realm for so many years. But in order to hide his identity, he could only work as a demon hunter. On the one hand, he could eat food, and on the other hand, he could sell the killed monsters or captured demons for money. With the talent of the vampires, he could not earn more than a few hundred gold coins a year.
Reinhardt raised his head and rubbed his neck: “Are you envious? You can consider joining the Holy See.”
Peidi was almost tempted, but the arrogance of the blood clan prevented him from responding immediately. He waited for a few seconds before asking, “Can blood clan members also join?”
“Of course.” Reinhardt said with a smile, “We really need actual combat training subjects to teach those new recruits.”
Being a punching bag? Peidi expressed his disdain with a spitting sound.
At this time, Peidi heard a voice.
His eyes froze for a moment before slowly unfocusing, and he leaned weakly against the chair. Then his body began to twitch, blood oozed from the corners of his lips and eyes, and his vitality was visibly fading away.
Reinhardt was slightly startled, then he stretched out his hand, and the pure silver wristband decomposed in an instant and reassembled in his palm, turning into a small and exquisite handle.
As the divine power in his body was stimulated, a lightsaber more than one meter long suddenly sprang out in front of the handle!
This was the Silver Knight’s Sword of Holy Light.
Reinhardt approached Peidi, placed the lightsaber against Peidi’s brow, and narrowed his eyes.
A “sizzling” sound came from all directions.
The voice was like a mermaid from the Demonic Sea, carrying with it the power of enchantment and hypnosis, making every knight in the dungeon feel drowsy.
Reinhardt frowned and looked around, and soon found the source of the sound: it actually came from the magical array set up in the dungeon!
——When was the magic circle here tampered with? To what extent has Reed Cathedral been infiltrated?
Various thoughts flashed through Reinhardt’s mind, but at this time Peidi’s condition was already in danger. He had no choice but to raise his lightsaber and stab it into the ground!
“Crack!”
The strange sound stopped, and the magic circle that had been running in the dungeon also stopped, and even the holy light bulb above the head dimmed its light.
Reinhardt seemed to realize something and looked up suddenly.
The vampire who was weak and powerless in the chair just now turned into a bat, broke free from the ineffective divine restraints, and flew out quickly while the knights had not yet recovered from their drowsy state.
If Reinhardt took action now, there was a 70% chance that he would be able to nail the bat directly to the wall.
But he hesitated for a moment and did not take action, thus missing the opportunity.
Watching the bat fly away, Reinhardt’s face was as gloomy as water. He stood up, put away his lightsaber, and ran outside while dialing the communicator to contact Archbishop Ellis.
….
The Rose Festival was at its most lively moment.
Young boys and girls holding roses of different colors formed various teams and danced around the central platform in the square while singing songs composed by musicians in the city of Losa.
To the outside were ordinary civilians, who were also listening to the lively songs and clapping their hands. There was no strange barrier at this moment, and everyone was like rose petals stuck together, relying on each other. There were even bold girls who gave a stranger next to them a kiss as passionate as a red rose, causing the people around them to cheer and applaud.
On the high platform, the young and beautiful Holy Son was floating in the air, surrounded by a circle of translucent bright wings.
The pair of wings of light were gently swaying, infusing the fresh rose petals that had been collected in advance with divine power, and then scattering them to the crowd below, making the entire square look like a rain of light and roses.
This ritual used to be performed by the archbishop and a group of priests through divine magic, but Anos could do it alone, and the effect was better. More people were amazed at such a miracle and subconsciously prayed to the Church and God.
Anos floated in the air, looking down at the world calmly.
Suddenly, his expression froze slightly and he looked towards Sheen Manor.
Then Anos’s gaze fell on the platform – where the nobles and Vatican officials who were watching the ceremony stood.
Balk Sheen was sitting on a soft red velvet chair, smiling and talking to the noble next to him; and the next second, his body exploded silently.
After the explosion, the body had no internal organs or flesh and bones, only dirty blood that was red to somewhat black. Before anyone could react, it quickly shot out in all directions!
The nobles on the platform and the common people below the platform had no reaction to this sudden incident. They didn’t even notice the falling drops of dirty blood, thinking they were just another kind of crimson rose petals.
Anos smelled a strong demonic scent in the dirty blood.
He was not at all panicked. His gloves glowed slightly, and rays of holy light came one after another, surrounding the dirty blood that was splashed on the nobles and civilians, without a drop leaking out.
Anos clenched his fist lightly, and the dirty blood was purified completely.
His brows then furrowed again and he stroked the glove he had just used.
Anos slowly fell from the sky – the magical thing was that as he fell, there was another “Anos” in the sky continuing to maintain the ceremony, but if you looked at it from a close distance, the figure seemed a little illusory, as if it was just a mirror image.
Anos landed on the platform and looked at the positions of Balk Sheen and Archbishop Ellis.
Both spots were empty.
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