When she woke up, Clary found herself back in the library.

She lay on the sofa, covered with a small blanket... She was now able to speak normally, and she no longer had that unspeakable feeling.

But Boss Asaches is not here.

The sky has completely darkened... It is the most suitable time for vampires to be active.

In the secret room of the library?

Clary subconsciously opened the door to the secret room, and once again came to [D]. The sword that could burn the hands of Boss Asaxes was still inserted into [D]'s body.

Who did it?

Boss Asaxes said that [D] should not be dead yet, maybe as long as he can pull out the sword.

【D】...could it be 【Nagisa】’s classmate?

[Nagisa] Classmate, could it be Mr. Luo?

She has only experienced one page world, and now it is the second. For this little maid of [Rose Mansion], many things are vague and specious.

Even, in the previous book world, she spent more time under the control of Calvin in order to complete the final beast.

While half asleep and half awake, she vaguely understood some information from Calvin's mouth. The information gained from these strange worlds of books seemed to be able to be brought back to the original world.

It is precisely because of this that the great scholar Calvin is so keen on completing the terrifying final beast.

What it becomes here is what it will probably become when we go back...

"That is to say..."

A terrible idea took shape in Clary's mind... If she could return to the City of Freedom, wouldn't Boss Asaxes become a vampire...

"Mr. Azashes is no longer a man who can pray. If he returns as a vampire...his final fate will be to be exiled to a place of sin..."

Vampires, even in the Free City, one of the seven cities that advocate freedom, are heretics that cannot be accepted. Originally, they only existed in documents.

Exile is even Clary's most optimistic... almost delusional idea. In fact, the most likely possibility is how the people of the Free City could be burned at the stake to take over a descendant of a saint's family and become a terrifying heretic vampire.

"We cannot let Mr. Asaches go back...at least, not until he recovers."

However, she didn't know if there was really a way in the world that could restore Boss Asaches.

She doesn’t understand the species of vampires, and the Kingdom of Holy Light will not spread the science about where vampires come from. It is a country of the devout!

A sudden thought made Clary reach out and hold the sword in front of her.

However, a huge force instantly bounced Clary away. Her whole body hit the wall behind her... It was in vain.

After a long time, Clary finally regained her breath.

She left the secret room with a look of frustration on her face. When she opened the door to the library, there was only one maid left outside. A maid she had never seen before.

The maid bowed her head in front of Clary in the most respectful manner, "Lord Clary!"

Adults or something...

Boss Asaches seemed to have said before that she was almost suspiciously equal to his status in the castle.

Clary felt like she was being held in the palm of her hand... After a slight daze, she tentatively asked: "Mr. Azashes, where has he gone?"

"The master is in the main hall. He summoned everyone in the castle." The maid said quickly: "It seems that because Master Nosta died in the dungeon, the murderer may still be hiding in the castle."

"you?"

"The master is worried that Miss Clary will look for him after you wake up, so he left me here to answer your questions." The maid said quickly: "Ms. Clary, please come with me. I will take you there.

Great Hall."

"What do you mean by Mr. Asaches?"

"Um!"

Clary was dull for a moment. Looking at the pale skin color of the maid in front of her, which was almost the same as those of the black-armored warriors, she couldn't help but curiously asked: "You... seem to be a little different from the other maids."

The maid smiled slightly at this time and said: "Because, I am the direct descendant of the master... and I am also a real vampire."

"After, after, after, after...descendants?!!" The little maid of [Rose Mansion] instantly widened her eyes and lost her mind...Wronged?

"It means becoming the master's descendant through the first embrace." The maid blinked at this time, "It's not what you think, Lady Clary... Moreover, I heard that it is difficult for vampires to give birth to offspring.

, Lady Clary, you can work harder."

Big red face.

The little maid of [Rose Mansion] hurriedly walked forward, "The main hall...where is the main hall?"

"This way. You are going in the opposite direction, Lady Clary."

"You...when did you...I mean, first, first embrace..."

"Fifteen years ago, when the [Divine Blessing Church] was defeated."

Fifteen years ago…

Boss Asaxes, this old scumbag!

Clary couldn't help being surprised and said in astonishment: "Fifteen years ago... weren't you earlier than Nosta..."

"Lord Nosta came here only in the third year after I became a vampire." The maid said calmly.

Clary frowned subconsciously and glanced at the maid suspiciously... First of all, she was not sure how much of what the other party said was true, but the other party had no reason to deceive, because as long as she saw Mr. Azashes

, then the lie will be exposed directly.

"You were earlier than Nosta...but why did you?"

"Lord Clary, what are you referring to?"

"Why was Nosta able to secretly control the castle for so long? Could it be that you were also helping Nosta..." Clary subconsciously distanced herself from the other party.

"Secret control?" The maid smiled slightly and said: "Lord Clary, you may have misunderstood. The master is the ruler of [Divine Blessed City]. Without his acquiescence, there would be no so-called secret control."

"You mean..." Clary's heart moved, and she frowned: "This is all Mr. Asaches..."

"I don't know much about the relationship between the master and Lord Nostar." The maid shook her head: "There should be a very special connection between them. This may be the reason why the master has always acquiesced to Lord Nostar's misdeeds.

Of course, Lord Nostar has always been able to satisfy the master's need for knowledge, which should be one of the reasons. In my opinion, Lord Nostar should be a very useful tool for the master...

such as."

Clary said coldly: "But Nosta was punished in the end."

"Because it has no value." The maid said calmly: "Whether it is the master's acquiescence or Lord Nostar's self-righteous control, it is actually just a weak balance. Once the balance is broken... I think the master is not unwilling.

To punish Master Nosta, he may just lack a reason to convince himself."

"Why are you telling me this?" Clary said expressionlessly.

"Because the master said, Lady Clary, you can be equal to him." the maid said slowly.

"What if he didn't say this?" Clary suddenly wanted to know.

The maid smiled slightly, with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes, "Lady Clary, you are asking too many questions."

"What's your name?" Clary took a deep breath and asked.

"Morrigan."

…

…

The hall was quiet, but the atmosphere was desolate. The corpses of more than a dozen impostors were neatly placed.

The muscular man Hercules was being pushed down to his knees on the floor of the hall by several black-armored warriors with a horrified look on his face, "Your Majesty, I really don't know about all this!"

Asaches lowered his head and looked at the strong man below who was more than twice his size.

Physically speaking, Asaches already has a tall appearance.

Hercules is really impressively strong... Such a strong man can easily give people a sense of recklessness, but Asaches does not think so at this time.

"You killed many of my men with silver bullets last night." Mr. Asaches suddenly said.

Hercules' expression changed slightly, and the look of fear on his face became even more intense.

Asaches said calmly: "Many of my subordinates here are obviously dissatisfied with me for not punishing you. Perhaps they have begun to curse me behind my back."

In the main hall, the black-armored warriors suddenly broke out in cold sweat... Damn it, Lord Earl, you can't criticize me like this?

"Anyway, the things in the stronghold you mentioned have also been moved back." Mr. Asaches chuckled, waved his hand and said: "I don't want the manager of the Divine Blessing City street stronghold. So, in order to maintain the relationship,

The relationship between me and my men can only be wronged by you, Mr. Hercules."

Hercules suddenly raised his head... This fucking idea was obviously to cross a bridge and draw a plank, but people do it?

"You're full." Asaches yawned, "If you're hungry, let's start eating. This guy is strong, so he should be worthy enough."

Without saying anything else, the black-armored warriors instantly looked at Hercules with fierce eyes.

Although high-end ingredients such as boys and girls are definitely the most fragrant...but it does not rule out that there are people who prefer Hercules.

After all, some people still like muscles.
To be continued...