It was Ms. No. 2 who brought a new piece of information that helped Shafar use his remaining energy.
I am very satisfied with the progress the issue has made.
In the laws of ancient times, are there protection methods similar to those in the world of paintings?
So the painting that the witch said was painted with her mother's blood was also the object of blessing from the stars?
They mapped out that shelter, but they themselves perished in the collapse of time, and may still be wandering in the mist.
In addition, drawing the world in the painting requires the Star Law and the blood of the witch mother. To a certain extent, does it mean that there is indeed some kind of connection between the Dark Moon and the stars, or that there is some kind of resonance?
Things are looking more and more reasonable.
"Comes from another painting...How come I didn't know there was such a law?"
At this time, Barrie asked thoughtfully.
"Is it because you never go to parties?"
In view of her previous performance, Ms. No. 2 was obviously rude and sarcastic.
"Shafar has made it clear that he doesn't appreciate your style very much, so why would he share this kind of thing with you?"
"That makes sense. It sounds like I have no obligation to avenge him."
It's a pity that this little attack power is obviously not enough for Bari, so she immediately retorted.
"So after your investigation, are there any clues to another painting?"
"Yes, isn't it right in front of you?"
Ms. No. 2 showed no sign of weakness and gestured towards Fu Qian.
"As long as Lord Herbert is willing to answer."
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You haven’t given up yet!
The atmosphere that was originally somewhat relaxed became tense again because of Ms. No. 2’s words.
Of course, I understood that she meant to take down Fu Qian, but no one was in a hurry to agree.
"A bunch of idiots, do you think if you shrink your heads now, he will let you go later?"
Ms. No. 2 made no secret of her disdain for this.
"Why do you think the so-called Dark Moon should be released at this time?"
"Think about what he did after he came out. Has he been targeting the vampires?"
"Why won't what happened to Shafar just happen to you?"
After an exciting speech, seeing a group of people still blinking in their eyes, Ms. No. 2 sneered again and pointed to her feet.
"To put it bluntly, Mr. Herbert is really kind-hearted and doesn't like disputes. Do you want someone to look at you like the group of guys below?"
"He is a nobler race among the stars!"
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The last sentence seemed gentle, but it was very touching. More than one of the Vampires had a stiff expression.
It is obvious that they, who are born with a sense of superiority, are quite uncomfortable with being the object of superiority.
"Today is the best and only opportunity. Killing Shafar will not be without consumption for him, and all of us are here... He even stepped into this room on his own initiative, so there is no need to worry about escaping."
Keenly aware of this, Ms. No. 2 continued to add fuel to the fire.
"Killing him together or turning him into a blood slave is our only choice-"
With an uncontrollable exclamation, her speech came to an abrupt end.
The wings, which were astonishingly long and covered with blood-red veins, were violently torn out from her back, almost covering Fu Qian who was sitting there during the flapping.
No matter how you look at this scene, it looks like she is taking advantage of the speech to launch a sneak attack - if her body didn't retreat crazily at this moment.
Although he suddenly appeared in front of him, this person did not take the opportunity to launch a violent attack. Instead, he seemed to be running away.
As the vampires looked at this scene, the originally iron-blooded atmosphere softened instantly.
In particular, he noticed that in the face of such provocation, the Dark Moon Apostle who casually killed Shafar did not even change his sitting posture.
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"I'm sorry to interrupt. Mainly because we are pressed for time, and I got a little off topic."
Seeing Ms. No. 2 gliding into the air in one breath and refusing to come down in anger, she finally broke the silence before paying and nodded her head to apologize.
"So what else do you guys want to add?"
The next moment, he turned his eyes around and repeated the question in a kind tone.
Ms. No. 2’s speech just now is still somewhat inflammatory. Although the final effect is not necessarily optimistic, it will undoubtedly affect the efficiency of communication and waste time.
So what I did before paying was very simple, I used the thread of concern on the person involved.
Facts have proved that Ms. No. 2, who has been calling for her removal, did not cherish the opportunity when it came.
Most of the time in life, you only get one chance.
At this moment, she no longer has the ability to incite a hunt.
"no yet?"
The potential conflict was easily eliminated. Seeing that other people were not too enthusiastic about adding opinions, he shook his head and looked at Bari before paying.
The latter almost had the most relaxed expression in the rotunda, even surprised with a hint of appreciation.
"I thought you would use the same method you used against Shafar."
"Slaughtering is just one way to help the lost lambs, and this is not the purpose of my coming today."
He waved his hand before paying.
"Understood, but unfortunately I have nothing to add. The world has become a little strange since that day."
Barrie sighed and admitted that she had reached her limits.
"The only thing I can promise at the moment is that if you want to leave, I can help you lift your current restrictions."
"It's really getting late, but before that I have a small question, which I'm not obliged to answer."
He didn't refuse the kindness, and he really stood up before paying.
"Why do vampires need to suck blood? Because this is the only way to relieve hunger?"
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I never expected this kind of problem, even Bari's expression was weird for a moment.
"That doesn't mean we're not that picky about our diet."
However, after a slight hesitation, she still chose to answer.
"If you have to tell me the reason, it's delicious...it's like all kinds of desserts dangling around. You don't need to eat them, but the temptation is always there."
"understood."
Without asking any more questions, Fu Qian walked directly to the door.
All eyes were undoubtedly focused on him, but no one jumped out to stop him, and even Ms. No. 2 didn't speak out again.
As expected, the restriction on the door has been lifted, and as he closed it with his backhand, Fu Qian looked at the still quiet corridor in front of him and sighed in his heart.
The red eyes are because they look good, and the blood is because it tastes good. The origin of the legendary noble and elegant vampire's racial attributes is really messy.
Overall, this trip was quite fruitful, and using the precious time saved, it was time to go on duty.
Otherwise, the generous salary is well deserved.
The next moment, a pair of strange-shaped wings stretched out from under the cloak that was riddled with holes.
He jumped lightly before paying and fell into the deep night.