Chapter 991 I want to find someone who is not a thing
Yassen's expression suddenly became serious.
His deep eyes frowned slightly, and his lips pursed subconsciously. His arms and palms exerted force at the same time, like a solidified statue.
"What's wrong, Mr. Yasen?"
The man who looked "pale" smiled brightly, and intentionally or unintentionally revealed his sharp teeth that were as sharp as animals: "Did I admit the wrong person?"
Alice suddenly opened her eyes wide.
There was vigilance and astonishment in her eyes, and she had to try her best to use reason to restrain her rattling throat in order to prevent herself from screaming.
--vampire!
As a member of the Hawkeye organization, she certainly has a considerable understanding of the Moon Children group.
However, her own strength is insufficient and her status is too noble. In addition, she just had an incident in the Theocracy not long ago, and now the organization does not dare to arrange for her to do anything risky.
Therefore, until now, Alice has not personally carried out even one mission to assassinate the Moon Child.
And the Moon Child in front of her... just looking at it, Alice could clearly feel an extremely strong sense of oppression.
The intense pressure was like the deep sea, suffocating and dizzy. But she didn't dare to show anything strange at all, or even show that she had recognized the identity of the other party's son of the moon... because ordinary people in Iris should not treat the moon.
The son has too deep understanding.
Even in Iris, the Children of the Moon are still hidden in the dark side of society. For most citizens, "Vampire Death Gotre" is still an urban legend, let alone something that an inexperienced young lady should know.
.
But……
Alice had a feeling that this man was deliberately showing his fangs to tempt her to lose her composure.
——Has he already recognized himself as Hawkeye?
This made Alice feel terrified, as if she were facing an abyss.
Of course she knew how these Children of the Moon would deal with the Hawkeye members they captured - just killing them would be considered the most merciful thing.
After being brutally tortured, most assassins would have their limbs chopped off and turned into "vital blood packs", squeezed into juice and thrown into blood pools, or tortured to death with cruel punishments. Female assassins like her suffered
The torture and humiliation will be several times more than that of men...
At this moment, Yassen reached out, took Alice's hand, and patted the back of her hand affectionately.
The gentle force and the warmth in her palm suddenly woke Alice up.
"...Yes, I am Yasen."
Yassen smiled, but there was no smile on his face.
He pursed his lips and asked slowly and cautiously: "Excuse me... what do you call me sir?"
"Just call me Iben."
"Iben" chuckled and said calmly.
Ibn...
Yasen's heart moved.
Combined with this white robe and the somewhat weird and awkward iris language, he could basically confirm this guy's identity.
...A son of the moon from the ancient kingdom of Parthia? It’s really rare.
After a brief self-introduction, silence returned to the table.
In this kind of atmosphere, if you ask the other party's identity or purpose of coming first, your aura will be at a disadvantage.
The thin vampire with white robes and white hair just smiled, picked up the beer on the table and drank it happily. There was no trace of the elegance or evil of the Moon Child, and he looked more like a barbarian with no etiquette.
Alice stood there, a little uneasy. She felt that she was standing here too conspicuously, but she missed the opportunity to sit down with Yassen just now. She felt that if she sat down suddenly now, she would look a little awkward.
coordination……
The noisy bar at this moment was like a furnace in the depths of purgatory, making her sweat drip from her back. Even the bard playing the lute could not relax her.
But after the two of them calmed down, she clearly heard the bard's voice telling a story:
"The white-robed pope then shouted:
"'Even if it's a meteorite, I can catch it! Sun, go back to its rightful place!'
"Even the fallen sun woke up and became sacred and bright again..."
"hehe……"
Listening to the story, the white-robed vampire suddenly laughed for some reason.
Alice, who is keen, can hear it, it is a sarcastic ridicule.
A feeling of dissatisfaction suddenly arose in her heart - even though she was captured alive by the young human pope, she did not have the slightest resentment towards Aiwass. On the contrary, she respected him quite a bit and believed that the Hawkeye Organization must surrender to the Theocracy.
is the only way out.
Not to mention, that was the hero who defeated Fallen Sky Division and saved the world!
Now that she saw that this vampire dared to be disrespectful to the Pope, her blood suddenly boiled and she couldn't help but said: "Do you have any objections to that Pope...?"
"How come?"
The white-robed vampire just smiled casually and said in a joking tone: "I hope he can conquer the world. Bathing in the light is better than walking in the darkness."
These words seemed a bit inappropriate for a child of the moon... But when "Iben" said this, he glanced at Alice. This made her tremble for a moment, as if the other party had already seen it.
His true identity is the same.
Walking in the darkness...could it be referring to myself?
As expected, Iben then asked casually: "Miss, what do you call me?"
"...Alice."
Alice put her hand on her chest and answered her name truthfully.
"Where's the last name?"
The white-robed vampire smiled: "Do you think...if you tell me your last name, I will know who you are?"
"..."
Alice pursed her lips, feeling increasingly strong pressure.
"So aware."
He said slowly: "Even so, you are not willing to give a false surname... Is this your pride and sense of belonging to your family?
"—Miss Alice de Harcourt?"
Hearing this, Alice was horrified.
She couldn't stop shivering, her legs went weak and she fell down on her seat.
There was an emerald green light flashing fiercely under her pupils, flickering on and off.
She wanted to run away, to leave here. And such thoughts subconsciously activated her ability to adapt to the path, allowing her to enter a state of resonance with the path.
However, Alice knew very well that if she revealed her identity as an adaptor in front of a Moon Child... it would undoubtedly mean death.
As a result, she became more and more frightened and restrained her escape instinct; but the behavior of abandoning her instinct to survive was exactly in line with the principles of adapting to the path, and instead resonated more strongly with the path.
She has always lived in a comfortable environment and cannot resonate with adapting to the path. Now, the understanding of the path she has gained in just a few minutes is even greater than in the past few months...
But Yasen breathed a sigh of relief and seemed inexplicably more relaxed.
"Please stop scaring us."
Yasen raised his eyebrows and said briskly: "Not long after arriving at Iris, he was able to investigate our identities so clearly, and he was able to chat with us leisurely. There must be something... that he wanted to let us know.
Can we help?"
As he said this, he was ready to escape at any moment.
——If his bet is wrong and the other party is indeed the Son of the Moon who received an internal tip to arrest them, then he may be doomed.
Although he is not a local Moon Son... but judging from the pressure, this guy should be a fifth-level "Grand Duke" Moon Son. Even if he is slightly different from Xing Antimony's red-faced one, it won't be much different.
He tried his best and could probably create a chance for the little girl to escape. He didn't dare to bet that he could drag the other party here, but at least if the other party was willing to have fun for a while instead of directly draining all her blood from the air,
At least there is a chance of survival...
But the white-haired Moon Child just grinned, put down the wine glass in his hand, and slowly showed a cruel and evil smile.
"If I remember correctly," Iben lowered his head and picked his nails, and said leisurely, "As a 'Righteous Phantom Thief', Mr. Yassen should not mix with the gangsters, liars, and murderers like Hawkeye who live in the sewers.
Let’s go together?”
He looked at Yassen and then looked at Alice. Just one look was enough to scare Alice to the point of peeing.
"——Or are you just serving as a guest lecturer, giving them a theft course?"
After hearing this, Yasen finally confirmed his thoughts.
The other party really wants to find something to do with me!
He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his body slightly. He narrowed his eyes cautiously and did not answer the question. Instead, he asked directly: "Do you need me to help you get something, Mr. Iben?"
Unconsciously, he replaced "sir" with "sir".
"It's nothing."
Iben smiled and said: "I want you to help me find someone."
"Don't worry, I have enough friends. As long as he is still in Iris, I can find him for you no matter where he is!"
The Phantom Thief said confidently.
"That's good."
Iben smiled gently, which made his thin face look less scary.
But before Yassen could take a breath, the next sentence made him feel suffocated:
"The person I want to find is the famous detective of Avalon - Mr. Sherlock Hermes.
"According to my information, you should know his whereabouts, Your Excellency."
It was gentle, calm, but full of suffocating and oppressive words.