The next day, the Tower of Babel Building welcomed a special guest.
"It's really a rare visitor, Mei Lian."
Mikael looked curiously at the young man in white robes in front of him. In his memory, Mei Lian rarely walked around in his real body, except of course the last time he was chasing him.
"I'm just here to investigate the cause of a certain guy's death, and take care of a certain guy who's been very aggressive lately. Plus, I happened to hear you were here, so I came over for a visit."
Mei Lian held the black tea, took a sip, and then narrowed her eyes, showing a look of enjoyment, looking like a large cat.
"This black tea is much better than last time."
"It's so-so, but you must have other things to do when you come to visit me. After all, there is an old saying in the East that [no one has anything to do without going to the Three Treasures Palace]. I believe that Mr. [Wang Guan] will not be so leisurely as to come to my place to drink tea."
Mikael said leisurely, "The burial mechanism is just like that to him now. If they don't keep messing with him, he doesn't mind letting the Holy Church lose this sharpest knife forever."
But if he really did this, I'm afraid 99% of the magicians would secretly applaud.
"Well, if you take it seriously, it does."
Mei Lian put down the tea cup, stretched out her index finger and tapped her head gently, as if recalling.
"We have a newcomer named Frost. He was last seen on a hunting mission here, and then he disappeared, but there is a high probability that he died."
"Oh, what next."
Mikael was noncommittal about Mei Lian's words, as if he was listening to a stranger telling him an unpleasant story.
"That guy, um... how should I put it, the guys in the church are quite fond of him. After all, he has received the gift of the Lord, and even has the potential to become the pope. However, he just disappeared, and those guys are a bit
Anxious."
"Oh, there is such a thing?"
"I think that guy's disappearance must have something to do with you, Fool."
Mei Lian rolled her eyes. This kind of insincere tone sounded fake at first glance, even if the acting was a little more careful.
"How can it be?!"
Mikael pretended to be surprised and waved his hands repeatedly.
"Don't arbitrarily frame good people. How could I do something to you who buried the organization? Mei Lian, you know me. I like to put peace first, and I usually fight back passively when I am bullied."
"Originally I was just guessing, but seeing your appearance I can be sure."
Mei Lian couldn't help but sigh, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
"decide what?"
"Say, is it really fun for you to act stupid like this?"
"Exactly what does it mean."
Mikael suddenly laughed and returned to his original serious appearance. Then he leaned on the back of the soft sofa and crossed his legs.
"So Mei Lian, do you want to hear the truth or lies?"
"What's the truth?"
"That little guy named Frost was killed by me."
"Then I can already guess what the lie is."
After hearing what Mikael said and confirming the news of Frost's death, Mei Lian fell silent. Mikael would not lie about this kind of thing, because no one would come to trouble him.
"Well, according to the regulations of your burial agency, you should take me back for trial and then seal me up."
Mikael said these cruel things disapprovingly. He still knew that several ancestors of the Dead Apostles were sealed in the burial mechanism, just like the seal designators were soaked in formalin by the clock tower, and even
It's even worse.
"Theoretically, it is true, but I don't want to involve myself in it."
Mei Lian said lazily, then reached out and picked up a piece of delicate snack and stuffed it into her mouth. The solemn air disappeared instantly, and the happy atmosphere between the two returned to that kind.
He himself is not a die-hard loyalist of the Holy Church. The purpose of joining the burial organization is just to get close to the secret treasure sealed by the Holy Church. There is no need to put in so much effort.
"Besides, that guy, I didn't like him very much at first. After all, you know that the church has adopted many orphans who have lost their loved ones because of the Dead Apostles."
Mei Lian said vaguely, then took a sip of black tea, and then picked up another snack.
"I have been taught since childhood that both magicians and Dead Apostles deserve death. It is self-evident what they will become when they grow up. Before I received the gift, I had been thinking about killing all the Death Apostles. Having
Gaining power will only cause trouble for people."
"If you look at it this way, I'm helping you solve your problems."
"That's right."
Mei Lian swallowed the snack, then took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, looked into Mikael's eyes seriously, and then continued.
"Of course I'm not coming to you for such a trivial matter, but for something more important."
"Oh - I also want to know something?"
Mikael couldn't help but sit up straight and said half-jokingly,
"It's not like you want to ask me to help kill that guy from Ottenrose. If the price is high enough, I might agree to it. After all, that guy is going crazy thinking about restoring the glory of the Dead Apostles all day long.
.”
"That's not the case. Although I really want to kill that guy Ottenrose, but that's impossible."
Mei Lian shook his head, "I want to make a deal with you. I hope to get the magic potion from you that can suppress the urge of Dead Apostles to suck blood."
"Yeah, okay."
"No need to rush to refuse first, I still have...wait a minute?"
He seemed to realize something, and looked at Mikael dumbfounded, as if he was wondering if he heard correctly.
"You agreed?"
"Of course, why don't you agree? It's useless for me to keep that kind of thing."
Mikael said happily that he did not have the strength to hold on to this potion before, so he had to deny it, but now there is no need for it.
Most of the Dead Apostles are still very wealthy, especially the ancient ancestors of the Dead Apostles and their successors. Potions that can suppress the urge to suck blood will never have to worry about sales.
"Then I hope I can get one in exchange."
Mei Lian said solemnly, a look of solemnity appeared on his face. He had gone to great lengths to get rid of the blood-sucking impulse of the princess in the Millennium City.
"The price is not cheap, what can you trade it for, Mr. Collector."
Mikael specifically pointed out another nickname of Mei Lian. As a collector from all over the world, Mei Lian has many rare treasures, some of which even he would be tempted by. If he doesn’t seize this opportunity, he will
To kill him with a knife would be a shame to my own conscience.
Mei Lian shuddered. He felt that Mikael's gaze suddenly became a little too passionate, just like a hungry wolf staring at a delicious steak.