Mei Lian put his hand on his forehead and looked at the Hermit card in his hand. He also knew the specific meaning of this card. It was indeed a card that suited him very well.
"Hahaha, how could it be possible? If you join the Tarot Club, you will become my dearest relative and friend."
A "sincere" smile appeared on Mikael's face, but of course it just looked more sincere.
Whether a person is strong depends on whether he has weaknesses and whether he can protect his weaknesses. It is true that Mei Lian is very strong. Even among the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles, he is still among the best in terms of combat power.
, but his weakness is too obvious.
The living should not stop because of the dead, but he did not deceive Mei Lian. He could indeed resurrect Zhu Yue, but that was not necessary.
………
"It is truly an honor for me to be [The Fool]'s beloved relative and friend."
Mei Lian glanced at him, and then continued, "Then what about the magic potion I need that can suppress the urge of Dead Apostles to suck blood?"
"Don't be so impatient."
Michael casually opened the imaginary number pocket, took out a bottle of magic potion, and handed it to Mei Lian.
"Let me explain in advance, although this potion can suppress the blood-sucking impulse of the Dead Apostles, I cannot guarantee whether it will still be effective when placed on the True Ancestor."
"It's okay, as long as it works."
Mei Lian took the potion and carefully looked at the blood-colored viscous liquid inside, which looked like flowing crystal blood diamonds in the sun. He carefully put the potion away, as if he were treating some kind of
Extremely precious and fragile items.
Although to a certain extent, this bottle of potion is indeed precious, it is not an exaggeration to describe the four collections that Mikael selected as priceless.
"By the way, I just have time. Let me help you catch that little mouse. He killed the newcomer of your burial agency. He also preyed on many humans in Fuyuki City. It was a heinous crime."
Mikael said it seemingly unintentionally, but Mei Lian quickly understood what he meant.
Although he hates the newcomer Frost, he has received a gift after all. Unlike those ordinary cannon fodder, he cannot die inexplicably like that.
Although his murderer was right in front of him, Mei Lian was not interested in getting into a fight with Mikael, so he might as well just put the blame on that unlucky guy.
This achieves the achievement of a world where only one scapegoat is injured.
At this time, the blond young man named Renn couldn't help but shudder, and his right eyelid was beating violently, as if something bad was going to happen to him.
"Otherwise, I should make a strategic retreat first?"
He murmured to himself that even his favorite fine blood wine in the goblet no longer smelled good. After the moment of anger passed, the shadow called the burial mechanism once again shrouded his heart.
Before Ren joined the Fools, he was just an ordinary high-ranking Dead Apostle, the kind who was no better than the superiors and more than the inferiors. He once took refuge in the hands of an ancestor of the Dead Apostles, and then the ancestor of the Dead Apostles was buried in the institution.
were captured.
That fierce battle left an indelible mark on his young mind. In his eyes, the unbeatable ancestor of the Dead Apostles was pinned to the ground and rubbed from beginning to end, with no chance of fighting back.
.
"There is no need to fight with the people in the burial agency."
"Yes, yes, I think so too."
At this time, images of angels and demons emerged in Renn's mind, and they were fighting fiercely.
"Isn't he the one who buried the organization? What's so great about it? My current strength has not reached the level of those ancient ancestors of the Dead Apostles. There is no need to fight with them at this stage."
After casually dispelling the angels and demons in his mind, Ren confirmed his thoughts. The current retreat was just for a better future, and he was definitely not afraid of the people who buried the organization.
Now that he thought about it, he immediately started taking action. There was nothing he had to bring with him. He just wanted to take away the pet he had trained. It was a pity that the little girl he met last night, whether as food or a pet,
It's excellent.
He thought to himself, then pushed open the door of the bungalow and almost bumped into people outside.
"It seems that we are quite in time. If we were slower, the little mouse would have escaped."
Ren looked at the two people in front of him, and the blood flowing all over his body seemed to be frozen. Of course he knew who these two people were, or they were not human at all.
Even if that guy who looks like a young boy turns to ashes, he will never forget it. [Crown] Mei Lian Solomon, the twentieth ancestor of the original Dead Apostles and the fifth in the Burial Agency, was the one who solved the problem that he defected to.
The ancestor of the Dead Apostles.
And that smiling, handsome young man with white hair is the latest ancestor of the Dead Apostles who has risen in recent years, Mikael Stefan Animsfia, the current monarch of the Clock Tower. It was he who defeated Mei Lian.
Solomon took the twentieth position among the ancestors of the Dead Apostles.
Neither of these two guys was something he could compete with, but he didn't expect them all to come to his door.
【In this case...】
Although Renn thought a lot, it only happened for a moment. He was not sure of defeating Mei Lian and Mikael, so he could only use self-destruction again.
"No, although I don't mind your self-destruction, it would be bad if you hurt the flowers and plants."
Seemingly seeing through his thoughts, Mikael said leisurely.
"How can it be……"
Ren shouted in panic in his heart, but he could only do this. His body was completely out of his control, even his eyeballs could not move, and the magic power in his body was completely silent.
"Owner!"
The transformed girl rushed forward with a sharp sword in her hand, but she quickly followed in his footsteps, like an insect sealed in amber, unable to move.
"This human being is hopeless."
With just one glance, Mei Lian judged the girl's condition. She was just a controllable defective blood descendant. She didn't even have her own complete consciousness. She was a sad and exquisite doll.
"Then send her to heaven. Your Lord is expert in this kind of thing."
Mikael casually snapped his fingers and turned the girl into ashes.
"That is not my Lord."
Looking at the ashes still glowing with warmth on the ground, Mei Lian frowned slightly and corrected Mikael's statement that his joining the burial agency was just an exchange of interests. Besides, the only god in his heart was Zhu Yue.
"Okay, I understand."
Mikael waved his hand and replied with a perfunctory look. He focused his attention on Renn again. There was something about this guy that interested him.