Ni appeared between the young man and the clown. At this time, Ni's body had returned to the shape of a puppy. It ran up to the young man wagging its tail, as if asking for credit.
The young man smiled slightly and said, "Well done, Ni."
"Oh, you are such a cute little dog. You don't mind if I touch you." The clown knelt down and put a friendly hand towards Ni.
However, the next moment, Ni was looking at the clown's extended hand with bared teeth, looking like he might take a bite at any time.
"Well, that's not cute," the clown said.
He stood up and looked directly at the young man, "Then, complete this transaction and seal the white box."
"Naturally." The young man nodded and asked Ni to spit out the sealed box from his mouth. Then, an abyssal relic stained with gastric juice came out of Ni's mouth, with a trace of scarlet and meat foam in the gastric juice.
This made the clown feel disgusted and said: "It's time for your dog to clean his belly."
"Well, it is indeed a sealed white box. It seems that trading with you this time is the right choice." The clown smiled, and then wiped the sealed white box, making a huge item disappear like magic.
"All we need is Mr. Clown to remember our deal and help our clan in the war," the young man said.
"Of course it's no problem. Not only will I take action, I can guarantee that half of the Knights of the Round Table will help. Of course, you only have one chance to take action, so don't waste it." The clown pressed his bowler hat and said.
"Is it just half?" The young man seemed slightly dissatisfied with the result, but still kept a smile on his face.
"Oh, are you dissatisfied with this?" The clown's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous look from the mask.
"I'm just a little sorry." The young man said in a natural tone.
The clown was silent for a moment, and then said in a different tone: "If we want all the Knights of the Round Table to mobilize, there is no other way except Arthur, and Arthur in the past is destined not to appear."
"I have heard of this. It is rumored that except for the first generation of Knights of the Round Table who assisted the King of Knights, all subsequent Knights of the Round Table only serve the royal family and will no longer be loyal to one person. I just don't know the reason. Can Mr. Clown tell me?"
The clown sneered: "The wheels of history are rolling forward, but they are also constantly repeating the past." Having said this, the clown did not intend to explain anything more to the young man.
The young man had a puzzled look on his face, as if he didn't understand.
Only the clown himself knows the meaning of this sentence in his heart. There will only be one Arthur, and that is the famous King Arthur in history. After that, it is impossible for such a king to appear in Britain again, let alone to round the table with them.
The knights appeared together to avoid the recurrence of the 'Battle of Kamlan'.
The clown laughed a few times and said, "Also, I have a little question."
"Um?"
"Since the vampire has the ability to get the white box, why do they need to take the British hand to deal with the same clan?" The clown looked at him, this question must be clarified, otherwise, the clown will think there is a conspiracy.
"If I don't tell Mr. Clown the reason, I'm afraid you won't feel at ease."
"It's possible."
The young man let out a breath, thought for a while and said: "When the civil war breaks out in the blood clan, there will naturally be a winner and a loser, but the winner does not mean that the blood clan wants to damage the foundation of the clan. Sealing the white box can only give things a concept.
, if we choose to win, then what we end up with may be a mutilated vampire clan."
"I wonder if this explanation is reasonable to Mr. Clown?"
The clown thought for a few times. What the young man said was reasonable and reasonable, but it gave people an untrue feeling. It seemed like a beautiful story made up, but no one could find anything wrong with it. As far as he knew, Gange
The Luo clan should be affiliated with the rebels headed by the Lesenbula clan. Their opponent is the blood royal family, the Vanzhuo clan. The winning rate is very low. In this case, why should we give up the white box?
Unless the Gangro clan has defected to the Vandro clan, there is no need to borrow foreign objects to ensure victory. If the white seal box is handed over to the British royal family, there will naturally be no worry about the white seal box being used by the opponent.
"For now, I'll just take it as your explanation." The clown didn't think about these issues in detail, because it was a matter of the vampires and had nothing to do with him.
In any case, the white box has been in his hands, and there is no way to go out again. Although I feel sorry for Mr. Ketloff, he will not know that Ying Lun finally took away the white box, but will blame everything.
To the Vampire Clan, and a behemoth like the Vampire Clan would naturally not care about the hatred of a mere Abyss Collector.
Speaking of collectors, there are quite a few among the vampires, those old monsters of unknown age who always collect various things to add a little spice to their long boring lives.
Of course, the most important thing for the clown to believe in the young man is that the sealed box can only be used once. After use, the sealed box will only become a meaningless white box.
"Now that the sealed box is in the hands of Mr. Clown, I think it's time for me to leave. The Association is looking for Ni's whereabouts. I think taking it back to the vampire clan is the best option," the young man said.
"By the way, by the way, does Mr. Clown have an idea of who will use the white box?" the young man asked casually.
"Don't bother, Mr. Osteni has already given me a good answer." At first glance, this sounds like useless nonsense.
However, when the young man turned around, a smile appeared on his face, which was chilling.
...
Zhuqu and Li Guang had already left the hotel where Esde was staying at this moment. Li Guang was still deep in thought, while Zhuqu was worried about the theft of the sealed white box, and his face was full of sadness.
Now, he was going to go to the owner of the abyss relics, the collector of the abyss, Katelov. Without him, they needed to know about the victim and ask some questions.
This is a difficult life. After all, it was because of their improper handling last night that the sealed box was stolen. Needless to say, Li Guang didn't have any burden in his heart, but Zhuqu was different. At this time, he had
A certain feeling of guilt.
"Hello, Exorcist - Zhuqu, Exorcist - Li Guang, Mr. Katelov has been waiting for you two for more than a while, please come with me." The attendant who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, after seeing the two
said the person at the first moment.
Zhuqu raised his head and glanced at the slightly weird building. His heart couldn't help but twitch. It felt like he was entering a haunted house. Moreover, Zhuqu could clearly feel the noise coming from the building.
An ominous atmosphere.
Yeah, it's the rancid smell of relics from the abyss.
Just as Zhuqu was hesitating whether to change places to meet Mr. Ketloff, a man walked out of the suspicious building.