In the corner of the wall of the living room on the first floor, the phantom-like Forsi walked out from there. Before her body returned to normal, she saw her friend Xio already sitting on the sofa. She looked at herself helplessly and pointed to the door:
"Forsi, when can you come in through the door?"
"This is the greatest insult to an 'apprentice'!" Forsi put the small suitcase he was carrying at his feet and unbuttoned his thick windbreaker, "Also, why did you come back so early today?"
Wearing pajamas, hugging the sofa pillow, and huddled in the sofa, the corner of Xio's mouth twitched unconsciously.
"I have a new mission, and I will go home directly after finishing it."
As the leader of the team, she still has some power.
"Oh? New mission?" Forsi's eyes lit up, and he quickly took a few steps forward and sat next to Xio, "Can you tell me about it?"
Originally, she wanted to earn the difference by reselling extraordinary materials with the Abraham family in the Tarot Society, but recently, she found that there were not many opportunities, especially since she could rarely contact her teacher Dorian. But fortunately she
The royalties for the second part of "Stormhouse" have already been paid, which is higher than the first part, so I'm not in a hurry.
But now I have to start preparing materials for my next novel. As for when to start writing, it depends on when I am short of money.
"Um……"
Xio scratched his messy yellow hair, hesitated for a moment and then said:
"We need to pay close attention to the movements and performance of the vampires."
This mission itself is very strange. Vampires and humans have been coexisting peacefully for hundreds of years or even longer. Now that there is such a mission suddenly, there must be something wrong. What's more, when the mission was issued, even the Director of the Military Intelligence Division, Serge
A big shot like Mr. Te has arrived.
"Ah? Vampire?"
Forsi is very familiar with the vampire race. In the writers' writings, this race often has many beautiful images, such as handsomeness, wealth, longevity, aristocratic temperament... and there is also a vampire baron in the Tarot Club - Mr. Moon.
However, in Mr. "Moon", these qualities can be seen, but are less expressed.
"Is there no reason?"
Xio shook his head and guessed:
"However, this task should still be very important. Our director was also there when the task was announced. Later, it seems that other departments also received corresponding tasks."
So, can I sell this information to Mr. "Moon"... As soon as this idea came into her mind, Forsi patted her cheek. With Mr. "Emperor" here, where would it be her turn?
Sell news.
"Oh, by the way, Hugh, are there any members of the Augustus family in MI9?"
After Xio joined MI9 and learned that Mr. "Emperor" was a senior executive of MI9, this question had been weighing on Forsi's mind for a long time, but because of Xio's status, he had not asked it yet.
"How do I know this? Most of the members' names are fake. Who knows?"
Even Xio has her own pseudonym, but she does it more to prevent others from discovering her true identity.
"Top leaders, I mean top leaders!"
"I don't know about that. There are eight deputy directors of MI9 alone, and I have never even met most of them." Xio's little head shook back and forth, looking at Forsi, who was a little disappointed, "You ask
What's the point of this question? Has anyone from MI9 asked you for a horoscope?"
"How is that possible! If there was, I would have run away long ago!"
…
Bridge District, Iron Gate Street, "Brave" Bar.
As the weather gets warmer, there are more and more customers in the bar. With their faces flushed and their throats twitching, they vent their remaining energy and drink wine into their bodies.
Amid the chaos and noise, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy pushed through the crowd and walked to the end of the bar. Even though there was a drunken man with his eyes open and his body dragging, blocking the way, he was struck by the red eyes of the big boy.
Staring, he suddenly woke up and got out of the way.
The big boy wearing a round hat pushed open the door of Card Room No. 1 with a heavy face and saw seven or eight people gathered around the long table, but there were no pokers on the long table and a blank piece of paper was placed in front of each participant.
, it was a mess and I didn’t know what to record. In addition to these, there were pens and dice on the table.
This scene is very familiar to Yin Enzai. He found inspiration from the biography of Emperor Russell and invented a new game.
Several people saw him and immediately shouted:
"Yin En is here, come and help us look at the rules..."
"Yes, yes, someone must have been wrong just now..."
But after seeing Yin En's expression, everyone's voices lowered, and they felt the invisible majesty that filled the chess and card room. One of them boldly asked:
"Yin...uh, do you need us to leave?"
After seeing Yin En nodded, these people did not dare to say anything more. After sorting the things on the table, they immediately left the chess and card room.
After everyone left, Sharon, wearing a small palace hat and a black gothic dress, appeared in the air. Her blue eyes looked at Yin En, who was sitting on the table, but she did not speak.
After taking off the hat on his head, Yin En took out a letter from his pocket:
"The mission of MI9 requires me to pay attention to the recent movements of the vampires."
As a peripheral member of MI9, although he received very few tasks and had no follow-up if he did not complete them, he still enjoyed this state. But until he received the task of contacting a vampire, Yin En...
Realizing that trouble may be coming.
Even though he had not become an Extraordinary for a long time, he had heard of the reputation of vampires or vampires. If not for the fact that the other party said that he had red eyes and was a descendant of the vampires, this was also recognized by Miss Sharon, and he would
I'm sure I'm willing to delay.
But the follow-up process went better than he expected. The vampire... well, it was easier to get in touch with him. After that, Yin En even made a cooperation agreement with Emlyn. The other party provided the medicine and he was responsible for selling it.
Over time, I also made a lot of money.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But what does this task mean now?
You asked me to get involved in the relationship some time ago, and now you want me to monitor the other person?
For Yin En, who has been an orphan since childhood and now lives with a group of children, this method is what he hates the most.
"What do you want to do?" Sharon's voice was illusive and ethereal.
"I……"
Yin En was just about to say that he was going to tell Emlyn about this, but suddenly he realized that his approach to the other party was a mission from MI9, and he lowered his head dejectedly.
Like a ghost, Sharon looked at Yin quietly, waiting for his decision.
A few minutes later, Yin En stretched out his hands and patted his head randomly a few times, raised his head and stared at a pair of red eyes and said:
"No, I have to tell Emlyn about this!"
…
West End, Villa Audra.
Recently, the vampire baron Casimi Audra has been very happy, which can be seen from the frequent banquets he held. The reason for his happiness was not found out by the vampire members attending the banquet, but this did not prevent them from enjoying fresh blood.
.
On the edge of the railing on the second floor, Qasimi, who was wearing a black suit, was holding a cup of scarlet liquid and looking down at his fellow racers below. He took a small sip of the liquid in the cup. Thinking of his grandfather's praise to him before, the corners of his mouth were raised and his eyes were half-open.
He half-opened his eyes, his eyes slightly blurred.
That money was nothing to a vampire baron who was over two hundred years old. What was more important was that his grandfather had promised him the title of viscount. The only thing that surprised him was that Emlyn also received the corresponding reward and entered
The candidate for Viscount has arrived.
Just when Casimi was looking forward to his future as a Viscount and everyone was even more envious of his future, he suddenly discovered that Emlyn had appeared in the ballroom below at some unknown time. What was more important was that he was still wearing the priestly robe of the Earth Mother. He
The dance was instantly disrupted by his arrival, and every vampire member stopped moving and looked at him in surprise and ridicule.
But Emlyn didn't seem to realize this at all. His eyes swept over each of his kin, but he still didn't find Kassimi.
"Emlyn, are you looking for me?"
Qasimi's voice came from the second floor.
Emlyn looked up, the anxiety on his face receding, and then walked around the ballroom and quickly walked up the stairs to the second floor. When he was just about to arrange his clothes, he realized that he was still wearing the brown priest's robe of the Earth Mother.
No wonder they all look at me like this! However, I am saving the vampires, and it is a necessary sacrifice as the savior!
After comforting himself, Emlyn looked at Qasimi walking over, straightened his chest, raised his chin, and prepared to tell the other party the news he had heard.
"What happened?"
Casimi also realized something was wrong. Although Emlyn was also a "freak" among the vampires, he was not so weird.
"Um……"
Emlyn imitated the postures of the Baron and Viscount and lengthened his voice, but was immediately interrupted by Casimi.
"follow me."
Although she didn't know what happened, Casilla, who was afraid of causing panic among the members below, took Emlyn out of the second floor and out of the sight of the members in the banquet hall on the first floor.
…
"What did you say?"
Qasimi couldn't believe her ears.
"MI9 is going to cause trouble for us?"
"Yes, this is the latest news I got!"
Emlyn straightened the wrinkled priest's robe and raised his chin, making Qasimi's eyelids jump when he looked across from him.
Although he was shocked after Yin En informed him of the news, Emlyn was still relatively satisfied after seeing that a vampire baron over two hundred years old did not perform much better than himself.
"Are you sure there's nothing wrong with this message?"
Uh... Emlyn hesitated for a moment, but still nodded bravely.
Although he could see Emlyn's guilty conscience, this matter was no longer something that Qasimi could decide on his own. He hesitated and said:
"Follow me, I need to report this matter to my grandfather first."
"good."
Knowing that it was too late to regret it now, Emlyn puffed out his chest and was about to take a step, but was blocked by an arm.
"Um?"
"You're not planning to wear this to visit my grandfather, are you?" Qasimi warned, holding back the twitching of the corners of his mouth.
"Uh...wait for me."
Emlyn looked at the brown priest's robe on his body and wanted to throw it into the trash can.
…
Five minutes later, Emlyn and Qasimi walked out of the underground passage with the same expression, looked at each other, and then looked away in tacit understanding.
Marquis Nibais Audra's reply was not at all what they expected. The other party just said he knew it and sent them away. He neither doubted the authenticity of the news nor ordered them to respond, or even let them know.
They reduce activity.
This is the magnanimity that only the Marquis has!
This idea came to both of them.
…
Outside the mausoleum at the deepest part of the underground passage, "Full Moon" Olmo, who was tall and thin and looked like only a teenager, was wearing a tuxedo that was almost dragging on the ground. His back was to the closed door, looking at the Earls and Marquises of the vampire race in front of him.
, almost every one of them has deep and dense wrinkles, exuding an aura of decay.
The vampire duke who once followed the ancestor Lilith raised his eyebrows indifferently and said:
"Most of you have been active in the Fourth Age. Don't you know what kind of person William Augustus is? If she has the courage, we can return to Backlund and find the sleeping mausoleum that His Majesty built for us.
Is that so? She doesn’t dare to start a war with us, because that person won’t allow it!”
"Your Excellency, are we just going to wait for MI9 to spy on our people?"
Qasimi's grandfather, Nibais Odra, had wrinkles on his face, and there was no trace of turbidity in his red eyes.
"But this is not the Fourth Age after all. Augustus is the ruler of Loen, and even the three major churches have to join forces to resist them." A younger vampire earl frowned.
"No, since William wants to spy on us, then we have to make the little guys below active, not just let her move!"
"How to be active? Attack humans? This is something we rarely do in the Quaternary Age!"
At this moment, Olmo raised his hand and said in a mellow voice that could hardly be distinguished by his age:
"The Speaker of the Life School, the 'Mercury Snake' is in Backlund. She is now in the restarting stage. The Rose School took this opportunity to reach cooperation with the group of guys in the Life School who believe in the 'Primordial Moon'. I think
She needs our help now."
"Prepare corresponding rewards and let the little guys below freely hunt them. But be careful not to cause too much trouble. Although the Church of the Night has a good relationship with us, it may not favor us on certain issues.
"
"yes."
After these vampire counts and marquises left, "Full Moon" Olmo turned around and looked at the heavy secret door in front of him, with a heavy look on his young face.
If Lord Ornia had completely recovered, then the Blood Clan would not have to be so afraid of William Augustus. But now the Queen only exists with the help of His Majesty's legacy and cannot be used as the Blood Clan's trump card.
And once William realizes this, he probably won't be so concerned about the Church of the Night.