Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 991 I want to find someone who is not a thing
Yassen's expression suddenly turned serious.

His deep eyes were slightly wrinkled, and his lips were pursed subconsciously. His arms and palms exerted force at the same time, like a solidified statue.

"What's wrong, Lord Yasin?"

The man who gave people a "pale" feeling smiled brightly, intentionally or unintentionally showing his sharp teeth like a beast: "Did I recognize the wrong person?"

Alice's eyes suddenly widened.

There was vigilance and astonishment in her eyes, and she had to use her reason to control her gurgling throat so as not to scream.

--vampire!
As a member of the Hawkeye organization, she certainly has a certain degree of understanding of the Moon Children community.

However, her own strength was insufficient, her status was too noble, and something had just happened in the Church not long ago, so the organization did 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 Son of the Moon.

And the Child of the Moon in front of her...just by looking at it, Alice could clearly feel an extremely strong sense of oppression.

The strong pressure was like the deep sea, suffocating and dizzy. But she didn't dare to show any abnormality, not even to show that she had recognized the other party's identity as the Son of the Moon... because ordinary people in Iris should not have too deep an understanding of the Son of the Moon.

Even in Iris, the Moon Child is still hidden in the dark side of society. To most citizens, "Vampire Sigotri" is still an urban legend, not something that a young lady who is not well-versed in the world should know.

but……

Alice had the feeling that this man was showing his fangs on purpose to tempt her to lose her composure.

——Could it be that he has recognized me as Hawkeye?

This made Alice feel terrified, as if she was on the edge of an abyss.

Of course, she knew how these Moon Children would deal with the Hawkeye members they captured - killing them was the most merciful option.

Most assassins would be tortured inhumanely, have their limbs cut off to become "blood bags", be squeezed into juice and thrown into a pool of blood, or be tortured to death with cruel punishments. Female assassins like her would suffer several times more torture and humiliation than men...

At this moment, Yassen reached out, took Alice's hand, and patted the back of her hand affectionately.

The moderate force and the warmth of the palm suddenly woke Alice up.

"...Yes, I am Yassen."

Yassen smiled, but there was no trace of smile on his face.

He pursed his lips and asked cautiously, "Excuse me...what is your name, sir?"

"Just call me Eben."

Iben chuckled and said calmly.

Ibn...

Yasen's heart moved.

Combining the white robe and the somewhat strange and awkward language of the iris, he could basically confirm this guy's identity.

...The Moon Child from the ancient Parthian Empire? Really rare.

After a brief self-introduction, silence returned to the table.

In this kind of atmosphere, if you ask about the other person's identity or purpose first, you will be at a disadvantage in terms of aura.

The skinny vampire in white robe and white hair just smiled and took the beer on the table and drank it happily. There was no trace of the elegance and evil of the Moon Child, but he looked like a barbarian without manners.

Alice stood there, feeling a little uneasy. She felt that she was standing there too conspicuously, but she had just missed the opportunity to sit down with Yassen. She felt that if she suddenly sat down now, she would seem a little uncoordinated...

The noisy bar at the moment was like a furnace in the depths of purgatory, making her sweat drip from her back. Even the minstrel playing the lute could not make her relax.

But after the two of them quieted down, she could clearly hear the voice of the bard telling a story:
"Then the white-robed pope cried out:
"'Even if it's a meteorite, I can catch it! Sun, go back to where it belongs!'

"Even the fallen sun came to its senses and became holy and bright again..."

"Ha ha……"

Listening to the story, the white-robed vampire suddenly laughed for some reason.

Alice, who was very perceptive, could tell that it was a sarcastic laugh.

She immediately felt dissatisfied - even though she was captured alive by the young human pope, she did not hate Aiwass at all. Instead, she respected him very much and believed that the only way out for the Hawkeye Organization was to join the Church.

Not to mention, he is the hero who defeated the Fallen Angels and saved the world!
Seeing that this vampire actually dared to disrespect the Pope, she immediately became angry and couldn't help but ask, "Do you have any opinion about the Pope?"

"how come?"

The white-robed vampire just smiled casually and said in a joking tone: "I hope he can conquer the world. It is better to bathe in the light than to walk in the dark."

This statement seemed inappropriate for a child of the moon... But when "Eben" said this, he took a special look at Alice. This made her tremble for a moment, as if the other party had seen through her true identity. Walking in the dark... Could it be referring to herself?

As expected, Ibn then asked casually, "Miss, what's your name?"

"...Alice."

Alice placed her hand on her chest and answered her name truthfully.

"What about the last name?"

The white-robed vampire smiled and said, "Do you think... if you tell me your last name, I will know who you are?"

"..."

Alice pursed her lips, feeling the pressure growing stronger.

“So conscious.”

He said slowly: “Even so, I am not willing to give a false surname…Is this your pride and sense of belonging to your family?

"—Miss Alice de Harcourt?"

Alice was shocked when she heard this.

She couldn't stop shivering, and her legs went weak and she fell into her seat.

There was an emerald green light in her pupils that flickered violently.

She wanted to escape, wanted to leave here. And this thought subconsciously activated her power to adapt to the Tao, allowing her to enter a state of Tao resonance.

However, Alice knew very well that if she revealed her identity as an adapter in front of a Moon Child... it would undoubtedly mean death.

So she became more and more frightened, and restrained her instinct to escape; but this behavior of abandoning her instinct to survive was exactly in line with the principles of adapting to the Tao, and instead resonated with the Tao even more strongly.

Normally, she had always lived in a comfortable environment, and could not resonate with the path of adaptation. Now, the understanding of the path she gained in just a few minutes was even greater than that of several months in the past...

Arsen, on the other hand, heaved a sigh of relief and looked inexplicably more relaxed.

"Please don't scare us."

Yasen raised his eyebrows and said in a light-hearted manner, "You have been here at Iris for a short time, but you have already investigated our identities so clearly, and you are still leisurely chatting with us here. I guess there is something...you want us to help you with?"

As he said this, he was ready to escape at any time.

——If his bet was wrong, and the other party did receive internal intelligence to capture their Son of the Moon, then he would probably be doomed.

Although he is not a local Moon Child... but judging from the pressure, this guy should be a fifth-level "Grand Duke" Moon Child. Even if his appearance is slightly worse than that of Xingti, it is not much different.

He tried his best, and he might be able to give the little girl a chance to escape. He didn't dare to bet that he could drag her here, but at least if she was willing to have fun for a while instead of just draining all her blood from the air, then there was at least a chance of survival...

The white-haired Son of the Moon just grinned, put down the wine glass in his hand, and slowly revealed a cruel, evil and hideous smile.

"If I remember correctly," Iben said leisurely while picking his nails with his head down, "As the 'chivalrous thief', Lord Arsen should not be able to mix with those hooligans, swindlers, and murderers who live in the sewers like Hawkeye, right?"

He looked at Yassen, and then at Alice. Just one look was enough to scare Alice to death.

"——Or are you just a guest lecturer giving them a theft class?"

After hearing this, Yasen finally confirmed his thoughts.

The other party really has something to discuss with me!
He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his body slightly. He narrowed his eyes cautiously and did not answer the question, but asked directly: "Do you need me to help you get something, Lord 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 this with a solemn oath.

"That's good."

Iben smiled gently, which made his thin face look less scary.

But before Yasen could catch his breath, the next sentence made him feel suffocated:
"The person I'm looking for is Mr. Sherlock Hermes, the famous detective in Avalon.

"Based on my intelligence, you should know where he is going, sir."

Those words were gentle and calm, yet full of suffocation and oppression.

(End of this chapter)