This is My Holy Grail Battle

When Alfonso saw him for the first time, he almost chopped him off with a sword, but after several exchanges, he found that this dead apostle was completely different from other dead apostles.

Can communicate, have will, and will suppress the desire to suck blood.Alfonso once asked the other party's opinion on blood, and the answer he got was that Saler also had the symptoms of 'blood-sucking fever'.It's painful to hold back, but will try to bear it.The smile that showed her front teeth in the sun at that time was much brighter than tonight.

Saler is a standard vagrant, and he can only be active at night.Alfonso looked at the man's wet appearance and couldn't help sighing.The bald head wet by water is really bright enough.

'It looks like he's going to spend the night here. Alfonso thought about stuffing the dry pancake into his mouth, and looked at the dead disciples who were devouring him speechlessly.When he thought that he might have to find the way to cure the dead from this person, he felt unreliable.

Alfonso spread out the document in his hand and took out the documents about the Holy Grail War. He didn't know much about this ceremony yet.It's okay to take a look while you have time.

He didn't entertain Saler in the kitchen, because it wasn't worth hosting a ceremonial dinner for the old fritter.In this way, he sat directly in the living room, using the coffee table as a dining table.

"By the way, Alfonso. I smell the smell of other Dead Apostles." Saler was full, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said kindly: "They gave me an ominous smell. I smell blood..."

"I've already killed two of them. They're sucking blood." Alfonso frowned, looked at him very seriously and said, "Speaking of which, you haven't drank 'blood' for a long time, right?" On the folder.

Not all blood can be sucked by the Dead Apostles, it must be blood that carries magic power and human genes.If the quality of the blood is insufficient, the quantity can also be used to make up.

It's been a long time since I've known Saler, but Alfonso has never smelled blood on him.At first, he thought that Sareer had a way to restrain the blood sucking impulse, but later found out that this guy was resisting with willpower.

"But the human spirit and soul have limits..." Alfonso frowned, and unconsciously regarded Saler as a human being, or even a compatriot.Unlike the other Dead Apostles, Alfonso didn't recognize those guys as human beings.

Alfonso wasn't sure how long Saler could last, and he was also afraid that the man would go to hell.If the blood-sucking fever is not satisfied for a long time, Saler must die.But if Saler is allowed to taste the taste of blood, he will inevitably become addicted.

Saler didn't answer Alfonso's words, and the moment the word "drink blood" fell, the veins in his temples bulged.The teeth were clenched and rattled, as if they were about to be crushed in the next moment.

"I'm a little uncomfortable, and they invited me." Sareer was sitting upright, and these words were squeezed out through his teeth.

"They——are the Dead Apostles?!" Alfonso was surprised. The connections between the Dead Apostles made him smell dangerous.

"Yeah." Sareer nodded his bald head, and the incandescent light flickered on it.

"how do you say."

"I refused."

"And then?" Alfonso continued to ask.

"I just came to your house to grab some food." Saler said, "I'm very hungry, very hungry..." He is eating normal food, and whether these things can really provide him with energy is still unknown.

"So are you okay now?" Alfonso asked with concern: "You look the same as before."

"It's still bearable, I might have to sleep for a while." Saler said: "I've been sleeping all this time, and I feel a lot more in a trance."

"Sleep at my house if you can. No one will disturb me at night." Alfonso pushed open the bedroom door. "It's quiet enough for you to sleep peacefully until dawn."

Although Alfonso lives alone, he often meets compatriots who work with him. He has always prepared rooms and bedding for guests.

"Thank you, you are the best agent I have ever seen." Saler was grateful.

"You're welcome, I'm just helping a human being." Alfonso bit the word human very hard, and he was also afraid of the other party's depravity. At that time, he would become an executioner again.

"By the way, I saw the Dead Apostles in the South District, and I smelled them." Before falling asleep, Saler reminded: "Perhaps you should go somewhere to see." After speaking, he pointed He went to bed outside the window, so sleepy that Saler fell asleep without even waiting for Alfonso's answer.

Quietly, when Sareer was completely asleep, a white dove circled down from the sky and landed on Alfonso's body.This white pigeon is the messenger of the old priest Ramon.

"What about that vampire?"

"The genes haven't collapsed yet." Alfonso replied ambiguously.

Dead Apostles are not always able to live. Ingesting human blood requires not only the energy to survive, but also a little bit of foundation stone to stabilize themselves.Unless they are true ancestors, ordinary dead disciples need human genes to maintain their bodies.But when everything reaches a critical point, the Dead Apostles will naturally collapse.

Research in this area has always been taboo, and it is controversial whether it is the reason of the soul or the body.Alfonso is not an expert in this field, so he has to leave these things to other people in the church.

Sarrell is one of the church's main focus because he doesn't drink blood.Perhaps the mystery of suppressing the infection of the Dead Apostles can be found from him, and then countless compatriots can be saved.Alfonso, like many other agents, no longer wants to stab the knife into the body of his companion.

If there is no heart that loves human beings, which agent will take the risk of going to hell against the teachings and become an executioner?

"Holy One, please have mercy on their sufferings and heal their sins." Drawing a cross on his chest, Alfonso actually prayed for a dead man.But he believes that all beings are equal under God, whether it is a demon or a ghost.

If Sareel is also deemed irredeemable, then Alfonso himself will purify him.

Chapter 006 Master

"Since the king has met him," Hammett Chandler said with a frown as he watched the dark clouds cover the sky on the roof, "let's go back."

"A mere storm makes you afraid?" Archer waved his hand lightly, showing disdain.

It's one thing to be afraid, but another to have an accident.Hammett has been a full-time bounty hunter for two decades.There are all kinds of experiences, and the mystery is no longer mysterious. I have seen too many in this life, including being struck by lightning.

Already seeing the flashing arcs in the clouds, he dared not stay here for too long anyway, "Your servant is terrified. The falling rain will wet your body," he said, "In that way, you will appear in front of your best friends. Looking embarrassed."

Rolling black clouds covered the sky, and at the moment of lightning and thunder, Archer turned his head.

"Like a loyal minister's advice?" Archer Gilgamesh smiled and said, "Tonight's good show has just begun. Besides, the mere rain wants to wet this king's jade body? It's ridiculous."

"Are you sure it's really safe here?" Hammett asked softly, he couldn't resist the falling lightning strike.

"Of course." The rain fell in response, as if hitting an invisible glass dome, and was scattered in all directions. Archer said with great interest: "The night is when the stage begins. If you leave here, wouldn't you miss the performance of those bastards? Although the clown is funny, if it can please the king, it is not in vain. trip."

"Could it be that...you are also interested in those Dead Apostles?" Hammett frowned. He was a contestant hired by the association.It's just that his target is the rebellious tune lawyer 'Marco'.With a clear goal, he is not interested in the Dead Apostle for the time being.

The most active creatures at night are without a doubt the Dead Apostles, which may be the reason why Archer doesn't plan to go back.It's just that he is professional in dealing with magicians, and he has never even met the Dead Apostle, only vaguely heard the name in rumors.

"Interested? Hahahaha" Gilgamesh raised his head and laughed, "Will this king be interested in those bastards?" He stopped laughing and said seriously: "This king is interested in human beings, the human beings who sing and sing courageously! "

"Hmph, you bastard will probably never understand the mood of this king." Archer swept Hammett's body in disdain, and slowly got up from the throne.He slowly walked down the golden flying boat step by step.Gilgamesh is an extremely arrogant servant, he looks at everything in the world with contempt, as if everything in the world is in his hands.

Archer was approaching, and Hammett saw Gilgamesh's bewitching red pupils in the flash of lightning at night.