It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

A gentleman in black is walking on the streets of Paris. He is well dressed and behaves elegantly, which seems a bit out of place in this environment.

The gentleman hummed a ditty briskly, in a good mood.

In his eyes, the city was filled with sweet blood like red smoke, and three hours ago, there was a very familiar atmosphere in the eastern suburbs.

There was nothing wrong with it, although it was just a fleeting blood, but in his eyes the strong and eye-catching eyes were like a lighthouse in the dark.

"Found you...my dear sister."

Chapter 28 Addiction

"Miss Victoria and Miss Farmine? Are they trying to kill me?"

Fittili couldn't accept the answer for a while, and stayed for a while.

"You didn't suspect it at all? I thought you invited them to test."

Ella was also a little surprised, because Fetili seemed to be more innocent and easy to deceive than she thought. She was now curious about how the other party had been hiding for many years and survived.

"Which of them has access to today's food?"

"It's all possible. My servants are just ordinary people. Even if the wizard did something, it would be difficult for them to find out."

Fittili bit the side of his finger, thinking seriously.He had never met Victoria Milusel or Val Farmigne before his visit to Ella.

For a moment, he couldn't understand why the other party was obsessed with killing himself.Is it because he is a dirty blood?If the other party is an executor, that's fine, but this style is obviously far from the official wizards.

"Maybe we should try it out directly?"

"Do it?"

Ella shook her head, temporarily denying this option.

"How to do it, now you are dirty blood, and I am a wanted criminal. If the movement of the battle attracts the executor, we can only escape."

The best way now is to wait for Ling to come back. On the surface, she is at least the executor, and the risk of being targeted by Kleist's people is much smaller.

"So in the next few days, I will keep an eye on them, and you should pay attention to safety... In addition, with your contacts, you can investigate their backgrounds in detail, the more the better."

"I understand."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Ella bowed slightly, and a diamond-shaped light gate appeared behind her, and her figure became transparent and disappeared.

The moment Ella left, Fitili's face suddenly turned pale, sharp fangs gradually protruded from his lips, the fingernails of both hands grew rapidly, and black blood vessels burst out, under the pale complexion Showing a strange blue-black color.

He struggled to take out a bottle of scarlet liquid from the dark compartment under the bed, and poured it down his throat.

The sweet blood spreads in the mouth, and the unparalleled desire spreads throughout the body.Some crimson smoke exploded, and Feitili felt as if he was in the gap between heaven and hell. The blood was like a wave, impacting his consciousness one after another.

Fittili's eyes became blurred, he clamped his two straight long legs, his face flushed and he almost moaned.

This kind of addiction is far more powerful than alcohol, sex or illegal drugs, and once addicted, it is almost impossible to resist.

With the passage of time, the lust gradually subsided, and Fitili's vision returned to clarity, and his pupils and hair color also returned to their previous appearance.

He looked at the surrounding environment in a daze. In the corner of his sight, a transparent glass bottle with scarlet liquid was lying on the ground.

Fittili's complexion changed rapidly, from dazed to struggling, and finally turned into extreme disgust.

He rolled off the bed and lay on the ground retching uncontrollably.

But Fetili couldn't spit out anything after all.After the blood entered his body, it was immediately decomposed into pure life force and absorbed, leaving no residue behind.

After retching for a while, Fetili stood up unsteadily. In the floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of him, there was a thin and weak figure.

"Once again I..."

Fittili hated drinking blood, but he could never resist the urge.

Crystal liquid fell from the corner of his eyes, and Fitili curled up silently on the ground, hugging his body tightly.

-

Ella returned to her bedroom. On the way back to No. 30 of the Champs Elysees in a carriage, she recorded several spatial coordinates along the way.After making sure that everyone returned to the residence safely, she used the "door" to go to Ayres Manor again.

Fitili's condition has basically stabilized. The vitality of the high-level filthy blood species is unbelievably tenacious. Under the catalysis of the sacred breath, the boiling blood almost burned half of his organs and blood vessels at that time, but this This injury healed in just a few minutes.

In fact, they are practically immortal except for the inevitable runaway in old age.

Ella let out a breath, and decided to arrange other things until the next day. After the other party's behavior became more and more crazy, she dared not leave Champs Elysees NO.30 for too long at this time.

If Fitili, who is a high-ranking filthy blood, loses control, at least half of the people in Ayres Manor will die, and even Ella is not fully sure to save them.

-

Fittily Haj is still alive, I couldn't kill him.

This is really incomprehensible...

I have never seen an unclean survive drinking holy water, and pure water consecrated with pieces of the True Cross is undoubtedly fatal to the unclean.For this I have indeed experimented many times...

Mr. Bell saved him?But how did he do it?

Could it be that Mr. Bell is also an unclean person... No, no, there is no unclean breath on that person.

Fetili Haj...had to be killed.

It's unbelievable, I never thought there would be such filth in the world.

Perhaps this is the will of the Lord, and killing him is the mission of my birth.

The thought makes me shudder, what is this feeling?I've never felt such a strange emotion before, and it's almost maddening.

Lord, please forgive my arrogance.

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In the afternoon of the next day, Ella came to the Montreuil cemetery and used her finger bones to open the invisible alchemy barrier under the cemetery.

Before knocking on the wooden door, Ella heard the sound of flying chickens and dogs, the barking of the old dog William, the scolding of the master alchemist Demetri Dalton, and some jars and jars smashed to the ground on the sound.

dong dong dong,

The house was full of noisy noises, and the owner of the house seemed unable to spare a hand to open the door.

dong dong dong.

Ella pulled the knocker and knocked again.

"Come in by yourself!"

This time, Dmitry finally responded.

Ella pushed open the wooden door, the lock seemed to have been broken long ago, and the door was simply blocked by something like a chair.

The moment Ella pushed open the door, she saw a red shadow the size of an owl flying wildly in the air.

She rubbed her eyes to confirm that the thing was indeed a young wurm, with shiny red crystal scales and almond-shaped pupils resembling felines.

A thumb-thick black unicorn sticks out from its pen tip, and bony spurs and translucent wing membranes spread from its neck to its tail. Compared with a pure dragon, this little thing is a little too slender and thin. , The newly born baby dragon also has a body size of more than one meter.

Yalong is not a pure-blooded dragon family, but the concentration of blood belonging to giant dragons has exceeded 50.00%, which is not comparable to distant relatives such as bipedal dragons or snake lizards.

The little thing knocked over half of Dimitri's belongings before noticing another person in the room.It seemed to have a lot of interest in Ella, and stopped caring about those glass jars and William, who was more bald, and rushed over with a flick of his wings.

Dmitry finally seized the opportunity. He grabbed the red crystal drake's tail, dragged it back from mid-air, and put it into a tight metal cage in twos and threes.

Ella came back to her senses and sighed in disbelief:

"You actually succeeded!"

In the last unofficial wizarding gathering, Dmitry bought two hundred milliliters of dragon blood at a high price in order to awaken the baby dragon that had been sleeping in the salt water, and this scene before him fully proved his success.

"Those who cherish the Society for the Protection of Magical Creatures are willing to offer 50 francs for this little guy!"

Dmitry looked very happy. The money was enough for him to renovate the wooden house hundreds of times.At this rate of making money, Dmitri may soon become richer than the shareholder of the Bank of Montreuy, Fitili Haj.

"What are you doing here today?"

Ella fished the silver lancet and some bills out of her pocket. .

"The blood of the high-ranking filthy blood and five hundred gold louis, you should return the Eye of Hermes to me."

"Is your neighbor really a dirty blood?"

Dmitri was stunned. After a brief inspection, he felt the power of pollution contained in the blood, which could not be faked.

The old man whistled, took the banknote, and put it and the blood collection needle on the wooden table.He took out the Eye of Hermes wrapped in black cloth from the drawer, and threw it over from a distance.

Ella hurriedly took the bronze mirror and put it back into her pocket. She became impoverished again, with only a dozen franc coins left in her pocket.

"Be careful, the city has become more chaotic recently."

Dmitry looked at Ella and reminded,

"Several more people died last night."

Chapter 29 Commissioned

last night?

Ella can be sure that no one left her house last night. Even if she used the "door" to leave Champs Elysees No. 30, she would not be unaware of it.

In that case, it wouldn't be Victoria or Farmine who did it.

Dmitry dug out today's newspaper from nowhere. At around five o'clock in the morning, a reconstruction worker of a Parisian street found a dry dead body in an alley.

Reporters rushed to the scene of the crime before the police and took pictures.One of the photos is a close-up of the neck of the deceased.

In the center of the black and white photo, two symmetrical black circular holes look very eye-catching.

Leaving Ella alone, Dmitry Dalton diluted two hundred milliliters of filthy blood into a dozen transparent glass test tubes.

"Five people died in total, all wizards, and three of them were members of the party. There are four newspapers under the table, you can read them yourself."

The old alchemist continued on his own:

"The blame this time may be on you. I don't know when there was a rumor in Scotland that you are a dirty blood."