This may sound a bit ridiculous. Everyone in the mission has seen the deeds of the filthy blood in Paris or the wilderness of Nod. If these filthy blood are really expected to follow the ancient laws in the "Book of Nod", why not It is better to let the inhabitants of the material world take the liberty of pouring blood into cups for them.

Then Lucien retorted,

"With all due respect, Your Majesty, as far as we have seen the residents of Enoch, it seems that very few people adhere to this ancient tradition, so this cannot be your guarantee."

"exactly."

Unexpectedly, the queen nodded.

"The only ones who still abide by the ancient covenant are the Secret Party and some ancient nobles who have survived from the old era—so even if I agree to you, there will still be a large number of opponents. Even I cannot use a simple A word or two will make them obey."

"So I will give you a chance, a chance to show your strength. I will arrange a martial arts performance at the ceremony two days later. If you can use your strength to gain the respect of other parties, presumably the future cooperation will be able to go smoothly.. ...The rest of the conditions or anything else, just wait until two days later."

Lucien's spirit lifted, and the queen's words softened, and it seemed that he already had the intention of initially cooperating with them.

"what do you mean?"

Queen Keno seemed to have no intention of responding anymore, she waved her hands as if she was very tired, and plunged the throne into complete darkness.

Even if it was only a few meters away, the wizards present couldn't tell whether she was still in that position.There was no unique fluctuation produced by space magic, and there was no movement. She seemed to have disappeared suddenly by some unknown means.

"Your Majesty means welcome to Nod. You can go back to rest and prepare for tonight's banquet. I'm Maxwell, and I'm in charge of some trivial matters in this Blood Throne."

The old man who had only uttered a voice to remind the queen once, and then kept silent all the time, stepped out from the shadow of the throne.His whole body was wrapped in an overly long black cloak, and the wrinkles and sunken eye sockets on his face looked even deeper under the dim light.

"The girl in Ampsa's coffin still needs to be taken care of?"

He motioned to the knight guards to raise the coffin again,

"Send her to the Snake Mansion, there will be a tide in two days, I think that's a good time to wake up."

"thank you very much!"

Ling first saluted the old man respectfully, and then left the hall with the guard knights.

After watching them leave, the old man said:

"The rooms of all distinguished guests have been arranged. Before preparing the dinner, I must remind Mephistopheles—the ceremony two days later may be much more troublesome than you think."

"Finally, Miss Abigail. Please stay here for now. The Queen has something else to tell you."

"I can't ask for it."

Fittily said so.

-

Lucien heaved a sigh of relief. In his opinion, in a sense, the mission of his trip has been completed.

The rest of the work should be given back to several other representatives of the envoy who are more capable of fighting. All he has to do is taste the wine at the next banquet.

He raised his eyebrows, as if all the muscles in his body had relaxed, and changed from Mephisto, who was able to stand alone when necessary, back to the frivolous man who appeared at Faust Manor that day.

"How about we go have a drink? This is the best time to relax."

"It is too late to be careless, Monsieur Lucien."

Hyde shook his head with a serious expression, which looked a little funny on a child's face.

"Fiennes and I will go to the Snake Mansion first and Ling and the others will meet up, and it's best for you to stay together and not act alone."

"Don't forget, Ella's last divination told us that the clue to the disappearance of the shadow is in this city. Queen Enoch's meaning just now is very clear, and she is not the only voice here."

He looked at the dark sky above with some anxiety, and smiled helplessly.

"The next thing is not easy. I hope Ella can wake up before the martial arts performance begins. The Enoch people want to test the strength of the alliance. In the battle two days later, we can't count on Miss Fitili or Victoria... .In my current state, I really can't make people feel at ease, can't I, I can't push everything on your sister, can I?"

Lucien opened his mouth, the excitement gradually dissipated and he became a little depressed.In the final analysis, it was still power. There were too few things he could do without power. For the first time in so many years, Lucien felt some regret for his past actions.

Seeing this, Hyde managed to cheer up a little, stood on tiptoe and patted him on the shoulder.

"However, that Duncan can be contacted. It would be great if we can find out the candidates for the martial arts ceremony."

"This is the most suitable job for you, our leader."

Chapter 77 Huairou

With the closing of the gate, Maxwell has disappeared without a trace.Fittili was the only one left in the empty hall. With the flickering of the candle, an invisible wind seemed to reverberate in what should have been a closed space.

Fittili pressed his slightly trembling right hand and smiled self-deprecatingly.

She thought she was fearless, but at this time, she still felt afraid?

"gone……"

she said to herself.

"gone."

She urged herself to move her stiff feet.

Fittili stepped towards the direction of the throne, stepping into the lightless darkness.

In the next instant, the candlesticks, the red carpet and the howling wind were all gone.Fitili felt like he was in a chaotic universe. The space originally used to place the throne and the altar was infinitely wider than he imagined. He couldn't touch the walls and the ground, and he couldn't touch the throne and the altar. altar.

Before the boundless darkness swallowed her completely, a voice that was somewhat familiar to Fittili sounded.

"Dear little Abigail, long time no see."

Emerging in the dimness is a bit of flirtatious red. On a big bed covered with rose petals, the queen lazily stretched her slender waist, her smooth and white body looming under the wrinkled nightdress.

The somewhat charming air is filled with the scent of roses and the faintly sweet smell of blood, and that bit of bloody red is her lips.

"I remember the last time we met, you were only... so tall?"

Confusedly, Queen Enoch gestured with her hand for a position not many centimeters higher than the big bed.

Facing this overly coquettish and beautiful woman, Fittili just sneered contemptuously.

"Why, don't you dare to talk to me with your real face? Or do you just like your fake skin so much?"

Queen Enoch was not angry, but the surrounding environment darkened with her sigh, but this is not the completely dark and dark universe that Fittili had seen before, and there is no shadow on the screen embroidered on the window. Voluptuous woman.

At the end where the candlelight is difficult to illuminate, and under the throne is a pool of blood flowing.

"Yes, this is what you really look like... No matter how powerful a foul blood is, it is impossible to survive for so long."

"But I'm still alive."

The surface of the pool of blood vibrated and made a sound in a way that humans could not understand, but it was Queen Enoch's voice.

"You call that living?"

"Of course, you just have an arrogant and stubborn prejudice against life forms. Human forms, wandering spirits, or blood pools are all alive. To me, there is no essential difference."

In this state, the queen's voice lost that lazy tone, like a mechanical gear running coldly.

"If you really don't care about form, why would you pretend to be what you were before your alienation?"

Fittili's words made the blood pool's shock stop for a few seconds before making another sound.

"That's just to meet social needs... It seems that your personality has changed a lot in the past few years in the material world. This is not a bad thing. The king of Enoch really needs to have a certain majesty .”

The meaning of the queen's words made Fitili feel a little surprised, she asked in disbelief,

"Even if things have come to this point today, you want me to inherit your position?"

The surging blood pool became a little more violent,

"In a sense, yes."

"It's impossible for me to stabilize this state forever, and a new king is needed on the Throne of Blood."

"I?"

The Queen added,

"It's better to be you, but it can also be someone with a slightly lower bloodline. Enoch is about to return to the earth. In this special time, even our traditions need to make concessions."

"From my personal point of view, only the secret party is suitable to be my heir, those lunatics who talk about "sacred blood" and the old nobles who smell like old people will only make things worse.They'll go to war with human wizards, and that war's going to end, especially after I'm completely out of control. "

"Only our secret party will truly respect Cain's ancient teachings. Besides, you obviously have some friendship with the wizard alliance. This relationship will benefit both parties in the future."

Fittili smiled, she had also read "The Book of Nod", and the ancient teachings of Cain were far more profound than the understanding of human wizards.

It is precisely because of this that she understands that the queen did not read the second half of the old saying in the hall before:

"My race was born to rule the blood of Seth, third son of Adam, my youngest brother.

Our people should treat their people as if they were our own, and our people should show the right way to them, and they should serve all of our people in China and Japan in return...they should guard us when the sun rises As if, with icy water against the flames of Michael, who shall feed and feed my people, and tie my clothes to warm my people...①”

"The so-called kindness of your Secret Party—isn't it just the spare time for your favorite pets or slaves?"

There was a circle of ripples in the center of the pool of blood, and the cold and emotionless tone contained a rare kind of doubt, or she didn't understand what Fittili was asking at all.

"So you're rejecting my offer?"

Fitili shook her head,

"I accept, but only on my own terms and not the Caspian."

"As you like, but before that, you need to inherit Abram's old house—I think this is what Niels asked you before he died."

Fitili's body trembled slightly, and she felt tired of this queen living in a form she couldn't understand from the bottom of her heart. Human beings who have experienced a long period of time will have the ability to observe mind-reading in their later years.It seems that even after changing the life form, it is still the same.

-

In a downtown bar, Lucien Mephisto and Duncan Coleridge sit across from each other.The former finally found a chance to withdraw and left Enoch's upper city, and found the commander of the Guards who barely made friends with him.

This bar located between the upper and lower towns was much more luxurious than Old Bill's in Aphra Town, but compared to Enoch's extravagant and gorgeous style, this place can only be said to be simple and plain.

It took Lucien less than half a day to find out that the tall man in front of him was actually one of the big names in the new party.Coming from the wilderness, he doesn't look like a traditional Enoch nobleman in every way, so he can indeed become a good partner.

"You mean performing martial arts?"

Duncan drank half a glass of real ale, something only Enoch could enjoy in Nod.

"Yes, who do you think Her Majesty's candidate will be? Is there any famous strongman in Enoch City?"

Lucien asked after refilling it for him, without beating around the bush. This was a very reasonable question in the first place.

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