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'Rhode Island.'

Chapter 77, Laurentina: Why do you always like to pick up things and bring them home?

"That's really funny, Victoria."

The Blood Demon Lord Dukare was in such a joyful mood at this moment, as if he had just watched a clown show that made people laugh uncontrollably.

Ultimately, the main reason is that the attitude of the protagonist of this drama is too ridiculous.

He also just found out that the Grand Dukes of Victoria had signed a ridiculous treaty with each other, which prohibited each other from entering Londinium.

Although in reality, this kind of treaty is nothing more than a constraint of turning a blind eye in the eyes of most dukes.

But at this critical and sensitive time, just entering Londinium would make it easy to be attacked by a group of people. As for what would happen if he was discovered meeting with a Sarkaz, Ducare was too lazy to even guess.

It seems that the Duke really intends to put all his wealth on this bet.

Ah.

Is it to express your sincerity?

Or...was it because of me that I had to take the risk and sneak into Londinium to meet and negotiate?

If you think about it carefully,

Even if he didn't enter Londinium, as long as his affair with the Sarkaz was exposed, even if he was not liquidated in the future, he would be doomed to be forever excluded from the core area of ​​power. Such a result must be a slow death for the duke who tried to gamble.

Therefore, under such circumstances, they chose to take the risk of entering Londinium to negotiate with themselves, indicating that the other party was almost putting everything on the line to make this trust bet...

“Hehe….Hehehe——”

Thinking of this, the Blood Demon Lord couldn't help but sneer.

In fact, he didn't care about the other party's behavior at all.

At the beginning, their goal was simply to gain the upper hand at the negotiation table.

Unexpectedly, just because of this action, the Duke was so stressed that he tied himself to the Sarkaz unilaterally.

This time, it's not just about having the upper hand in negotiations.

Ducare couldn't help but smile when he thought of the request that the Duke had tremblingly stated in front of him just a few hours ago.

He sat on the sofa in the restaurant and drank the red wine in the glass.

"Is this the attitude of a person whose heart has been corrupted by lust for power and who has become a puppet of desire? You are worthy of being Victoria. After all these years, this is the only thing that has remained unchanged."

"Their top brass are still scheming against each other to satisfy their own desire for power, or hiding in corners waiting for an opportunity, or making a desperate attempt."

He stood up, waved goodbye to the waiter, and slowly walked out of the restaurant, looking at the streets that looked prosperous under the neon lights at night.

"I'm a little bored, looking at the scenery in front of me..."

However, just as he was about to express his feelings again with harsh words, he suddenly felt a wave of cold pressure coming from behind.

For a moment, I felt as if I was being stared at by several pupils, and all my joints were tense and locked, unable to move.

The low pressure even enveloped him and made him unable to breathe.

Discovered?

No, even if she was discovered, Victoria couldn't find anyone who possessed such an oppressive aura.

This feeling is just like a conscious giant beast walking in the human world!

"Um, sir, if it's possible, could you please move a little? You're blocking my way."

However, the next moment, the roar of the giant beast did not sound as he had imagined. Instead, a somewhat ethereal female voice echoed in his ears from behind.

At the same time, the feeling of being gazed from the end of the abyss also disappeared. The Blood Demon Lord turned his head and suddenly realized that the existence behind him was very different from what he had imagined in his mind.

It wasn't the shadow of a giant beast, nor was it like what he had imagined, a twisted being with several pupils full of malice - it was just a...

A nun with short silver-white hair and no discernible racial features?

Moreover, the other party was holding a plastic bag that looked like it was filled with discounted vegetables...?

Zuo Jian sighed and looked helplessly at the man in front of him who seemed to have some problem.

I just suddenly remembered that I had to cook for Skadi, but I didn't go home for a whole day.

At the same time, she happened to see a supermarket nearby that even had discounted vegetables and meat sold at night, so considering that her previous posture (gang leader) was too conspicuous, she changed into that of a nun after thinking for a moment.

Although it is actually quite conspicuous.

But it's much better than the other uncle's attitude...

I don't know why, but Victorian women, especially middle-aged ones, whose clothes looked luxurious and who dressed up flamboyantly, were unexpectedly... open-minded.

Zuo Jian, who originally tried to enter the supermarket in a male posture, was approached by the ladies on the street three times in a row and received many flirtatious glances from women on the street. So he changed back to the posture of a nun.

There is also a monastery in Londinium. Even if a man is outstanding in appearance, the average Victorian man would not casually talk to a clergyman... I hope I don’t meet any archbishop with special fetishes on the road.

Fortunately, Zuo Jian didn't encounter any trouble until he bumped into the man who was standing there in a daze.

"Well, sir, please make way. I have some urgent matters to deal with. If you have any difficulties, I don't mind helping you solve them... provided it doesn't take too much time..."

Zuo Jian looked at the man in front of him and always felt that he seemed different from others.

It's as if...the blood activity is a little higher than that of ordinary people like Filimpero walking on the streets.

However, it is just a "feeling"

If you want detailed information, you have to contact us.

But it was obvious that Zuo Jian had no interest in this.

However, compared to Zuo Jian, the Blood Demon Lord's inner activity is obviously much higher.

He turned his head and stared at the nun behind him with wide eyes.

Nun? No, not a nun. The person in front of me might not even be considered a human being.

If you feel that face carefully, you can feel that it is as if countless pieces of flesh and blood were condensed together and forcibly squeezed into this posture.

Damn it.

Shapeshifter? No, that's not what a shapeshifter looks like at all.

At least the shapeshifter can still feel complete after the mimicry.

People.

But when he looked closely at the thing behind him, he felt that it was just a mass of flesh and blood that was forcibly gathered into a human shape!

Sure enough, this was not an ordinary nun at all. Although he didn't know what kind of creature it was, Ducare realized something almost instantly.

Blood demons are extremely sensitive to the presence of blood, and those at his level possess perception abilities that ordinary blood demons cannot match.

It was because of this that he could easily sense how... horrible the blood filling the "human-shaped creature" behind him was.

Damn, what's going on in Londinium.

I just mocked Victoria, and now I run into a monster of this level as soon as I go out on the street?

"Um, sir? Are you okay?"

Seeing that the other party was motionless, like a wooden man, Zuo Jian couldn't help but ask curiously, and at the same time stepped forward and patted Ducare's shoulder.

Who knows, it wouldn’t matter if he didn’t take the picture, but the moment he got close, Ducare even felt the breath of fear swallowing him like a huge roar!

The moment the other party's seemingly white palm touched Ducare's shoulder, he even felt that all his blood had stopped flowing, just like a soldier whose legs were crushed by fear and fell to his knees.

Run!

Run!

Irresistible! Absolutely irresistible!

This is a monster! It is the nemesis of the blood demon! Any blood-related skills or witchcraft are suppressed and cannot be performed around this monster!

Even his own blood seemed to have stopped flowing out of fear!

"Huh...huh..."

For a moment, Dukare even felt that his breathing was about to freeze, and his vision began to blur. After several heavy gasps, finally.

The blood demon was suffering from the consequences of his excellent perception, his clothes on the back were completely soaked with cold sweat, and his consciousness was suppressed to the point that he could not even think.

The Red Dukare of the Monarch...just knelt on the ground, and then...closed his eyes slightly...

However, Zuo Jian was completely stunned.

"Wait wait wait! Brother! What's wrong with you? I just patted your shoulder, that's all!!"

On the street, everyone only saw a nun with a bag of shopping, squatting in panic and shouting at a man lying on the ground.

Zuo Jian looked at the eyes cast by the people around him and felt a little cold sweat running down his face.

I rely on.

No way.

Have you encountered a scammer?

........

.....

...

"So, now I'm starting to think about whether I should completely lock you up by my side like I said at the beginning, Zuo Jian."

"Well...let me explain."

Laurentina pointed at Ducare who was lying on the sofa beside her with an angry look on her face and shouted.

"Before, he picked up a woman, and now he picked up a man! He even brought him home directly!"

"What's next?! Not a human?! Or bring back something even stranger!"

"By the way...Shark, now that Zuo Jian is back, can we have dinner..."

Skadi asked, poking her head out from the side.

"Didn't you just eat? Go back to your room!"

".....oh...."

Chapter 78: The Evil Spirit's Entrustment

Late at night, the doctor looked at the various strange materials collected in front of her with some disbelief. Some of them were bought from supermarkets, and some were obtained from shops whose uses she couldn't even tell.

He reached out, picked up one of the small turquoise packages, and began to decipher the Victorian writing on it.

"Mint....Ingredients..."

"And... mustard..."

"Wait a minute, what on earth did you ask me to buy?!"

He took two steps back, but just as the doctor was about to question, his body unconsciously moved forward, and at the same time he stretched out his hands, tore open the packages together, and put the various ingredients into the pot.

'Just a little drink, it might help you, Doc.'

"Drink?! Damn it, look at the color in the pot, I definitely don't look like a drink!!!"

At this moment, the doctor began to frantically resist the liquid boiling in the pot in front of him with almost subconscious instinct.

However, he seemed to be able to control only half of the body, while the control of the other half was firmly grasped by the evil spirit.

'I don't recommend you to judge things by appearance. You may find this disgusting purely because the only extraction equipment we have is a simple iron pot and a gas stove.'

"What's the meaning?!"

'If the equipment was better, the color wouldn't be so green and disgusting, and it would at least be more transparent.'

“That smell…”

'Still about as gross.'

"It makes no difference, you bastard! Let me go! Are you planning to feed this thing into my mouth? Damn it!!"

The doctor's expression became more and more ugly at this moment. Looking at the sticky green liquid in the pot that kept making gurgling sounds, it was as if it was some strange potion boiled in the crucible of an evil witch in a fairy tale!

Don't ever drink that shit!!!

'Be at ease