"That's it, you don't even know how your soul is attached to the building?" After finally enduring the poison of Alpha's nonsense, Victor knew nothing except that he knew that it was "Monte".

"My memories seem to be a little confused. I forgot a lot of them in my lifetime..." Alpha no longer remembers the past, but his soul remembers it clearly after he possessed his house.

"What are you going to do now? The facts have proved that this guy is useless." Although Klein was not afraid of a soul without power, he did not want to "sleep" in other people's bodies in the future. From beginning to end, he wanted to push this ugly old house.

Victor did not answer, it was silent for a moment.

"Alpha, you have two choices now. One is to keep it as it is. Two, I will be able to save you."

"What does it mean?" Alpha had to figure it out.

"Literally, the first choice, you can continue to be the way you are, but you can't be funny anymore, because you are the ones you have in this land now!" After rubbing his eyebrows, the demon who was forced to listen to Alpha's nagging continued to explain: "The second choice, this guy is a priest, who can completely free your soul, that is, eternal death."

"I understand the first choice, the second..." Alpha, whose portrait is the main expression, made a confused expression. What is eternal death? The soul will also die?

"The soul and the body are just ways of life. Strictly speaking, the undead still has life. Eternal death is the only magical technique of the undead annihilation, dispersion, and salvation of the undead can completely erase the existence of the undead. In simple terms, it is to kill you again." I really don't want to listen to two guys who talk a lot of nonsense and waste time, Victor uses the simplest adjective sentence to explain it.

"Ah~~~ I'm dead, why do you want to kill me again!!" Alpha was so shocked that the whole building shook again, taking it for granted, accompanied by the curses of some beggars or poor living nearby.

"Shut up! I hate guys who talk more than myself." Klein pulled out his swords, his expression different from the seriousness he usually laughed.

Hawke, who has always been careless, rarely noticed this small detail. He remembered the mixed-race dark elf when he rescued the group of children trapped in the temple in Beret Village. This mixed-race dark elf also had a fierce expression. Perhaps... that was his true face, and the chatterbox was just a confusing disguise.

Frightened by the demon's fierce expression, the old house shaking even harder, the walls cracked and a large amount of bricks and dust fell, Hawke picked up the at a loss of Alu, close to Duke and Reina.

"In the name of Manger, the door to eternal silence is opened."

In the chaos, Victor's cold voice stopped the "riot" of the building. As its voice ended, a dark phantom door rose from its feet. The strong breath of darkness and death oozed out from the closed crack of the door, which scared the four humans quickly retreated.

"No! I don't want to be annihilated!" Alpha shouted in horror, obviously knowing the function of this 'door'.

"I just said, don't try to deceive me. I am not a wizard, but a priest. Do you understand?" The priest's biting voice was aggravated word by word, and finally shocked the soul that was trying to escape.

Although the mage can destroy buildings, the priest is obviously more lethal to the soul. Alpha kept wailing, asking not to let him die again, and swearing that he could do anything, as long as he could continue to exist.

Seeing that Alpha was finally willing to be honest, Victor dispersed the phantom summoned by the magical arts, and the building finally returned to its original state. The bricks, misaligned pillars, and dust all magically disappeared.

"Direct action is more deterrent and effective than language in some aspects. What do you think, Klein." The tablet's voice stunned Klein, and he immediately reacted.

What a petty guy, he is still holding a grudge against the fact that Bere Village...

"Yes, yes, great priest, high priest, I sincerely admire your deterrence. Please help me solve the resentment of this pair of weapons. Few people use the Realm Gate at night, and leaving Jingyao will not attract the attention of the City Defense Forces at this time." Klein shook the two swords in his hand impatiently, and Victor's gaze immediately shifted to the two weapons that exuded strong resentment.

When you look closely, you can easily feel the weirdness of this pair of weapons. The blade made of fine gold looks stronger than the outside. The cold blade is not polished very sharply, but is more blunt than ordinary weapons.

"Does these two knives besides chopping things?" Klein flexibly turned his wrist, making the scimitar look like an extension of his arm: "This is a weapon Sarkins specially built for me. It is like my two hands. After I kill countless enemies with me, I am addicted to drinking countless blood, I also have a certain consciousness. Just like this house, they are alive."

As if to confirm Klein's words, the two eyeball-like decorations at the tail of the scimitar suddenly blinked.

"Ah~ what is that, it's so disgusting." Because of Victor's use of spells before, Hawke and others stood a little farther away. When they saw the eyeballs on the two scimitars actually rotating, they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Putting his hand on the blade and feeling the thoughts contained in the metal, Victor said something that surprised Klein too.

"The materials of these two weapons seem to be more than pure gold."

"Yes, its material is indeed more than rare metal. Just like the pair of daggers that Reina got today, the functions of these two scimitars are also different. The left hand is sarcastic and the right hand is corroded. The sarcastic has a confusing effect and can confuse the injured object and cause them to have hallucinations. The corrosion effect is like the weapons of most dark elves. Even if it is particularly strong, as long as it breaks a little bit... Hehe, there are two kinds of poisons in the world, one is the corrupt poison of the undead, and the other is the blood poison of the demon. This one belongs to the latter. As long as it is stained, it will devour the injustice of the injured and become a puppet without thinking and only knowing how to fight."

"Captain... your pair of weapons is not sharp at all, how can you cut people?" Hawke didn't understand how such a pair of blunt swords could achieve what Klein said to be 'injuring the enemy'.

"Like this..." The blade suddenly emitted a faint light, just like the magic weapon attached to the demon queen. Klein took off his hand and threw out the "spoken" on the left. It shot out from the open door with a whizzing sound, nailed to the crooked fence, and then a black figure slowly appeared.

Bailer covered his left shoulder and slid on the ground with a painful expression.

"After eavesdropping so much, how can you let me go back?" Klein smiled and raised another scimitar. Even the dark elves could not resist the demon's poison.

Bailer wanted to pull out the weapon inserted on his shoulder, but he didn't dare to touch the scimitar that released the dark aura, as if it was a beast with teeth, and would be bitten by a little closer.

This is exactly what Klein said just now that his weapon is "living". Although he does not have human-like IQ, he has a certain degree of thinking. The dark elves who feel their power stand up straight, endure the pain of blood poison erosion and show off their weapons. Sitting and waiting for death is not the habit of that clan.

"Klein ."

Victor suddenly called the demon's name, and surprise flashed in Bailer's eyes, while Klein turned his head impatiently, expressing dissatisfaction with the lich's attempt to stop him from fighting.

"Bloody... mercenary?" As soon as he said that, Bailer received a glare from Klein.

"Although it took decades, I didn't expect that there were still people in the North to remember me. It was really rare."

"If it weren't for saving you, Zorand wouldn't have died in Pearl City at all."

Bailer's words made the devil put away his mask-like smirk. He looked coldly at the dark elf whose face was gradually pale, and the corners of his drooping mouth showed an unhappy expression for the first time.

"You know too much..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man had already rushed out. It seemed like a sudden explosion of lightning, and the corrosive touch in his hand pierced Bailer, who had no time to react.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the invisible barrier put a fatal blow.

"When I'm most annoying to fight, someone repeatedly stopped him." There was only one person present who could cast spells. Klein looked at Victor who blocked himself from killing Bailer for the second time with a very unhappy look.

"There are my reasons for preventing you from killing Baile. If you forget our mission to enter the middle world, then I can only regretfully announce that the temporary covenant between us will be invalidated. Working with a madman who only knows how to fight will only expose himself early. At least you have the skin of the dark elf to cover it up. I am a complete undead. No matter what kind of coat I wear, I am just a corpse after all." Victor invited Klein, who looked fierce: "If you want to fight, I will accompany you. You can try your new spells in the past few days."

As early as when Bailer was forced to show up, the beggars watching the fun nearby had already scattered, and only a few bolder ones dared to hide in the corner or in the dark to look around. Of course, Klein knew that someone was observing his every move, and he lowered the scimitar in his hand.

"Are you serious?" The seriousness here does not refer to the 'fight' mentioned by Victor, but to terminate the cooperation.

"I said I never joke."

"Give me enough reason, otherwise this guy will die." He pointed alone at Baile, who was looking in pain due to the attack of blood poison, and Klein was waiting for the reason for the lich.

"First point, he is a secret killer supported by Duke Mendel, but he was ordered to monitor a dark elves who suddenly appeared in his territory. The West Asian Union borders the North Land, and any foreign tribe from the north will be closely monitored. Why is a guy who has no record at the border checkpoint not valued by the Grand Duke? Second, his name is Baile . Even if you are not a blood relative, you are also the same tribe. Even if your concept of family affection is weaker than mine, I think as an ally who knows his identity, I should let you know in advance and then decide whether to kill or not."

"Bayer ?" Glanced at the dark elf in a shocking state, Kelaiyin's expression changed again, from impatient to contempt. His expression of looking down increased the feeling of contempt.

"Why, you are also a relative of that guy Zorand? You kept saying that you wanted to avenge him, but what was the result? Ha~ I just wanted to make excuses to start a war and put away my hypocritical face, which made me feel nauseous."

"Zorland?" Hawke, who was standing in the old house watching the fun, looked back at Dunan, and even Reina was waiting for the knowledgeable Ranger to explain.

"Don't you know? The Civil War that had been fought for ten years was that a dark elf named Zorand died in Tidis. The dark elf who claimed to avenge his compatriots was struggling to fight against Tidis with the orcs and the Kingdom of Alfonso. That battle... was also a battle of fame in the land of Alberrecht."

"So... Klein and Zorland are related to blood?" Reina did not ignore what Bailer said just now, "I died to save you."

"That guy? You just call your father like that!" The injured Bailer looked a little excited. He glared at Klein with a contemptuous look, unable to bear the slander of his idol.

"Hmph... For the Dark Elf, Zorland may be an amazing patriarch, but to me, he is just an irresponsible father. I have never experienced any benefits of being a descendant of the powerful and powerful, and have never received a feeling called fatherly love. When you invade human territory, I have to fight to the death in the Blood Arena for life. Why don't anyone think of me at this time? You know that he has a descendant who is wandering outside, but let me be a slave under humanity. This is the love of your fellow tribe, ah?" Victor did not cast a barrier to provide protection. Bailer was grabbed by the angry Klein: "I can stand in front of you alive and speak without relying on the appearance of the Dark Elf, nor on the protection of Zorland, but on myself! Why do I have any respect for the guy who can only give birth and not raise?"

"You have lost your composure, Klein, don't forget your current identity." Victor's interruption made the high fire in Klein's heart slow down.

It was indeed a loss of composure... It was not until now that he realized that he was not as open-minded as he thought.

Thinking of the scene when he first met Victor in Bere Village, Klein also let go of his hand while mocking himself.

"You can deal with this guy."

"Where are you going?" Seeing that Klein, who stopped killing his murderous intention, left Bailer, Victor asked at his back.

"Operation of missions, I'm not my personality." With Bailer's cry of pain, Klein pulled out the weapon that stabbed him on the shoulder, and then leaped a few times and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"The devil's blood poison cannot be cured by only the poison repellent. Do you want me to save you?" Walking quickly to Bailer, who was too bleeding, Victor didn't want the "Frost Wolf" to die because of such a dramatic development. As Mendel's secret killer, he still has a lot of value to use.

Bailer, who barely retained his consciousness, looked up weakly, and at the moment of hesitation, he heard Victor's exchange conditions proposed: "As a condition to save you, I want to know all the information about Klein."

"Aren't you allies?" Bailer did not forget the information about Klein's own violence. It was only today that he realized that the illegitimate son of the eldest son and the son of the former patriarch who had been missing for decades were in an alliance.

"I know nothing except his name. I know this is the secret of your clan, but... I have to remind you that your blood loss and the erosion of toxins have reached the limit. When the blood poison erodes the brain, I can't do anything even if I want to save you."

"It's not a secret, I can tell you if I want to know." With the lich's outstretched arm, Bailer is not a species that will give up his life to keep the secret.

The dark elves were helped into the old house, Dunan, who had the best sight, was sent to the wind by Victor, while Reina, who had a good hand and feet, was called to help.

"Healing while talking, when will you finish speaking, and when will I give you the final detoxification." When Reina used a dagger to cut the special clothing with a certain flexibility, Victor pressed his hand against the wound that had already shown signs of festering.

"That guy... Klein is the illegitimate son of the former patriarch Zorand. Because he has human blood, he has never been accepted by the elders in the clan. He is allowed to be sold from Pearl City to Alfonso's Blood Arena. Perhaps he inherits the talent of our clan's combat. Not only did he not die in the Blood Arena, he also became the first gladiator to live for ten years. As his reputation grew in the North Land, the priestess who succeeded his father, Neli, was planning to take him in... The guy disappeared without any clues and did not appear until now. This is what I know..."

"Well... it seems that there is not much information worth it." Victor was a little disappointed, but he also learned some useful information.

Neli is a priestess of the Dark God Tudor, and he serves as the clan leader. Since Bailer said she was the successor to her father, that means... she is the orthodox descendant of the former clan leader Zorand in the Dark Elves, and is half-sister and brother of Klein.

Is it a coincidence of fate... or a necessity of history?

The sacrificial clan, a halo of glory, is always related to an unfamous illegitimate child.

"You...you are not a mage..." As Victor's fingers gradually shine, in addition to a cool feeling in the wound, the eroding toxins gradually faded. Bailer realized that he had discovered an amazing information.

Pastor, Mendel's illegitimate son turned out to be a pastor?

He was ordered by the Duke and thoroughly investigated Victor Wood's identity. He was indeed just a magic genius who transferred to magic through an alchemist, and did not find any connection with him to magic.

"Bayer." In the familiar native language of the dark elves, Victor suddenly stopped treatment, and the toxin that had just been suppressed rose again: "Since I can become an alliance with a guy with demonic blood, you should be able to guess my current identity. Do you want to pretend that you are ignorant and continue to collect information under my cheap dad? Or do you die under Klein's blood poison and become another spy who died of lurking failure?"

Bailer's face became even darker, and his rapid cry attracted the surprise of Reina, who was watching, but he was also troubled by not understanding the dark elf's words and unable to know the reason for his excitement.

"Why don't you kill me? Silencing is the easiest and most effective way to keep a secret."

"You are a smart person, of course you have the conditions to know that I don't kill you. Mendel is always worried about me. I need others to provide me with some convenience to cover up my identity, such as the Frost Wolf whom he does not fully trust but has to rely on. Our ultimate goal is to fight light and darkness ten years later. As long as victory belongs to the dark side, why bother me, a partner of the Death faction, has done in the past ten years."

"Hu...Hu..." The breathing frequency intensified, and Bailer nodded helplessly. Indeed, this had nothing to do with him. As long as he did his own job, the matriarch would not blame the small mistakes during his lurking period.

"Since you have reached a consensus, I will check Amiye's relevant information after you recover from your injury, your connections, family and the forces behind him, and all the relevant information." After getting Bailer's consent, Victor re-activated the common language and began to release the healing technique that he had not used for a long time.

Under the action of the magical technique, the festering wound gradually healed. Seeing Alu's eyes widened, she still observed the priest performing healing at such a distance.

"Your Highness, what do you mean?" After realizing the purpose of the lich, Bailer also changed his name and language. It was not that he could see that Victor deliberately revealed the trouble-seeking matters to these humans who were following him.

"Since Ramd does not give face to the grandfather, and I don't want to help my father who cannot recognize my identity, I will seek bad luck myself. The first target of the surgery is naturally to let me punish Amiye in the school and not give them any hardships. These ignorant humans will keep causing trouble for me." Victor sneered.
Chapter completed!