Wright's name sounded completely throughout Furth, and no one in the upper class could ignore this mysterious visitor who brought a lot of money.

While donating the original fire, Mr. Wright received support from the Knights, and his figure spanned several industries in the city of Furth.

Mary Anne was a supporter of the original fire, and before Wright's arrival, the noble lady who was not often seen in the public eye was one of the biggest sources of money for the church.

Today she came to Hewen's house.

A servant opened the door and told her that she needed to inform the owner of the house.

The blonde beauty held a black umbrella, her dark skirt fluttered in the wind, and the white roses on the roadside tenaciously resisted the baptism of the wind and rain. A few blue lights flashed in the dark sky, and the wide streets were empty, and heavy rain covered the entire city.

The servant held the umbrella and reopened the door and invited the woman to enter.

When following the servant, the woman noticed many ash trees on the roadside. I wonder if it was her illusion. The branches and leaves of several trees pierced into the air like spears, as if they hung up an invisible person.

The door and the house were not far away, and the woman soon led her down to the door.

Black silk gloves gently push open the door.

"Crash."

The sound of heavy rain came into the house.

He Wenzhen and Hora are reading together on the sofa.

"You go and play first." Seeing Hora leave the room, Hewen stood up to greet the guests.

"Ms. Mary Anne, I have asked someone to prepare black tea and desserts. I wonder why the lady suddenly visited?"

Mary Anne took off her gloves and black veil and gently hung it on the shelf with her ladies' top hat.

"I'm sorry for not informing Mr. Wright in advance, I want to discuss something with you."

Mary Anne sat naturally across from Hevan.

The servant dragged the silver plate from the side, served tea and dessert for the two of them, turned around and left, and closed the door.

Hewen took the black tea and drank it:

"So, why did Ms. Mary Anne come for?"

Mary Anne's red lips moved slightly, showing a mysterious smile:

"Have Mr. Wright heard of the White Lion Club?"

Hewen raised his eyebrows:

"I heard a little, it seems to be a large association for the upper class."

"Yes, that's what we claim to the outside world."

"You, Ms. Mary Anne is a member of the White Lion Club?"

The blonde nodded:

"Yes, and I'm a core member, and in fact, the most common members are used to cover up our core member activities."

Hewen put down the teacup:

“Concealment is not a good word.”

Mary Anne said in a warm voice:

"As core members, we are the stakeholders of the White Lion Club, and we can also enjoy the benefits of the association."

Hewen knocked on the table with his index finger:

“What conditions?”

Mary Anne opened her eyes slightly, with a little doubt in her eyes.

"What can you give me the conditions to join? What do I need to pay? Ms. Mary Anne is not here to introduce me to the composition structure of your association."

Mary Anne smiles:

"Indeed, I came to invite you Mr. Wright, but I didn't expect you to be such a direct person, worthy of being a great merchant who shocked Furth."

“It’s over-reward.”

Mary Anne said with a straight look:

"In fact, our White Lion Club has some powerful magical items. As long as we join, we can provide you with blood exchange services."

“Blood Transfer Service?”

"That's right, whether it's the blood of young people, the blood of intelligent children, or the blood of magical creatures that can make people powerful, it can be provided to our members."

Wright raises questions that a decent businessman will have:

"Child's blood?"

Mary Anne said the prepared answer:

"Don't worry, we all have precise control over the quantity and have also provided them with a generous reward that will change their originally tragic fate."

Hearing this, Wright nodded with confidence and asked:

"Let people make people younger? Can blood exchange extend their lifespan?"

The blonde beauty curled her lips:

"certainly."

"So what do I need to pay?"

Mary Anne reached out and pinned a strand of blonde hair behind her ears, licking her lips temptingly:

"Something trivial is only provided to the association's support when necessary. I can guarantee that this support will not be more than what the association brings to you, and if you don't want to, you have the power to refuse at any time. As long as you don't refuse multiple times in a row, you will still be a core member of us."

Hewen touched his chin:

"Your proposal is fascinating, can I take some time to think about it?"

Mary Anne naturally didn't think such a big businessman would join the White Lion Club immediately. He would definitely find out the news through his own channels, but this was just right for her.

After all, on the surface, the White Lion Club has no problems.

After saying goodbye to Hevan, Mary Anne left alone, but she did not walk towards her residence.

In the strong wind and heavy rain, everything became blurred. Perhaps it was because of this that Mary Anne's figure became a little erratic.

Sometimes she looked like a man, sometimes she missed the elderly, sometimes she missed the children, sometimes she didn't look like a human being at all. In this way, she gradually disappeared into the heavy rain.

And in the basement, He Wenzheng made important preparations to get the Heart of Frost Giant.

He took Enid's blood out of his arms and placed it gently on the table.

After confirming that everything was ready, he started his own work.

He stretched out a finger and applied it on his body. At this moment, his finger turned into a sharp blade, engraving an ancient spell on the body of the witch hunter.

A severe pain came from his skin, which was necessary for sacrifice and sacrifice.

Only by paying a price can this spell be used.

Odin offered himself as a sacrifice, hung upside down on the tree of the world without eating or drinking for nine days and nine nights, and was pierced by a spear to obtain twenty-four original Luen texts.

The original Lun rune lit up all over Hewen’s body, arms, cheeks, back, calves, eyes, and hair.

Luen, who steals from the God of Wisdom, is one of the few powerful magics that Hevan can use today.

The luminosity that mortals could not see directly illuminated the entire room, and Hewen held the glass tube containing the blood of the white dragon with his hand.

The only problem with this blood is that it is too thin and cannot be purified by technology.

But the magic that was born under the tree of the world can do it.

This is the power to reverse reality.

"Ahem."

Hewen held his heart. It was too much to cast such magic for him now.

After changing his heart to himself again, the witch hunter looked at the glass bottle again.
Chapter completed!