The danger that Ren said is that for the demons and demons, there are a huge number of first-level magic swordsmen like Ren in the town, and there are also many stronger swordsmen. The one sitting here is a fifth-level magic swordsman.
The swordsman is Ren's master and superior.
It is conceivable that if Rosen makes a move of resistance, he will definitely die. He has entered the tiger's den, and he may die here if he is not careful.
It was impossible not to be nervous, but Rosen would not show his nervousness on his face.
"Please, Captain Lane." Rosen smiled and turned back.
His performance was quite confident, which made Ren wonder again, could Rosen really be a human being?
Can humans really be so strong?
In front of a door with black paint and exquisite carvings, the two stopped. Ren knocked on the door and said, "Teacher, I've brought you here."
The door opened automatically, but a huge magical aura rushed towards me.
Rosen suddenly felt suffocated, and the tension in his heart increased again.
Rosen could suppress this fear as long as he circulated his blood energy, but he didn't do this. Who knows whether the blood energy would be noticed?
Then he saw that the rich green magic aura emanated from an old man with a white beard sitting behind the desk and filled the entire room.
Rosen looked up, and the green aura seemed to have transformed into a green-robed magic swordsman, glaring at him.
The pressure in the room was greater, and the sense of crisis was more obvious. Cold sweat was already dripping on Rosen's forehead.
"Is this the child?" the old man with a white beard emitting green light behind the desk asked with squinted eyes.
"Yes, teacher." Renn pushed Rosen.
Rosen staggered a few steps forward and came to his desk, where he saw a scale-like instrument on the table.
This should be an instrument to detect whether it is a demon.
"Let's begin." The white-bearded old man suddenly said with a smile: "If you are a demon or a demon, you will definitely not be able to leave here alive today. Do you know the strength of a fifth-level magic swordsman?"
These words were full of threat, which made Rosen feel fearful and wanted to run away.
Even if Rosen used all his vampire power, he probably wouldn't be able to leave the room in front of the old man.
So he had no reason to be nervous. Knowing that if he was nervous, he would be detected as abnormal and killed, he could only treat it calmly.
"As soon as you come, let's make peace with it." Rosen thought to himself.
"This instrument is called the name of fairness, and it is a tool for fair trials."
The old man dropped a drop of blood from his thumb on the left side of the scale.
"Drop your blood on the container on the right side of the scale." He motioned to Rosen.
Rosen bit the pad of his right index finger, and blood dripped down into the container on the right side of the scale.
"Bleeding so much? Do you have enough blood?" he said in surprise.
Soon the container containing Rosen's blood was full.
And looking at the blood container, there were only one or two drops of blood.
Rosen didn't want to let out so much blood. Who calls him a vampire? The amount of blood was too much and he couldn't stop it.
But the strange thing is that there is a huge difference in blood volume on both sides of the scale, but the scale still remains balanced.
"It's fair. If I say that one of us is a demon, do you think it's fair?" The old man actually said to himself in front of the scale.
Huh? What does this mean?
Rosen also looked at the scale, which responded to the old man's words and glowed with dazzling white light.
Immediately afterwards, the scale shook a few times and then maintained its balance.
"It seems you are not a demon." The old man said with a smile.
His smile gives people a very dangerous feeling.
I see.
Rosen understood clearly that the use of this scale is to state a proposition, give the answer to the proposition, and ask the scale whether the answer is correct or not.
If the answer is wrong, the scale will be unbalanced. If the answer is correct, the scale will remain balanced.
"This is how this thing is used. So, if his questioning method is more subtle, wouldn't he be able to find out my identity as a vampire?" Rosen felt cold in his heart. He found that what Ren said before was not completely credible.
This instrument can clearly detect many things, including whether he is a vampire!
My heart suddenly became more nervous.
The old man asked again: "It's called fairness. If I say that one of us is a demon, do you think it's fair?"
As soon as these words came out, Rosen swallowed his saliva. He hoped that the old man would only ask this for the last time.
The scale was also flustered, shook a bit, and finally maintained its balance.
"Eh?" The old man was a little puzzled. The result of the scale was different from what he thought.
After all, I learned from Ren that this child appeared at the crime scene twice and hid his strength.
He was prepared to kill Rosen after detecting that he was from the Demon Clan, but the result surprised him.
Renn, who was standing behind Rosen, had a weird expression on his face.
"Is it a misunderstanding?" Ren muttered secretly.
He looked at his teacher, and the old man looked at Renn. Renn nodded, and the old man understood what he meant and asked the last question.
"The name of fairness..."
He actually doesn't need to ask this question. After all, apart from humans, there are demons and demons. Asking this question is unnecessary, but Rosen is too special.
Rosen's heart tightened, and at this moment he became nervous and uneasy, and could no longer maintain a calm expression.
"It's called fairness. If I say that one of us is not human, do you think it's fair?"
When he asked this question, Rosen's heart was beating fast, and fear suddenly rose in his heart!
Is the worst-case scenario really about to happen?
Rosen felt that the God of Death was around him, even though he would reach out to him with a deadly scythe to harvest his life!
The balance shook violently, as if thinking, but also very uncertain...
Um?
Looking at the crazily shaking scales, the eyes of the three people present widened at the same time.
Rosen's feet were shaking nervously, while Ren clenched his fists behind him and made a squeaking sound.
Rosen could imagine that Ren had already reached for his waist to draw his sword.
The old man in front of Rosen had a serious look on his face and stared at Rosen.
If Rosen wanted to remain calm and composed, it was obviously no longer possible. He was very sure that he was going to be exposed and he would definitely die today!
"What to do? Are you going to die?"
"Forget it, just die, the worst is to enter the crossing passage again!"
"It just hurts Irene and the others."
Rosen suddenly thought of the scene of Irene breaking into the prison to save him last night, and he felt extremely grateful.
This is the first time in so many time travels that someone has been so kind to me.
The scales continued to shake wildly.
Soon a phantom appeared at this shaking frequency.
The phantom lasted for about three minutes...
"This...is the first time this has happened. So, are you a human?"
The scene that appeared in front of him shocked the old man.
Rosen himself felt baffled. Is this balance just showing off, or is it playing with his heartbeat?
Ren opened his mouth and was a little stunned.
"Teacher, is the instrument broken?" Ren asked.
"Impossible, even if your brain is broken, the instrument cannot break down. This is an instrument carefully studied by the scientific research team, so it is not that easy to break. Just wait and see."
The old man said in a deep voice.
He was already roughly certain in his mind that even if Rosen was eventually determined to be a human, he couldn't be an ordinary human. After all, ordinary people couldn't cause such a change in the balance.