Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 226 The Assassin and the Missy
When Lorelia regained consciousness, she was no longer surrounded by twisted and squeezed walls, but between the bright starry sky and the ruined walls.

The base of the Gertler family, which has a history of nearly a hundred years and has been strengthened countless times, no longer exists. Both the above-ground buildings and underground facilities have been reduced to ruins.Fortunately, the barrier used to block sound transmission is still in operation, and the fierce battle tonight did not affect the surroundings.

Silently checking her body, she didn't feel any changes, not even dust, Lorelia couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.Although she showed determination and bravery in front of Shen Er, she was still an underage girl, and she was unavoidably nervous when she lost consciousness in front of unknown strangers.

Slightly calming down, the magic power stored in the body spread along the magic circuit to the whole body. The soreness caused by the coma quickly dissipated, and Lorelia sat up.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that there was a simple silver metal bed under her body.Rubbing the bed board with her fingers, Lorelia quickly recognized the body of the metal bed—the moon spirit marrow liquid that was shaped by fluid operation and solidified by air pressure operation.

"I didn't expect that ugly-speaking assassin to be quite considerate, and he changed his opinion a little bit."

The corners of Lorelia's mouth curved slightly, and the aloof aura eased slightly, replaced by the unique softness of a girl.

Tilting her head and thinking for a while, she left the metal bed, drew out a spell with the whip, and lifted the solidification of the Moon Spirit Essence, and then stood quietly beside Quicksilver and waited.

Tens of seconds later, a figure in a cloak emerged from the mess, dragging a safe in his left hand, and a handful of full-grained, pure-colored gemstones in his right hand, looking like an upstart.

"Yo, I'm awake. Good morning, miss, did you sleep well?"

This upstart is naturally Shen Er, who sensed that the solidification magic on the Yueling marrow liquid was broken, and he knew that Lorelia had woken up.

"It's okay, but the bed is too hard, it would be better to have a mattress." I don't know if she felt better after sleeping, or she was amused by Shen Er's strange appearance, Lorelia didn't dwell on the offense just now.

"Sorry, sorry, I accidentally tore down the house with too much force, and I didn't have time to grab a mattress. Be careful next time."

"next time?"

Hearing Shen Er's insincere apology, Lorelia's eyelids twitched, and she finally resisted the urge to complain.

"Where's Gertler?"

"Dead, wiped out, not even dregs left." Shen Er spread his hands.

Now that he has seen the strongest posture of Shen Er riding a pegasus, he must die, and not even leave his body and soul, lest some information be read by a magician who is proficient in necromancer magic.

"Is that so?" Lorelia sighed.

"What's wrong?" Shinji asked.

Lorelia asked back, "Do you know why I'm here?"

"Mediate the conflict between Elmeloy and Gertler—I understand."

Bathermelo and Elmeloy belong to the aristocratic camp and are allies.But this time, the Bathermelo family, who were supposed to be on the side with El Meloy, actually took the side of the traitor Gertler. In all likelihood, Gertler made a condition that Bathermelo could not refuse. .

With this figured out, new questions arose.

"A mere Gertler, what capital can impress Barthemelo? If you really want to have such capital, wouldn't it be better to talk to El Meloy directly?"

"Because of Gertler's conditions, only Barthumello will be moved in the whole clock tower." Lorelia explained, "It doesn't matter if I tell you now, it's important information about Altenroche."

"Whose information are you talking about?" Shen Er thought the name sounded familiar, but couldn't remember who it was.

"Tevham Otenrose, for most people, the title 'White Winged' is more familiar."

With that said, Shinji understood.

"White Wing Lord" Tevem Otenroche, No. 27 seat of "17 Dead Apostles", turned from a magician into a vampire.A typical vampire, known as the "King of the Dead Apostles" (in name), the territory is also the largest among the 27 ancestors, and is one of the oldest Dead Apostles.

The entire mysterious world knows that, for unknown reasons, the Barthemero family focuses on hunting the dead, and is especially obsessed with White Wing.
"So that's the case, no wonder you are tempted. But there is no need for you, the eldest lady, to take the risk yourself. If I don't have the means to break the predicament, it will really be over."

Shinji's answer sounded very normal, but Lorelia frowned, showing suspicion.

"Are you really from El Meloy?"

"Yeah, why do you ask that?" Shen Er gave a "thump" in his heart, his tone still not revealing any flaws.

"Then you shouldn't be ignorant of Barthumello's philosophy."

Shinji was so choked that he couldn't speak, he could only carefully recall the settings of the poor Bathermero family and Lorelia.

For some reason, Lorelia didn't delve into it, but continued to explain: "The philosophy of the Barthemero family is that 'a person's performance is more worthy of attention than personality', so family members are more important to family or relatives Things are very light, what we value is ability, and we must show the corresponding ability if we want to get something.”

If it doesn't sound like aristocratic discourse, it is indeed the philosophy of the Barthemero family, but there is a major premise to be added, the status is the same, and people with noble blood should be obeyed.The people of Barthemelo firmly believe that only their own people have noble blood, and the only ones who can stand on an equal footing with them are those who manifest the first magic.

Therefore, Barthermelo didn't care about the life and death of other nobles at all, and rarely interacted with other nobles. The closest to this family was the Archibald family where Kenneth was.But even so, after Kenneth's death, Barthemelo only gave a minimum of help to ensure that El Meloy would not be delisted.

In fact, the other two factions are the same.Regardless of whether they flaunt noble blood or not, magicians are creatures whose reason is greater than emotion. As long as they have the ability, no matter which faction they belong to, they will be reused, but they are not as extreme as Barthumello.

Under such a major premise, the members of the Barthemero family have already developed the good habit of "do it yourself, have enough food and clothing", and they may entrust other people with unimportant things, and they must do it themselves for important things.

"In Bathmelo, the best way to show your ability is to hunt dead disciples, especially dead disciples related to Altenroche. Gertler happens to have information about a dead disciple directly related to Altenroche. If I can hunt it down, and no one can stop me from inheriting Bathmelo. Elmeloy, let’s consider you a member of the Elmeloy family, how can you compensate me?"

PS: "White Wing Lord" has a large territory, but most of the Dead Apostles don't care about the territory, so of course he is very strong, but it is estimated that he still can't beat those few real monsters. At best, he can barely squeeze into the top ten of the 27 ancestors.

(End of this chapter)