The Path of Ascension to the Priest

There was no light in the dark and damp dungeon, and the torches on the wall revealed a faint light. It was oppressive and closed, and even the air seemed turbid.

After Eva woke up from the coma, she was a little confused by the strange environment around her. Recalling what happened before she lost consciousness, she woke up instantly, stood up from the ground and turned her head to look for Jillian anxiously.

"I'm here." Jillian walked from behind Eva and said solemnly.

Eva turned her head to look at her, and looked her over carefully. Seeing that she was not injured, she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and began to complain, "You should have just run away."

Jilian has a chance to escape the range of the teleportation array.

Jillian explained calmly, "Let you be arrested alone, and you may die."

Eva: "..." She's not that easy to kill, okay?

I have to say that with Jillian around, Eva still felt relatively safe. She looked around and asked doubtfully, "Where is this place?"

Black witches and werewolves don't have any deep hatred, so there's no need to go to great lengths to catch them, unless...they are implicated.

Jillian staggered away, exposed Irene who was sitting in a daze in the corner behind her, and whispered, "You have to ask her about that."

Eva saw Irene startled for a moment, then narrowed her eyes, walked over and said displeasedly: "Who are you?"

Eva's questioning awakened Irene who was immersed in her own thoughts. She raised her head in a daze, and saw that Eva's eyes fluctuated a little. Irene apologized softly, "I'm sorry."

"...I'll let them let you out."

Eva frowned and opened her mouth to say something. Jillian spoke first, looked at Irene and said, "You are a black witch."

Her tone was very positive, not asking.

Irene touched the hairball tucked inside her sleeve, the warm touch slowly calmed her down, she nodded and admitted, "I am indeed a black witch."

"Their purpose is to catch me, and it has nothing to do with you." Irene said calmly: "Even a black witch would not want to offend a werewolf, and they will definitely let you go."

She took out the bright holy water they had agreed upon from the space gem, lowered her head and said, "These are the promised rewards."

Irene's series of actions made Eva's face slightly calm. She glanced at Jillian, bent down to put away the bright holy water after thinking about it, and said, "If we can still rescue you this time, the reward will be doubled."

Irene's expression moved slightly, she looked up at them, and a glimmer of hope ignited in her heart when she thought of something, "Can you go to the Holy See after you go out..." Before she could finish her sentence, she was hit by a burst of heavy footsteps. Suddenly, the footsteps stopped at their door from far to near.

There was the sound of rattling chains at the door. After a while, the door was opened, and the giant poked his head in and waved to Irene, "Master asked me to take you there."

Looking at the opened door, Eva's eyes flickered, and her figure had teleported to the door. She punched the giant with a punch. The giant's nose was hit and the giant let out a cry of pain, and took a few steps back.

"Ah, it hurts..." Eva's hand was shaken back by the black air that suddenly appeared at the door, and a piece of flesh was corroded on the back of her hand where it touched the black air.

Frowning, Jilian stepped forward, took a bottle of bright holy water and poured it on her hand, then wrapped her hand with a square scarf.

Eva looked at the bright holy water sprinkled on the ground, and said regretfully: "It's wasted."

Jillian: "..."

"There is a dark barrier here." Irene stood up and sighed, and walked over resignedly. When she passed by Jillian and Eva, she stopped and said in a low voice: "You can find Greg after you go out." Lace help me?"

Before Jillian could speak, Irene changed her words again, "Forget it, it might be too difficult for her."

Even if the blond priest is still a werewolf besides his superficial identity, there are still two werewolves standing in front of Irene.

She was still captured here, perhaps, no one can save her.

Irene followed the giant and the door was closed again. Eva endured the pain and looked at the door, and said doubtfully, "Why does she trust that priest so much?" Aren't the black witch and the priest enemies?

Jillian shook her head. She stared in the direction of the door expressionlessly. Through the unclear window on the door, she could vaguely see someone peeping outside. The other party probably didn't expect to meet her eyes and hid in panic. open.

"...We didn't come here because of Irene." Anger flashed across Jillian's face.

Eva looked at her suspiciously, sniffed the smell in the air under her signal, and vaguely smelled something that made her face ugly.

This damned traitor, their guess was right, someone in the clan had taken refuge in the Black Witch.

Irene followed the giant through the long and dark corridor, with chained rooms on both sides. Through the window on the door, she could vaguely see that many people were locked inside. She frowned and stopped before leaving the dungeon. After a while, he suddenly raised his head and said to the giant, "Can you let Eva and the others go?"

The giant scratched his head in embarrassment, "The big master asked them to catch them."

A flash of surprise flashed in Irene's eyes, and she glanced back at the dark corridor. She was silent for a while, and did not ask for release again.

The giant took Irene into a stone room and left. The door was closed, and the surrounding area was surrounded by a circle of darkness. She went to the corner and sat down. The gray hair came out of her sleeve and looked up blankly. looking at her.

Irene touched the hair ball absently, her expression was gloomy, all kinds of thoughts appeared in her mind, and the heart that was about to give up was ignited again. She struggled for a long time, and took out a piece from the space gem. Withered and yellow leaves, she crushed the leaves and put them on the ground.

If she dared not use dark spells in this room, she would definitely be discovered.

The hairball lying beside Irene suddenly turned its head to look at the broken pieces on the ground, moved its nose, got up and wanted to run over, but was stopped by Irene's hand, and after a while, a skeleton mouse came up from the ground He ran to Sumo.

Irene reached out to grab it away, then took out the pen and paper, pondered for a while, lowered her head and wrote quickly, and soon filled the parchment. She folded the parchment and stuffed it into the body of the skeleton mouse, whispering Muttering to himself, "It must be sent to the Bill Empire."

Bill Empire, Holy See.

The day agreed with Lucille arrived soon, Tang Qiu refused the pile of banquet invitations on the table to spare the time, even put on the cloak ahead of time, but was rushed when he was about to open the door to go out Jennifer was stopped.

Jennifer looked at Tang Qiu's attire, startled for a moment, and asked, "Are you going out?"

Tang Qiu nodded, seeing her frowning, he sighed secretly, "What's the matter?"

"Priest Monica is looking for you."

If it was someone else, they would be able to perfunctory, but Monica would be fine. Tang Qiu untied the cloak resignedly, and asked curiously, "Do you know what it is?"

"Archbishop Reese wants to choose believers."

Tang Qiu closed the door, walked side by side with Jennifer, and said, "What does this have to do with us?"

Reese came to Bill Holy See under the pretext of selecting qualified believers of light. The Holy See branches in various countries will select some outstanding believers and send them to the Central Holy See every year. They used to be selected by the bishop of the Holy See, but since Rui This power became hers when Ruth became Cardinal.

"When selecting believers, the bishops and priests of the Holy See must be present." Knowing that Tang Qiu had just entered the Holy See, Jennifer explained, "Because it was Archbishop Ruisi who suddenly decided to choose believers, so I am notifying you now."

Reese has always been like this, and Tang Qiu knew without thinking that Monica's face must have turned dark again.

Watching Ruisi waste almost a whole day choosing believers, when Tang Qiu finally had time to leave, the sky was already dark.

After telling Jennifer that she would not be coming back tonight, Tang Qiu put on her cloak and left through the back door of the Holy See. There was some distance between the Holy See and Lucille's manor. She had just walked a third of the way when a black shadow suddenly stuck to her. Behind her, a cold hand directly grasped her wrist.

A familiar breath came, and Tang Qiu calmly pressed Lucille's arm, and said in a low voice, "Go back to the manor."

There were already people on the road looking at them curiously.

Lucille followed Tang Qiu silently. At a corner that was not easy to be noticed, she suddenly raised her arms to wrap around Tang Qiu's waist, and with a slight force, she directly carried him on her shoulders. The afterimage disappeared in place in an instant.

The field of vision suddenly turned upside down, Tang Qiu had already prepared the spell of light, he hesitated for a moment, but still did not release it.

Forget it, who made her face a vampire who had been hungry for a long time.

It didn't take long for her vision to be upside down. Lucille's speed was very fast. After entering the manor, she jumped in from the open window on the second floor, put Tang Qiu on the bed, and immediately pressed her over.

The wrist was tightly clenched, and the sleeve slipped down. Lucille knelt on the bed with one knee, lowered her head and bit Tang Qiu's wrist, her dark red eyes stared at the beautiful priest below without blinking.

The pain in the wrist made Tang Qiu frowned. She raised her eyes and looked at Lucille, trying to divert her attention. Every time Lucille sucked blood, she would maintain a trace of calmness, and this time was no exception. After Qiu met her eyes, she habitually looked away.

"Have you been waiting for me near the Holy See?" Tang Qiu raised his hand and grabbed a strand of red hair hanging down her chest, thinking of the position where Lucille had just appeared, which happened to be within the range of the Holy See.

Lucille swallowed the blood in her mouth, and said in a low voice: "No." She paused, maybe because she thought of how "timely" she appeared, and added, "Just arrived."

Tang Qiu smiled lightly, and did not expose her words. She looked at the restrained Lucille, thought for a while, and said, "I have prepared a lot of bright holy water."

Lucille looked at her questioningly.

"You can be more indulgent this time." Tang Qiu found a comfortable position for himself, and said with a smile: "You are very hungry, aren't you?"

Because Lucille was looking down at Tang Qiu, blood flowed down from the wound to the palm of the wrist she was pulling, and a drop of blood flowed down Tang Qiu's fingers onto her priestly clothes.

Tang Qiu looked down at the "red rose" blooming on the pure white robe and was about to tease Lucille for wasting food, but her palm suddenly warmed up, and her expression stiffened slightly due to the moist and soft touch.

Lucille licked off the blood on Tang Qiu's palm, and then her fingers, without letting go of any corners, with a serious expression without the slightest hint of ambiguity.

Tang Qiu raised her eyes, looked at Lucille delicately, her palms subconsciously curled up, and when her fingertips touched the softness, she froze for a moment and dared not move any more.

I thought Lucille would be safe if she didn't touch her neck, but who knew that just biting her wrist was so "dangerous".

Unexpectedly, he would be teased unconsciously by Lucille, Tang Qiu sighed in his heart, his thoughts were a bit complicated.

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You can also go to bed early today!