Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1051: Killing Spree (asking for monthly ticket!)

"Sarastro..."

Sherlock thought thoughtfully: "This is the name of the leader of the Kingdom of Light in the opera Lulu's Magic Flute, right?"

"Yes."

Aiwass nodded. "It can be regarded as the magic weapon of the 'Pied Piper' profession. It can be used even after the Pied Piper is promoted. It looks like a sword, but it is actually a baton. By waving it, it is easy to create the illusion of light, which can bring extremely powerful benefits to people."

"...A promotional job for a flute player?"

Yasen was a little embarrassed, but also a little curious: "But the profession of the flute player is a high-level profession...it should be able to be used up to the fifth level."

"Yes."

Aiwass nodded: "I'm talking about the sixth energy level."

With the death of the Fallen Angels and the start of the Tail Ring Ceremony... he has become even more open about it.

"According to my information, the profession of 'Pied Piper' has the possibility of being promoted to the sixth level. Its sixth level is called 'Queen of the Night'..."

At this point, Iverson paused, and added in a tone that probably no one would believe: "Just think of it as what the Lord of Scales and Feathers told me."

…“Just take it as it is”?

"The sixth energy level..."

Yasen's eyes were full of longing: "I don't even expect to reach the sixth level... I wish I could have the chance to reach the fifth level."

Hearing this, Aiwass just chuckled and said, "Yes."

That is to say, now, the fifth energy level can be considered a superior person.

It is now May - in three months at most, the second round of the Tail Ring Ceremony will be held. By then, the level cap will be raised to level 70, and the theoretical maximum can even reach the eighth energy level, and the normal maximum can reach the seventh energy level.

It is roughly equivalent to a 2080 graphics card, which was undoubtedly the flagship model before the 2080ti was released. But after the 40 series came out, it may not even be able to beat the 4060.

"...Really?" Yasen was quite surprised by what Aiwass said.

"of course."

Aiwass affirmed: "In no more than three months, you will be able to be promoted to the fifth level."

This is not a big pie.

After all, Yasen has been stuck at the fourth energy level for a long time, and this kind of stuck level problem is the easiest to solve with "Tide of Transcendence". If he is lucky, he may be able to break through in a few days at the end of the month.

Not only Arsene, but Sherlock as well.

"Thank you for your kind words..."

Yasen clasped his hands together and said with sincere gratitude: "My biggest dream in this life is to be promoted to the fifth level."

This seemingly calm and reliable uncle, at this moment, became like a dreamy teenager, imagining the future: "I basically gave up the job of a phantom thief after I got married... After all, it's for face. If I get caught, it won't be good for the family. But the biggest reason is that I feel that the growth of my extraordinary power has stagnated.

"No matter how I tried to make 'greater art', I got stuck at this stage. From then on, I took a side job... designing stages for other people, mainly magicians or orchestras.

"But I have to say... the more I look at the 'beauty' of others, the more I yearn for it. When I look at beautiful things, even my own soul will become more beautiful. Just as writers can draw nourishment from the works of others, musicians will listen to the music of others to replenish their hearts... just like wisdom can be replicated through sharing, beautiful things will become more when they are mutually confirmed. This is probably why the pillar god of the path of beauty is called the Twin Mirror."

Yassen sighed.

There was a rare moment of silence in the car, and everyone was listening carefully to the rare true words that this thief revealed.

But Arsen himself felt a little embarrassed when he saw everyone listening so attentively.

He couldn't help but ask casually: "Where are we going? Has the murderer been found?"

"Well, I found it."

Aiwass nodded: "It's Earl Harrick - isn't that right?"

Halfway through his words, he looked at Sherlock for confirmation.

Sherlock also recalled it and nodded affirmatively: "That's right."

Although he was absolutely confident in his memory, he felt there was no need to check it again...

However, for the sake of caution, he hesitated for a long time, and finally opened the file bag he carried with him and carefully looked at the evidence and analysis he had written down.

Sherlock's face suddenly turned black, and he shouted: "No, no! It's the Count of Orleans——"

He also felt annoyed: "Turn around! The car might have gone the wrong way!"

I clearly know who the correct target is, but I simply cannot get to the other person!

"The Count of Orleans? I'm afraid that won't work."

Yasen opened the curtains and took a look at the scenery outside: "We are already at the door."

"It might as well."

Aiwas waved his hand: "I am quite curious... No matter how many times we try to find Count Orleans, we will be diverted to Count Harlech. Both memory and speech will be distorted, so if... Count Harlech no longer exists, where will we be led? "--I am looking forward to it. "

"……what are you up to?"

Yassen's face showed fear.

“I really want to do something.”

Aiwass said, taking out a mirror from his arms: "I didn't go to find Lily because letting her get involved in this matter...may not be a good idea."

From the gradually stopping carriage, a man in a white robe, with long white hair, bloodshot eyes... and a gloomy and dangerous temperament slowly walked down.

The servants watched from afar as the Duke's carriage stopped at the gate, and gathered without delay. Even though it was already late at night, the castle was still brightly lit.

Compared with other Moon Son earls, Earl Halik is relatively low-key.

The size of his manor is nothing compared to the Duke's Palace. Even compared to the Palace of Silver and Tin, this castle is several times smaller... But despite this, the number of slaves is not small.

Aiwass, who transformed into the Son of the Moon, could clearly smell the scent of the "Lock of Enchantment".

That is a blood slave transformed through the enchanting kiss.

These male and female servants, who appeared to be in their teens to thirties, all had marks of the enchanting kiss on their necks.

They did not seem as respectful and polite as Xing Ti's servants. Instead, they were immediately filled with fear when they saw the color of their guest's eyes.

"I'm looking for Harlech."

Aiwass in the form of Moon Child made a hoarse and low voice.

"Uh……"

The servants around him looked hesitant.

Aiwass reached out and grabbed one of them by the neck, pulling her directly to his side, revealing his ferocious fangs.

But the other servants were not surprised at all when they saw this.

The captured maid even closed her eyes and raised her chin to make it easier and less laborious for others to suck her blood.

This is not an act of flattery, but a matter of self-preservation.

In order to avoid having your head twisted off by the Moon Child who is annoyed by your tilted head and sucking blood, it is better to do it in one step.

"how?"

He said calmly: "He doesn't want to see me?"

"...No, guest."

Another male servant who looked the oldest stepped forward and said, "Which Lord Harrick are you looking for?"

He looked to be in his early thirties, wearing a monocle and shoulder-length black hair. He wore white gloves and was dressed like a butler, looking like he was about to sing.

"That's not the question you should be asking."

Aiwass said coldly: "Go and inform him - just say that Ibn wants to see him.

"Why don't you invite me in?"

As he spoke, the door of the carriage opened again.

Aleister jumped down from it lightly.

Such a beautiful girl made people stunned.

She placed her right hand on her chest and saluted politely. Then she took two quick steps and followed Aiwass. Her devilish charm made people dare not look directly at her, nor dare to stop her. She walked on the ground, carrying with her an increasingly sweet and intoxicating scent of blood.

Blood as crystal clear as rubies gradually gathered on her shoulder blades, like two flower buds or embryos.

The two distinguished guests walked up the stairs.

In front of them, the castle gate was slowly opened by the servants. They knew the taboo of the Moon Child - no one could enter without permission, so they all opened the gate and allowed this unidentified distinguished guest to enter.

At the moment he walked through the door, in the moment when the light and darkness changed, Aiwass's originally stern face suddenly showed a strange smile. The smile on Aleister's face also became more gentle.

"Aleister."

he called softly.

"I'm here..."

Aleister's voice rang out.

"Let's go on a killing spree."

Aiwass ordered.

(End of this chapter)