Have you had enough, Miss Vampire? It's time to get down to business.

All in all, these two people seemed to really think that I had run away... Next, I just had to watch them make a scene quietly and wait for them to leave.

I was lucky enough to encounter a high-level demigod and escape alive... Although it's a pity to waste a fifth-level rune, life is the most important thing!

Meanwhile, Lor and Isabella continue their corny drama.

"Thank you, thank you for liking me, 'darling'." Lor looked up at the night sky at a 45-degree angle. "But I can't go with you... I once swore to the Holy Light that I would never betray the Church."

"Even for my sake, can't you?" Isabella begged bitterly.

"Please don't force me, dear. Rather than having to choose between love and duty, it would be better for me to just die... Yes, if our relationship is exposed, I'll be dead anyway, so I might as well let you kill me now.

"Being killed by the hands of your lover can be considered a kind of happiness... Promise me, kill him with one strike, without hesitation!

"Okay, my dear, since this is your choice, I will grant your wish!" Isabella nodded painfully and summoned the deadly blood flow again, ready to go.

"But dear, before I die, can you let me praise the Holy Light one last time?"

As he spoke, Lor turned his back to the shadow where John, the aftermath man, was and clasped his hands together.

...The play is over.

The holy white light descended from the sky at Lor's prayer!

The enemy has nowhere to hide!

Isabella's attack was unstoppable.

Before the "cleaner" John could react, the sword-like ice crystal formed from the blood pierced his heart!

14. Loot

died.

Deadly.

Lor squatted beside the "cleanup man" John, who was lying in a pool of blood with a pierced heart, and carefully checked his condition.

"Let's move this guy into the warehouse first." Lor grabbed the corpse's shoulders and began to drag it.

Although this place is remote and it is late at night, so it is unlikely that anyone would pass by, we can't just leave the body on the street.

"As for this pool of blood..."

Before she could finish her words, Isabella snapped her fingers and the large pool of blood on the ground began to evaporate rapidly, disappearing completely in less than a few seconds.

"Your ability is quite convenient." Lor nodded at her.

"Come on, I'm a high-ranking vampire. When it comes to 'handling blood,' I'm an expert among experts!" Isabella raised her chin slightly and chuckled. "By the way, you were quite engaged just now... And when you called me 'dear,' you didn't use that weird accent as before."

Well, this...

I was somewhat immersed in the role at that time.

Lor had to admit this fact in his heart.

"Your performance was quite exaggerated. It gave me goosebumps." Lor began to comment on Isabella's performance. "Promise me that you will hone your acting skills in the future, okay? As a vampire who needs to hide his true identity at all times, with this level of acting, I'm really worried that you will be exposed if you are not careful..."

"Okay, I know!"

Isabella turned her pretty face away in displeasure, muttering softly, "You didn't even tell me beforehand, and suddenly asked me to cooperate with you in that cheesy scene, and you asked for so many things..."

As he spoke, Lor had already dragged the body into the warehouse.

They were placed side by side with their original target tonight, the "Thunder Morrison" who was unfortunately roasted to a pulp by the "Sun Nova".

"Hiss, that's really miserable." Lor couldn't help but shook his head.

Just now during the battle, the aftermath worker John mentioned the word "client".

In other words, this "Thunder Morrison" thought that he might be silenced, but he did not dare to seek the protection of the church, so he hired John, a third-level extraordinary person, as a bodyguard.

However, this bodyguard had no professional ethics and even used the client as bait.

Honestly, in the not-so-small city of Gordon, an illegal Transcendent with the strength of a Level 3 Transcendent was considered a top figure. Remember, this guy's bounty was a whopping 500 gold coins.

Five hundred gold coins are enough for an ordinary person to quit his job and retire.

……well.

Unfortunately, I can neither collect the money nor take credit for it from the church.

After all, according to common sense, as a grassroots exorcist with only first-level strength, it is impossible for me to single-handedly kill a third-level transcendent.

There's no way to explain it.

Luo Er sighed regretfully. It felt like suddenly discovering that he had won the lottery, only to check the date and realize that the claim period had already passed.

"Since there's no chance of getting the bounty, I can only lick the loot."

He searched the body of John the Cleaner and found the following:

Fifteen gold coins, several bottles of recovery agents and poisons containing spiritual power, and several spell runes ranging from second to fourth level... A rough estimate shows that the total value is not small, equivalent to one tenth of this guy's bounty.

In addition, there is a safe in this warehouse. After knocking it open, forty gold coins were found inside, which should be the deposit of "Thunder Morrison".

The harvest for just one night was already quite rich.

"Great! With this money, I can buy a few new dresses!" Isabella's eyes lit up and she stretched out her sinful little hand towards the small pile of gold coins.

As a result, he was slapped away by Lor.

"My dear, there are more important uses for this money than buying a dress, right?" He persuaded earnestly, thinking that he would never let Isabella manage money in the future. "And even if you really need to buy clothes, don't buy something so outrageously expensive! Live within your means, understand?"

"Indeed, I agree. There are more important things than buying a dress." Isabella thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Oh?

Has this guy finally gotten it?

"...Then buy a bigger house first! Your shabby apartment is too cramped and can't even meet my basic living standards!"

Well, I overestimated you.

The corners of Lor's mouth twitched slightly.

This guy really has no concept of money... Even in a small place like Gordon City, the fifty or so gold coins in his hand are not enough to buy a house!

"Okay, now that we're done, let's find a place to bury these two bodies while the night is dark and windy, and then go back."

Lor carefully put away the gold coins and other gains and stood up.

However, at this moment, he suddenly realized that something was flickering between the fingers of "John the Cleaner".

"Hmm? This guy seems to be holding something in his hand?"

When the corpse's stiff fingers were pried open, the object held in the palm was actually a silver coin.

A silver coin that looks quite old.

Its edges were slightly worn, with a crescent moon engraved on one side and two lines of strange text on the other that Lor could not understand at all.

"What is this?" Luo Er narrowed his eyes and carefully examined the strange silver coin. "I have a feeling that it seems to contain spiritual energy. Is it an item with extraordinary power?"

"Huh? Could this be... the token of the 'Dark Moon Society'?" Isabella suddenly asked, as if she recognized the origin of this thing.

"Dark Moon Society?" Lor looked confused.

"Well, an organization with a long history."

Isabella bit her thumb lightly and explained slowly, her expression rarely becoming serious:

"I don't know much about it either. I only know that their members were once spread all over the world, that they were quite powerful, and that they operated in secret... But from what I understand, the Dark Moon Society should have been wiped out by the combined efforts of all the major forces, right?

"Is it resurrected? And this guy is a member of the Dark Moon Society? Hmm... even a third-level scum like this can join, which means the Dark Moon Society's strength is no longer as strong as before..."

Hearing this, Lor raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

If you think about it carefully, Isabella is an immortal vampire after all. Although she looks like a girl on the surface, she has actually lived for many years, so it is normal for her to be knowledgeable and experienced.

What really surprised him was that he had never heard of the name "Dark Moon Society".

Logically speaking, an organization of extraordinary people that needs to be "jointly eliminated by all major forces" must have once possessed great influence... But why is there no mention of this either in history textbooks or in the church's internal materials?

Lor gently stroked the old silver coin, feeling that there was a huge secret involved.

At the same time, he remembered something else.

When asked where he got the precious "Sun Nova" spell, John, the aftermath man, replied, "I have a special trading channel."

Could it be that this so-called "Dark Moon Society" is his special channel?

If that's really the case... maybe I can use this "special channel" to get rid of all those hard-to-sell things at home at once!

Not only that, if I disguise myself as the late "John the Cleaner" and stay in this organization for a long time, I might be able to get more benefits in the future... Of course, this is definitely accompanied by risks, but it is worth a try.

This silver coin might be of great use.

"Although I still don't know how to connect with the other members of the Dark Moon Society, I'll keep this 'token' for now."

Lor carefully put the silver coin into the inside pocket of his coat.

……

on the way home.

"Hey, Lor!"

"what happened?"

"I'm a magnanimous young lady. Since you're so fussy about money, I'll reluctantly agree to let you manage the finances... But you have to agree to one condition!"

"What conditions?"

"You have to compensate me for that withered rose!"

"So you're still thinking about it...Okay, I'll buy it for you, if the flower shop isn't closed yet."

Since I have money now, I might as well buy more.

After all, there is a discount, buy 99 and get one free.

Author's words: I'm starting a new book, please like and vote for me!

Cat rolling around!

15. Everyday Girl

early morning.

Lor, whose bedroom and bed were occupied, woke up on the living room floor.

"Or, we should arrange to move soon..." He rubbed his aching shoulders and muttered to himself, "At least we need two bedrooms. I can't keep sleeping on the floor."

Although I can't afford to buy a big house, I can rent one.

Then he touched his neck again and found no teeth marks or holes.

It seems that I was not attacked by Isabella last night... This guy is quite trustworthy. He said that he would not suck my blood within three days, but he really didn't do it.

Lor turned his head and looked at the half-open door of the bedroom.

"The door is not even closed tightly. This guy is too casual, right? Does he really treat this place as his own home?" He came to the door, knocked twice, and pushed it open and walked in.

Isabella was still fast asleep.

She held in her arms the big bunch of roses that Lor had given her as "compensation" last night, and she didn't even feel uncomfortable.

She slept in a terrible posture, with half of the quilt kicked off; she was wearing Lor's pajamas, which were too loose for her, and the buttons were not buttoned properly, revealing her delicate shoulders and smooth belly.

How can she look like a young lady?

And that beautiful skirt she bought yesterday, she just threw it on the floor... How sloppy! Such expensive clothes, hang them up properly!

Lor, who is somewhat obsessive-compulsive about home hygiene, can't stand seeing this.

He walked to the window in two or three steps and opened the curtains with a "swish".

"Ahhh, sunshine, it's sunshine!" Isabella woke up instantly and covered her eyes fiercely. "It's so dazzling, it hurts! This is too much, Lor, are you trying to kill the master?!"

"Aren't you afraid of the sun?" Lor was indifferent.

"That's true, but... it's too early now! It's not even noon yet!" Isabella covered her head with the quilt and complained in a muffled voice, "I won't get up before noon. It's a matter of principle!"

"Then you need to change your living habits. Besides, you've already slept for eight hours, which is more than enough."