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

"Okay. As far as I know... no, according to my friend, about ten days ago, Duke Canbury teamed up with the members of the Dead Whisper Society and attempted to open a dragon treasure house buried deep beneath the city of Palmer!

"After receiving the news, the Church of Holy Light attempted to stop it. However, by the time their exorcists arrived, the Duke of Canbury and his companions were already dead! They were murdered, but the identity of the perpetrators and their motives remain unknown."

…is completely consistent with the information currently available to the Church.

This further confirms the identity of girl No. 28.

Luo Er secretly glanced at Mr. 9. The man in the black robe fell silent for a moment, as if busy thinking about something... Unfortunately, his face was hidden behind the mask, and Luo Er could not observe his expression at all.

"The dragon heritage is of great importance, and Duke Canbury holds a considerable position in the Fighter's Alliance. I'm sure the Church of Holy Light will take action." Lor turned to Girl No. 28 and asked, "What are the plans of the sages of the Holy City?"

"A sage is about to leave for Palmer City," the twin-tailed girl replied, her tone becoming noticeably excited. "That sage is an eighth-level transcendent. He is knowledgeable, humorous, elegant, and very handsome!"

understood.

You are his little fan girl, right?

"Elliot Yates? The youngest scholar in the Church of Holy Light?" Lor guessed.

After all, he was also a member of the church, and had heard of the deeds of the sages in the holy city... Among the long list of praises about Elliot Yates by Girl No. 28, at least the fact that he was "handsome" was well-known in the church.

"Yes, yes, that's him! You know a lot, Mr. No. 32!" The girl with twin ponytails nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, Mr. No. 9, who had been silent since a while ago, suddenly took a breath.

As if he suddenly figured something out, he asked anxiously:

"The dragon ruins beneath the city of Palmer... could they really be the rumored 'dragon cemetery'? How did Duke Canbury find its exact location? Also, has anything in the ruins been disturbed?"

"Eh?" Girl No. 28 was stunned for a moment. "Well, it seems there's an illegal transcendent leading the way... I remember his name was Benjamin Bane. As for whether the items in the ruins have been tampered with... it's because we can't confirm it yet, so we're troubling a sage to go and investigate personally!"

"Benjamin Bane, Benjamin Bane... Benjamin Bane of Palmer City..." Mr. No. 9 kept repeating the name, as if to remember it firmly.

Lor narrowed his eyes slightly.

Judging from his reaction, what Mr. No. 9 is really interested in is not the cause of the Duke of Campbury's death.

But it was the ruins.

Could it be that he...

"A small suggestion, Mr. 9," Lor pondered for a moment and reminded, "Now that the Church of Holy Light has entered, Benjamin Bane must have been protected... and the ruins must also be under strict surveillance and blockade."

"Thank you for the reminder," Mr. No. 9, dressed in a black robe, replied coldly, "But this matter is of vital importance to us. If that place is really the one we've been searching for for so long..."

He was halfway through his words when he suddenly came to his senses and stopped abruptly.

Perhaps because of the excitement at the moment, he accidentally revealed some information that he shouldn't have said, which was enough to expose his identity... Unfortunately, it was too late, Lor had already noticed it.

This person is most likely a member of the "Dragon Worship Cult"!

He is one of those fanatical dragon worshippers who has been investigating history, collecting relics, and trying to bring the extraordinary origin of "dragon" back to the world!

What a coincidence, I just wanted to ask them for a favor...

Lor thought.

My "brain flag" has once again made a great contribution.

Just as I was told that I could ask the Dragon Worship Sect to take the blame, I met someone who was suspected to be a member of the Dragon Worship Sect at a tea party... If that voice hadn't predicted it in advance, I might not have thought of using the people from the Dragon Worship Sect and missed this great opportunity!

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say. You are not allowed to deny the four hundred gold coins in information fee!" After explaining everything she knew, girl No. 28 took the lead and went through the door she came in through, returning to the tea party.

Mr. 9 was about to catch up when he suddenly heard an almost inaudible whisper from behind him.

"Don't worry. The ancient Dragon God's legacy has been moved to a safe place."

Hearing this, Mr. No. 9 was suddenly startled, turned around instantly, and looked at Lor wearing the No. 32 mask with an incredible look.

...Sure enough, he took the bait.

46. ​​Bait

"What did you just say?" Mr. No. 9 suspected that he had misheard.

"You heard it clearly," Lor said with a smile. "You guessed correctly. The ancient dragon god's relic that your 'Dragon Worship Cult' has been searching for is hidden deep beneath the city of Pamel in the 'Giant Dragon Cemetery.'"

"Not everyone knows this kind of information." Mr. 9 narrowed his eyes slightly, clearly still suspicious of Guest 32. "...Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am." Lor shrugged. "What matters is that I know the 'relic' is no longer in the ruins, and I also know where it is now."

Mr. No. 9 pondered for a moment and asked tentatively:

"Oh? Since you know so much about this, do you know what that 'relic' is?"

Of course Lor understood that the other party was testing him.

But he decided to cooperate.

"An egg, right?" he said slowly. "Inside the egg lies the unhatched offspring of the former Dragon God. It has absorbed the extraordinary powers left behind by the many deceased dragons surrounding the ruins, and even before it was born, it already possesses incredibly powerful spiritual power... Am I clear enough? Do I need to describe the specific size of this dragon egg, as well as the color and pattern on the shell?"

Hearing this, Mr. No. 9's pupils shrank, and the shock in his eyes could not be hidden.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

But he still couldn't suppress the trembling in his voice:

"So, you were the one who took out the Duke of Camberley? At least one of them? Your goal was to get the Dragon God's legacy first?"

"Wait, so you actually already knew the whole story, but you were still willing to pay two hundred gold coins to buy information from that little girl... in order to learn about the next moves of the Holy Light Church? Or, you've already realized I'm a member of the Dragon Worship Cult, and are just using this opportunity to contact me?"

"It's up to your imagination."

Faced with Mr. No. 9's barrage of questions, Lor remained indifferent and did not intend to explain in detail.

He has to maintain his mystery.

"It seems you don't intend to answer...Okay then."

Mr. 9 had already lost his composure, and his tone even began to beg:

"What do you need from us? Money, talismans, extraordinary items? Or knowledge and information about the dragon race and the power of the 'dragon'?"

"I need a favor from you," Lor replied leisurely. "My master and I don't want to sever ties with the Church of Holy Light for the time being, so you, the Dragon Worshipers, will bear the blame for killing Duke Canbury... Don't worry, I'll give you enough benefits."

Owner?

When Mr. No. 9 heard this word, he fell into deep thought for a moment.

He thought to himself, it seems that Mr. 32 has a powerful backer behind him...

That's right. After all, the Duke of Campbell is a mid-level transcendent, and he is surrounded by many guards who are as powerful as him, plus there are people from the Death Whisper Society... If you want to get rid of so many powerful transcendents in one go, you may have to have a demigod-level strongman to take action!

"You want us to become enemies with the Church of Holy Light... Well, it wouldn't be the first time anyway."

Mr. 9 gritted his teeth and agreed. It seemed that his status in the Dragon Worship Cult was not low, and he could make such an important decision alone without consulting his companions.

"But accordingly, you have to answer the questions I just asked."

However, Lor shook his head:

"What I want to give you is more important than all that...it's an 'opportunity'."

"Opportunity?" Mr. 9 frowned. "What opportunity?"

"An opportunity to meet the dragon." Lor said calmly.

Just a few simple words, yet they completely shocked Mr. No. 9... As a member of the Dragon Cult, a fanatic who dreamed of seeing a dragon, these words were like a bolt from the blue to him!

Meeting the dragon?

A living dragon?

In today's world, there are still dragons alive?

No, this is impossible...

Could it be that the descendants of the ancient Dragon God have finally emerged from their long slumber and been born?!

If this is true, it means...

The day when the power of dragons will reign over the world again is just around the corner!

We, the Dragon Worship Cult, have already gathered a vast amount of knowledge related to the "Giant Dragon" origin. We are fully aware of the methods for advancement from the first to the ninth level! We can definitely use this to cultivate a large number of powerful "Giant Dragon" root transcendents!

By then, our organization will surely grow rapidly and become equal to the current "Three Major Sources"... No, it is not impossible to even surpass them!

...Feeling Mr. 9's increasingly rapid breathing, the corners of Lor's mouth hidden behind the mask began to rise slightly.

He knew exactly what this man was thinking.

Just like the "Mistress" of the Dark Moon Society once said... To this day, there are still many people who covet the power and heritage of the dragon clan, and among these people, the "Dragon Cult" is undoubtedly the most fanatical group.

Therefore, it is impossible for them to remain indifferent to the "bait" released by Lor.

They will bite hard and never let go even if they die!

"As for what to do specifically to convince the sages sent by the church... well, my master hasn't decided on a specific plan yet, but he'll have a conclusion soon."

Lor continued, "South of Palmer City, about 10 kilometers from the city, there is a rocky hill. In three days, send your members from the Dragon Worship Cult there and wait for contact."

……

The tea party ended at two o'clock in the morning.

Lor walked through the dark blue door again and returned to the luxurious suite of the hotel.

"Dear guest No. 32, you have concluded three deals tonight."

A zombie rabbit that had been waiting by the door bowed slightly and then took out a purse filled with gold coins:

"The spiritual power crystals that Ms. 19 sold for you were worth a total of 1,200 gold coins. After deducting her commission and another 100 gold coins for the missing person commission, Jiahang should pay Ms. 28 a 200 gold coin information fee, leaving a remaining balance of 720 gold coins."

"Yeah." Lor took the purse and didn't count it carefully, but just weighed it.

Quite heavy.

It only took one night to earn the savings of an ordinary person for most of his life... Putting aside the other benefits of joining the Dark Moon Society, the opportunity to make money easily was enough for Lor to give up.

"Also, you need to give an item called the 'Crimson Conch' to Ms. 19," Zombie Rabbit reminded. "That's also part of the deal."

"OK, wait."

Lor turned his back, took out a crimson conch from the storage bag in the alien space, and handed it to the zombie rabbit.

"Okay, your transaction is complete." The zombie rabbit politely bowed to Lor again, and then disappeared into the dark blue door.

Overall, we gained quite a lot tonight.

The stuff was sold, I was making progress in contacting the "Golden Bones", and I successfully got in touch with the people from the Dragon Worship Cult... As for the "Red Spider Spine" that I should have been wary of, he didn't show up in the end, which made me nervous for nothing.

In addition, they unexpectedly discovered another member of the Dark Moon Society from the Church of Holy Light, "No. 28"... By the way, they also learned from her who the sage who was about to come to Palmer City was.

The only regret is that I still haven't found any information related to the vampires.

…For some reason, Isabella seemed very anxious about improving her strength.

But since this is the eldest lady's wish, Lor will do his best to help her realize it.

"It seems I still need to rely on the church's intelligence network..." Lor pondered, "Well, I'll observe tomorrow to see if my injuries are truly healed. If there's no problem, I'll go to Bishop Helm the day after tomorrow to advance to the third level. Then I'll take the opportunity to ask him about the movements of the vampires, especially the high-level vampires."

While thinking about this, I took off my coat and lay down on the bed.

"Come to think of it... Normally, by this time, the young lady would have sneaked into my room for a 'midnight snack'." Luo Er suddenly smiled. "I've been away for so many days this time. I wonder how hungry and thirsty she'll be when I get back..."

Hiss, my scalp tingles just thinking about it.

47. Miss him

In a dark and dreary basement.

"Mr. No. 9", who had just attended a tea party, breathed a sigh of relief, took off the black robe and hood used to conceal his identity, and revealed his true face.

This is a burly man with bronze skin, light gray hair and eyes, sharp features and a stern expression, reminiscent of hard and stubborn rock.

His real name is Le Guin Pound, a fifth-level "Hunting" root transcendent.

At the same time, he is also a historian and one of the leaders of the Dragon Worship Cult.

With the power of the "Dragon" declining, the Dragon Cult's foundation is not solid, and its organizational structure is quite loose. Not only are its members scattered all over the world, but most of them are not extraordinary people at all.

Fortunately, several leaders of the Dragon Worship Cult are still quite powerful, and each has many fanatical followers.

Le Guin Pound was one of them.