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

The bottom edge belongs to the extraordinary one.

Moreover, he didn't have many supernatural items and props that he could use. He only had a few bottles of potions he had picked up from the corpse of "John the Cleaner", a few talismans ranging from second to fourth level, and the "Wreckage of the Fire Demon"...

With these chips, there is still some chance of winning against an ordinary mid-level transcendent.

But wanting to fight against "Vampire Lucinda" in a duel is sheer wishful thinking.

Moreover, Isabella's strength has not recovered yet, so she cannot be allowed to fight the enemy head-on.

"Let the big boss handle it. There's no need for me to step in." Lor shook his head, thinking, "My most important task is to play a supporting role. As 'No. 32', I can lure Lucinda into the trap we've set..."

Come to think of it, I haven't even carefully examined the so-called "remains of the Flame Demon" yet.

Thinking of this, Lor picked up the small box from Ms. No. 19.

This small box is not big, about the same size as a jewelry box for rings. It is conceivable that the "remains of the fire demon" contained in it is not big either, probably only as big as a fingernail.

The surface of the box was covered with seals with talismans written on them.

Thanks to these seals, the extraordinary power contained in the "Remains of the Fire Demon" was completely sealed. Even though Lor now held the box in his hand, he could not feel any malice or spiritual power.

"Ok?"

Lor suddenly discovered that among the seals on the surface of the box, there was one with handwriting that was obviously different from the others... It was not written in magic runes, but in common language.

"'Mr. No. 32, how did you run so fast? I haven't had time to explain to you how to use this thing yet.'..." Lor read out the message above softly. It seemed to be a message from Ms. No. 19, "'Remember, face the enemy head-on and open the box.'... 'You only have one chance to use it, so make sure you seize the moment.'..."

Come to think of it, after the tea party, I was so busy rushing back to Isabella that I really didn't bother to ask her in detail about how to use this "Fire Demon Remnant".

I didn’t expect that this lady “No. 19” was so considerate.

If there is a chance in the future, I will do more business with her.

Lor thought.

Just then, a rustling sound was heard in the room.

This sound came from the crimson conch sent by "Vampire Lucinda".

Lor's expression suddenly became serious. He quickly exchanged glances with Isabella, signaling her not to make a sound. Then he picked up the conch and put it to his ear.

"What's the target's situation?" Lucinda's deep voice came from the conch.

"Everything is normal," Lor replied. "The target hasn't made any unusual moves. He seems to be planning to lurk in Gordon City for a while."

"Very good. Continue monitoring and report to me promptly if anything unusual occurs."

After that, the call came to an abrupt end.

"Hmph, this woman's voice is still as disgusting as ever." Isabella said with disgust.

But Lor frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

Just like last time, I could hear the sound of wind and waves while talking to Lucinda.

Luo Er had originally thought that this was some inherent characteristic of the "Crimson Conch," similar to some kind of background noise. However, this time, the "rustling" sound he heard was subtly different from the last time. Not only was there the sound of wind and waves, but there was also a faint sound of thunder...

This is not "background noise", but the ambient sound where Lucinda is!

"Could it be... that she is at sea now?" Lor speculated.

Yes, that should be it.

The enemy will come by sea!

Author's words: There are so few comments and complaints these days. Is anyone really following this book?

Cat, cry!

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55. Are you teasing me again?

"If we go by sea, we can only land near 'Jiuwang Village'."

Lor recalled the surrounding terrain and made a judgment.

The coastline near Gordon City is quite complex, with reefs scattered throughout and turbulent undercurrents. It is almost impossible to find a place suitable for ships to anchor and land... The only exception is a small fishing village called "Old Net", where the beach is relatively flat.

"Now that the location has been determined, the next thing we need to find out is the number of enemies and their strength."

Lor narrowed his eyes slightly.

However, obtaining this information is far from easy.

Lucinda is a very cautious person. Every time she communicates, her speech is concise and to the point, without any nonsense. It is very difficult to get information from her... Trying rashly will only arouse suspicion.

"Just leave it to me." Isabella said suddenly.

"Oh? What are you going to do?"

"Hmph, remember how I found that Victor Monroe?"

Isabella raised her chin slightly and said:

"Vampires can sense the 'aura' of their own kind, and the stronger their rank, the sharper this perception becomes... I am a first-generation vampire, a demigod-level powerhouse. No vampire within a one-kilometer radius can escape my discerning eyes!

"So, as long as we go to that fishing village you mentioned and wait there in advance, as soon as the enemy ship approaches, I'll be able to tell how many vampires are on it and their strength!"

...That's a solution.

However, Lor is still a little uncertain:

"But Lucinda's perception ability should be quite strong, right? Wouldn't that expose you as well?"

"Isn't that better? To her, I'm irresistible 'bait'."

Isabella said indifferently:

"Don't worry. Based on my aura alone, that woman was able to roughly estimate my strength, but she couldn't detect my true identity... Besides, in her opinion, I should have been dead long ago."

As she spoke, her expression gradually became serious.

"Lor, this whole thing is ultimately caused by me. I can't just stand by and watch! No matter what, I have to do something!"

"I understand."

After seeing the realization in Isabella's eyes, Lor no longer objected.

"However, unless absolutely necessary, do not use spiritual power."

He reached out and grasped the back of Isabella's fair, delicate, and slightly chilled hand, and warned her, "By then, there will undoubtedly be many members of the Church ambushing near Old Net Village. You must be careful to conceal yourself so as not to be exposed."

"Ok, I know."

Isabella pursed her lips slightly and looked away, but did not pull her hand back.

Just let Lor hold it.

The warm feeling spreads from the place where the skin touches to the whole body, and then turns into unbearable heat.

Bold family, teasing me again...

Aren’t you afraid that I’ll be greedy for his body again?

Isabella thought to herself with a blushing face.

…Just then, her stomach made a rumbling sound at the right moment.

"Hungry?" Lor raised his eyebrows.

"I've been busy all day, and it's normal to feel hungry!" Isabella pulled her hand back in panic. As a lady of noble birth, hearing her stomach growling was a very embarrassing thing. "Hey, servant! I ordered you to buy some dessert!"

"I'm not saying hello. Also, it's so late, where can I get you dessert?"

Lor looked at the clock in the room and sighed.

"I don't care, I just want to eat!" Isabella kicked her little feet and started making a fuss.

"Ah, there's really nothing I can do about you..." Lor helplessly unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, exposing his neck completely. "I really can't buy you dessert at this time, so just make do with me, okay?"

Isabella couldn't help swallowing.

There's really no way to resist this temptation.

"You said it yourself! I won't be polite to you tonight!"

……

Pamela, diocesan headquarters.

The parish bishop, Mason Helm, walked down the spiral staircase, step by step, towards the "weapons depot" deep underground.

The bishop is old, with white hair and beard, but he is still energetic and walks steadily.

Behind him followed two mid-level exorcists.

One of them was as strong as an ox, with a broad back and strong arms, and a cheerful and heroic temperament; the other was thin and gloomy, walked silently, and had a gaze as sharp as an eagle.

"This time, the enemy we face is no small matter," Bishop Helm said. "I will select suitable 'Seal Artifacts' from the arsenal. Take them and head to Gordon City overnight."

"I will obey your orders, Your Excellency!"

The burly man patted his chest and answered in a resounding voice, "It's been over a year since you last opened the armory... Which Sealed Artifact are you planning to use this time?"

"Hmm..." Bishop Helm pondered for a moment, then said, "'Tears of Truth'... 'Holy Lance of Sunfire'... and 'Silent Doll'."

"Using three Sealing Artifacts at once?" the burly exorcist exclaimed in surprise. "With the Saint's visit, and 'that lord' accompanying her, taking on a vampire, even a demigod-level one, shouldn't be a problem!"

You know, although these "sealed objects" are powerful, they also contain dangers.

If the user is not careful, they will suffer backlash and hurt themselves and their companions.

There is a reason why the armory is not opened easily.

"I understand your concerns."

Bishop Helm replied:

"If we were just dealing with 'Vampire Lucinda,' that lord might be enough on his own. But the problem is, the enemy isn't just one person. Captain Rhonina's intelligence indicates she's likely bringing a group of followers with her.

"From what I know, the vampire Lucinda has been constantly creating her own kind over the years. Among her followers, there are at least five mid-level vampires, and even more low-level ones... We must wipe out these evil demons in one fell swoop. Even if we miss just one, it could cause endless trouble.

"What's more, this vicious vampire once escaped the hands of the church... This time, we must not make the same mistake again!"

Bishop Helm's meaning was clear.

Using seals certainly involves certain risks.

But more importantly, "salvation and protection".

"In that case, why not just take out that sword as well?"

Another gloomy and taciturn exorcist suddenly spoke:

"If I remember correctly, that thing has been lying in the armory for nearly thirty years, right? If it's not taken out and used soon, it's probably going to rust."

"Hmph, that's easy for you to say." The burly man shrugged. "The reason it's been unused all this time is because no one uses it anymore. That sword is so evil that even the demigod-level sages in the Holy City can't do anything with it!"

"It's simply because I haven't met the right person." The gloomy exorcist shrugged. "To wield that sword, no matter how high your rank is, it's useless. The key is whether you can align yourself with the sword's will... There are two new members on the Gordon City exorcist team this year, right? Perhaps one of them can succeed?"

“…It’s worth a try.”

Bishop Helm rubbed his chin lightly, his old eyes showing a hint of anticipation:

"Those two newcomers from Gordon are quite impressive, to be honest... I hope one of them is chosen by the sword."

"A newcomer, chosen by that sinister sword?" The burly exorcist seemed to disagree. "That's not necessarily a good thing... In a sense, it's pretty unlucky."

56. Shoot first, then draw the target

The next morning, all members of the Gordon City Exorcist Team gathered.

"Lord Helm, the diocesan bishop, has taken three sealed artifacts from the 'Arsenal'. They are being escorted by six colleagues from the diocesan headquarters and are on their way to Gordon City."

Captain Luo Nina didn't waste any time and immediately started to synchronize the situation with the team members:

"Among these six colleagues, two are at level five, and the other four are at level three. They are very reliable reinforcements. Furthermore, several other surrounding cities have also sent elite members, who should be able to reunite with us before the enemy arrives.

"Also, Saint Angelica's response has arrived... She and her guard, Lord Lerion, the eighth-rank demigod known as the 'Defender of the Faith,' will also lend us a helping hand!"

Although it was expected, everyone still showed a look of relief.

Before this, everyone only heard that Her Majesty the Saint had a demigod-level guard, but no one knew who he was. It was not until today that they heard the person's exact name.