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

At the same time, the "customers" who were dividing up the spoils all expressed admiration:

"As expected of you, Mr. Sylvie! You actually helped each of us achieve our bidding goals, without missing a single item!"

"Your channels and skills are truly astonishing! No wonder you're able to run the Silver Star Chamber of Commerce so well!"

"Next time you have business, please be sure to call me!"

"You are all too kind. I just happened to encounter the right opportunity." Lor said with a smile.

"Being too modest is the same as being arrogant, dear." Isabella proudly hugged Luo Er's arm, obviously enjoying the flattery and fawning from those around her. "My Luo... I mean, my husband, has always been very shrewd and business-minded! Small events like auctions are just a piece of cake for him!"

...This guy is starting to get carried away.

Lor smiled bitterly in his heart and did not completely relax.

Because he knows it in his heart.

Obtaining the "Skull of Temptation" at the auction is only the first step... The mission will not be completed until the item is returned to the church and properly sealed.

Thinking of this, Lor looked at Mrs. Windsor in the corner of the venue and her companion beside her.

The other party probably won't give up so easily.

Right now we are still in the Duke's Mansion, so they won't do anything outrageous...but once we leave this place, it will be hard to say.

You have to be careful and take precautions.

Lor thought.

"Tonight's auction is more interesting than previous years."

At this moment, the Duke of Canbury, who at first glance seemed friendly and easygoing, yet at the same time imposing without anger, slowly walked towards Lore. He quickly glanced at Lore's "clients" who were dividing the spoils and said with a smile:

"Bidding for others as an agent... This isn't uncommon, but you're quite a big business, Mr. Sylvie. Gathering huge sums of money into your own hands, and then controlling the entire auction... Yeah, quite a clever move."

"It seems like the Duke has already seen through it." Lor nodded slightly and said, "Your tolerance and generosity are admirable for allowing me to act like this."

"It's mainly because your performance is wonderful enough, Mr. Sylvie."

The Duke of Canbury narrowed his eyes slightly, still wearing a polite smile on his face, making it difficult to discern his true meaning. "It is worthwhile for me to hold this auction tonight to meet a young talent like you.

"If there's a chance, I'd like to chat with you more and get to know you better... Unfortunately, it seems there won't be that chance tonight. After all, you seem to be in a hurry."

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Duke, for your understanding." Lor's eyes twitched slightly.

...This old fox was clearly telling me to quickly put the "temptation skull" I just got in my hands into good hands.

Did he see that I was from the Church of Holy Light?

should not.

Firstly, I am not from the headquarters of the Palmer Diocese, and I am a newcomer who has just joined the company not long ago. It is impossible for anyone here to know me; secondly, I did not use any supernatural abilities or spiritual power tonight.

But the Duke of Canbury has probably already seen that I am a superhuman, and guessed that I belong to an organization that is not insignificant.

Let him guess.

As long as there is no concrete evidence to prove that I am a member of the church, he will have no handle to hold against me.

……

Half an hour later.

"Your Excellency the Duke, did you really let 'Mr. Sylvie' escape?" Trevante asked doubtfully. "This person's origins are unknown, so there's definitely something fishy about him... Maybe he's sent by the Church of Holy Light!"

"Judging from their behavior, it's unlikely."

The Duke of Canbury shook his head. "Those guys who are busy dealing with illegal supernatural beings and monsters, and saving citizens all day long, don't have such skills... Unless he is an 'inquisitor'... But to call him an inquisitor, he is too young."

And the "Mrs. Sylvie" beside him doesn't seem like an ordinary person either.

The Duke of Campbury couldn't explain the feeling, but his intuition told him that this girl had some evil aura about her, which was far from the "holy light".

……

On the return carriage, Isabella suddenly became alert:

"Lor, someone is following us."

"Really? As expected of a young lady, you're really perceptive." Lor raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look out the window. "...How far away are we?"

"Only half a kilometer, the distance is gradually closing." Isabella snorted. "Oh, you're really relentless... Failure is failure, can't you just admit it honestly? This look is too embarrassing, isn't it? A mere scum dares to come here and die, how dare you overestimate your own abilities!"

"Mrs. Windsor's strength is at least at level five. No matter how you look at it, she's not a small fry, right?" Lor said with a wry smile. "And she has a companion by her side. We don't know their strength level yet..."

"So what if I'm at level five? Do I really fear them?"

Isabella gently snapped her fingers:

"It just so happens that I haven't been active for a while, and I've been sucking a lot of blood from you recently, so my spiritual power has recovered a lot... I was just thinking of finding a few guinea pigs to experiment on!

"Let me make it clear in advance, Lor. You are not allowed to attack without my permission later! You have been the center of attention tonight, and I haven't had a chance to show my skills!"

...It seems that the young lady is in a very good mood tonight.

Lor thought helplessly.

However, there was no village or shop nearby, so it was unlikely there would be any witnesses. This was indeed a good opportunity for her to let loose and have a fight.

Lor couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the impending enemy.

17. Her in His Eyes

The target is getting closer.

Mr. and Mrs. Sylvie, right up ahead!

On the rugged mountain road, the second-level undead transcendent Glenn was driving a black carriage alone.

He shook the reins in his hand, urging the horse to speed up.

I never expected that Lady Windsor would be stopped by the guards of the Duke's Mansion. I don't know what the other party is planning... But it doesn't matter. I still have the powerful talisman Lady Windsor gave me, which is enough to deal with any strong enemy!

And it’s better this way.

This way, the credit for capturing the "Skull of Temptation" will be entirely mine! I can definitely use this achievement to advance to the third rank, then the fourth, and fifth rank, and even replace Lady Windsor in the Death Whisper Society!

Ambition gradually grew in his heart, and Glenn's mouth corners unconsciously curled up slightly, revealing a fanatical smile.

At this moment, suddenly, he heard a clear voice like a silver bell:

"What's so exciting? Tell me so I can be happy too."

The sound came from the carriage behind him.

Glenn, who was driving, was startled and turned to look at the glass window between the driver's seat and the car.

A girl with silver hair, red eyes and a dark blue dress appeared in the carriage silently like a ghost!

She held onto the edge of the seat with both hands, her body slightly leaning forward, a faint smile on her lips... She looked innocent and cute, but at the same time, she exuded a sense of oppression that sent chills down one's spine!

Is that "Mrs. Sylvie"?

But when did she get into my car? And how did she do it?

In shock, Glenn unconsciously yanked the reins.

The horses were in a state of panic as they galloped, causing the entire vehicle to veer off the center of the road. Glenn realized his mistake, quickly regained his grip on the reins, and tried to redirect the vehicle.

You know, there is a steep cliff next to the road. If you fall down accidentally, it will be very dangerous!

But at this moment, the carriage suddenly lost its balance completely, as if pushed by some invisible force, and overturned straight towards the cliff!

……Oops.

Glenn felt a chill in his heart.

As the carriage fell off the cliff, he suddenly discovered from the corner of his eye that the girl who was supposed to be in the carriage had appeared in the middle of the road ahead at some point!

"When driving, you have to look ahead carefully."

Isabella put her hands behind her back and walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, looking at the clouds of dust raised when the carriage rolled down the cliff.

"But why is there only one person here? And why didn't the woman with the veil come?"

She tilted her head slightly and asked doubtfully:

"Lor said that woman is at least level five. I thought it would be a chance for me to stretch my body, but all she showed up was a small fry? Humph, boring."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge, cold and evil spiritual power suddenly spread out from under the cliff!

The smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and countless white figures emerged one by one. They were dozens or even hundreds of monsters made of bones, some in human form, some in animal form... It was like a legion of the dead!

"Oh wow, a sixth-tier spell from the Undead Origin?" Isabella raised her eyebrows slightly. "It doesn't look like something that small fry could have cast. It must have used a powerful spell prepared in advance... Hmm, that's quite interesting."

It's worth my taking it a little seriously.

Thinking of this, Isabella began to drive her spiritual power.

Blood mist spread around her body, then gradually condensed, and soon formed a pair of dark red, bat-like huge wings behind her, with the roots attached to her shoulder blades exposed outside her dark blue evening dress.

With her wings spread, Isabella jumped off the cliff.

……

Glenn stumbled out of the wreckage of the carriage, his whole body in pain.

He broke a few ribs, but nothing fatal.

Under the dim moonlight, through the torn sleeve, he could clearly see that his entire right arm had completely turned into bones... The "alienation" had become more serious, but now he had no intention of suppressing it.

Survive tonight first, then talk about other things!

"Blood clan... and they are of a higher order..."

Glenn's heart sank as he watched the girl approaching him with graceful and calm steps.

After landing on the cliff, the girl's bat-like blood-red wings transformed. The membrane disappeared, leaving only the slender and delicate wing bones, shaped like a pair of exaggerated animal claws!

Moreover, each of those slender bones formed by blood is as sharp as a blade.

Every time it is swung, there is a sharp sound of breaking through the air!

Glenn panicked and hurriedly gave orders to the Skeleton Legion, asking them to rush forward... But those undead creatures summoned by the talismans could not get close to her at all, and were cut into pieces one after another!

You know, this is a powerful sixth-level spell given to me by Lady Windsor... Every corpse summoned by this spell possesses the power of a third-level level, more than enough to destroy an entire town...

But in front of this girl, he was so vulnerable!

"Strange, monster..."

Glenn's face turned pale and his voice trembled.

"Monster? Humph, you're not too far off." Isabella had already reached Glenn, her eyes sweeping over the changes on his body. She said coldly, "Although he hasn't completely turned into a monster yet, he's not far off... Well, you're luckier than me. You managed to die before you completely turned into a monster."

I didn't have this option back then.

...Puff.

The sharp wing bone formed from coagulated blood pierced Glenn's throat accurately.

……

The carriage stopped at the roadside.

Lor leaned against the carriage, waiting silently.

"Sir, what's going on?" the hired driver asked anxiously. "What are those strange noises coming from afar? And why is your wife missing?"

"Well... how should I put it?" Lor said with a wry smile, "There's no point in me explaining it to you now. You'll eventually forget it under the influence of hypnosis anyway. But I assure you, there's nothing to worry about."

Just then, Isabella walked slowly out of the night.

"Is it done?" Lor asked.

"Well, it's done." Isabella looked unhappy. "Trash are just trash, not interesting at all. That veiled woman didn't even show up, only a small henchman showed up... Humph, if I had known this would happen, I would have let you handle it. It's not worth my personal involvement at all!"

Moreover, it reminds me of unhappy things.

"In other words, Mrs. Windsor is still in the Duke's Mansion?" Lor frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

At this moment, Isabella bit her lips lightly and said hesitantly:

"Lor, in your opinion, I..."

Do I look upon you as a disgusting monster?