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

Before he could return to his original body, he was picked up by someone in the form of a doll.

Then sell him to a toy store and put him in the window.

Finally, because of its exquisite shape, it was noticed by a stupid couple, who bought it home to comfort their child.

"After that, I endured humiliation and played silly, childish games of house with that little girl as a doll every day... But I knew that sooner or later, I would make a comeback!

"To be honest, the reason I was able to transfer my soul into the doll was because I used a special spell..."

"Oh? I've used a similar spell before. Let me see." Isabella reached out and carefully examined the spell structure attached to the doll. "However, the spell effect on you has begun to loosen... Well, okay, I'll fix it for you. You're welcome!"

"...What the hell?"

The whole Black Mamba Roland, no, the whole doll, was stunned.

A high-level spell with the ability to "transfer and fix souls", a teenage girl can do it so easily... No, she actually helped me fix it?

"Wait, who asked you to mend it for me?" Roland's eyes fluttered. "I've endured ten years just to wait for the spell to wear off! Only then can my soul break free from the constraints of the doll and take over a new body! Now, all those ten years of waiting have been in vain!"

Isabella put her hands on her hips and glared:

"I did you such a big favor, it's fine if you don't say thank you, but why are you blaming me?"

"Well done, Isabella. Otherwise, this guy would have taken someone else's body sooner or later." Lor gave Isabella a thumbs-up. "Come to think of it, since he was originally a wanted criminal, it seems a bit of a shame to just burn him... How about I bring him back to the church? Maybe I can even get credit for his service."

"Wait, the Church?" Doll Roland finally noticed the cross on Lor's neck. "Are you an exorcist from the Church of Holy Light?!"

He wanted to cry but had no tears, and trembling, he thought to himself, these two young men who suddenly broke into my house must be too powerful, right?

One is a church exorcist. Now I have lost all my spiritual power and cannot afford to offend him!

As for the other one, he can easily repair high-level spells, and his strength is unfathomable!

...Thousands of words are condensed into one sentence.

Worse!

However, as the leader of an evil gang, Black Mamba Roland has been able to stay in the world of supernatural powers for so long, so he must be quite capable.

Then, Roland, in doll form, put his two little hands together and said with a sob:

"Wuwuwu... Brothers and sisters, please let me go. I'm willing to do anything!"

From the voice to the posture, she is no different from a real little girl.

"I think we should burn it." Isabella said with disgust.

"Wait, I suddenly have an idea." Luo Er stroked his chin, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. "Let me ask you, are you taking care of the garden? And are you cleaning the house too?"

"Of course I do! My own home, of course I have to take good care of it!" Roland replied. "Back then, I put in a lot of effort and racked my brains to scare off the later tenants and take over this house!"

"Then you should continue cleaning from now on. Don't be lazy. I'm worried that the house is too big and I can't clean it all by myself."

"……what?"

"Also, I advise you not to think about escaping, and don't have any evil intentions," Luo Er warned, "otherwise, I can hand you over to the church at any time. And this young lady beside me is... very scary."

"That's a good idea, Lor!"

Isabella praised:

"I can place a magical mark on this guy. That way, even if he flees to the ends of the earth, I can easily find him! Speaking of which, this house is such a bargain! Not only is it cheap, but it also comes with a live-in servant!"

...Live-in servant?

"I am a fourth-level transcendent and the leader of an evil group, but I have become a live-in servant?" Black Mamba Roland couldn't accept it for a moment.

"Why, you're not happy?" Isabella frowned.

"With pleasure! With great pleasure!" Roland nodded quickly, like a chick pecking at rice. "From now on, I, Roland, will serve you two masters until my death!"

27. Moving!

In a real estate agency.

The agent who was responsible for receiving Lor and Isabella was always uneasy.

"You haven't come back for so long, could something have really happened?"

He paced back and forth, muttering to himself in panic, "Although that gentleman is an exorcist from the church, the evil spirit in that house is probably no ordinary creature... After all, when the incident happened ten years ago, the church didn't catch it..."

If the customer really encounters an accident, I will also be responsible!

Alas, if I had known this, I shouldn't have taken such a chance and introduced the house to them...

How about I go over and take a look?

But if even the church's exorcist can't deal with the evil spirit, what's the point of me going?

I was so conflicted and hesitant for a long time.

It was not until Lor and Isabella appeared again that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"As expected of you, Master Exorcist! It seems my worries were unnecessary." The agent, completely relieved, rubbed his hands enthusiastically and said, "Have you two already seen the house?"

"Well, I've seen it and I'm quite satisfied!" Isabella said happily, "Thank you for introducing such a nice house to us. Hey, Lor, give him a little more commission later!"

"You don't feel bad about spending my money." Lor said with a wry smile.

"What are you talking about? Your money is my money!"

...Looking at how relaxed they are, it seems like they haven't encountered any evil spirits.

Has the house become normal?

The agent was suspicious for a moment, and suddenly felt that the price of 500 gold coins was too low.

But there is no time to regret now. Besides, the house is famous, and no one else will be interested in it except these two people.

"Five hundred gold coins, in cash, plus a five percent agency fee." Lor took out a leather bag containing the cash he had just withdrawn from the bank. "Let's sign the contract now. We'll move in today while it's still early."

"Okay, of course no problem! I'll go prepare the contract right away!"

"Oh, by the way, one more question..." Lor confirmed cautiously, "Everything in the house is sold together with the house, right?"

"Of course, all the furniture is included." The agent nodded.

"What about 'things' other than furniture?" Lor asked again.

Hearing this, the agent couldn't help but be stunned.

What are “things” other than furniture?

In an instant, the words written in blood on the ceiling that he had witnessed before reappeared before his eyes. The agent suddenly felt a chill down his spine and thought, so the evil spirit in the house is still there?

And this exorcist has already subdued it?

Do you even intend to drive and use it for your own purposes?

...It’s too amazing!

"Of course, it's all yours. Whatever 'thing' you're talking about, the original owner wants nothing to do with it anymore."

The agent said respectfully:

"Also, please waive the agency fee. It's my honor to serve the Exorcist who protects the citizens! And honestly, selling that house is a relief for me."

"Really? Five percent is twenty-five gold coins, which is a lot." Lor raised his eyebrows.

"Consider this my housewarming gift to you two!"

……

All in all, the house issue has been settled.

Lor had never expected that it would go so smoothly.

And this house is such a good deal!

However, we still have to be careful with that cute doll... no, I mean "Black Mamba" Roland.

Although he has no spiritual power now and is trapped in the doll and unable to escape, it is difficult for him to pose any threat to be honest... but this guy was a wanted criminal ten years ago after all, so there is no guarantee that he will not have any bad intentions.

When I go to church on duty tomorrow, I will look up some information and learn about his past "deeds".

After returning to the bachelor apartment he was currently renting, Lor thought to himself while packing his luggage.

"Hey, Lor! Fold all my skirts and put them away. Be careful not to make wrinkles!" Isabella sat on the sofa with her feet up, looking like a boss who didn't want to do anything.

"Okay, okay, I'll fold it for you." Luo Er sighed. By now, he was used to the eldest lady's bossy attitude. "Why did you just throw your underwear under the bed? Did you wash it?"

"You're the one doing the laundry, how could I remember that?" Isabella pouted and said, "Hey, why are you pinching my underwear with two fingers like you're disgusted? How dare you!"

Fortunately, there weren’t too many things and I finished cleaning them up in no time.

All the furniture in the room belonged to the landlord. What Lor actually wanted to take away were the two people's clothes and some daily necessities, which he packed in a suitcase and could take away in one trip.

Moreover, the furniture in the new house is quite complete. It is a bit old, but it has been well maintained by the doll Roland, so you can move in with just your luggage.

The only thing that is not very satisfactory is that the lease of this single apartment has not yet expired. If Lor moves out early, he will have to pay the landlord a penalty of two gold coins... Of course, for Lor now, this is just a small amount of money.

"Well, although this place is narrow and shabby, like a rat's nest... but after living here for a long time, I still have some feelings for it." Before leaving, Isabella suddenly turned her head, with a look of reluctance on her face.

"Then you continue to live here and I move to the new house alone?" Lor said with a smile.

"Hmph, if you want to live there, go live there yourself, idiot Lor! I'm going to live in a big house and enjoy life!"

Haha, you're bragging again.

Lor shook his head helplessly.

Who was it that was so lonely in the hotel room before, and instead of sleeping on the comfortable big bed, had to come back and fight with me for it?

At this moment, the silver coin that Lor had hidden in the inner pocket of his coat suddenly emitted a faint spiritual power fluctuation.

He frowned, realizing that this was news from the "hostess" of the Dark Moon Society.

Sure enough, the next second, a disembodied voice echoed in my mind: "The 'Tea Party' will be at midnight tomorrow night. Please remain alone and wait for the call."

It's midnight again, just like before.

Luckily, I'm on day shift tomorrow, so I don't have to stay at church at night... and I don't need to book a room in a fancy hotel this time. I can just wait for the tea party to start in my new home.

"By the way, Miss, there are so many rooms in the new house. Which one do you plan to live in?" Lor asked.

"I can live in any room I want, depending on my mood!" Isabella put her hands behind her back and walked briskly.

"What about tonight?"

"Well, tonight...you tell me first, which room are you staying in!"

"The one next to the stairs, with the window looking out onto the garden."

"What a coincidence! I also want to live there!"

"...Okay, I'll change to another room."

"No change!"

"You have to squeeze in with me, right?"

Hearing this, Lor sighed half amused and half helplessly.

It seems that even if I move to a bigger house, my situation won't improve at all.

"Hmph, I'm in a good mood now and want to suck blood! Don't even think about escaping tonight, my dear!" Isabella raised her chin slightly and licked her lips lightly, with a hint of shyness and anticipation.

Oh, right……

At this moment, Isabella suddenly thought of a question.

I have to tell that "live-in servant" not to go upstairs without my order... The scene when Lor and I were being intimate, no, I mean the scene when we were sucking blood, must not be seen by others!

28. Run forward, don’t look back

late at night.

Pamer City, suburbs.

A carriage stopped in the middle of the road.

The horses pulling the cart were puffing restlessly, their front hooves constantly stamping back and forth, as if they had foreseen the impending disaster.

A middle-aged man who looked a little old and tired stood outside the car. He looked through the window, firmly grasped his daughter's hand, and asked anxiously: