Witch Monastery

The Sein Empire, even among humans who love to enjoy food, is one of the top foodies. There is no need to serve a variety of state banquet dishes, even ordinary roadside snacks can make this young moon elf very satisfied.

"Huh...huh..."

Kassa kept blowing air on the hot grilled squid in her hand. She felt that it should be cool enough, so she opened her mouth and took a bite. However, she was burned again and couldn't help but cry out: "Hiss——"

Seeing her embarrassed appearance, Huo Sang couldn't help but curl up a smile: "Just eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you."

Although Kassa and Malena were not very familiar with each other, they were both in the monastery after all, and they interacted with each other from time to time, so they had a good impression of each other.

Hearing that he was on this trip to find clues to rescue her, the Moon Elf volunteered to go out with him and contribute to saving innocent people.

Hawthorne originally didn't plan to take her with him, but then he thought again and another consideration came to his mind, so he didn't refuse and took her with him.

"Hey, mainly it's delicious."

After hearing what he said, Kasha showed an embarrassed expression. She also knew the main purpose of this trip, but she couldn't resist the smell of the food stalls along the way, so she bought ten at once. She ate six herself and gave two to Hawthorne and Andrei.

Hawthorne was naturally not polite, and Andreni, as a witch who had to raise insects, was one of the few witches who would take the initiative to eat. However, the two of them had already finished their grilled squids very elegantly, leaving only Kassa still there, eating non-stop.

At this time, in the distance, a tall and burly figure wearing a black cloak was walking quickly towards this side.

Relying on her powerful dark vision, Andrei was the first to spot the other party. She quickly pinched Hawthorne, who focused his eyes on the wish and immediately had a serious expression: "Don't eat, Kasa, the target has appeared!"

Kasa looked at the last grilled squid in her hand and couldn't bear to throw it away. She gritted her teeth, wrapped it in oil paper, and threw it back into her space bag. Then she quickly stood up and straightened her body.

The expression is serious.

Because she was tall and had a slim figure, she looked quite imposing when she became serious at this moment; but the grease at the corners of her mouth mercilessly ruined all of this, making her look quite funny.

In the distance, he found that someone was blocking him. The man suddenly stopped and reached behind him. With a flash of fire, the iconic huge and ferocious sickle appeared behind him.

Hawthorne said calmly, "I'm Nigel Hawthorne, sir. Don't be nervous. I mean no harm. I just have a few things to ask you."

The man on the other side was startled and looked over. When he saw Hawthorne's face clearly, he said sarcastically, "So you are the famous Earl Hawthorne. You finally got such a noble position. Why don't you enjoy it at home? Why do you come to see me?"

But as he said this, he looked at them carefully again. One of them didn't even wipe the grease from the corners of her mouth, and looked like a little girl who was just a show-off. The other was a thin and small nun, and she didn't look like a threat at all.

Although Hawthorne himself was difficult enough, realizing that the other party did not bring more people with him, he relaxed, stood still, and took his hand away from the terrifying sickle.

On the other side, Hawthorne didn't know why he spoke in that tone. Logically, he had no grudge against him. He was too lazy to argue with him and went straight to the point: "Mr. Shapiro Sulfaro, I want to ask you something."

Hearing him say the last name, Shapiro's body trembled. But he pretended to be calm and said, "Oh? That depends on whether I am in the mood to answer."

Hawthorne was too lazy to argue with him and went straight to the point: "In the past four or five years, Marlena and little Lisa have been living in the slums of South Port without enough food or warm clothes. She and the little girl are both pale and thin, and fall ill every other day, but they still have to continue working, otherwise it will be difficult to make a living."

"However, after so many years, she has finally been able to live a normal life. Your Excellency, why do you want to drag her into the vortex of revenge again?"

This sentence directly hit the softest part of Shapiro's heart. His momentum suddenly weakened, but he still insisted: "Do you need to intervene? This is our family matter. It seems that it is not your turn as an outsider to butt in."

Hawthorne stared at him. "She is a believer of the Goddess of Life and a member of my monastery. I am obliged to be responsible for her safety."

Shapiro turned his face away: "I never said that she should also seek revenge. Women, just stay at home and take care of the children. I will take revenge for those blood debts!"

He subconsciously explained his purpose, then stared into Hawthorne's eyes: "Why, are you also going to persuade me to give up revenge, defender of justice?"

Hawthorne also stared at him: "Then why did you take Malena away?"

Even in the dark, the light was straight and visible to the naked eye, the man's pupils suddenly contracted, his body subconsciously took a half step forward, and his voice could not be concealed and became higher: "What did you say?!"

Hawthorne was also stunned. Looking at his excited expression, a light bulb went off in his head and a strange idea suddenly popped up in his mind: Could it be that he doesn't know about this yet?

That's not right. Little Lisa also said that the angel did claim to be the ancestor of Malena's family...

No, could it be that the other team is not as united as we think?

Many conjectures suddenly popped up in his mind. Hawthorne's heart was pounding, but he remained calm and said, "Less than a week after you went to find Malena, an angel claiming to be your ancestor attacked the monastery, injured my nun, and kidnapped Malena."

As he said this, he stared at Shapiro's expression in front of him, not daring to blink, for fear of missing any details of his expression. "If it weren't for my nun's desperate protection, little Lisa would have been taken away by her!"

"Shapiro, you have to know that your sister has always been low-key. Even if she wanted to, do you think she has the ability to provoke such a powerful enemy?"

He questioned again and again, noticing that Shapiro's expression became increasingly anxious and flustered. He was certain that he was definitely involved in this matter, and was extremely worried about his sister, and must have felt guilty.

The anger and rebuke in his tone became louder and louder. In the end, he even took the initiative to step forward and shouted with great anger: "Drag your loved ones into the fire pit, is this how you treat your loved ones?!"

Shapiro took a half step back, visibly panicked. He had obviously lost his confidence because of Hawthorne, and he suspected that it was his act of revealing Malena's residence to the ancestors that day that led to such a tragedy!

"You don't need to meddle in our family affairs!"

Suddenly, as if he had exploded, the man roared and turned away: "I will take care of my own relatives myself. It has nothing to do with an outsider like you!"

Hawthorne took the half step back and watched the man walk away. It was just that the man seemed to walk steadily, but his figure was hurried, as if he had lost his sense of proportion in the rush.

Looking at his receding back, Hawthorne fell into deep thought.

Wow, this kid is quite conceited. Even though he feels guilty, he still insists on being stubborn.

It seems that simply exerting pressure from the front will not make him tell the whole story.

But the problem is not big. Fortunately, I have made preparations.

case.

He glanced at Andre next to him, who nodded slightly, indicating that she was ready.

On his other side, Kassa blinked her big eyes, and her cold temperament disappeared without a trace: "Um, can I continue eating?"

Huo Sang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He waved his hand and said, "Eat, eat. No one stopped you from eating just now!"

Kasha immediately cried out in grievance: "I was also afraid of losing face! To save your face, I... wow, the squid doesn't taste good after being wrapped in oil paper like this!"

Hawthorne smiled, and subconsciously reached out and touched the soft hair on the back of her head like coaxing a child: "I'll treat you to something delicious tomorrow, okay?"

The girl immediately became happy: "Okay, okay, it's a deal!"

Chapter 545 Secret Contact Point

Here, Shapiro, worried about his sister's condition, walked in a hurry and did not notice that a small insect landed on his shoulder and quietly hid in the gap of his cloak.

He hurried back to his secret residence, went to the basement, turned on the light, and faced the intricate magic circle on the ground. He was suddenly stunned and stood there, at a loss.

He seemed to be lost in thought. After a long time, he seemed to have come up with a conclusion. He took a deep breath, made up his mind, went to the end to light the incense, and then recited the spell silently.

Soon, the curling smoke formed a female figure with wings on her back. Then, Sulfaro's majestic voice sounded: "Shapiro? Why did you come to see me?"

Shapiro took a deep breath and continued, "Ancestor, I just thought about it. Perhaps I have a new reason that can convince my sister Marlena to participate in this great revenge!"

"But all this still requires your consent first. If you are willing to agree to my conditions, I will go to Nangang District tomorrow morning, no, tonight, and then find her tomorrow morning and convince her!"

Sulfaro's voice seemed to change: "Oh? Aren't you going to not let her participate?"

"To be honest, after that, I thought about your suggestion again. Indeed, given her weakness, there is no need for her to get involved in such things."

Shapiro's voice rose, with some excitement: "But you also said before that she and her daughter who has awakened her bloodline are very important to you, and can be said to be an indispensable part!"

Sulfaro was choked. "Well, I did say that, but why are you so excited?"

"I'm sorry, ancestor!" Shapiro lowered his head quickly to express his obedience and humility. "Well, after thinking about it, I feel that it would be unforgivable not to invite her for such an important matter. So I plan to go find her tomorrow morning..."

"Uh..." Sulfaro pondered, "Actually, there's no need to be so anxious. After that day, I went to see her and felt that it would be better not to disturb her peaceful life now."

Sulfaro's eyes were slightly dim, and he stared at the shadow of his ancestor, as if some kind of wild beast was growing in his eyes: "Ancestor, have you really changed your mind?"

"Yes." Sulfaro nodded. "Although she is very important, there are still substitutes. Shapiro, as the last man in your family, since your sister and niece cannot shoulder this responsibility, you must shoulder it all!"

"They are both doing well, there is no need for you to worry about them. Now is a busy time, you should first contact the dark elf of the Banrui family, do as I say, and reach a cooperation agreement with them."

"If everything goes well, wouldn't it be even smoother if you go to her at the end of this year, during the Chinese New Year, with all your glory, fame, and wealth?"

She persuaded him so earnestly that Shapiro lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "I understand..."

"Work hard, Shapiro," Sulfaro said in the end. "When your great family name is restored, you will become a legend admired by everyone in this era."

"Your name will be recorded in history books, and all future adventurers will regard you as their idol!"

After that, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the image of Sulfaro disappeared completely. Shapiro trembled. When the ancestor disappeared, he finally didn't have to hide his emotions anymore: "Ah——!"

boom--!

He punched the ground hard, and the blue bricks cracked instantly. Bright red blood slowly flowed out from his fist, but he was completely unaware.

He is extremely angry now, he never expected that the ancestor he most respected who gave him the power was actually a despicable villain who secretly kidnapped his last relative!

No respect for my own wishes at all!

"No, that's not right..."

He suddenly gasped heavily, and a new hope ignited in his heart: "Maybe the ancestor was really persuaded by me, and my sister was not kidnapped by the ancestor at all, or, it was not the ancestor who kidnapped my sister..."

He couldn't accept this fact. Regardless of the injury on his hand, he staggered to his feet and prepared to walk out.

As he walked, he murmured to himself as if to comfort himself: "I have to go and take a look. That guy named Hawthorne is very cunning. Although my sister likes him, I can't be fooled by him..."

He staggered away

Open this basement, walk out of this room, and then run all the way south. It was already late at night, and there were no more cars going to Nangang District. He didn't hesitate to take that kind of thing, using magic to speed himself up, and ran all the way along the street.

He wanted to go directly to Nangang District and ask about it in person.

The night in the North Port area seemed to have returned to silence, but before long, the door of the room that Shapiro used to contact Sulfaro was pried open, and three figures, one man and two women, slowly walked in.

Looking at the simple furnishings in the room, Hawthorne couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, I didn't expect that this guy is obviously a rich kid, but now he can't endure hardships."

Next to him, Kassa was biting into the glutinous rice cake that she had bought earlier but had kept in her dimensional bag. As she ate, she muttered, "Being a kid from a wealthy family and being able to endure hardships are not contradictory. As long as you've been trained, you can endure it."

Hawthorne smiled lightly and did not argue with her about these things. Instead, he continued, "Come on, Andre, lead the way. Let's go to the basement and take a look!"

Andre nodded, and following the perception sent by her insect familiar, she easily found the entrance to the basement under the wooden coffee table. The three of them worked together to move it, then pried open the bottom, and followed the steps down to the basement where Shapiro had held the ceremony just now.

However, when he saw the huge magic circle, the black and purple lines, the huge hexagram, and the faint smell of blood, Hawthorne, who had been smiling just now, gradually became extremely serious.

Sure enough, I guessed it right!

The guy who looks like an angel is actually not a proper angel at all!

Or strictly speaking, she is a fallen angel, a fallen angel, a succubus!

But no one knows what method she used to disguise herself as an ordinary angel, and she also used her own magic to speed herself up so that they didn't notice the flaw!

He took a deep breath, but then his expression gradually relaxed.

But this is not a big deal, since she is indeed a fallen angel and a demon, the methods she uses are also the same methods that demons would use.

This way, it won’t be difficult to deal with.

Chapter 546: Dark Elves related?

Thinking of this, Hawthorne turned around and looked at Kasha: "Ms. Kasha, could you please ask Mr. Alannod if he can get any clues through this magic circle?"

Kassa nodded, then stretched out her hand. A white light flashed, and a huge sword like a giant python appeared in her hand.

Hawthorne also stretched out his hand, and with a flash of fire, a huge double-headed sword appeared in his hand.

At the same time, in his sea of ​​consciousness, the voice of Monpot sounded automatically: "Oh, what's the matter, my dear master, is there anything I can do for you? Oh, oh, this place you are in now is really not simple!"

Obviously, he released his consciousness and explored the surroundings. Hawthorne's mouth curled up slightly, and he had already prepared a speech in his mind. Then he communicated with him mentally: "Monpot, I'll give you a chance to show your talent. Come, take a look at the magic circle in front of you and judge where it points to."

Monbot did not answer immediately. He continued to sense it, then he said softly, "This... this is really not simple, this..."

Before he finished speaking, Kasa suddenly spoke up, "Father Hawthorne, I have some results."

Hawthorne turned his head and looked at her with a smile: "Oh? Really? That's great, what's the result?"

"This array is very powerful. It can not only be used to communicate information, but also to transport small amounts of matter and transfer some energy." She said, "This is an upgraded version of the teleportation array, but an array with such powerful functions will naturally be subject to huge limitations."

"Therefore, based on our preliminary judgment, the object that the magic array is communicating with must also be in the material world!"

She said so confidently, and Hawthorne's expression suddenly brightened: "Really? That's great!"

He originally thought that the angel was either in the elemental plane or hiding in some lower plane. He was afraid that he would have to wait until he reached level 13 and mastered the spell "Teleportation" before he could implement the rescue plan!

Unexpectedly, the other party was actually in the material world!

In this way, whether it is to catch her and avenge Juta or to rescue Malena, things will be much easier!

He was so delighted, and then looked at Kasa with an approving look: "What else did he say?"

Kasa opened her mouth but didn't say anything, obviously bargaining fiercely with the other party.

At this moment, in Hawthorne's mind, Monport suddenly said, "Master, don't trust her. This girl's ability is obviously limited. She only saw that the contactee was in the material world, and didn't find any more trouble!"

"Come, Master, look, I'll show you what these lines mean..."

As he spoke, Hawthorne looked in the direction he was looking. With the help of the Rune Guardian's Eye, even though he knew nothing about the contents of the teleportation array, he could understand the general meaning at a glance. Combined with Monbot's understanding, he soon understood most of it.

Over there, Kassa frowned slightly, as if she had reached some new agreement with the demon named "Elanord": "Also, these magic patterns, yes, these are what you are referring to, they..."

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