Sequence 0: Red Priest
The evil spirit proposed two ways to break the seal. The former required the blood of three direct descendants of different families, while the latter was more convenient, requiring only that he directly Grazing the evil spirit.
To be honest, both methods are very simple to operate. However, the first method seems a bit strange.
Sauron, Einhorn, and Medici: Why must they be their direct blood relatives?
Luther was slightly puzzled by this.
The Sauron Family was once the royal family of Intis, until the time traveler Roselle appeared and overthrew their rule, first serving as regent and then directly declaring himself emperor.
As for Einhorn...::
He glanced down at Sophia, who was still unconscious.
Einhorn is the Royal Family of the Feysac Empire.
What's wrong with this guy? Why is he specifically targeting people of the Royal Family blood? Following this logic, is that "Medici family," which I've never heard of, also royalty from some country?
Moreover, the evil spirit's cheek was just torn open, and someone called it "Medici":
Luther's history lessons were mediocre, and he knew little about the history and origins of these two families. He only knew that both the Sauron and Einhorn families had red hair, a trait that seemed to be shared by this evil spirit.
"I know about the Sauron and Einhorn Family, but where are the Medici Family?"
Luther asked.
"You could try your luck in Binsy Town," the other person said. "But like I said, the better and more convenient way is to just let me Grazing."
Then I'll be manipulated by you and become your new body?
Luther sneered inwardly, but maintained a calm expression.
"I will seriously consider it."
He said.
"Hehe, that's good."
The evil spirit chuckled softly, "I hope you'll think this through soon. Or perhaps you have other needs that I can fulfill once I'm free. Or I could offer you something of sufficient value, such as... a Card of Blasphemy?"
The red phantom grew dimmer and dimmer, as if it was about to lose its projection. Just before it vanished, the evil spirit opened its palm and showed Luther a peculiar card.
It appeared to be a tarot card "invented" by Roselle and spread throughout the world. On that tarot card was drawn a peculiar image: a male priest in a red robe sitting on a galloping the Chariot.
The priest's face seemed somewhat familiar; it appeared to be that of Intis the Great, Roselle, the Portrait in history textbooks!
In the upper left corner of the tarot card, the glittering starlight has solidified into a line of text:
"Sequence 0: The Red Priest!"
Sequence 0?
Isn't the strongest Sequence 1?
Upon seeing the words, Luther felt a surge of surprise. And why was the face on the card Roselle's image?
"Call."
Before he could even ask what the so-called "Card of Blasphemy" was, the red phantom could no longer be maintained and vanished completely with a gust of night wind.
"Hmm..."
At the same time, a low cry of pain rang out, and Sophia Einhorn opened her eyes.
Where am I?
She asked, bewildered and surprised.
"You're awake?"
Luther glanced at her.
What an exciting night! First, he witnessed the Queen's dreamlike procession, then he prevented the start of a war, and finally, he even escaped from a seemingly Mythological Era evil spirit... Unfortunately, after a whole night, he not only failed to acquire any spoils, but also lost a precious teleportation stone.
"I remember just now, we were in an underground building."
Sophia recalled for a moment, her expression quickly turning horrified and Distortion, "I saw it..."
Stop thinking about it.
Luther immediately interrupted, "If you don't want to die or go Lunatic, forget what just happened completely and never think about it again in this lifetime."
"Huff, huff..."
Sophia gasped for breath for a few seconds, and color gradually returned to her pale face.
"Can you even stand up? You should go back soon, otherwise your disappearance will cause a diplomatic incident."
Luther said to her.
"Give me a hand."
Sophia said softly.
How pretentious.
Luther reached out and grabbed her, pulling her up from the ground with a little force.
"Aren't you surprised that I'm actually a princess of the Feysac Royal Family?"
She grabbed Luther's hand and asked.
So what?
Luther released her and said.
He looked up and glanced around. He could only confirm that he was in Backlund, but he didn't know the exact address or how to get back to the villa where the ball was held.
"Come to think of it, I left Cecilia there..." Luther thought to himself. He had been suddenly teleported, leaving his employer Miss Audrey, and his sister behind.
The two walked along the street for a while and finally encountered a horse-drawn carriage.
After spending a little money, they successfully persuaded the driver to take them back to their original address.
As the carriage moved forward, Sophia quietly nestled inside. Her red hair cascaded down her shoulders to her knees, the strands gleaming like rubies.
Why are you there today?
She asked in a low voice.
"Hired to act as a bodyguard."
Did you see the Queen's group just now?
"Of course I saw it, but I suggest you don't be too curious... Don't forget the lesson we just learned."
So Sophia stopped talking.
The atmosphere in the carriage was quiet for a while until the carriage stopped and took them back to the front of the villa. By then, faint sounds of commotion could be heard from inside the villa; it seemed that the people inside had discovered Sophia's disappearance and were beginning to search for her.
"Go down by yourself."
Luther said, "It's inconvenient for me to show myself. I plan to disappear into the shadows and quietly reunite with my sister. Remember, don't tell anyone about me."
"Yes, I know."
Sophia got out of the car, clutching her coat to herself in the cold night wind. She wiped the blood from her face, but still looked somewhat weak.
"Oh, right."
After taking a few steps, she turned around.
"I almost forgot to thank you...:"
The villa's bright light shone on the street, and she, backlit, was outlined with a golden border, revealing an unusual beauty.
Thank you for saving me today.
She said it from the bottom of her heart.
"You're welcome."
Luther replied, "Just remember to pay me a reward."
"... remuneration?"
"Yes, I risked so much to save you today, do you really think you can just settle for a thank you?" Luther asked calmly. "The Feysac Royal Family can afford that, can't they?"
It would be fine if he got any loot tonight, but the problem is, he got nothing tonight.
Sophia paused for a second, then gave a helpless, even somewhat bitter, smile.
"Okay, I'll give it to you."
"Remember through Miss Audrey, she's my employer tonight."
After Luther finished speaking, his body turned into a shadow and disappeared. He watched Sophia walk forward alone, enter the villa, and amidst the gasps of the crowd, he flashed his standard smile, announcing his safe return.
While everyone's attention was on Sophia, he quietly slipped into the villa.
Soon, Luther discovered his employer.
Miss Audrey, where is my sister?