Backlund, South Borough, White Family.
The Vampire Emlyn opened his eyes. After seeing the dolls he cherished, he felt as though the gathering just now had been a dream.
What kind of gathering had that been?
Emlyn could not help but sigh. They had actually exchanged information about Gods!
And such information was worth only a little over 2,000 pounds!
This reminded him once again of Mr. Hermit's erudition. The secret history this member knew was comparable even to the experts among the Sanguine who specialized in historical research.
Next, Emlyn felt somewhat guilty, because he knew that Hermit was even more knowledgeable, and the historical materials he knew seemed to be of a higher level as well.
As expected of a gathering he had joined under the Blood Ancestor's guidance!
Emlyn sighed again. In this gathering, I am the one chosen by the Blood Ancestor to save the Sanguine. Could the others have identities similar to mine? Is this a Savior Gathering organized by Mr. Fool?
After a brief daze, Emlyn slowly nodded. The other members must have something special about them too. Otherwise, why would the Blood Ancestor have allowed me to join them?
Emlyn thought with great certainty, By participating in this gathering, I will definitely grow stronger quickly and shoulder the burden of saving the Sanguine in the future!
He had already begun imagining the scene of himself growing stronger and astonishing the other adult Vampires at Sanguine gatherings.
Suddenly, he thought of Mr. Hanged Man and those 5,000 pounds. His fantasies immediately burst like bubbles.
Emlyn looked despondently at his dolls, got up to straighten the dress of one of them, then immersed himself in the world of dolls.
Fog Sea, Lasha Island, Emerald Palace.
After ending this Tarot Club gathering and returning to