"Oh God, oh my God!"

Sisso Olbenson was more excited than his own daughter.

For a person suffering from severe paranoia who has always thought he was normal, what could make him happier than knowing that his foresight was so correct?

The wind blew up countless fallen leaves and dust from the ground, and a tall, majestic griffin descended from the sky.

Polly looked at the magical creature with a mixture of excitement and fear.

"Sister Daishan, are we going to sit here?"

"Why not? Parker is strong enough, come on up!"

Daisy jumped down from the griffin she named Parker and patted its furry back.

"And the weather is so cold now, the griffin is very warm."

While Polly was still hesitating about whether to go up, she saw her father already climbing up impatiently.

"Chirp~"

The griffin let out a low cry, indicating its displeasure at the man grabbing its wing feathers to climb up.

"laugh..."

Daisy couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

"Clatter..."

Dr. Albansson, who was struggling to climb onto the griffin's back, was stunned and fell off.

Polly was utterly ashamed of her father's disgraceful behavior in front of his idol.

Then, at Daisy's signal, the griffin crouched down to make it easier for the Albans and their daughter to climb up.

In the night sky, a griffin flapped its wings and flew at high speed towards the coast.

The live-action performance arranged from the moment Polly left school was truly spectacular.

Even Wu You, a spectator, found it very exciting and watched with great interest.

The Albans, father and daughter, were absolutely awful.

The daughter is at an age where she loves to fantasize, so her behavior, though a bit exaggerated, is understandable. But her father is also acting so excitedly.

This paranoia might be developing into a full-blown mental illness; hopefully, he's just a mad scientist overly excited about seeing something new and beyond science.

However, judging from the purpose, this plan was very successful, and even gave Wu You the urge to participate in future performances to show off.

It feels good to artificially create such a special event with historical origins and mission.

This adds more fun to the world, and as the mastermind behind it all, Wu You feels quite accomplished.

...

During their brief conversation with the female knight, the Albans and their daughter gained a general understanding of the darker side of this world.

Beneath the surface of a seemingly peaceful, harmonious, and normally developing world lies a cruel world filled with crisis and evil, justice and sacrifice.

In the brutal battles, many forces that fought for humanity disappeared into the past, but new pillars always emerge to support the world.

The Dark Sanctuary is just one of the ancient forces that have silently protected humanity throughout history.

The griffins flew faster than the Albans and their daughters had imagined; even after circling around, the coastline was already in sight.

A beautiful yacht is already waiting at the beach.

...

Three days later, the Albans arrived at a large private laboratory in western North America.

Dai Shan excused herself to attend to her injuries and left temporarily, handing them over to the staff outside.

The original owner of the building was a puppet of Dai Shan, and the expansion and renovation were carried out through legitimate channels.

This private building, which claims to be a drug antibody research institution, actually has a very large space deep underground, which is being used as Wu You's research base.

From the moment she entered the research institute, Polly's eyes darted around, and she discovered that it was a research institution with a very modern atmosphere.

This was so different from the classical and sacred secret building base she had imagined, and she was a little disappointed.

No one knows a daughter better than her father. Hisoka noticed his daughter's expression and, with a mix of amusement and exasperation, shared his speculation with her.

"Polly, you don't think I'm going to be doing research in some ancient castle, a dark secret place, a sacred church, or some other dilapidated building with a strong sense of history, do you?"

"Uh...shouldn't the Dark Sanctuary be located in a place like that?"

"Please, my daughter, it's the 21st century now. Times are changing. Research facilities should have complete facilities, sufficient energy, and sterile laboratories. It's hard to find all of these in the place you're imagining."

"The place you're imagining certainly exists, but like the Egyptian pyramids, they're symbolic holy sites. Can you expect modern Egyptians to continue doing that after they die?"

As expected of her father, Polly thought to herself, "He really is. I was just being stubborn."

When Sisso Albansson and his daughter arrived at the underground section of the research institute, Martin Wilson, who had arrived two days earlier, warmly greeted them and shook hands with them.

"Haha, you must be Dr. Albansson. I am Martin Wilson, and I taught physics at MIT before I retired."

Although Hisoka sometimes suffers from paranoia, he is essentially a scientist. Martin Wilson once published an important paper in the prestigious journal Science, while Hisoka was just a disillusioned employee of an arms company who had been laid off.

This made him feel somewhat flattered.

"Professor Wilson, it's a pleasure to meet you in person. You are my idol!"

“Don’t be modest, Dr. Albanson. If it weren’t extremely important, ‘those things’ wouldn’t be targeting you, and the Dark Sanctuary wouldn’t have brought you here to protect you.”

“I already know they have their own set of assessment methods, which is the other side of science involving magical powers.”

A few words made Hiso Albansson feel as refreshed as if he had drunk chilled strawberry juice.

It wasn't meaningless that we persisted for so many years.

...

Both knew they would be working together for a considerable period of time, so their greetings to each other seemed very sincere.

"Professor Wilson, what brings you here?"

Polly waited until her father and the old professor finished their pleasantries before asking this question.

"Well, that's a long story. All I can say is that the Dark Sanctuary sacrificed a fine knight and two valiant warriors to save me..."

"I'm sorry, I don't really want to talk about it right now."

At the same moment, the vampire Karl was in a corner of this floor, listening to the conversation of several people with his vampire's extraordinary hearing, while squatting on the ground drawing small circles.

Why did you have to make my knight "sacrifice" in his very first appearance? I love that feeling of being cool.

Diana can stay cool for so long, why can I only live for "one episode"?!

I heard that in the Lord's script, I'll be the villain next time. I hope this villain doesn't live long, so I can try to play a righteous role again!

On the other hand, seeing that the old professor seemed somewhat dejected, Polly felt very embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I didn't mean to. I just... I just..."

Professor Wilson waved his hand: "It's alright, young lady. I know you're curious about these things at your age. I'll tell you about my past experiences later."

"Come on, let me show you a 'miracle'."

Led by Professor Wilson, the Albans quickly passed through the glass walkway and arrived at a large, heavily guarded laboratory.

At its entrance, two men dressed in classical battle robes stood.

They stared straight ahead, like two statues, as if only their long breaths every ten seconds or so could tell they were alive.

Polly noticed that both of them paused in breathing. She recognized the silver gauntlets they were wearing—the holy silver weapons the vampires spoke of.