Noble Order

The cool wind blew on his face, making Ya'an feel a little dazed. A few minutes ago, this place was shrouded in black fog, with wailing and crying. A few minutes later, as the petals as thin as cicada wings fell, all the fog gradually melted away.

Countless butterflies fluttered lightly through the streets and alleys, and people began to vomit wherever they went. Tiny translucent insects trembled in the vomit and died the moment they touched the flower petals.

This is a miracle! A true miracle!

Those who were still awake almost cried out loud, looking at the handsome young man who looked like a god above their heads with tears in their eyes. The polluted people around them fell down one after another, and the strange smiles on their faces gradually disappeared.

Ya'an City is located in the south and it never snows.

But at this moment, a magnificent snow is falling here, washing away the pain and sorrow in people's hearts, leaving only a peaceful and beautiful dream.

The portal slowly opened in midair, and the red-haired young man stepped out. He was surrounded by black mist, like the incarnation of the devil. He and the Son of God spotted each other at the first moment, and when their eyes met, complex emotions flashed across their faces.

Rex followed closely behind him, and almost fell down when he took a step out of the door, but Aurelius caught him with his quick hands.

The man was hanging in the air, swaying in a panic: "Who opened the door in mid-air?"

The portal sneered: "Fei is not even considered a bloodline person."

"Apart from those with wings, have you ever seen any bloodline beings flying in the sky?"

Rex was furious, and then he spotted the Son of God and the Count in his arms not far away: "Who is this again?"

Before Aurelius could answer, he thought about it and was immediately overjoyed: "Since such a powerful person has come, do we not need to go up?"

Some people are really weird. If you say something happens, he will really go. If he can avoid it, he can run faster than anyone else. The corner of Oreius' mouth twitched, and he ruthlessly rejected his idea.

"That's impossible. He's a priest and he doesn't fight."

Rex looked at this and that, and indeed felt a similar aura of a big boss from them. He was refreshed, and this was a scenario where they would join hands to save people from the dark fog!

"Is this person your friend?"

"A friend indeed."

Aurelius grinned and added, "He's just a friend who wants to stab me whenever he sees me. Don't worry. He can't beat me."

Thank you, I'm so happy to hear that! Ricks' mouth twitched. The silver-haired young man ignored the two of them as if he didn't hear their conversation. His eyes were looking into the distance, vaguely revealing solemnity.

“This disaster is not over yet.”

"Indeed, when we were fighting just now, I felt something was wrong..."

"Black Mist is too weak."

Ya'an was thoughtful. Even though he almost died in the battle just now, if it was the real black mist, he would not be able to resist it at all.

Oreius shrugged his shoulders and said in a relaxed tone: "Don't be too nervous. I'm not bragging, but here are the strongest priests and the strongest swords among humans."

Canaan snorted, his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and saw through the secrets hidden by the other party. He said mercilessly: "The curse on you has been triggered. Don't look for me if you want to die."

A curse that was triggered?

Rex instantly remembered the red-haired young man he saw when he just woke up. His breath was connected to the entire mountain of corpses, and the smell of blood flowed out. The sensitive words strongly stimulated his nerves, and he stared at Oreius suspiciously. The latter had an almost ambiguous smile on his face and gently placed his hand on Canaan's shoulder.

"Don't worry, if I die, I won't be a burden to you. Help me, Canaan. I'm still waiting for the Earl to fulfill his promise."

"You've already dragged down a lot of people."

Canaan's voice was like an icy spike, piercing Oreius's expression for a moment. He seemed to have not expected the other party to suddenly speak and touch upon the secrets of the past. The two of them fell silent at the same time until the black fog in the city changed again.

After being greatly weakened, the dissolved fog became unusually thick. If the previous black fog was a glass of water, it would now be a bucket of hydrochloric acid. It flooded the entire city like ink.

Every building in Ya'an seemed to have its own life, beating constantly with a strange rhythm. Before the change extended to humans, the sea of ​​flowers in the sky suddenly lit up, forming a counter-force.

Oreius took the opportunity to blend in, and under the cover of light and shadow, almost no one noticed him. The young man cut open the wound that had just healed as usual, and the gushing blood wet the steel frame of [Aesthetics], allowing the weapon that had originally been extinguished to climb onto the red flesh again.

Gulp, gulp, gulp!

The flesh and blood pulsated with the pulse, and the condensed bullets filled themselves. Endless flowers formed a staircase when he landed, and Oleius flew all the way. Only the bloodline people could vaguely catch his outline rushing into the black mist.

"The first one..."

Muttering to himself, Oreius leaped down from a height without hesitation and landed in front of a warehouse. The warehouse door was closed, and thick black mist poured out from the gap. The door was full of dead black-robed people, and only a few were left retreating.

"It came so quickly..."

The leader heard the noise outside the door, clicked his tongue and signaled the others to change the route. He also threw an amulet into the corpse and quickly left.

This was undoubtedly the right decision. As soon as their figures disappeared, the warehouse door was kicked open. The amulet on the ground flashed black light, and all the corpses suddenly exploded! Arm-long poisonous centipedes popped out and rushed towards the figure that appeared in the thick fog.

Oleus whistled, raised his hand and shot a wooden warehouse in the head. He quickly looked around the warehouse and his eyes fell on the strange amulet: "Escaped... Never mind, there is another one."

He picked up the amulet and stuffed it into his bag. A large number of butterflies followed closely and purified the ineffective magic circle. Oleus used the same trick again, using the steps to diligently shuttle through Ya'an City, cleaning up the remaining magic circles.

In the huge city of Ya'an, there were always some believers who had not had time to escape. Orelius picked out two and kept them, knocked them out and took them back.

He avoided the fainted ordinary people and those who were cleaning up the mess and returned to the Earl's Mansion. Unexpectedly, he found that many people of strange bloodlines were staying at the door, and they all looked at him with great awe.

The returnee, whose clothes were stained black with blood, looked at these people in bewilderment, and casually threw the amulet and the living person to them, unaware that his eyes were full of greed and malice. The bloodline people who were seen shuddered as if they were facing some kind of ferocious beast.

"Where is the Earl?"

The bloodline members exchanged glances, and one of the young women replied, "The Earl is on duty."

"Thank you."

Oreius went straight to the office without looking back. Seeing his figure, the bloodline members breathed a sigh of relief. The companion patted the woman on the shoulder and said, "You performed well. You are so calm."

The woman turned her head and smiled bitterly: "What are you trying to calm me down for? Help me, my legs are weak."

This sentence immediately resonated with everyone.

"Who isn't? I can eat corpses, but I was still shocked by the smell of blood on him. How many people did he kill?"

"I've been a bloodline for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen someone so lethal."

"The most terrifying thing is that he is even normal!"

Being able to kill is not scary, being normal is not scary, but if a bloodline person is extremely powerful and stable, as long as he does not die prematurely, he will have a very bright future. A voice suddenly emerged from the group of bloodline people who were discussing enthusiastically.

"I'm so jealous. Such a strong and stable bloodline will surely get the attention of the association in the future."

"Association..."

Hearing this word, everyone present fell silent. Their strength had long been enough to earn them a title, but the remaining land was too little, so they could only survive by relying on the knights.

The Noble Association holds the threshold firmly. If wild-blooded people like them want new titles, they must open up new horizons in the dark fog. For humans who have already opened up the safe zone, this is nothing short of a fantasy.

After a moment of silence, they became active again, as if no one had mentioned the topic just now.

"Let's go back and deal with this attack first. Let Area 4 handle the interrogation."

"Area 3 needs supplies. We will have to apply to the Earl later."

"And our District 7..."

Association?

Aurelius withdrew his attention. Thinking about what they said, he didn't have any thoughts. He just wanted to find the count as soon as possible to fulfill his promise.

But thinking of the Bloodblood's words and looking at his blood-soaked clothes, he went to his room to take a shower and change his clothes. After getting dressed, he went to the Earl's office.

After opening the door, Oleus found Rex. It seemed that the Count, who had just escaped death and started working, had no intention of letting this supporter go. The latter was reviewing documents with a height of 20 centimeters beside him. After seeing Oleus, he immediately cheered up and asked for help, but was cruelly ignored.

Aurelius went straight to the count, his expression clear: "Is our agreement fulfilled?"

Count Yaan put down his pen and looked up at him: "Yes."

Even though he left behind a mess of stalls, even though he suffered heavy losses, even though many problems arose before and after...but the other party had indeed completed the commission of the murder case, even better than he had imagined.

Thinking of the news he had received, Yaan hesitated for a moment and said, "I will give you a special order from the nobility, ordering the bloodline people to help Mr. and Mrs. Cross eliminate the monsters, so that they can legally maintain their titles."

Having said this, he drew out a piece of valuable satin paper, wrote the order directly on it, affixed his private seal to it, and handed it to Aurelius.

"Take this and go to the west gate tomorrow. I will arrange for the Bloodline team to meet you there. As it happens, there are several Bloodline members who are quite outstanding in this battle. I hope you can bring them back intact."

Mason was impressed by the simple and efficient method. He was worthy of being the Earl, as he handled everything so smoothly. He took the special order and his attitude became much better: "I only helped them because of an agreement, and I will not contact them again. I hope you will not bother them too much."

Yaan said: "Of course, this is just my personal help to Mr. and Mrs. Chris."

The red-haired young man left with satisfaction. The Count continued to deal with official documents. Ricks couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you going to tell him that the association wants to see him?"

The other party didn't even raise his head: "Does it matter whether he wants to see me or not? If he doesn't want to see me, can you still keep him here?"

"But if that happens, how will we explain this to the association? They have warned us not to let the person escape, and we must not let the church take him away."

"No rush. We'll set out tomorrow. He's not interested in us right now. Since he promised to bring the people back, he has to come back himself. The round trip plus the cleanup will take at least five days. By then, the association's envoys will arrive, and it won't be our job anymore."

Count Ya'an calmly put the revised document aside and said calmly: "After all, the people did arrive, but they just didn't want to see them. This is not our problem."

Rex opened his mouth, and was full of admiration for this old fox. As expected of a man who had been an earl for so many years, he was really scheming! But he soon thought of another thing: "What about Canaan?"

Ya'an shook his head, his face solemn.

"What to do? Nothing to do!"

"The church has long been obsessed with accepting bloodlines that can cleanse the pollution. Moreover, this person is so powerful, they will definitely not let him leave."

His tone darkened.

"We just need to worry about whether Aurelius will be taken away with them. You know, the association needs to be discussed and reviewed by the Council of the Twelve Round Tables, and the procedures are complicated. But the church will come immediately as long as the Pope gives an order!"