The flames rose up.

The priest's right hand was instantly engulfed by the flames, but he did not flinch. On the contrary, he still held Fang Zheng's sword tightly, and at the same time he stretched out his left hand and suddenly shot a flying knife at Fang Zheng again. However, it was soon blocked by the silver-white dagger in Fang Zheng's left hand.

However, the priest obviously did not intend to kill Fang Zheng. Instead, after throwing the flying knife, he immediately let go of his right hand and stepped back, quickly distanced himself from Fang Zheng. During this process, the priest's right hand was still burning. Fang Zheng could even hear the "sizzling" sound produced by the flames burning his flesh.

Although this looked painful, the priest's expression did not change at all. He just stared at Fang Zheng coldly and then spoke.

"It seems that with my current equipment, it is difficult to fight you, heretic. Next time, next time I will definitely kill you!"

Before he finished speaking, countless book pages suddenly appeared around the priest. These pages emitting golden light quickly wrapped up the priest. The next moment, he disappeared from Fang Zheng's sight without a trace.

"Teleport? It seems that we really can't underestimate these guys."

Fang Zheng put down the sword in his hand. He was not worried that the priest would escape. Unless he cut off his hand, the flames would slowly burn him to ashes - well, but considering the strong will of the priest before, Fang Zheng felt that he might really cut off his hand.

But this has nothing to do with Fang Zheng.

"Okay, stop playing dead and come out."

Fang Zheng shouted forward, and soon, he saw a distortion in the shadow of the wall not far ahead, and then Akkad walked out of it.

"That's so boring. I thought you were going to kill that guy."

"If you hadn't been watching, that guy wouldn't have run away."

Facing Akkad's words, Fang Zheng rolled his eyes in annoyance. He could certainly sense that at first the priest was still planning to continue fighting him for 300 rounds, but then he almost immediately changed his mind and chose to escape. The reason was very simple, that is, he sensed Akkad's presence.

It was obvious that although the priest was violent, he was not a berserker who had lost his mind. With Fang Zheng and Akkad working together, he had absolutely no chance. So the priest decisively chose to retreat... So for Fang Zheng, Akkad still had to take the blame.

"No way, I have no weapon."

It seemed that Akkad was going to use this excuse until the end of the world. Now Fang Zheng only hoped that Walter could prepare his weapons as soon as possible so that this shameless vampire would not be able to find any other excuse to slack off.

But then again, don't weapons usually have backups? Doesn't this vampire have a backup weapon?

Fang Zheng glanced at Arcade, who just stared at him with a weird smile, not feeling the slightest bit uneasy... this cunning old bat.

"Let's go back."

Fang Zheng gave up the idea of ​​continuing to tangle with Akkad, turned around and walked to the other side of the corridor.

"Miss Intergula might be very angry this time."

As it turned out, Fang Zheng's guess was correct.

Integra was not just angry, he was furious.

"This is outrageous! This is simply a provocation to us! Those bastards in the Vatican have violated the treaty! Northern Ireland is under our jurisdiction, when will it be their turn to take action?!"

"After investigation, we have confirmed that the priest sent by the Vatican to Northern Ireland to clash with Lord Fang Zheng and Lord Akkad is a paladin affiliated with the 'Betrayer' organization, Father Alexander Anderson."

"An expert in exorcising demons, suppressing paganism, and eradicating heresy. Carrying the name of Judas, the 13th Department that shouldn't exist..."

As he spoke, Intergula clenched his fists.

"We can't just let this matter go, Walter. I'll leave the negotiations with the Vatican to you. But we don't have time to fight them now. The mysterious organization behind a series of vampire incidents is still a mystery. We must find the guy who created the vampires and eliminate them completely..."

Having said this, Intergula seemed to have finally vented her anger. She raised her head, looked at Fang Zheng who was sitting next to her, and nodded.

"You did a great job this time. You will never allow those lunatics from the Vatican to do whatever they want on our land. Thank you for your hard work, Fang Zheng."

"You're welcome. It's just a piece of cake."

Facing Intergula's thanks, Fang Zheng just shrugged his shoulders. He certainly understood why he said that. In fact, Fang Zheng had long realized that he had been under surveillance since he joined HELLSING. But this was also normal. For someone like him who came from an unknown background and was so powerful, HELLSING would have to be crazy not to pay attention to him.

But now it seems that after I confronted that crazy priest, Intergula's doubts about me have been alleviated a lot, or in other words... is this a token of my allegiance?

Fang Zheng had no concern or interest in the religious issues between Britain and the Vatican. In fact, he was more concerned about that mysterious organization.

"Do we have any new information about that mysterious organization?"

Fang Zheng said that he was tired of collecting firewood and he couldn't wait to find a gas station to add fuel to the fire.

"M15 detectives have found some clues, but they are still in the investigation stage."

James Bond in the movie can easily take down a criminal group, but the real agents are more useless than each other? It's all artistic processing.

"Well, I hope they can give us some clues sooner rather than later."

Fang Zheng stood up, stretched, and then nodded to Intergula.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

After saying this, Fang Zheng turned around and left the room. He knew that Intergula had a lot of things to do tonight, but Fang Zheng was too lazy to care about those things. He was just a hired hunter, and he just had to do his job well. As for other problems... Fang Zheng didn't need to ask about them.

But it's a pity for that priest.

Fang Zheng shook his head as he walked towards his room. He could feel that the priest's body contained a strong soul and divine power. Although it was not as good as the "firewood" Fang Zheng needed, it was at least better than ordinary firewood - at least as good as coal.

After burning his right hand, Fang Zheng also absorbed some power with a sacred aura from the priest. Unfortunately, the power was too little to ignite a new altar.

Maybe next time I see him, I should just burn him.

With these thoughts in his mind, Fang Zheng returned to his room and went to bed. He closed his eyes and soon fell into a dark dream.

Then the flames started again.

"Welcome back, Master Ashes."

The fire keeper standing in front of the altar turned around respectfully and bowed to Fang Zheng, who waved at her in response. After leaving Yharnam, Fang Zheng had the ability to freely enter the "Fire Transmission Sacrifice Field" in his soul through dreams. Therefore, Fang Zheng would come here for a walk every night before going to bed. One is to let the fire keeper extract the power he absorbed to strengthen the fire of the soul. The other is to find someone to chat with... After all, the system has not been fully restored yet, and Fang Zheng's abilities are almost unusable. His magic was sealed, and he had no way to contact other people. In this case, talking to the fire girl about his ideals in life was the only way Fang Zheng could kill time.

"I'm here, Fire Girl, how's it going?"

Fang Zheng looked at the altar in front of him. He saw that on the altar in the center of the sacrificial field, the soul fire was burning. However, Fang Zheng was not concerned about this, but the "shadow" of the flame.

That's right, below the flame, a dark shadow was reflected on the ground like a reflection of the flame, burning continuously. This was not a real shadow, but the reflection of the flame that was born after Fang Zheng harnessed the power of the abyss - the first fire.

Fire of the Abyss.

"Everything is normal, Lord Huijin. There is nothing unusual about the Abyss Fire at the moment."

"That's good."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand. The fire keeper also held Fang Zheng's hands. Soon, a faint flame emerged from the fire keeper's hands, then floated into the altar and merged with the soul fire burning in the center.

“It’s really a drop in the bucket.”

Looking at the tiny flame in front of him that was barely larger than a wisp of smoke, Fang Zheng couldn't help but shake his head, while the Fire Keeper smiled slightly.

"Be patient, Lord Ashes. Restoring your soul is not an easy task, not to mention that your soul fire has been extinguished once. It is a rare blessing to be able to burn again with the help of the First Fire..."

"I know, I'm just a little... impatient."

Hearing the fire keeper's comfort, Fang Zheng also sighed. He knew that he was like a person who had just recovered from a serious illness. He had to take good care of himself and recuperate slowly. But he couldn't let go of his worries. What was the situation in the main world now? When would he be able to find a way back to the main world? What happened to the Tiandao Palace? What happened to Nymph and the others? What happened to the children? When he thought about these, Fang Zheng felt anxious. Although he could suppress his anxiety with reason, Fang Zheng's emotions were easily fluctuated after being infected by the abyss. Therefore, even though he knew that what the fire keeper said was right, he couldn't relax so easily.

"Maybe I should wait and see. If that mysterious organization still doesn't show up, I might go for something bigger."

After saying this, Fang Zheng stood up and nodded to the Fire Keeper.

"Well, I'll be leaving now."

"Good luck to you, Master Ashes."