Chapter 166: Love Promoted by Lanqi

Under the influence of the poet of great love, Viscount Augustine was more angry than afraid.

Apparently, the long period of sealing had accumulated unimaginable anger in him.

"Speaking of witches... I remember reading in the magic book left by the witch that you are an extremely cruel vampire who loves to snatch the children of young mothers and suck their blood in front of them, then enjoy her anger, despair, and blood."

Lanqi seemed to have finally finished his work with the clergy and was able to concentrate on taking care of Viscount Augustine, and spoke to him lightly.

There was no joy or anger in his voice, not even any emotional fluctuations.

"So you want to judge me?! Human!!"

Viscount Augustine seemed to understand what Lanci meant. He used up his last bit of strength to struggle and roar, "You hypocritical and pathetic creatures. On the one hand, you keep talking about justice, but on the other hand, you do exactly the same things as the villains you denounce! Can you really tell me where I am wrong, and are you completely right?!"

Hearing what Viscount Augustin said, Hyperion was slightly stunned.

She didn't know how to refute Viscount Augustine.

In this chaotic and dark era, rules are a game that can be trampled upon at will, and the strong do have the power to uphold justice and judge right and wrong according to their own will.

If you want to deny the correctness of the strong ruling the weak, break the blood clan's rule, and establish rules and order to protect the weak, you will inevitably repeat the law of the jungle and fight violence with violence, opening up a bloody road. The process is essentially no different from what the blood clan does, except that a stronger person is born to rule the blood clan in turn! In this era, you either become a tyrant or there is no way to become a benevolent emperor.

The three clergymen on the other side also couldn't find the answer.

If they were all out-and-out villains like the Church of the Resurrection, they might firmly believe that it is natural for humans to kill vampires.

But after hearing Viscount Augustine's questions, they were confused. Under the banner of benevolence and righteousness, were the things they did really against benevolence and righteousness?

“…”

However.

Lanqi showed a slight smile on his face.

"I never said I wanted to uphold justice, nor did I assert that you were evil. I only believe that love can create miracles. Now I am using love to influence you, hoping that you can become kind and friendly."

His voice was full of compassion, as if he wanted to give Viscount Augustine redemption.

“……?!!”

Viscount Augustine, who had been quite tough and thought that Lanqi was a messenger of justice, suddenly trembled.

When the enemy is still willing to argue with him about right and wrong, he can at least confuse the enemy's mind through words.

but.

This time he encountered it.

Seems like a complete lunatic.

There is no point in talking to such a thing, and its mind will not be shaken by any enemy! "Great poet, please help train Viscount Augustine."

Lanqi said to his spiritual partner, the great poet of love.

"You've found the right devil to come to me for this kind of thing. I promise to teach you a lesson!"

The poet of great love placed his fingers on his dimples, with a sweet and happy smile on his face.

At the same time, Frey had almost finished drawing Viscount Augustine's blood.

Lanqi also lifted the call of [Glorious Virtue], and suddenly, the seemingly forgotten colors in the bedroom were restored. The candlelight swayed slightly, casting a faint halo on the curtains and illuminating the wooden carvings on the head of the bed.

The portraits and tapestries on the walls appeared a little hazy in the dim light. The characters in the paintings seemed to be silently watching everything in the room. The manuscripts and quills on the desk were quietly waiting for their owner to return.

"By the way, Viscount Augustin, did you just say that the vampire lying on the bed is weak?"

Lanqi walked to the bedside, turned his head and looked at Viscount Augustine who was trying to open his eyes on the ground and asked.

“…Isn’t it?”

Although Viscount Augustine's heart had long been filled with extremely bad omens, this was his last bit of strength, and he must not be frightened by these few mere humans.

Lanqi patted the mummy and asked as if he was interviewing her:

"Count Palocas, as a senior, do you have anything to say about Viscount Augustine's evaluation?"

"Augustine, hello..."

The mummy's throat trembled and he made a hoarse sound, but he almost died halfway through his speech.

"……count?"

Viscount Augustine's eyes were filled with fear and disbelief, and his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

In that brief moment, the magical fluctuations that emanated like a last ray of light undoubtedly belonged to the Earl-level vampire!

Viscount Augustin recalled the ring of Count Palocas that Lanci first showed him, and gradually he understood everything.

What follows is the true annihilation of all thoughts.

Just by looking at Count Palocas, who was much stronger than him and was in a state worse than death, Viscount Augustine's face turned pale both physically and psychologically.

At this moment he fully realized the danger he was facing, and the fear of approaching hell almost made him collapse.

However, it was too late and irreversible.

All his self-confidence, all his arrogance, all his pride were shattered in that instant, and the mental blow was too much for him to accept.

Just like a balloon being blown up, it completely shattered in an instant, and the light in the blood-red pupils began to dissipate.

"Look how gentle and kind Count Palocas has become. This is the power of love."

Lanci was full of kindness towards Viscount Augustine from beginning to end and never had a trace of hostility.

"Listening to Mr. Lanqi's words is better than reading ten years of church books."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The executioners, paladins, and priests standing by watched all this, as if they had learned something again and suddenly realized something.

After their practical skills had been improved, their faith had also been sublimated and integrated at this moment.

"It turns out that there is no right or wrong, good or evil. Only love is eternal and love is a miracle... We who have realized the truth will never be shaken by evil creatures again!"

"Viscount Augustine, come and join the glorious evolution."

The three clergymen held tweezers, pliers and scalpels in their hands. Even with masks on, their smiling eyes narrowed into crescent shapes could be seen.

Their temperament is completely natural.

“No, don’t!!”

Augustine's scream was like the most miserable curse in the abyss, piercing through the thick stone walls of the castle and echoing in the night sky on the top of the mountain.

Outside the castle, there are still endless deep mountains and forests, sea of ​​clouds, and the moonlight shining through them.

In the warm night, the glow of the full moon shines softly on Lichtens Castle, giving the ancient castle a hazy and mysterious beauty.

The sun will rise as usual the next day.

Everything will become warm and beautiful again.

The towering spires and exquisitely carved window frames appear even more tranquil at this time. The wind blows, and the leaves in the jungle rustle, as if preparing a dreamy fairy tale of the castle for people.

Only the dim silhouette on the curtains depicts an unspeakable ceremony.

The scene of this shadow world came to an end with this ending.

…

Ikerite College.

At two o'clock in the morning, a few lonely stars were twinkling in the distant sky. The deep outline of the main building of the Sage Academy almost melted in the night. Only the windows of the top-floor conference room were still lit.

The ever-changing light and shadow of the magic screen were reflected on the thin glass of the conference room. Every time the screen flickered, the reflection of the window jumped in the night sky, and finally disappeared into the vast night like a curtain falling.

Most of the teachers had left at this time, with only a few still sitting at their respective round tables watching.

Loren hadn't left until this moment.

He held his chin with his fingers crossed, and watched as the three clergymen in the scene, like a behind-the-scenes footage, began to beat Viscount Augustine with their familiar techniques.

"…No, I won't watch Lanqi's movie world next time. I don't care what he does to me. No matter who asks me, I don't know Lanqi."

Finally, Loren stood up, holding the table, his voice extremely tired, and walked out of the meeting room door.

But others know.

Dean Loren might not be tired, but numb.

And they heard that even the most honest and simple Dean Loren began to evade responsibility. They always felt that the Dean seemed to have some signs of being a bit inhuman! ——The second shadow world has ended, and a new chapter in the real world will begin tomorrow! At the beginning of this month, I have been working hard to update, and I have used up all my manuscripts, and my work and rest schedule has been reversed. Now I am working hard to meet the deadline every day. Sometimes I finish coding at 8 o'clock and post it at 9 o'clock. It's not that I don't want to add more, but I really can't do it unless I don't sleep. The time to think about the plot of a brain-opening article is several times more than the time to code. Sometimes it takes eight or nine hours to write 4,000 words. I am really not a lazy dog. I have been working hard to code. After I adjust my work and rest schedule, I will do my best to update.

I beg everyone to give me the monthly tickets at the end of the month. I am crying bitterly!

(End of this chapter)