Viktor stood quietly in the swaying golden wheat field, letting the golden light gently caress his entire body.
His right hand rested lightly on his cane, and he gazed intently at the statue.
The surrounding wheat ears swayed in the wind, creating ripples of light.
The bright moonlight streaming through the church's skylight made the enchanting gold even more dazzling and radiant.
The nuns gathered near the wheat field, their hearts filled with trepidation and unease.
Especially the nun who was the first to come into contact with Victor.
Her heart was heavy, filled with guilt, panic, and fear.
Because she has always believed that it was her actions that provoked Victor, which led to the current situation.
After all, Viktor had said something to her when she was lying on the ground pretending to be dead.
"The worst thing you could have done was to come up to me and touch me."
She didn't understand why a simple touch would expose her identity.
But that's what they said, so she felt guilty.
Because of her actions, all the vampires present were forced to confront the crisis of their identities being exposed, as they were discovered by this mysterious man.
Vampires follow six strict commandments, the most important of which is seclusion.
You must never reveal your true appearance to non-vampires, or you will be cut off from all contact with other vampires.
Of course, eliminating witnesses directly is also a solution.
After all, only the man in front of her knows this secret right now.
However, no one dares to act rashly now.
A human who can remain so calm in the face of multiple vampires may possess hidden strengths and powerful abilities unknown to them.
In short, the opponent showed no fear whatsoever, clearly indicating that they were absolutely confident of victory.
Immediately afterwards, all the nuns and the vampire elder present were thankful that they hadn't made the choice to take action earlier.
The moment this man stood before the statue of the goddess of fertility and plucked the ears of rice,
In an instant, an astonishingly large field of golden wheat rose up around them.
This is a skill that even their bishop cannot achieve.
Moreover, the church floor is made of marble tiles, and the soil is underneath the tiles.
How can a wheat field thrive even without soil?
It is conceivable that this man's strength has reached a level that they cannot match.
The mere heat emanating from that faint flame was enough to make them feel the excruciating pain of their blood evaporating.
Clearly, the other party must possess the ability to kill them.
However, despite the perilous situation, the nuns remained intensely curious about the "godfather" that Victor had mentioned.
The Godfather? Who is the Godfather?
They had been members of the Church of Abundance for some time, but had never heard of any member of the church being referred to as a "godfather".
Even Bishop Michaela never mentioned this.
The vampire elder's face was filled with seriousness and doubt. She mustered her courage and asked hesitantly:
“We have never heard of a Church Father in the Church of Abundance.”
"So now you've heard about it."
Viktor responded calmly.
He turned around, and through the lens of his monocle, his gaze swept across the nuns present as if scanning them.
Every nun felt a surge of fear as his gaze swept over them, and they all lowered their heads.
Finally, his gaze settled on the vampire elder.
"I only need you to convey my words to Michaela without missing a single one."
Upon hearing the other party directly state the bishop's name, the vampire elder's eyes widened slightly.
Few people knew Bishop Michaela's name, yet this man in front of him said it without hesitation.
This "godfather," whom they had never heard of, seemed to be quite familiar with Bishop Michaela.
However, she still looked at the nuns hiding behind her with some worry.
"I hope you won't hurt them, sir."
She hoped to get a positive answer from Victor, but all she got was a long silence and his indifferent eyes.
With a helpless sigh, she placed her hands lightly in front of her abdomen and slowly walked out.
Under the cover of night, the elder left the church completely and disappeared into the darkness.
As the elder's figure disappeared, the other nuns lowered their heads, not daring to move.
They were like a group of children who had done something wrong, waiting for unknown punishment.
Until that calm voice rang out again:
"You, come here."
These words were like a spell, causing every nun present to involuntarily raise their heads and focus their gaze on Victor.
Following his gaze, they all turned to look at the nun who had first made contact with Victor.
The vampire member instinctively took a step back, exposing her body to Victor.
At that moment, the nun bowed her head in silence, overcome with guilt.
Feeling all eyes on him, he slowly raised his head and looked around blankly.
Seeing her fellow countrymen make way for her, she looked ahead and took a step back in a flustered manner.
Her gaze met Victor's cold eyes.
Now she realized that the nun the man was calling out to was herself.
Upon realizing this, the nun's legs seemed to lose all strength and trembled slightly.
But she gritted her teeth and walked slowly and laboriously toward Victor.
She carefully made her way through the wheat field, listening to the sound of the soil rubbing against her feet, and finally stood anxiously in front of Viktor.
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