The sacred right side of a certain comic

After confirming that Eltrucci was no longer in danger, the onlookers dispersed.

Eltruqi was in a bad mood, but she was used to it. She carefully took the test tube filled with blood that Roy handed her. The blood was as clear as ruby, even across the test tube. She could also feel the powerful magic contained in it.

That's exactly what Eltrucci has wanted for the past eight hundred years.

It's not that the Ancient Red will give up easily. In fact, the Eastern Patriarch in front of him is very insightful into people's hearts. If he were the king, he would definitely let his people follow him and sing their desires.

But it's not much different now. As the Orthodox Patriarch, he is the spiritual leader of hundreds of millions of people.

Eltruki thought so.

Even the arrogant Death Disciple Ji Jun like her was almost lost her ability to resist after being 'trained' by this man in a few months.

Eight hundred years of escaping has already made Eltrucci feel extremely aggrieved and angry. Even because of her serious injury, the black knight and the white knight, who clearly possess powerful power, are afraid of fighting against powerful enemies. Fighting for a long time, whenever danger is discovered, she will escape with her Jijun.

Fortunately, even though the two knights were Dead Apostles, they still had the spirit of knights and had been loyally protecting their lord. However, due to their own reasons, their knights could not face the enemy openly and could only think about how to escape. This is something Erteluki absolutely cannot bear.

Therefore, she must find a way to restore all her power. Only in this way can she take revenge on those who have been chasing her. However, neither the Church nor the Dead Apostles or even the magicians will easily let her regain her power. It has always been hindering her, and the blood Roy gave her now is the moment she is closest to recovering from some of her injuries.

‘If I hadn't been deceived by Zibia, I wouldn't be in such a miserable state."

Thinking of the dean of Atlas Academy, Eltrucci felt even more depressed.

That was four hundred years ago. At that time, Zibia Elternam Oberon had been the dean of Atlas Academy for two hundred years. As an orthodox magician, he was nearing the end of his life, but Zibia still did not calculate the possibility of 'avoiding the destruction of mankind', so the dean of Atlas Academy took the initiative to find Eltelucci in order to gain more life and time.

As the ruler of blood and contract, although Elteluki is not as good as the True Ancestor in terms of physical abilities, she has her own abilities. She is very excited that the dean of Atlas Academy has joined her. She believed that as long as Cibia became loyal to her ancestors, she would be able to greatly ease her situation at that time.

Therefore, at the cost of aggravating the injury, Eltrucci entered into a contract with Zibia, helping Zibia complete the transformation into a Death Apostle, and also allowing Zibia to complete his own transformation with the help of her power. ceremony.

Zibia happened to be in the Principality of Wallachia when the ritual conversion was completed, and caused the casualties of many innocent people. The church named this newly born ancestor of the Dead Apostles the"Night of Wallachia".

But no one expected that Zibia, who was transformed into the"Night of Wallachia", performed calculations after transforming into the"phenomenon" and found that he still couldn't find a way to"save mankind from destruction", so this person who had long been The dean of Atlas Academy, who had a backup plan, separated himself from the state of 'phenomenon' and turned 'Wallachia Night' into a mechanism that has no self-awareness and only exists as 'worship'. He himself ran back to Egypt as a Dead Apostle and continued to be his dean.

Today, this one of the three deans of the Magic Association is still doing his own research at Atlas Academy, but Alteruqi, who paid a huge price, got nothing. At that time, she almost vomited blood. This The dean made full use of the ancient red. Not only did he get the body of a dead disciple that could continue to study, but after he found that borrowing the power of the ancient red could not achieve his wish, he kicked her away. It can be said that he is a A truly ruthless person treats this dead disciple, Hei Ji, as a tool.

And now, there is another person who uses her as a tool, but he is more arrogant than Zibia. After all, Zibia has been staying at Atlas Academy since he ran away to prevent revenge, and this person People are almost blatantly telling you that I treat you as a tool, but Erteluqi still can't refuse and can only do things for others honestly.

Thinking of this, Ancient Red couldn't help but look to her side. After seeing the man who always had a warm smile, she really wanted to punch him and see if he could still laugh at that time.

"What's wrong, Luci...look what I do."

In the prayer room, Roy sat in front of a piano and played the third movement of Mozart's Piano Sonata No. 11 in A major, which is the famous"Turkish March". The lively and cheerful rhythm resounded throughout the prayer room. Between his fingers, he closed his eyes and immersed himself in the music of the piano with a smile on his lips, but he was extremely sensitive to Erteluki's little movements.

"Why do you like bullying me so much?"

Alter Lucidan opened her mouth slightly, but she somehow managed to ask such a sentence that did not suit her status.

"Boys always like to bully the girls they like. Although it is childish, it contains the most sincere feelings of human beings, right?"

Roy didn't open his eyes. His ten fingers landed on the black and white keys like butterflies piercing flowers, and he said softly.

"Do you want to say that you like me?"

Alter Luqi laughed a little and was a little angry. She didn't think the man in front of her was such an ignorant child.

"That concubine must be really proud of her charm. Even you, the Patriarch of the church, Roy Crowley, who is known as the 'angel on earth', were captured by my elegance and beauty."

Alter Luqi's expression was mocking. Rather than boasting, it was more of a mockery and sarcasm of Roy.

Roy's fingers stopped on a piano key, and the sound of the piano that echoed in the prayer room slowly dissipated. He turned his head to look at Eltrucci's beautiful, flawless face, which was as beautiful as a fairy, and said with a smile:"……I don’t like you, I just lust after your body"

"you……"

Elterluqi was angry and embarrassed for a while. She looked at Roy suspiciously, trying to find out his true thoughts from his face, but Eltelluqi soon gave up. This man's Her thinking patterns and whether she is telling the truth cannot be seen through with her ability.

Is this man really interested in her body like those common people? This is not impossible. Sometimes what this man does is so vulgar, but Ancient Red is more disbelieving. If he is really only interested in his own body, then in the past few months During the time, he had countless opportunities and had enough ability to make himself submit.

Erteluqi, who was confused, stopped thinking, she just asked with a stern face:"……Where is Al Nahat?"

"He is on the outskirts of St. Petersburg. I will tell you the specific location, and I will leave this ancestor of the Dead Apostles to you to deal with."

Roy withdrew his gaze and placed his fingers on the black and white keys again.

This time, Eltrucci didn't make a sound, but listened to the music he played in a daze. Human art is really wonderful, and he played The music played is also really nice.