Night Crow Master

The only strange thing is that the person who was killed had various wounds on his body, which looked like wounds gnawed by many small creatures.

It's a pity that this group of idiots don't recognize that this kind of thing is a very valuable source of black iron, but they can know that these things can strengthen their bodies.

What should I do, how can I get these things?

correct! Yes!

...

Late at night the next day.

Gorse leads to the north, Kiel leads to the edge, and is a small town.

Dumather was in a daze.

It was dim and dim in front of me, and I felt that the whole world was muddled.

"Squeaky--"

At this moment, he was suddenly excited, because, in front of his eyes, in his field of vision, a man wearing a black knee-length windbreaker suddenly appeared.

"Thief!!!"

Dumasek immediately awoke and recovered from his beautiful carnal dream.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Dumasser's heart vigorously agitated, shrank into a ball, and bulged suddenly, even causing his body to tremble slightly.

For a moment, he almost forgot what he was going to do and what to do. It was until countless dense shadows appeared around the infiltrator that Dumasser really woke up.

The chirping rat sounds clustered around the man in the black trench coat, who concealed his face.

"Did someone come here yesterday to sell you something?"

The man's gloomy eyes did not have any waves, like a pool of stagnant water, and his words did not fluctuate at all, as if he was telling a trivial matter.

However, at this point in time someone sneaked into your room, stood in front of you, looked at you, and asked you questions. Would you treat him as a harmless passerby?

Dumasser won't anyway.

But he didn't intend to hide anything.

Being able to break into his residence directly proves that the other party is absolutely capable of killing him, and it is forcing questions, obviously there is something big.

He, the owner of a small shop who occasionally helps sell stolen goods, knows what he can and cannot provoke, and he will never resist those who should not resist:

"Yesterday, two teams came to my way. The first team came in the morning and sold me some old daggers and some gems. It felt like a mercenary team that killed the thieves. The second team consisted of five people. They brought a lot of things, including jewels and leather materials for some dark iron-level monsters, in a large amount.

Dumaser spoke out all the information, and also pointed out that the stolen goods were placed in a secret compartment under the counter, full of sincerity.

Hearing these words, the man in the black windbreaker also nodded, seeming to applaud his cooperation.

Just when Dumas felt relieved and planned to wait until dawn to run away with some belongings, he suddenly heard a sentence:

"It stands to reason that if you are so cooperative, I should let you go, but you behaved so well that it worried me."

Just when Dumaser heard this unclear sentence and the new student was uneasy, he suddenly felt a pain in his arm.

He turned his head and saw that a gray-haired mouse the size of a wild cat was hanging on his arm, with blood-red rays in his eyes.

"Monster!?"

Dumasser couldn't help feeling horrified. He flicked his right hand and tried to get rid of the giant mouse, and at the same time opened his mouth to call for help.

But before I even remembered the sound, I felt a pain in my neck, another giant mouse came up, and at the same time a slightly hard and fluffy touch came from his mouth.

A giant rat got into his mouth and blocked his mouth.

"Woooooo-"

Dumaser's eyes widened and he struggled in pain. He looked at the speechless man in black with anger and horror, his expression begging for mercy, but the other party did not act or respond.

A giant mouse got out of the surroundings, climbed onto his body, and ate his flesh and blood.

Dumaser's weakened body fell backward, blood spilling out.

Ten seconds later, the rats dispersed, but Dumasser's body became intact.

However, in contrast, his pupils turned bright red.

Moreover, the fear, anger, and pleading that had escaped from his face completely disappeared, leaving only the respectfulness of obedience.

"the host--"

"I am not your master. I am the Bishop of Plague of the Scarlet Order-Crowe Brad."

"The Scarlet Order?"

The newly-born Scarlet servant Dumarser had not heard of this order.

In the next instant, he heard the man in black reciting the prayer firmly and religiously:

"Ah, son of the blood prison, our heavenly Father.

Ah, the Scarlet Daughter, our mother in the night.

Our Father in heaven, may everyone honor your name in their hearts.

Our mother in the night, may everyone recite your name Cheng in their dreams.

May your kingdom of night come, and may your will be done on earth, as walking in the sky..."

The Scarlet Order regards the Scarlet Daughter as a god, and all life is given by the Scarlet Daughter...

Dumaser's eyes kept showing horror and fluctuations, and the knowledge that had been forcibly instilled into his mind had a conflict with his existing ideas.

However, in the end, it became calm.

That's right.

The Scarlet Daughter is the mother of all things, and the Blood Prison is the first child of the Scarlet Daughter and the spouse of the Scarlet Daughter.

The son of blood **** is also the father of all things.

Holy Son and Father two in one!

"call--"

Dumasser sighed, and the scarlet in his eyes gradually faded, turning into calmness and turning to the original color.

And looking at Dumasser, the man in the black trench coat, or Ashun, was asking him a few questions.

"Master Bishop!"

Dumaser, who had become a devout member of the Scarlet Order under the brainwashing of Ashun, picked up the key, walked carefully to the inner door with his bare feet, opened the warehouse door, and took out all the monster materials inside:

"This is the resurrection thing I collected."

In his cognition, these monster materials and the like have become things he deliberately accumulated and collected.

"Ok."

Yashun nodded, and after confirming that the effect of the first subject who modified his cognition was okay, he opened the door silently surrounded by the rats.

Now we have to continue to look for the source black iron that the miners have come into contact with.

...

On the other side, the mansion of the Marquis of Andes

Seeing Andes wearing a gorgeous red windbreaker with deep eyes standing in front, Fokker Seyvor closed the door back, and respectfully followed Andes to the room at the end of the corridor, standing in the faint candlelight.

"Wasted some time, and still didn't find more clues from his body."

The Marquis of Andes turned his head and looked at the crescent moon outside the window, and said calmly. "

"More...Does the mentor know some of his origins?" Falkcivor relaxed a lot, tentatively.

The Marquis of Andes nodded slightly and said:

"An ancient organization called the source of life. They were established in the period before the rise of the Holy See of the Earth. Its emergence was related to some of the fallen nobles at that time.