Please listen to the voice of black magic

The house Roderick rents is a three-story independent house with no garage. The access area at the door can barely be used as a small parking lot, and a four-wheel car of average size can fit inside.

The house made of red bricks looks very new and clean. It is probably a new house that was built not long ago.

The only shortcoming here is that it is too close to the neighbors. The distance between adjacent houses is only an arm's width. Even a little louder at home will be heard by the neighbors on the left and right.

"Are you bleeding? Is your leg injured?"

Not long after Roderick took Annan into the house, he keenly noticed that Annan's leg was bleeding and injured.

He quickly walked to the living room, took down the medical box hanging on the wall, and then handed the entire box to Annan.

"You go to the bathroom and take care of your wounds."

Annan nodded and went into the bathroom to treat the wound.

The injury to his thigh was not serious. It was originally just scratched by a bullet. Although the wound was now cracked due to excessive exercise, it only required re-bandaging and there was no need to go to a doctor.

A few minutes later, Annan, who had changed the bandages and washed his face, walked out with the medical kit in his arms and sat in the living room.

"Is everything okay?"

Roderick has prepared some tea and refreshments in the living room for guests to enjoy.

His face, which was originally pale, had regained its color.

"It's okay, it's just a small matter."

Annan picked up a biscuit without any politeness and took a sip of warm black tea.

He doesn't like drinking tea very much, but it's a pity that there seems to be no such thing as happy water in this world, which really makes him feel very regretful.

If there is a chance in the future, he would like to find out if there is any alternative carbonated drink.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll poison you?"

Roderick somewhat admired the young man in front of him. He had experienced so many thrilling things before, but now he could still eat and drink calmly.

"You don't know how, or do you want to suck my blood? Mr. Vampire?"

When Roderick heard these words, his whole body froze unnaturally.

"Are you really a vampire?"

Annan kept blinking and looked at Roderick whose expression continued to change.

"I'm just talking casually, but your reaction is too big, right? If someone has evil intentions towards you in the future, you will be exposed immediately. Remember to hone your mentality and acting skills in the future."

"I really want to thank you for your advice..."

Roderick took a deep breath and told himself to calm down.

"How did you tell?"

"Let's just say I made a guess, a wild guess, but seriously, do you really intend to hide your identity?"

After finishing one cookie, Annan picked up another one.

He is a little hungry.

"You drank a small bottle of blood right in front of me, and then when you fought with the ghost nun, your appearance, the way you used the blood, and the way you completely recovered the injury on your palm, isn't the answer very obvious? "

"That's right..."

Roderick sighed and shook his head.

He knew he couldn't hide it, and his previous actions had always been quite suspicious.

But at that time, he had no choice at all. He hid his identity and did not use his power to deal with the tentacle nun. He would have died in that church long ago.

It's just that he didn't expect that the young man in front of him would be so direct and not even pretending.

"So, what's the matter with you?"

"Me? A magician, a black magician."

"…………"

Roderick was completely speechless.

This young man is no longer as simple as that. He has no intention of hiding it. He has already taken the initiative to reveal his identity.

He just wanted to imitate the other party, and never thought that the other party would come true.

"To be honest, I have suspected that you might be using black magic, but I can't see it at all and there is no evidence..."

"Isn't this better? Let's be honest and honest, don't beat around the bush. I hate troublesome things. It would be simpler and happier if we all talk directly, right?"

Annan showed a big smile.

"Then, let's get to know each other again. I am Annan Grant, a black magician who only knows a few black magics."

"... Roderick Nares, an unlucky guy who turned into a vampire without knowing what happened."

Roderick had a wry smile on his face. He originally wanted to take the initiative, but who knew that he would be led away by the nose soon.

However, it does make it more comfortable to speak this way without having to bother to cover up.

"Huh? You don't know how you became a vampire?"

Annan recalled the reaction of Mr. Vampire and had a guess in his mind.

"Rodrick, have you ever been to the other world before? It's the place where you can see the huge red moon."

"No," Roderick shook his head, "Today is the first time I went to that strange place. The environment there is so weird, how could I forget..."

"That's it..."

Annan rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

He didn't know enough about the travel world and dark creatures. Having only read a few introductory magic books, he didn't quite understand what the vampire in front of him was about.

Then ask Dulan, the magic expert.

"Annan, do you know what happened to that nun?" Roderick asked.

"I don't know. I went to that church for the first time today. Although I knew there might be problems before I went there, I didn't expect the problems to be so big."

Annan didn't hide it. He really didn't know it would be so dangerous.

If he knew that the church in the slums was so dangerous, he would probably think twice before doing it, or at least prepare something to deal with the ghost nun.

"What about you? Why did you go to the slums?"

"I was quietly tracking the three drug heads, and I wanted to find out the source of their goods... Then, they couldn't be found. I thought they should have gone to the hospital. When I was about to leave, I saw Their translucent figures appeared on the edge of the slum..."

Rodrick couldn't help but sigh again as he recalled the situation of those three people.

No need to think too much, those three gangsters must be dead.

They were always members of the same family. No matter how much Roderick hated them, he would never want them to die so miserably.

But the matter has come to this, and it's too late to say anything.

"You know nothing like me... So, do you know what the Abyss Order is? By the way, I don't know."

Annan has already seen that he and the vampire gentleman were unlucky enough to encounter all this today, and both of them basically knew nothing about the more detailed situation.

This is probably what is called a sudden disaster.

As expected, Roderick shook his head again with a frown.

"The Abyss Order... sounds like a cult. Since that child told us to be careful about them, I guess the nun and the weirdness in that church are all good things done by the Abyss Order..."

Roderick planned to quietly inquire about the Abyss Order in the future. If this inexplicable organization was in this city, no matter how well it was hidden, there should be some clues.

"I have a professional here who is very familiar with black magic. I will ask him when I get back. I should be able to get some information."

Annan wants to take this vampire gentleman to see Duran now. Marquez, the magic professor, but considering that Duran should have gone to an underground doctor to heal his injuries at this time, he might not be able to find him for a while, it would be better to bother him tomorrow instead of going in vain.

"By the way, Roderick, do you think we would be found by the police after we rushed out of the church? Should we do something to cover it up?"