Scepter of Thorns

Ke Qie looked gloomy. He hurried into a bar on the corner of the street and carried the drunk guy inside into the carriage.The young officer leaned on him as if he had no bones, his hands were still groping around restlessly.

He knocked his hand away from his underwear, and a ring on it brushed against his palm, kissing his skin roughly.The coachman waved his whip, the carriage began to drive slowly, and there was a sound of hooves.

Slightly drunk by the other party's alcohol, he couldn't help frowning, and pushed him aside.But this guy leaned over shamelessly again, the hot air was blowing on the back of his neck, and the itchy touch made him tremble all over.The young officer simply made an inch and began to peel off Keqie's coat.

"That's enough, Valentine!" Ke Qi hurriedly grabbed the clothes that were about to be stripped off, but he was hit hard on the back of his neck suddenly, his body went limp, and he fell into Valentine's arms.

"Stupid." Valentin embraced the person in his arms, there was no trace of drunkenness in his clear eyes, but rather cautiously red.He caressed Keqie's temple, and a string of runes emerged from his fingertips and slipped in.

Keqie's body twitched, and those healing fragments appeared in Valentine's mind.He was speechless: "Mixed blood?! Why are the aesthetics of demon girls now favoring foreign boys? Is it because there are too many homosexuals?"

He pouted, stored the extracted memory in the mirror, and passed it on to that person.

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After four or five days of recuperation, Edward basically recovered. He found Henry and expressed that he wanted to learn the fighting skills of the demons from him.Henry originally wanted to report to Caesar, but Caesar was too busy to see anyone, and since he was not affiliated with Caesar's mansion, he didn't need to report every move in detail, so he agreed in private.

Edward's demon form has stabilized. He was originally a mage, and he can learn some dark magic initially.He had the illusion that he had returned to those desperate days. While consolidating his magic, he also had to beware of his competitors. He walked on eggshells every day, for fear that he would be killed if he was not careful.But now he is not afraid of being fucked to death, he is afraid of being fucked.

To be honest, Edward has never understood why the Lord God is interested in him. There are many beautiful and loyal believers in the world. , intercourse...

Just thinking about it gave him a headache.

In short, more than a month has passed like this. Henry did not release water at all during the training, which caused Edward to be in a mess. He abruptly trained from a delicate and weak (?) mage to a durable (...) fighter. Fighting was picked up again and practiced again.You must know that in the Holy See, this lesson gave the mage the most water.

Originally, mages were the long-range team in the war, fighting for spiritual power rather than combat power.A good light mage can attack and heal, with at least two light knights by his side, he can be called the key protection object.Moreover, Edward didn't like to go out. His only hobby was to let his subordinates collect some strange books and show them to him, not to mention exercising.

So the result of the first half of the actual battle was that Henry won steadily. When he started to use the magic energy, the battle situation changed.

Henry said, "Your magic energy seems to be useful, but in fact it is difficult to use it well. 'Blast' is a type of attack, but it consumes a lot of mental power, and it is only suitable for use at the beginning or end of the battle. Like mine The magic energy "Sleep" belongs to the control category. It can work in the whole battle. It is common for the opponent to be in a bad state or faint directly. For your situation, the most important thing is fighting skills. After using 'Explosion', you need to use close combat to drag the opponent to buy time to restore your mental strength, and wait for the next 'Explosion', basically the battle is over after two times."

After he finished speaking, Edward could no longer hold on and fell to his knees on the ground.Henry lifted him up and shrugged his shoulders: "Look, that's it."

"Thank you, I can do it myself." He refused the other party's support and stood up reluctantly, "Let's stop here today."

Edward staggered out of here and went to the venue of the dance that day.

The empty hall had already been tidied up, leaving no trace of assassination.He remembered that the pentagonal pyramid penetrated the bodies of several demons in a row, and the sound of flesh and blood being burned by the light element seemed to be still in his ears.He stepped onto the stage where Caesar had stood, and mused on the situation.

The pentagonal pyramid suddenly shot, and Caesar propped up a shield with dark elements... Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a few cleaning sponges scattered near the wall of the stage, one of which was very close to his position, and it was larger than the others. Much bigger.

Absorb and release.Edward immediately thought of his own speculation. He picked up the sponge and pinched its inner core with two fingers.The inner core of the cleaning sponge in Lilith's mansion is only the size of a pea, but this one is comparable to a projectile.

Edward took the sponge to the side hall leading to the dungeon in his memory.Along the way, the guards did not stop him at all, but saluted respectfully.With the deepening of the route, the guards are gone, and the scenery is gradually desolate.He opened the old wooden door, and a familiar smell of dust filled the room. Edward coughed and closed the door, and his red vertical pupils suddenly lit up.There are no windows, no light, just some simple furniture. He groped and walked a few steps inside.

"boom--"

Edward fell to the ground hard, and he sat up with difficulty, rubbing his sore ankle.What tripped him up was the neck of a violin, which was exquisite in workmanship, but unfortunately, the strings were broken, and a thick layer of dust fell on the shell, obviously it had been left unused for a long time.

Then he realized that something was wrong.

...and that cleaning sponge? !

Edward stood up abruptly. When he fell down, he subconsciously used his hands, and accidentally crushed the inner core of the sponge.Faint magic energy rises from the ground, forming silver steps, penetrating the roof and leading to unknown places.

He hesitated for a moment, then went upstairs along the steps.Every time he walked up a level, the stairs he had walked before would disappear, and all escape routes would be blocked.Fortunately, there were not many steps, and after walking about one floor, they reached a silver door.

Edward tried to push the door, but ignored an imperceptible "absorb and release" magic circle flashing past the shoulder injury.There wasn't much magic energy in the sponge's inner core, and soon the virtual space was on the verge of collapse, with cracks all over the surroundings, and the door that was about to be pushed was stuck in the wall, unable to move.

He frowned, but before he could react, vine-shaped silver devilish energy grew from his feet, quickly wrapped around Edward's body, and forcibly extracted the devilish energy within.The suppressed fragments in the body were ready to move with the loss of magic energy. They awakened the sleeping light elements, and once again began to compete with the dark elements.

Edward's only thought was, hell! ! !

Didn't it mean that potions can stabilize the form of the demons? !That's how I know I can't trust Caesar! !

The golden color was rendered from the tip of the hair upwards, and the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow tortured Edward again.He covered his eyes with his hands, and physiological tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, but he felt as if a needle had pierced his pupil, and blood dripped down.

When he opened his eyes again, his fingers had turned pale pink.The dark golden hair brushed her cheeks and fell on her shoulders, just covering the looming magic circle.

The space was restored to its original state due to the nourishment of the demonic energy, and the silver door slowly opened in front of him——

Amiens was sleeping soundly on the wide and soft bed, her long hair was scattered under her body.He is very much like a prince under a spell in a fairy tale, waiting for someone to wake him up in his dream.

He did wait.The opening of the silver door seemed to be an omen, and the silver eyes moved, revealing pure black pupils.When he saw Edward standing stiffly aside, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by ridicule.

Amiens sat up with his arms propped up, and shook the reverse cross embedded in his left wrist. Amidst the rattling of the iron chain, he said to Edward with a half-smile, "You are safe, 'Your Majesty the Pope'."

Edward no longer knew what to answer.

Amiens pulled up the quilt a little bit, his mental power enveloped the whole space, somehow he felt a sense of familiarity, but Caesar didn't have it when he came.He thought for a moment, then looked at Edward in disbelief: "The scepter of lies is on you?!"

Edward came to his senses: "Why do you say that?"

"Are you a clan?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Amiens sneered, "Then the next question is about you. Let me ask you, have you ever hidden the scepter of lies in the shadows, and then had close contact with Caesar?"

Edward thought for a while: "No."

"That's good." Amiens seemed relieved, "With your level of hiding, if Caesar finds out, you won't even know how you died."

Edward felt that Amiens obviously didn't care about him, "Do you need the scepter of lies?"

"Yes." Amiens said frankly, "I don't know how you came to Caesar, but you broke through this space, if you don't leave the mansion, you will not be far from death."

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, then their eyes went wrong again.

Edward pulled out the scepter of lies from the shadows and held it tightly in his palm: "What if I refuse?"

Amiens returned to her casual look again, as if the tension just now was just an illusion: "The scepter of lies has been buried in the tomb of the first generation of the devil, and I am his direct descendant, so I should inherit it. But since it is you Getting it first can only mean that I don't have that life, so I won't snatch it from you. But we all need help now, so it's better to cooperate and each to be happy."

"Why should I cooperate with you?" Edward asked back.

"You have no way out." Amiens lowered his eyelashes, "Opening this space requires Caesar's devilish energy. I don't know how you got it, but it's definitely not enough. In order to maintain this space, it absorbs a part of you. The frequency of Caesar coming here is once every two or three days. He will probably find out that there is a strange magic energy here tomorrow. I don’t know if it’s true or not, but as long as you search for the magic crystal, you can be found out immediately. , you can’t escape very far in one day. Oh, don’t even think about killing me to cause the space to collapse. Have you seen this inverse cross? Although I hate it, it can carry at least two or three Forbidden spells can be bombarded at the same time, and can alert Caesar, once he comes, do you think you can still leave?

"It was you who sent me to Caesar with your own hands. I admit that I am inferior to others, but if you get me out, it will be canceled between us. I can be your guide. You must know that I know more about the Demon World than you do." Shen, I guess you don’t even know how to eat once every few days.” Amiens paused, “Only the clan can use the scepter of lies, since you can make it recognize its master, you must have used it too. You haven’t thought about it Is there a reason why it has such a strong aura that it has not attracted the slightest attention? It can hide itself, but it will be exposed when it encounters another clan with pure blood."

At the end, he also complained: "...your shadow enchantment is really bad, and I didn't even know it was taken away without anyone knowing it, so Caesar must not have found out. If he found out, he would have taken it away long ago. It's impossible for you to carry it like this."

"..." Edward said, "Do I still have a choice?"

"No." Amiens smiled slightly, "so give me the scepter of lies, only it can break the prohibition set by the clan."

"Sign the contract first." Edward cut off the words unceremoniously, "If you refuse even this point, at worst we will die."

Amiens put away her smile and lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.After a while, he finally spoke: "I, Amiens Phaethon, swear here that if my behavior violates the following treaty, I am willing to suffer the pain of the contract..."

The rune of the contract became a small leaf and melted into the nails of the two, "Now, is it okay?"

Edward handed over the scepter of lies, the scepter has recognized its owner, and unless the holder dies or voluntarily gives up, it will not be controlled by others, and the contract stipulates that he is not afraid of Amiens playing tricks.

Amiens held the scepter in her right hand, and pressed the black crystal on the top against the reverse cross.He chanted a spell silently, and the reverse cross gradually pulled away from his flesh and blood.There was no blood on the wound, but his face was getting paler.

"Let's go." He got out of bed and put on a large windbreaker, and the broken hem brushed against the nightgown.After he was ready to go, he suddenly found that Edward looked at him with strange eyes.

"I'll ask you a question." Edward said sternly, which made Amiens faintly feel that it was a serious and profound academic question: "Are you... homosexual?"

----Chapter33. Cooperation & End----

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By the way, the author has changed his pseudonym, and officially changed his name from Nile and Sand to Vanessa.

Actually, did you make it? At first, the pen name I planned was Faust (I even practiced my signature...) However, the plan couldn’t keep up with the change. Someone in Jinjiang had already registered it, so I had no choice but to change it to my English name William. However, there is this too.

Forget it, let’s switch to the Chinese version of William...it’s still registered! ! !

My mood is broken. After thinking for a long time, I plan to register Nile, and it turns out that Nile has it too! ! !

Still a relatively famous big one! ! !

Fuck! !Fuck it! ! !Write whatever you want! !

So there is Nile and Sand... the name is really...

After a long, long time, a sudden inspiration came to me one day——Fantasy, we are all struggling in this world of frivolity——

So happy to decide.