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"If your explanation is to shift the responsibility to the blood race, I don't think we have the same purpose as it seems."

Lyons took a new stack of wanted warrants and a report.These documents appeared on the desk of the president of Blood Hunt in the Southern District this morning, distributed to various nobles without his approval, and posted on the bulletin board in the Southern District.

So far, Bernal IV has changed from a foolish king to a puppet of the devil, and the nobles and the church have held up the banner of God, turning the family that has stood for many years into sinners.

Regarding the tragedy in the military exercise, the Blood Race was considered to be the culprit in planning everything, the southern area was under martial law, and the nightmare that Vesenor disappeared for a hundred years returned to this continent.

Whether it's a drunk man under a beer barrel or a child playing on the street, they all know that there may be vampires lurking around them.The pastor of the church is busy, God's blessing is the only way for civilians to escape the capture of demons.

In addition, the "race" between humans and demons was abandoned and targeted by this continent intentionally or unintentionally.

"This is the tenth act of atrocities against the Sunwalkers. Regardless of the truth, I don't think your actions have any mercy from God. They are not sinners who need to be punished." Lioness stared at the kind Pope, his tone was unsettling Bring any respect.

"Human hearts are fragile, and gods have not abandoned their innocent souls, but the demons living in mortal bodies are not innocent." The pope sorted out the scattered documents with a good temper, "Inspector Ryan, your anger and dissatisfaction came suddenly , instead of using the truth as an excuse, why not check your heart, is there a demon already living there?"

"Sorry, I don't think I understand what you mean. The priest's mouth is not used to turn black and white. This disaster stems from Bernal IV's ambition, not from blood. You and I are both aware of it. "

"His Majesty Bernal is not a suitable monarch for Wiesenor. Inspector, you know the most primitive evil of human beings. The arrogance and greed of the nobles are hungry wolves. If you don't cast bait, how can you make them obey as they wish? God's will?"

"Even if your bait is innocent civilians? The panic over the blood race has led to countless daywalkers being arrested as dangerous elements, the prisons are overcrowded, and the people are panicked. Is this also God's will?" Lyons frowned slightly, and asked the Pope God God Disgusted by the nagging way of speaking.

"This is the sin that God made me bear. The heart that hides the seeds of demons will always do disasters. I choose the public, not the individual." The pope closed his eyes, "God will liquidate everyone's sins, it's just the judgment day Not yet."

"It's always difficult for ordinary people to understand God's true intentions. The inspector doesn't have to be too confused. Follow the steps of the church and everything will get better. Don't you think so, Roy?"

Lyons turned his head, and the master of ceremonies standing behind him stepped forward and made an invitation towards the door: "I have witnessed the evil deeds of the blood race with my own eyes, detective, please come back."

Just half a month after the Bernal family lost power, the sky in the South District changed.

The church used blood races as a gimmick to arrest "suspicious" day walkers and treat them.The nobles were afraid of the power of the church and did not dare to act rashly, and they were secretly calculating their own interests.

Bloodhunters have been re-appointed as a regular army to deal with matters related to the Sunwalker.However, the prison where the Sunwalker was held was arranged in the church auditorium, and it was nicknamed the "healing room".

Lyons quit the church and encountered a team of "sick people" who needed to be treated. Besides the soldiers in charge of guarding, this unique team was surrounded by several servants dressed as domestic servants.

They pick and choose from the crowd, and after stuffing a silver or gold coin into a soldier, they can take away the "goods" they fancy.In the end, only old people and useless skinny children are left in the team.

In the church under the light of the Holy Light, human life is sold, and the difference between slaves and nobles has not disappeared even under the eyes of God.

Bernal's loss of power did not make the royal family better, and the church that advocated equality came to power, and the southern district remained the same.It seems that as long as there are people, the evil that accompanies human nature will not disappear.

Lyons brushed past the picked crowd, walked through the silent street, and returned to Bloodhunter's temporary clubhouse in the southern district.

There was a brand new report on the desk, and Lioness looked at the file and opened the report.

——The blood princes Dai Zhu and Andre sneaked into the royal family, threatened and lured Bernal IV, slaughtered thousands of soldiers, and attempted to transform human beings into evil blood races.These villains are unforgivable crimes, and we request a full arrest.

The report came from the church, and there was no mention of the relationship between Andre and Blood Hunter, and the ins and outs of Dai Zhu's work as a psychiatrist in Morning Crow were also omitted.The vileness of nobility and royalty disappeared like rain falling into the sea.Some are just cruel vampires recognized by everyone.

"Long time no see, Inspector."

Lyons closed the report and saw its owner on the cover.

"Samus."

"The political arena is always changing rapidly. The monarch can become a prisoner, and a soldier can become a fugitive." Samus's eyes fell on the report, and he smiled frivolously, "Wesenor is a rock covered with moss, and the bottom is full of drape. A bug with a hard armor that cannot see the light. Why, the inspector is also greedy for this delicious moss under the damp and dark stone?"

"If Bloodhunter cared about power, he wouldn't have guarded the North District for a hundred years." Lyons threw the report to Samus and returned coldly.

"That's because of Nord." Samus caught the report and blocked the cold eyes cast by Reins, "President Nord is a stubborn hunter, and stubborn people will always lose something important. "

"Baron, the last time Dawn Crow closed down for rectification was because you killed a hunter."

"It's not your style to bring up old stories, Inspector." Samus narrowed his raised eyes.

"Provocation is also the childish behavior of a child, and you don't look like you haven't grown up yet."

Samus lowered the corners of his lips that had been politely curved all the year round for the word "children", and the corners of his eyes were raised like a machete, "Don't you think Blood Hunter is more and more like a man held by a nobleman? Is it a vicious dog?"

"The first floor of the Morning Crow is a place for entertainment only, and the services included are not taboo. And in the visitor records, I found many traces of hunters. Your purpose of entering the southern district is to become a worm under the stone ?"

Lions took a copy of the visitor's record, and Dawn Crow would not release the real names of the guests, but Lioness gave up the possibility of someone impersonating a blood hunter.He knows too well what extravagance can turn a person into.

The blood hunt maintained by Nord is a broken fig leaf. If you leave the North District, this fig leaf will fall apart.

"He said it was the result of arrogance." Lyons closed the copy and said.

Samus frowned. He usually couldn't see through Lioness. The hunter he admired in his childhood was more complicated than he imagined. He occasionally smelled of death, and when he searched carefully, he couldn't see anything.

"You're about to become one of those idiots with plain white curtains," Samus said. "I've been asked to bring you something."

Samus took out an invitation letter with gold stripes and a red background, and handed it to Lyons, "It's an apology. After tomorrow, any guests belonging to the Blood Hunt will not be accepted by Dawn Crow."

The invitation letter carried the familiar smell of Lions, the faint smell of alcohol mixed with the deserted breath, piercing into the brain like a signal.

This is the smell of Dai Zhu in the morning crow's consultation room.

Lions quickly held his breath, but the breath had penetrated into his nostrils precisely. The seeds planted by Dai Zhu had heard the rain for a long time, and the branches and leaves were long, attacking Lions' nerves with the information of the invitation letter and obsession.

Samus and the piles of documents disappeared. Reins walked through the dense forest and the ancient castle, crossed the boundary between the vampires and humans, and saw the hidden vampires in the forbidden place without sunlight.

They carried huge coffins and crosses, and depression and grief spread across every dry blade of grass.Crucifixes bound pale-skinned vampires.The robe covered his figure and face.

But Lyons recognized that it was his adviser who massacred soldiers with a single look during the military exercise.

"Andre?"

The hoarse and dry voice was like a stone breaking a dream, the dim scene disappeared instantly, and Samus was still standing in front of him.

In front of Lions, Samus always had a kind of caution, because he couldn't find Lions' weakness.But now, Samus turned into a poisonous snake that saw its prey again, looking closely at Lyons who was holding the invitation letter.

"Your expression is very interesting now, what's the matter?"

"I don't remember that you still have this hobby, Baron." Reigns came back to his senses and scraped open the letter with a paper knife.

"Learn it from a friend," said Samuel.

The invitation was empty, without a signature, without any notes, and the only message it wanted to convey was the smell.

"What did the messenger say?" Lyons asked.

"He likes your dream very much," replied Samuel. "Just this one sentence, and I won't say another word, Inspector."

"My apology is over, Lioness, I wish you a happy life in the South District." Samuels said goodbye, and left Blood Hunt with his report.

Tension permeates every area of ​​the South End, except Dawncrow.

The Morning Crow is the Garden of Eden for nobles and villains. Just as Bernal acquiesced in its existence, the Church also chose to ignore the Morning Crow.

Lyons deftly bypassed the main entrance and turned sideways into the blocked consultation room.

There are still all kinds of silverware in the gloomy room. Behind the open old Bible, a figure turned around, "Very smart, Inspector Lyons."

"What's the meaning of the invitation?" Lioness took out the dagger and leaned against the open window.

"As an old friend, it's just a gift for you."

"What happened to Andre?"

"It depends on what you want to do, hunter." Dai Zhu curled his mouth and locked his eyes on Lyons, "You want to give up blood hunting and go find him."

"It is said that people will recognize their feelings because of death." Dai Zhu turned his body to avoid the stabbing silver dagger, "And I'm curious, why do you care about your prey? "

"Your taste is bitter and confused, Lions, what are you confused about?" Dai Zhu wiped off the blood oozing from his face, and knocked out another flying dagger, "The greed of confused human beings, or your own greed. "

Lyons took out the silver gun at his waist and pointed at Dai Zhu, "I don't desire anything."

"Then who are you here for tonight?" Dai Zhu closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth sank, losing patience with the stubborn hunter.

Lyons raised his gun without any wavering in his eyes.

Dai Zhu sighed: "A man who doesn't understand emotions is extremely boring, so I'll take it for nothing. I'm already sitting at the bottom of the stage, and I can enjoy the wonderful show."

"boom!"

Dai Zhu stopped, and the silver bullets passed through his robe and scattered on the floor.

The hunter let go of the trigger, and the hot barrel released a few wisps of smoke under the moonlight.

"Take me to the blood clan."

Dai Zhu turned his eyes slowly, and landed on the hunter's cold cheek: "It's an honor."