Rebirth-First Class Magician

"Your Excellency, it doesn't matter who means it." Dean emphasized, "As long as we learn to find the person in the prophecy first, then we will have a more favorable position!" The gentle temperament in the past even stood up excitedly in the end, "The opportunity for the rise of the blood race is close at hand, are you really planning to hand it over to the church?!"

Seaman's pupils flickered, but he didn't say anything to refute the other party. As the Duke of the Toledo family, he had a lot to consider.

Dean glanced at the other party's expression, then looked back at Claure, and his emotions had recovered a lot when he spoke, "If we find the blood clan who is immune to the power of the Holy Light, the church will no longer threaten us. "

Claure went on to say, "How many low-level compatriots have died under the power of the Holy Light, and the number of deaths, I think you know better than me."

"Of course I know." Seaman's expression didn't change, "So? What are you going to do after you find that person?" He glanced at Dean with a half-smile, his pupils flickering with a slight sarcasm, "This Is it the consensus of the other dukes?"

"We don't know the specific meaning of that prophecy, and we are eager to know who represents the light." Dean smiled bitterly, "We just suspect that a new ability has been born, the ability to be completely immune to the power of the Holy Light !"

"No matter what, we must find this person first. This is not only the meaning of the dukes, but also the meaning of several princes." Klauer smiled with a trace of confidence, and raised his eyebrows when he talked about the prince. He raised his chin, "As for what to do after finding that person, I believe the prince has already made a decision!"

"Oh, is that so?" Seaman no longer hid the sarcasm on his face, "It seems that a lot of things have happened to the Blood Race during the time I left the Blood Race."

"As you have heard, sir." Dean did not deny Seaman's words, and turned to look at Asa, "Mr. Asa, can I ask you a question?"

Asa twitched the corners of her mouth and said calmly, "Of course."

Dean narrowed his eyes and stared closely at Asa's pupils, "May I take the liberty to ask Your Excellency, what is your ability?"

Asa's pupils dimmed, and the faint golden threads quietly spread all over the pupils, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, "What? Do you think I am the person in the prophecy?"

Klauer looked at his companion who suddenly fell silent, and then at Asa who curled his lips, "Dean?"

Dean didn't respond to Claure, but just sat there with a face full of astonishment.

He sat stiffly and motionless, no, to be precise, he should not be able to move——

The body and limbs showed that they had been poured with heavy lead, and they seemed to be firmly held in place by a pair of invisible hands, unable to move...

The uncontrollable body made him panic, could it be...

The only thing Dean could control raised his head sharply, and looked at Asa in astonishment, "Mr. Asa, could this be your ability to awaken?!" There was some disappointment in his tone.

Asa slowly restrained his smile, and his golden pupils slowly overflowed, "I am not the person in the prophecy, this is my ability."

Klauer obviously hadn't reacted yet, he glanced at Asa and then at Dean who was sitting stiff, "Can't you move?"

Dean frowned and looked at Asa, his eyes lit up after a while, and he looked at Asa with surprise on his face, "My lord, how many people can you control at the same time with your ability?"

Asa smiled decently, "Why should I tell you?" After speaking, he turned to look at Seaman, "It seems that the upper echelons of the blood clan reached an agreement before you knew it."

Seaman's expression was gloomy, and he frowned after listening to Asa's words, "It seems that's right, but," he glanced at Gal seemingly casually, and said with a serious expression, "I take Torrey The honor of the entire Toledo family is sworn that the Toledo family will not be involved in this matter."

Dean and Klauer were taken aback when they heard each other's words, and looked at each other with astonishment. They didn't expect that after talking so much, Toledo still decided not to participate in this matter.

And His Excellency the Duke made the oath on the honor of the whole family. The blood race is a race that values ​​the family's reputation extremely, even the low-ranking blood race in the family is no exception.

Asa raised his eyebrows, but did not respond. It has nothing to do with him whether he participates in this matter or not, even though their goal is likely to be him.

Cal sat beside Asa with his head down, shaking his feet mechanically, as if he was completely out of the conversation of the adults.

It's just that the corners of his mouth hidden in the dark slowly curled up.

"But, Your Excellency the Duke..." Klauer stood up anxiously, "Are you really planning to disobey the wishes of the princes?"

The sarcasm on Seaman's face was even worse, he picked up his cane and stood up, looking down at each other, "They have been sleeping for too long, and their hearts have grown bigger after a long time." His hand rubbed the silver on the cane. The smuggler said, "I will go back and express my position in person. There is no need for Bruch's juniors to intervene in this matter."

Dean's body suddenly lightened, he looked at Asa in a daze, and murmured, "Okay...Okay."

Asa looked back and smiled, "I still have something to do, I think I need to go out too." After speaking, he stood up, "Gal, would you like to go to Uncle Allen's and wait for Dad to come home?"

Gal stared at Asa's pupils for a while, then nodded, "Gal waits for Dad to come back." The well-behaved sofa got off and grabbed Asa's hand with one hand.

Asa held Gal's hand tightly, and looked up at Dean, "If there is no way to determine who the blood race is, you two should go back first."

Dean, who had just regained his ability to move, quickly stood up, "There is a way to be sure!" He spoke quickly, his eyes fixed on Asa, "The church seems to have a surveillance video, a surveillance video of a bar!"

"Click!" Lyle, who was putting on shoes behind Seaman, quickly picked up the dropped shoes, but his eyes were fixed on Asa, his eyes flickering, "Wine... bar?!"

"That's right, as long as you find that video, you can know the goal of the church." Dean's expression is serious. "The current situation is that the church is very likely to have determined the goal, but we only know the prophecy."

"Know...you know?" Lyle yelled strangely covering his face, "Oh no, how do you know this? It's obvious that all the prisons have been destroyed..."

"Do you know who it is?!" Dean's eyes lit up, and he took a step forward to approach the other party. "By the way, I heard that you used to be a bartender, and the monitoring of the bar is very likely..." His expression was excited, Clutching Lyle's arm with one hand, "Say! What do you know!"

"I, I, I..." Lyle was taken aback by the other party's sudden reaction, and he said innocently after a while, "Yes, I must be under surveillance, will the church find me?" Seaman asked with a dejected face, "Should I go to the Bloodline Realm to avoid it..."

"Are you sure it's you in the video?" Dean frowned and hesitated, "Are you sure?"

"Otherwise! I said it was a bar!" Lyle slapped the opponent's hand away ferociously, "Is it not me? Is it you?!"

"There are still many things that I need to solve in the blood race world. You and I will return to the blood race." Seaman glanced at Dean expressionlessly, and said to Lyle, "You have been exposed, and I don't feel relieved that you are here."

"Go back?!" Lyle was taken aback, "But here..." He took a peek at Asa who was standing in the entrance, "What should I do, my lord?"

"Do you think Lord Asa needs your care?" Heman raised the corners of his lips, "Are you sure?"

"..."

"I need to go out, let's stop here today." Asa opened the door.

Dean glanced at Lyle unwillingly, picked up his briefcase and walked out the door, "Then we'll leave first, Mr. Seaman, I hope you can think about it again." After speaking, he walked to the elevator with Crower.

Seaman glanced at the closed elevator door, frowned and looked at Asa, "It seems that the upper echelons of the blood race community have reached an agreement, and you are not suitable to go back."

"I never thought of going to the blood clan world." Asa smiled, his eyes were cold, "The thirteen clans in the blood clan world have already reached a certain balance after countless disputes and plunders. Pure blood, there are only two fates for me."

Seaman's expression was relaxed, and he smiled gracefully, "Forced to sleep or stir up a new round of disputes in the blood race world."

Asa smiled and did not deny Seaman's point of view, "Why don't you ask me?"

With such an endless question, Seaman acted very calmly, "Actually, the object of everyone's suspicion is you. Could it be that the prophecy said that you are an unknown low-level blood race? And you, who appeared strangely, Of course pure blood cannot escape everyone's suspicion."

Asa hooked the corners of his lips, pulled Gal and turned around and walked towards Allen's room, "It doesn't matter whether it is or not."

Cal glanced back at Seaman, narrowed his eyes, and opened and closed his lips silently, "I received news of the discussion, and the news of the disappearance of the evil eye has spread in hell." '

'Words? ’ Ximan repeated in a daze, all the elegance on his face froze, the meeting that His Royal Highness Samael can participate in must be a meeting between the seven His Royal Highnesses, “The past wars between gods and demons were caused by evil eyes But when the news of the loss came out, could it be..."

"En." Gal turned his head and said in a low voice, "Those guys are ready to move again."

"..." Ximan pursed the corners of his lips, the matter was more serious than he imagined, and the evil eye was not only holding the Sanguine world.

Asa walked to a place two meters away from Allen's room and suddenly stopped in his tracks. He looked back at Seaman with a strange expression on his face, and his pupils were fixed on the solemn expression that was too late for him to change.

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