Not to mention how anxious Aresio was about the possible humiliation. After sending the vampires away, Lucius sorted out today's records and lay on the bed, trying to cultivate sleepiness for himself.

It has been four days. He has been unable to fall asleep and is extremely exhausted. He relies on his will to keep himself from showing signs of depression. When he went to the medical office, Zhu Heng was unable to give an exact reason, but only suggested that he try to lie back in the coffin.

, after all, he slept in it for a long time, so he might be more accepting mentally.

The method may be good, but Lucius will never try it unless absolutely necessary.

That is the coffin of the vampires, and he is the hunter who hunts the vampires...

Was.

He closed his eyes, and some messy memory fragments began to invade him, which happened often recently. He kept recalling the towering buildings of the temple, the bell tower, the doves, and the huge thorn-wrapped structure carefully crafted by skilled craftsmen.

Silver Cross. The silver cross casts a shadow against the light at sunrise, shrouding the square in front of the temple, where devout believers kowtow and pray.

He felt that the memory fragments seemed to be longer this time. He was preparing to start a day of study and training. Before leaving, he glanced at the silver cross. Suddenly, the young saint noticed a black mist floating on the horizon in the distance.

That's the lich's undead canopy.

The sky shrouded the location of the temple, the light was squeezed out, and only the thick darkness spread. The temple immediately sounded the alarm, and countless elite hunters came out. The priests chanted the spell of protection, and the magic on their staffs

The light swayed like fireflies in the black tide.

Under the sky, the young witch lightly tapped her scepter, and a large number of priests fell. Then the huge black shadow passed over the lich and glided towards the top of the temple - where the glorious Silver Cross of Thorns was.

Vampires, bat wings, friends with lichs, can resist the brilliance of the Silver Cross...

Arecio!

"Lucius, child, come with me!" His teacher pushed open the door and entered, his tone urgent but still calm.

"This is a rare observation opportunity for you. We will assign the most elite hunters currently to fight against him. Of course, those hunters are far inferior to you in the future. You are just the blade that cuts at the blood prince." The old man said, bringing him here.

He went to the diagonal tower facing the Silver Cross, and then issued the order through the remote crystal.

"Fight back!"

Numerous magic energy cannons fired together, and the holy light illuminated everything. The priest who replaced him sang again, but this time the young witch did not move at all. Only the vampires were still keeping an eye on the Silver Cross. The bat wings behind him began to change their angles. He was ready to

landing.

"Evil vampire! Must be condemned by God!" The most outstanding hunter rushed forward. The temple not only trained hunters for a certain powerful dark creature, but also extensively trained many ordinary hunters, many of whom were

The one who stands out now is the hunter Amon who is the same generation as Lucius.

The hunter roared and rushed towards the vampires. His hook, magic and sword all carried the unyielding killing intent. He thought that after so many years of training, at least... at least he had the strength to fight...

The vampire teleported behind him, all attacks failed, and he even chatted with ease.

"...your name?"

The hunter's pupils suddenly tightened, and Lucius, who was watching quietly in the tower, also clenched his fist tightly.

He didn't know what the emotions were surging in his heart at this time. He only knew that a strong sense of suffocation gripped him. In this memory, he thought he was angry and unwilling for his companion who was about to die. Looking at the memory, he

I thought so at first, until...

"Ya...mon..."

The vampire smiled brightly, and when he smiled, the tips of his fangs were exposed, and his dark rose-colored eyes were full of energy.

"What a good name." The vampire praised with a smile, "It's suitable to be engraved on a tombstone."

The hunter was caught off guard. The vampire destroyed all his defenses with one blow. The hunter was thrown deeply into the ground of the square. He twitched several times, but he survived.

The Vampires undoubtedly gave in, why? Lucius thought with himself in the memory, if it had been him just now, facing the Vampires, he would have done better, he would have defended against that blow, and even had a chance

If he counterattacks, he will definitely make the proud flying vampires fall to the ground, and he will definitely not leave the stage in such an embarrassing situation after a confrontation.

Why isn't he allowed to face the vampires now?!

He must...he must...

The saint's fingertips dug into the wooden window edge, and now Lucius, who was looking at this memory, read his past self's voice.

【The one who was asked the name of should be me.】

He has committed a crime.

He is——

jealous.

Arecio was worried all night, and finally fell asleep while worrying. When he woke up, he temporarily put aside this troublesome matter and started thinking about what to eat in the morning.

Ellie has become more reassured about him recently, and the childcare center is very safe. She no longer comes to his room to check in every day, but makes an appointment to meet in the cafeteria. Arecio went to the next door to knock on the door. After a while, the saint dressed neatly opened the door.

It looked like he was ready, but the black and blue under his eyes became more and more obvious.

"Staying up late again?" Arecio clicked his tongue, "Humans and vampires are different. No matter how long I stay up, it won't show on my body, so you should stay up less."

The saint was silent for the first time, with no intention of replying to him. Arecio frowned in confusion and suddenly approached the saint.

"God... Lucius, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing his name spoken from the vampire's mouth, the saint's body trembled slightly, and then he lowered his eyelashes to hide the change in his expression.

"Nothing." He replied as calmly as possible, "I remembered some things from the past last night, about you... destroying the Silver Cross."

This was one of Arecio's achievements. He still remembered it and nodded happily after hearing this.

"I remember this too."

Lucius's hands clenched tightly, and he told himself not to ask, not to ask, it would only make his sin worse again, but despite the advice of reason, he still pretended not to care and asked:

"I'm a little curious as to why you didn't kill that hunter."

After asking, he immediately stared at the expression of the vampire. He expected the expression that the other person might have, or suddenly realized, or smiled slightly, but he found that those he expected were wrong...

Because the vampire looked confused.

He had to add some more, which were nominally reminders, but in fact they were all things he cared about very much.

"You asked him his name and let him go."

Arecio thought hard for a while, then smiled and said: "Is this happening? To be honest, I don't even remember whether there is such a person. How did I say it at the time? I am 90% sure, even if I asked the name,

Just to make a harsh statement."

[It’s a good name...suitable to be engraved on a tombstone.]

Lucius felt that his wrinkled heart was relaxed as never before. He glanced sideways at the vampire next to him, revealing his pointed fangs because of his smile. He looked at him with a pair of deep rose-colored eyes, sword

The rose tattoo made his whole face full of the beauty unique to dark creatures.

The vampires don't remember the hunter, or even what happened.

"So, what's that person's name?" Arecio was asked this and became a little curious.

"...There's no need to tell you."

The saint quickened his pace, leaving behind Arecio who was in a daze. Arecio paused for a while, and suddenly became very angry.

"You're crazy! Then why are you asking me to recall the past?!"

He took back what he said before that he thought lunatics were good! This is a lunatic! Is it fun to tease him?!

Lucius listened to the vampires behind him quickly following him, and took a deep breath to suppress the smile that was almost floating on his lips. His left eye still warned him with sharp pain, but

This time, he chose to ignore it.

He thought of the continuation of last night's memory——

The silver cross of thorns fell heavily to the ground, and the believers surrounded the body of the cross and cried loudly. His teacher was also among them. Tears slowly flowed down his old cheeks, and when he raised his face again, there was already deep-rooted hatred.

A monster also slowly walked out of the black mist behind the Lich, with the body of a lion and the tail of a scorpion. It also shed tears of hatred, put its front paws in front, and bowed deeply to the vampire.

This is the tower built by Queen Delvi, the King of Manticores. It is made of the tails of her people. The vampire has completed its revenge for its tribe.

Because he was looking at the memories, he could clearly see the expressions on everyone's faces, the hatred, cowardice, fear and ulterior motives. He remembered what the vampires had asked him to think about. Even if he himself had committed a crime, even if his teachers and friends

With a belief that is more firm than his, the chance of causing ill will cannot be said to be zero.

He still has a lot of time to think about it and confirm it in his own memories.

The world is no longer pure white in his eyes.

He himself is the source of the stain.

In order to welcome Arecio's arrival, the military headquarters raised a gray curtain to ensure that the sun would not harm the vampires. Arecio finally ended the topic about neurosis and insomnia before getting off the car. If he had not set off to the medical office, he would have

Still kept in the dark by the psychopath, of course he listened to Zhu Heng's suggestion and planned to put the psychopath back into the coffin tonight to see what happened.

The old marshal had some business for the time being and could not meet with them until noon, but he specially arranged for his adjutant to take them for a brief tour. Arecio looked at the gryphon head emblem of the military department, raised his head and asked:

"Are there any gryphons here?"

Gryphons are very different from manticores. In comparison, they are like police dogs and huskies. Gryphons are naturally good at following instructions, possess crystal wall magic and fire, and their huge wings make them the kings of the sky. In Aresio's era,

The Griffin Knights of the Temple are majestic, and powerful hunters usually sign a contract with a griffon and become partners who share weal and woe.

Arecio remembers that there was once a lunatic who was lucky enough to live for three hundred years and died at a healthy age.

After all, the temple will freeze psychopaths, but it won't go to great lengths to freeze griffins.

"Yes. Although the headquarters does not have a large-scale training ground for griffins, there are small venues for griffons to live in." The adjutant introduced, "If you are interested, I will report it to the marshal and go take a look in the afternoon."

Arecio's eyes lit up when he caught a glimpse of the crazy person, and he nodded curtly.
Chapter completed!