Chapter 91 90 The Inspiration of the Gods

Chapter 91 -90- Inspiration from the Spirits

Outer city, Rose Manor.

A heavy rain washed away yesterday's bloody battle. If it weren't for the trampled rose bushes in the garden and the traces of magic burns remaining on the buildings, no one would have thought that a fierce battle had occurred here last night.

In the treatment room of the manor, the werewolf Luf looked at the demihuman maid lying on the bed and said in a deep voice:

"Misha, don't worry, I have posted a reward on the black market and I will find a second-level healer to treat your throat."

"Just take a good rest these days. I'm here at the manor."

"What's wrong with Misha?"

A gentle and familiar voice came from behind.

Lu Fu's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around subconsciously, and was instantly surprised:

"President! Are you back?!"

"Shh..."

Sebas, who was wearing a black tuxedo, elegantly put his index finger to his lips:

"I'm still in some trouble right now, so don't tell anyone else yet."

Luf immediately understood and nodded:

"OK."

After saying that, Sebas looked at his demihuman maid again:

"injured?"

"Misha has such a strong personality. Last night she bit off her tongue to keep the Rose Club secret."

Werewolf Luf said solemnly.

Sebastian frowned and cursed coldly:

"Sooner or later, I will make these bastards who plot against the Rose Society pay the price!"

After saying that, he looked at the werewolf Lu Fu again:

"I have heard about what happened last night. It was the master who saved you, but... I don't know the specific details, and the master didn't tell me. Please tell me."

"President, it's like this..."

The werewolf Luf honestly told the other party everything that happened last night.

After hearing his story, Sebastian's heart skipped a beat:

"You mean... you have all passed the test of the Holy Light Trial?"

"It's like this. Only a very small number of people failed...and among those who failed, many of them were people I originally planned to remove from the association."

Luv said.

After saying that, he couldn't help but ask:

"President, tell me... how did Lady Charlotte do it? I don't think we can really pass the test... After all, we are not believers of the Holy Royal Court at all..."

Sebastian did not answer, but gave Luv a meaningful look:

"Luf, do you know why, on the first day after declaring allegiance to Castel, I took the maids of your Blood Wolf Tribe to the manor to meet the master?"

The werewolf Luf touched the back of his head and shook his head in confusion:

"have no idea."

"Hey, you will know one day. I think...being saved by the master may be the reward for your persistence over the years."

Sebas seemed to have thought of something, and smiled slightly.

The werewolf Lu Fu tilted his head, not quite understanding what his guild leader meant.

But Sebastian did not continue to explain.

Although he didn't know how Ms. Dark Night did it, as Ms. Dark Night's identity, he wouldn't be surprised by anything the other party did.

Not to mention, the beliefs of these werewolves...

Seemingly thinking of something, Sebastian suddenly asked:

"Luf, after all these years, are you sure that your Blood Wolf Tribe has never changed its beliefs, and you still believe in the True Ancestor of Blood?"

Sebastian didn't notice that when he said the words "blood ancestor", the magic lamp in the treatment room flickered slightly, and the half-opened window swayed slightly, as if a breeze was blowing.

At the same time, someone far away in Castel Manor also heard his call.

The werewolf Lu Fu was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly:

"Yes, in our legend, the blood totem gives us wisdom, and our werewolf faith will always be the great true ancestor."

"Then, for so many years, you have never received a response, so many people in the tribe believe that the True Ancestor of Blood has fallen long ago?"

Sebastian asked again.

"It's like this. Since the thousand-year bloody war, we have lost contact with the gods. Now, perhaps the only ones who still insist on faith are us, the last werewolves who have followed the royal blood descendants."

The werewolf Lu Fu sighed softly, looking lonely.

Sebastian mused.

He touched his chin and suddenly said:

"Lufu, tell me... is there a situation where the great True Ancestor of Blood has not died?"

"It's just that the way you pray is wrong?"

After hearing what Sebastian said, Luv was stunned.

"Wrong way? But... Mr. President, the prayer ceremony of our Blood Wolf tribe has been passed down for thousands of years. There can be no problem..."

"What if? Thousands of years are so long, even for us elves, it is a long time to look up to. Any inheritance may be missing, let alone wandering for so many years and experiencing war after war. Damn you, you don’t even have a holy symbol when you pray.”

Sebastian shook his head.

Lu Fu frowned, a little confused:

"what do you mean……"

"What I mean is that next time you pray, you might as well change the way. Maybe it will work wonders."

Sebas spoke volumes.

As he spoke, he took out a piece of parchment from his arms and gave it to Luv:

"Next time you pray, try this symbol."

Luv subconsciously opened the parchment and saw a symbol of thorns and roses painted on it.

"Thorn...Rose? President, isn't this the Evil God information you bought from Mr. Nice before? You mean...we want to surrender to the Evil God?"

The werewolf's eyes widened.

"Ahem...evil god? What evil god? Show some respect!"

Sebas glared.

After speaking, he paused and added meaningfully:

"I mean, when you pray, add this symbol."

Add this symbol?

Can symbols of gods be added randomly?

The werewolf Luf looked a little confused.

"Okay, don't worry about it. Just listen to me. You can just add it when you pray next time. I won't hurt you."

Looking at the werewolf with a stupid expression on his face, Sebas wanted to hold his forehead.

These wolf-eared men are tall and powerful, while the women have graceful figures and are enchanting and eye-catching. Almost all of them are born extraordinary, but unfortunately they lack some IQ.

He's hinted so clearly, it can't be said that the thorn rose is pointing to the great True Ancestor of Blood, right?

Sebastian has always known that the werewolves he sheltered believe in the blood totem.

After guessing the identity of the Lady of the Night, he brought almost all the demihuman maids with him when he visited the manor on the first day, just to show his goodwill in this way.

But unfortunately, Ms. Dark Night never responded, and he didn't know what the other party was thinking. It seemed that the other party didn't want to recognize this group of his followers.

This made him never mention the matter again, for fear of causing the dissatisfaction of the gods.

But now knowing that the Lady of the Night protected the werewolves last night, Sebastian knew that at least the Lady of the Dark Night did not hate these werewolves.

Now that I think about it, maybe the werewolves prayed in the wrong way, which is why the Lady of the Dark Night was dissatisfied and didn't respond to them.

He couldn't guess what the gods were thinking, but as a dependent of the gods, he felt it was necessary to bridge the gap between the two parties.

After all, faith is also a part of the resurrection of the gods.

If he told the truth directly, he would lose some meaning and might make Lady Dark Night dislike him.

Therefore, Sebas decided to simply click on these werewolves and let them get the attention of the Night Lady on their own.

"Okay, just write this down. I have one more thing to ask you to do."

"Do you know Jordan, the third son of Gaston's family? Find a way to tie him up to see me without leaving any clues... It's best to pretend to be Gaston's enemy."

Sebastian changed the subject.

After listening to his words, the werewolf Lu Fu also looked solemn:

"Gaston's third son Jordan?"

"President, is it the matter about Zuimeng Salon that you asked me to investigate before? Just so... I also have news to report to you."