Chapter 1056 Magic Bullet Aiwass

When the carriage crossed the entire Les Sergents and arrived at the Earl of Orleans' Palace, the sky was already getting brighter.

It was not yet five o'clock in the morning, and some sparse people could already be seen on the road.

"...The little lady hasn't come back yet."

Yasen was a little worried: "Is something going to happen?"

Aiwass couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Don't worry, nothing will happen to her even if something happens to us..."

Even in his traveling posture, Aleister is still a son of the moon at the peak of fifth level wearing a nun's outfit. Her strength is only higher than that of Hong Xiang. As a Blood Angel, she also lost the common weakness of the Children of the Moon - when Aiwass tried to trick them into opening the door, he was actually opening the door for himself, not for Aleister.

And if Aleister fully activates his advent posture and grows bleeding wings and enters the sixth level... then he will be able to completely crush the Son of the Moon. Not to mention, Aleister himself has a very high-level special attack against the Moon Child.

If "Perfect Man" is based on Eternal Self's original plan, based on the transcendent posture of Eternal Self and the Blood Heavenly Secretary, the son of the Banquet Master, as a template... then the "Holy Blood Angel" is the re-fusion of Eternal Self through the power of the Fallen Heavenly Secretary. , Yantiansi, and Wutiansi’s power.

That is to say, on the basis of perfection, Wutiansi's purifying power is added, thus achieving a new balance.

"In this case..."

Aiwass fell into thought.

Aleister was furious and has not returned yet. It is not easy for Aiwass to directly switch to the Beast of Sin - the top position will cause Aleister outside to be squeezed out and disappear.

That wouldn't be good.

Now that we have taken action, we still have to kill them all. It would be bad if half of his life was left to scream.

"Wait at the door?"

Sherlock looked up and asked.

"No need," Aiwass shook his head, his eyes deep, "I am more or less at the fifth level - let's go in."

"And I'm here, what are you afraid of!"

Yasen shook the warm dagger at his waist - it gave Yasen more confidence.

At this time, the servants outside the carriage had been waiting for a long time.

The guests did not open the curtains, and they did not dare to directly step forward and disturb each other. A bunch of people could only wait respectfully outside the carriage, and some people had already turned back to report.

Although I don’t know why the Duke’s people would visit the Earl’s Mansion in the early morning... But everyone is already here, so what else can they do?

After all, anyone can recognize Duke Bing Xin's carriage... Now that the king of Iris is gone, the three grand dukes still exist, and even the people of the duchy are living a better life than outside. Even if they publicly declared that they were still dukes, the parliament would not even dare to fart... This is the gold content of military dukes.

At this moment, the carriage door opened. Sherlock and Yassen walked out one after another, followed by Aiwass dressed as the son of the moon in white robes.

"grown ups……"

Immediately, a blood servant came up to greet the three of them - especially Yasen - with a complicated and classical etiquette: "We have already reported, and someone will come to greet us soon..."

He didn't dare ask Aiwass what they were doing here. Of course, he didn't deserve to ask.

He didn't know who Aiwass and Shylock were, but at least he knew Yassen de Vendôme.

Once the most famous Phantom Thief in Iris, the common idol of Iris' upper class society, Hawkeye once used it to recruit new "stars".

When he was most famous, he tricked the Irises police in circles for three months in a row. The most he did was not even able to catch him with twelve fourth-level people and one fifth-level person, and even allowed him to successfully take away the things. . It appears in the newspaper almost twice a week, always making the front page.

Whether they are the merchants of the Goblin Chamber of Commerce, the elf bishops of the Theocracy, the great nobles of Star Antimony, the white gloves of Avalon, or the private guards of the ancient Parthian Kingdom, they have all experienced Yassen's elusiveness. Those high-ranking figures also had nothing to do with him.

Whether it's the pickpockets in rags in the back alleys or the rich ladies in the Duke's mansion, they all like him.

He is also famous for his passion... When looking for a lover, he never looks at the other person's background and wealth, but only pursues beauty and romantic encounters.

——Such a guy who was famous for "rebelling against big shots" was recruited by the Duke as his son-in-law and turned into a big shot with "virtue in his name".

If it were another person, I am afraid that his fans could instantly turn negative and arouse strong attacks from people.

However, Yasen was not like that... because he really didn't leave any money for himself, and all the money he earned from stealing was scattered among the people. He visited almost all the orphanages in Iris and secretly sent a few bags of money. Occasionally there will be some gifts during holidays - it is said that no matter how well the doors and windows are closed, he can deliver the gifts directly to the tables of good children.

There are also some parents who give gifts to their children in this name... On almost any street of Iris, there will be at least one person who has received his favor. For such a righteous man, people can only wish him happiness.

Now the Son of the Moon will not attack him, and Hawkeye is also friendly with him; many councilors have good relations with him, he is familiar with the three Grand Dukes, and his reputation among the people is extremely high - although his strength is not very strong, But regardless of whether there is an appointment or not, this face alone can open most doors.

Even if it was not a carriage from the Duke's Palace, the servants would not dare to neglect Yasen.

They respectfully opened the door for Yassen. There are always more than four servants escorting them in front of them, and there are six servants standing in a row behind them - that is to help people block the guns.

When some important people got off the carriage, they would be assassinated by hawk-eyed people throwing throwing knives. Therefore, during the journey from the carriage to indoors, the servants must block the surrounding paths airtightly, making it look as crowded as a fan meeting... There is no doubt that this is a special etiquette only found in Iris. .

After being escorted to the door, a man dressed as an aristocrat finally hurried over.

That was a boy who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old.

His appearance has an almost neutral elegance, and his short black shoulder-length hair makes him look more like a very sassy girl.

"Everyone, my name is Gaston d'Orléans."

The young man had a smile on his face, a clear voice, and no sleepiness in his eyes: "Dear guests, why are you visiting at this time... We have not prepared meals for our guests yet! Please come in quickly——"

With that said, he bowed gracefully in front and led the way sideways.

It was more like rehearsing an opera than entertaining guests. There is a strange but not inconsistent sense of exaggeration.

If it weren't for the blood lingering around his mouth, he would have looked like a young man who had just gotten up and started singing.

Yassen's eyes suddenly showed joy, and he smiled like Gaston.

He had completely forgotten why he came, so he took off his hat and said in return: "Good morning, Master Gaston! May the blood cover the moonlit night..."

Gaston's eyes were deep for a moment, and he smiled and nodded to Yassen.

He led the three of them into the Earl's Mansion. On the way, he turned back and asked, "Your Excellency Yasen, may I ask who these two are..."

"I am Sherlock Hermes, a detective...from Avalon."

Sherlock had a gentle smile on his face at some point, and so did Aiwass. The smiles on the faces of the four people were exactly the same, and they looked like copied and pasted expressions.

Aiwass' introduction shocked Gaston: "I am Aiwass Moriarty. The former eternal pope."

Hearing this, Gaston's steps suddenly stopped.

——What are you?

He looked back at Aiwass in astonishment, and even the fake smile on his face could not be maintained for a moment: "Aiwass... Your Excellency..."

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Aiwass' eyes were staring at him deeply.

--not good!

Gaston's heart suddenly tightened, and his originally dark red pupils suddenly turned bright red.

He suddenly turned into a group of bats and flew inside without looking back.

"What's wrong with him?"

Yassen was a little confused.

Sherlock also frowned and looked at Aiwass.

But at this moment, Aiwass suddenly raised his left hand. The blood was drawn from his fingertips and condensed into a small blood ball.

Then, it turned into a magic bullet——

Just like the magic bullet in the opera "The Magic Bullet", it flew zigzag in the air, passing through red light gracefully, and penetrated all the bats in turn.

It wrote lines of prayers in mid-air in beautiful elven writing:

[I respectfully call on the Heavenly Priest Wu, the Heavenly Priest who has no eyes and no words, the Heavenly Priest who has no sun and no moon]

[Please give me white mist to block the morning sun and condense the night dew]