Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 668: Full Moon Night (2)

"Your Excellency, the time has come."

On this lofty morning, the wind sent the faint fragrance of flowers through the window, pervading the study room that was baptized by the sunlight. Gills heard this as he stood in front of the window, feeling the morning breeze and sunlight with his eyes closed. This caused the count's heart to beat heavily. Gills had already opened his eyes when he turned around, so he saw Lanza. This man, who was even more seductive than a woman, was looking up at him.

In his eyes, Gills saw his panicked face. He immediately reminded himself that as a dignified earl, he must have a magnitude that would not shock even if the sky collapsed. So the young man gave a dry cough and tried to look deep, "What did you say, Mr. Lanza?"

"You know what I mean, don't you, my lord? If you forget, I can remind you that Miss Jorah's beautiful fragrant flower is ready to be picked."

Gills stopped breathing and slowly said, "Is that so? So it's time."

"Yes, Miss Ruola is no longer able to resist your conquest. She will do whatever you want, my lord."

"But I still don't think it's right, Lanza. After all, after all …" Gills walked back and forth in the study.

"After all, Miss Ruola is your relative? Hehe, with all due respect, count. If you do not do so, Miss Ruola will soon marry into the house of the Marquis of Iron Spear. At that time, it will be unknown whether you or Marquis Hoy will have the final say in Ark Harbor. Count Ouban is no longer here. Whether Hoy will keep his promise is unknown. But with Miss Jorah's connections, it is obvious that his influence can penetrate the ark, "said Lanza sincerely." Only by letting this marriage fall apart will you be able to secure this position, Count. Besides, it was something that had to be done anyway. Rather than letting others off the hook, it was better for the count to do it himself. Could it be that the count would spare Miss Jorah's beautiful flower? "If it were me, I would never be able to do it."

Gills' nostrils buzzed and his breathing quickened.

Lanza looked at it and added, "Think about it, Count. Miss Ruola's swollen breasts, the valley of passion. Her body will be a paradise for men. Will you hand it over to me? If so, please give it to me."

"Shut up!" Gills snorted, "Good idea, Lanza. Prepare. Things can't go on in White Castle."

"Of course, I have prepared a romantic place for you. Right by the Trident, there is a beautiful cottage. I think Miss Jorah will like it too."

Gills waved his hand and Lanza bowed and retreated. He sat down, and the sunlight in the room seemed to turn a little pale. At this moment, he heard a faint noise coming from outside White Castle, so he jumped the silver bell on the table. The butler, Mace, quickly walked in and said, "My lord, what orders do you have?"

"Why is it so noisy outside?" Gills asked with a frown.

Mace raised his head and said, "There seems to be a sacred book today, presided over by Miss Vera and Father Miro. If your excellency finds it noisy, will they cancel it?"

"No, that would make Miss Vera unhappy. Let them go." Gills waved his hand and said, "You go down. I want to be quiet."

"Yes sir."

Located in the center of the city of Ark Harbor, Torrent Square was packed with people today. A high platform was being erected, and it would be used as a sermon platform for the Holy Scriptures. The Holy Scripture was quietly spread by the black-clothed priests three days ago. Holy Maiden Vera was inspired to perform miracles on a full moon night in three days. This sacred book was of great significance, because this was the first time Vera had displayed a miracle to the public. In the past, only those high officials and nobles would occasionally receive the inspiration of the Holy Daughter.

As a result, everyone was eager to receive news of the Holy Scripture. Less than three months after Christianity entered Ark Harbor, the church's followers grew at an astonishing rate. Although there were many sects in the Bailey Empire, there were many gods who believed in them. But to this day, only the Holy Daughter of the Christian Church was able to perform a true miracle. Every prophecy she made was verified. Under such circumstances, the sect's attractiveness could be imagined.

In addition to the large number of converts who did not have clear beliefs, even the believers of other sects also withdrew from their congregations and entered God's embrace. Since the advent of Christianity, more than ten thousand people have become believers in the Ark Harbor.

As long as one could pull away from an important event like the Holy Scripture, no believer would be unwilling to participate. Thus, before night fell, the Rapids Square was already filled with believers, and even too many people had to spread to the surrounding streets. Nearly ten thousand people gathered, which could be said to be a sea of people, blocking the Rapids Square and the surrounding three blocks.

"It's really lively."

In the church carriage, Father Miro opened the curtains and said.

Vera, who was sitting opposite him, also looked out of the window. "The more people there are, the better it will be for us, won't it?"

"That's right, I'm afraid I'll lose control."

"That's why I said that only a portion of them are allowed to participate. As for the rest, I just need to know the news." "Don't worry," Vera said calmly. "I have my limits."

"Since you said so," Father Miro spread out his hands and said, "Then I'll listen to you."

At this moment, the carriage stopped and Wilick's voice came from outside, "Here we are at the plaza, both of you."

He opened the door and the priest and Vera got out of the carriage. The crowd cheered when they saw them. The excited crowd almost squeezed the Crusader Knights who were in charge of maintaining order to the ground. Vera raised her hand in time to signal the crowd to be quiet before the knights escaped.

Milo and Vera stepped onto the stage under the guidance of William and the knights. The girl nodded to the priest, indicating that the sacred book could begin. Thus, the cheers from the plaza made the entire Ark Harbor clear and audible.

"So noisy." Ruo La opened her eyes, and her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms. She struggled to get up, but her hands and feet were weak.

A burst of dizziness.

Zora looked at the male cat not far away and smiled weakly, "I look sick, ball of wool."

The cat tilted its head and let out a soft cry. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Ruo La heard footsteps. She scratched her head and saw a few figures appearing in the shadows of the bedroom. Ruo La said angrily, "Who are you? How dare you barge into my room!"

However, her voice was weak and did not sound imposing at all.

One of the figures stepped forward and borrowed the moonlight outside the window to see Lanza's smiling face. Lanza bowed and said, "Dear Miss Jorah, this is a special night. Please allow me to take you to a wonderful place where you will have an important night in your life."

With that, he snapped his fingers.

Two knights in dark red armor stepped forward. Jorah recognized Count Rackard's Blood Wolf Knight from their symbols. She snorted and wanted to bounce. However, the Origin Energy in her body was like dried up spring water, unable to respond to her will. Ruo La barely managed to prop up half of her body and was powerless to fall onto the bed. Lanza chuckled, "Please don't struggle, beautiful lady. You've probably forgotten how long it has been since you danced with a saber and a gun. Or should I help you recall that ever since you had this stupid cat with you, did you have less and less time to practice your swordsmanship?"

"Wool ball?" Jorah looked at the male cat and remembered what Vera had said to her.

Sometimes cats cause trouble.

"That's right, cute wool ball." Lanza walked to the bed, picked up the male cat and touched its fluffy back, "I've had to feed this little thing ever since it was born. Those things could make one's Origin Energy scatter and become extremely exhausted. But if used once, doses are too likely to raise suspicions. But if a stupid cat feeds on it ever since it was young, the drug is no different from the cat's blood vitality, and the smell it emits has the same effect. However, it will take longer for the drug to work. It will take about a month or two. "

Zora opened her eyes wide, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

"No, no, it's not me. I really want you to know how much I want to be the main character tonight. Unfortunately, the main character tonight is someone else." Lanza waved his hand and threw the cat to the ground. He walked towards the door.

Ruo La's head suddenly shook, but she was knocked unconscious by the Blood Wolf Knight. The tall knight carried her on his shoulder and left the bedroom with large strides.

After an unknown amount of time, Ruo La finally woke up when she felt that someone had thrown her on the bed.

There were dim yellow candles all around, and by the light she saw a big bed full of roses. She wanted to sit up, but found that her hands were tied with a rope. The rope was tied to the screen behind the bed so that she could not move. If it were in the past, the two ropes would still break when the Origin Energy moved. But now, she was no different from an ordinary woman. Moreover, his entire body was sour and weak, and he didn't need any strength at all.

The sound of the door opening came from the shadows in front of him, and then Lan Zha came out under the light. He called to the shadow behind him, "Your Excellency, it's ready. Please enjoy this delicious meal."

Someone coughed dryly and said in a strange tone, "You can leave."

Lanza winked at Ruola and turned to leave. His position was quickly occupied by another person, who was wrapped in a wine-red robe and wearing a gorgeously decorated mask on his head that rose from his high collar. His hands were hidden in layers of sleeves, and a look of panic flashed through his eyes behind the mask.

Jorah saw herself in these eyes and said, "Gills, is that you?"

"No, no, I am" The long-robed man suddenly sighed, "It's me."

He took off his mask, and the young count's face fell into Jorah's eyes. Even though the count had a dignified beard, the look in his eyes could not conceal his tenderness.

"Quickly let go of me. Also, kill that Lanza!" Jorah shouted.

Gills smiled bitterly. "I'm afraid I can't do it."