Cardilla felt as if she was having a nightmare.
The Glorious School of Thought, the Cupbearer Church, and that damned little black cat!
And the figure of that man!
"No!"
She screamed and opened her eyes.
"You're awake?!"
Chung Shen-soo looked at the girl who had just woken up while wiping the stainless steel mixer.
Round eyes, a small nose, hmm, and very short.
It was exactly the same as the portrait of Cardilla given by the white cat.
"It's you!"
It wasn't a nightmare, it was real!
Cardilla quickly screamed a few syllables full of depravity, wanting to cast the Nameless Spell.
But in the next moment, she was shocked to find that the spirituality that filled her mind and could be mobilized at will seemed to have dried up!
No, if it was spirituality drying up, there would be side effects such as headaches and dizziness, but she felt very good now.
It was just that there seemed to be a barrier between her spirituality and she couldn't mobilize it at will, let alone summon the spirit world and cast the Nameless Spell.
"You want to fight? I treated your injuries and fed you a cocktail. It tastes good, doesn't it? "
Chung Shen-soo smiled and put down the mixer. "I named it 'Spirit Severing'. It can temporarily isolate the spiritual senses of Beyonders. It seems to be quite effective!"
"Who are you?"
Cardilla didn't feel depressed. She took the opportunity to touch her ankle.
There, she wore a silver anklet. It was also a mystical item and had the same effect as the Red Guardian. It could be released with a little stimulation.
But her expression quickly stiffened as she found that there was nothing on her ankle.
"My name is Levi, Levi Mojito, a bartender."
Chung Shen-soo smiled. "Are you looking for something on you? Sorry … because they're a little dangerous, I put them away for you. "
"That's not gentlemanly at all." Cardilla's cheeks turned red.
She thought that he must have searched her body carefully and couldn't help but feel even more embarrassed.
"After all, you're a famous wanted criminal in the mysterious world. You have to be careful, don't you think? Madam Cardilla? "
Chung Shen-soo didn't feel embarrassed at all.
"You caught me. What do you want to do to me?" Cardilla stared at Chung Shen-soo warily.
This young man didn't seem very old, but she felt quite dangerous.
Moreover, he had at least reached the level of 'Excellency' and was also a practitioner of the Nameless Spell.
He even knew how to mix some dangerous potions.
Wait … Potions?
Cardilla's expression changed. This was the domain that the Black Blood Lord's Servants were best at!
Of the ten Potioneers, nine were followers of Seething Blood.
And the document she stole had an unparalleled temptation to all the followers of the Master of Black Blood.
This was because … it involved the 'Holy Grail', a sacred object that was rumored to have been bestowed upon mortals by the Lord of Black Blood. It was capable of brewing the ultimate goal of all Potioneers — the Blood of Longevity!
"Nothing much. I just want to ask you some questions and ask you to stay for a while."
Zhong Shenxiu carefully wiped her palms with a white handkerchief and then took out a roll of parchment. "Oh, that's right, this is the thing you were hiding in your stomach. I also took it out."
"What do you mean by that? You pervert, monster! "
Cardilla's pupils dilated. She became absent-minded for a moment, and even cursed emotionally.
She opened her clothes and saw a bright red suture mark on her stomach.
"I don't know why. You guys always think that your body is a good place to hide things, but I happen to have some knowledge about surgery …"
Chung Shen-soo shrugged and opened the parchment.
The words on it were not the common Mesopotamian language, nor was it ancient Sumerian. It was an encrypted language.
Therefore, he couldn't understand it at all. But through this parchment, he sensed something inexplicable.
And in the lower right corner of the parchment, there was a cup-shaped imprint.
"Holy Grail?"
The corner of Chung Shen-soo's mouth curled into a mocking smile.
Although he couldn't understand the encrypted words, he was able to see some images.
There wasn't any brewing or ecstasy. Instead, it was filled with resentment, cursing, and regret …
It seemed that after its previous owners went through so much trouble to obtain it, they couldn't find any clues about the Holy Grail. Instead, they all met with misfortune.
"There's a sixty to seventy percent chance that this thing is a fake … Or, even if it's decrypted, it's a trap."
Chung Shen-soo came to a conclusion. Looking at Cardilla again, he felt pity for her.
This woman probably didn't know that what she was protecting with her life was a fake, right?
What was even more tragic was that she might have unknowingly become a part of a huge conspiracy, a pawn of the mastermind behind the scenes.
"If you still want it, then be quiet."
Chung Shen-soo looked at the hysterical Cardilla and frowned.
"What did you say? You're willing to return it to me? "Cardilla's eyes lit up, filled with suspicion.
"Yes, compared to a secret manual that I can't decrypt, I'm more interested in benefits that I can obtain immediately … Now, it's your turn to impress me!"
Chung Shen-soo calmly sat down, crossed his legs, and looked at Cardilla.
"I …"
Cardilla wanted to cry. Her entire fortune had been taken away by the other party. What bargaining chips did she have?
Even her body was something that the other party could easily obtain.
"I have half of the Flying Bird Poems in my memory. That's the mysticism knowledge that belongs to Damo …"
Cardilla said the most valuable thing in her memory with a tearful face.
"That thing is useless to me."
Chung Shen-soo shook his finger. In fact, he only needed to hold a Modo Incantation and he could pretend to be half a Frenzy Mage.
No matter how many other incantations there were, they wouldn't have much effect unless he found a ritual that didn't require the power of God.
"I don't have anymore …"
Cardilla was on the verge of tears. "Please let me go. I'm no longer useful to you. There's still a lot of trouble. Those mad dogs from the Cupbearer Church must have locked down the entire city and are frantically looking for me …"
"Oh? Cupbearer Church? A group formed by the followers of the Black Blood King? "
Chung Shen-soo still knew this bit of common sense. His eyes immediately lit up when he heard this.
"Very good, this is your value. Go and be the bait for me, and fish out the mysterious person from the Cupbearer Church …"
As long as he killed enough of the followers of the Black Blood King, there was a high chance that they would drop some useful blood wine recipes, and perhaps some mysticism knowledge related to the Black Blood King.
Using this to peek into the mystery of the Perfectionist and the Immortal, this was what Chung Shen-soo wanted to do the most!
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