Did the villainous professor survive today?

"You stepped on my foot." Sistine looked directly into Lorenzo's eyes, her tone calm and collected.

After that brief incident, the banquet proceeded according to schedule. After Principal Abraham and Krenk gave their speeches, the ball began.

As Kroenke's fiancée, Sistine was naturally his dance partner.

"I'm not in good shape."

Kroenke said nonchalantly.

Even if Alice were to reclaim his blood and then undergo treatment, the desperate situation still placed a considerable burden on his body.

Just like solid metal, metal fatigue can also occur.

It seems that this tactic can only be used in desperate situations and is not suitable for use lightly.

"I didn't expect you would actually stand up for Enya."

Sistine's right arm was around Krenk's back as she asked,

"Do you think everything you've done was worth it?"

"What?"

"For Enya's sake, you gave up the opportunity to find out about Lyman Russell's contacts with others."

"Can I take that as you being jealous?"

"No, I'm serious." Sistine looked Krenk in the eyes without flinching. "I was still thinking you would ignore everything that just happened."

"worth."

Klenk didn't mention that he would also need to use the Enya family's laboratory, so it was necessary for him to stand up for her.

Moreover, most of the people present were dignitaries, and they all wore family crests on their chests. Even if they didn't observe with their own eyes, they could ask Alice by looking at the appearance of the family crests who the Russell family had been in contact with, but the content of the conversations was unknown.

"Besides... as a teacher, this is what I should do."

As for those words, they were Kroenke's true feelings.

When Kroenke chose to step forward, what he saw in Enya's eyes was perhaps reverence, perhaps gratitude, or perhaps doubt.

But regardless, Kroenke knew that at that moment, the world in Enya's eyes had once again transformed from gray and white to a colorful one.

For him, it was a sense of accomplishment that was hard to describe in words.

Perhaps that's why the teaching profession is so great, Krenk thought.

Upon hearing this, Sistine's eyes showed an expression of disbelief:

"Kroenk..."

"Um?"

"It's nothing."

You've improved Sistine's previous impression of you; she's starting to believe you're gradually moving in a positive direction.

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"By the way, about the elves, I hope this can remain a secret between the two of us, okay?" Krenk confirmed again.

"it is good."

Sistine nodded.

Krenk held Sistine's slender waist, and the two twirled to the music.

The gentlemen and ladies around them danced gracefully and moved with precision, and the air was filled with the faint scent of perfume.

The dance skirts fluttered as they twirled, creating a dazzling display of light and shadow, as graceful and elegant as a swan in flight.

Then, Kroenke stepped on Sistine's foot again.

"What's wrong with you?"

Sistine stepped back somewhat displeased.

Kroenke also sensed that something was wrong:

I'm going to the restroom.

Kroenke plans to adjust his condition.

He went to the bathroom alone, faced the mirror, and turned on the faucet on the sink.

He scooped up some water with both hands to wash his face, then took a roll of dry towel from the side to wipe away the water droplets.

then.

Krenk saw a blurry black shadow beside him in the mirror, with two eerie blue lights shining through the shadow, staring straight at him.

The shadowy figure's voice was hoarse, devoid of any distinguishing features.

"V".

Looking at the dark figure in front of him, Krenk thought to himself, "Doesn't anyone in our Order of the Silent look like a normal person?"

Needless to say, the other party is most likely 'L' who wanted my help before.

Moreover, neither of the two letter sequences we've encountered so far is willing to reveal their true nature.

But they all know themselves...

So I'm the only one using my real name to access the internet?

Kroenke inwardly scoffed, leaning on the sink with both hands, and asked:

"Is there something you need?"

"Do me a favor."

"I remember I rejected you before," Kroenke said.

"Given his status as the chief professor, acting recklessly would be tantamount to playing with fire."

The shadowy figure in the mirror remained silent for a few seconds:

"I know, I didn't originally plan to ask you for help, but judging from the blood magic you displayed today, you are indeed the best candidate."

Upon hearing 'L's' words, Krenk felt a chill run down his spine.

The other party was one of the teachers or aristocratic students who had been invited to the banquet today.

Furthermore, the other party mentioned blood magic...

Kroenke couldn't help but think of what Principal Abraham had mentioned about a vampire being caught in the sewers of the upper town.

"Is it related to vampires?"

"Yes! You don't need to deal with the vampire that the law enforcement agency caught; my men are working on it. Besides that, an artificial vampire has escaped."

Upon hearing this, Kroenke was slightly startled.

Is there another vampire?

Moreover, is the Hermitage of Silent Church engaged in the creation of artificial vampires?

What exactly are they trying to achieve by conducting this experiment?

"We can't draw a conclusion from this clue alone," Krenk asked.

"What exactly do you want me to do?"

"Find the vampire, kill it, and destroy the evidence. It escaped from the sewers of the lower city. Based on the clues, it should now be lurking in the outskirts of St. Auster."

"The outskirts? Could you be more specific? Does it refer to the nearby forest, or does it include the area in the neighboring country?"

"The nearby forest, 'V,' makes my movements difficult. My men can't handle two vampires at the same time. With your abilities, hiding your identity and helping me with this should be a piece of cake."

Noticing a hint of resistance on Krenk's face, 'L' quickly added,

"In return, I'll do you a favor. I'll help you as much as I can, V. Would you like to accept this offer?"

"It's difficult."

Kroenke thought to himself, "With my current strength, am I going to be a meal for vampires?"

A vampire is roughly at the fourth to fifth rank in strength.

He's only at the mid-stage of the third tier; he might get instantly killed by this frenzied creature in a single encounter.

"Is it difficult?"

"Not now. I've only been in charge of Kroenke's identity for a week. There are still many things to resolve. We need to wait at least a while longer. Besides, Principal Abraham is also paying attention to this matter. If we act rashly, it will only increase the risks."

If I develop a little more, maybe I'll be able to defeat that vampire.

This is Kroenke's heartfelt sentiment.

After all, his opponent is the Russell family. If he can get 'L' to owe him a favor, it might become his trump card to defeat his opponent and achieve a surprise victory.

"How long will it take?" L asked.

"It's hard to say."

Krenk had no idea how long it would take him to reach the fourth rank.

Moreover, even reaching the fourth rank wouldn't guarantee a kill on that vampire; he needed to be fully prepared.

"Can we resolve this within ten days, if possible?"

It's clear that 'L' is quite troubled by this accident.

"It'll be quite difficult. If you succeed, you'll have to do me two favors."

Kroenke took advantage of the chaos.

"..."

"Does this count as tacit agreement?" Kroenke asked.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going."

He has gathered enough intelligence, so it's time to return to the banquet.

He was just about to turn around when he suddenly remembered something:

"Oh, right, there's one more thing. If you can answer it for me, consider it one of my favors."