Being a blood demon in Terra? I have it in my lifetime!

Is declined Mostima's invitation and watched her drag away the confused Nine and Fiammetta.

Walking out of the company's bar, Fiammetta looked at Mostima in confusion.

"What are you relieved about? You and Is also having team voice?"

Jiu on the side also gave him a confused look.

Mostima, on the other hand, showed an indifferent expression.

"Don't worry, I've already asked Him."

Seeing Mostima pointing at his black lock and white key, Fiammetta's expression became slightly complicated.

“What did He tell you?”

"He said Lucifer was a good person, and he even took Him to drift a hearse in the sky of Victoria."

"?"

After that, Fiammetta and Nine jointly typed a question mark.

They wanted to question Mostima further, but it was already late at night, and a series of uncooperative sounds came out of their stomachs.

"..."

That’s it for now, let’s eat first.

……

As usual, the three-person team that volunteered to work overtime was responsible for all Penguin Logistics work at Longmen, while the drama in Syracuse was also in full swing.

“Texas, can you play bass?”

"..."

Before the performance began, Sora looked at Texas holding a rather large bass guitar in his arms and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

She had never seen Texas play any instrument himself.

"I think I... Never mind. I won't make any mistakes, don't worry."

"okay."

Although Kong was still confused, she chose to believe Texas.

Texas blinked, then looked towards the stage. Two bright halos were flashing in the dark crowd, and under the halos, a tuft of red hair was extremely conspicuous.

"The view is great! If I could put a machine gun here, I could control the entire stage!"

"It's a bit unrealistic, Angel Sister."

"Don't say that, don't you, Grandpa?"

"..."

The Archangel turned his head and looked at Sakota, who was wearing priest clothes beside him.

Compared to the lively and active Archangel, Father Sakota, who was resting with his eyes closed, was a little too taciturn.

It was not until a long time later that Father Sakota suddenly opened his eyes and stood up instantly.

"Excuse me, can you lend me your hand for a moment?"

"Hey? Where are you going, grandpa? The show is about to start."

"…to maintain order."

After responding to the Archangel, Father Sakota left without looking back and went straight to the street outside the stage.

He turned into a dark and damp alley, as if he was seducing someone, or looking for someone.

"I thought it was surprising enough that Volsinyi had people of my race... but I didn't expect there were... Sarkaz..."

As the words fell, a blood-red figure emerged from the dark abyss.

Agnier was in a very delicate mood.

He couldn't see a drop of blood, but he could smell the strong smell of blood. He didn't know whether it was a deterrent or a warning from the other party.

Or is it just a special effect?

Agnier straightened his body, his hands hanging in the air, the guardian gun at his waist, and the American style Iai took him less than a moment.

However, Agnier chose not to do so, because he did not sense any hostility or malice in the other's eyes.

On the contrary, it is a disappointment of unfulfilled expectations.

"Sakta...why is he an old Deng?"

"?"

210

Chapter 210 starts with that jeep.

"Blood Demon... This is really rare..."

Agnier had rarely encountered blood demons in his life, but as a Sakta with some experience, he could tell at a glance that Lucifer in front of him was not an ordinary Sarkaz.

Moreover, it was the first time since he left Lateran that he felt a sense of oppression that made his body instinctively tremble.

Even though Agnier and Lucifer had only met for less than half a minute, he dared to conclude that Lucifer's purity was at a high level even in the Sarkaz royal court, and he was quite prestigious.

More importantly, he definitely couldn't defeat Lucifer.

Thinking of this, Agnier gave up the idea of ​​taking out his gun.

After all, Lucifer didn't seem to have any ill intentions. If he was the one who started the fuse, I'm afraid that even the Wolf Lords would not be able to stop Lucifer from killing everyone in Volsini.

"Who are you scolding for being rare?"

"--If you think I have offended you, then I can apologize to you."

"…So low in aggression?"

Looking at Agnier's pious yet inexplicably lazy look, Lucifer was confused for a moment.

He could see that the Father Sakota in front of him was not like the immature Archangel or Mostima, and he did not hide the bloody appearance unique to Blood Demon at all. Shouldn't he directly demonstrate the American Iai combo at this time?

But since Agnier was willing to seek reconciliation, it actually saved Lucifer the trouble.

Lucifer is not like some gangsters who only use gray methods or gentle gentlemen. The blood demon itself is the synonym and practitioner of cruelty and violence.

If his behavior in Volsiny would force Agnir to go to the opposite side, Lucifer would rather nip any signs of trouble in the bud to avoid further complications.

And Agnier more or less realized Lucifer's thoughts.

“Please allow me to ask you the reason why you came to Syracuse… Is it because of the will of the Sarkaz Royal Court and Kazdel?”

"No, I just came out to do a side quest."

"In that case, I am relieved. I hope you have a good time in Syracuse."

"...No more? You won't stop me?"

Seeing Agnier preparing to leave, Lucifer tilted his head in confusion.

In Lucifer's slightly puzzled look, Agnier turned around and explained:

"If your purpose was related to the Sarkaz Royal Court and Kazdel, you wouldn't have come to me on purpose. As long as the foundation of Syracuse is not shaken, I won't ask about personal reasons. Besides, you know better than me, and I can't stop you."

"I feel so relaxed."

Lucifer said with emotion.

As expected, they are the carefree Sakota. When it comes to playing badly and relaxing, perhaps only the mentally healthy Bloodseeker can compare with them.

"However, if you are willing to explain your purpose and reason, I will naturally not refuse. After all, I am getting older and my curiosity has not diminished at all. I always need some new and interesting things to satisfy myself."

"..."

I almost forgot that Sakota is no less of a bloodthirsty man.

"Just helping Texas or Penguin Logistics, and looking for...grandma."

"Grandma...By the way, do you mind if I ask your name?"

"My name is Dukare, not...Lucifer, that's it, Ghana~"

As soon as Ducare's name popped up, Agnier's originally expressionless face suddenly changed into a frightened one, causing Lucifer to quickly put the brakes on his mouth.

Watching Lucifer, who was cosplaying as Sasuke, dive back into the dark shadows as if he had never appeared, Agnier couldn't help but feel thoughtful.

Putting aside the name Dukare, which is enough to be passed down through the ages in the historical records of the Sarkaz, anyone who dares to call the Blood Demon Lord directly or even impersonate the Blood Demon Lord is no longer an ordinary blood demon.

"Speaking of which... Lucifer... I think I have seen this name in the Lateran files?"

Agnier muttered to himself uncertainly.

Before leaving Lateran, he had read various historical documents, in which Lucifer's name seemed to have appeared, but perhaps because it was only mentioned briefly, it was not as impressive as the well-known reputation of the Blood Demon Lord.

"..."

Looking at the empty alley where he was the only one left, Agnier seemed to be lost in thought.

Ha, that blood demon named Lucifer can’t be the illegitimate son of the Blood Demon Lord, right?

Imagining such an absurd possibility, Agnier shook his head with a smile, then turned around and disappeared into the dark alley.

……

Meanwhile, the theatre's performances are still going on brilliantly.

The play titled "Death in Texas" begins.

The assassination operation then began.

Chaos also began.

Texas and Sora were still performing their heartfelt performance on the stage, while Lapland leaned against the audience, nodding and tapping her feet to the rhythm of the music, watching a group of well-prepared gangster families pour into the corridor backstage.

And here, they also encountered another gangster family who were ready to fight.

"I don't remember that scene being in the script."

Wallach glared at Dmitri opposite him, then drew his sword, and the rest of the gangsters were also ready to go.