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

Alex and Lyudmila, who had not seen the air of the upper town for a long time, looked at the passers-by who were still marching not far away and couldn't help but sigh.

In less than a day or two, Tallulah's reputation had spread from the upper to the lower city of Chernobyl.

We optimized those noble councillors who looked down on others, merged the upper and lower urban areas, and revised the policies. Although it is not possible to make ordinary people and the infected people resolve their differences and live in harmony, after some attempts and operations, some of the infected people have returned to normal families.

"Besides, there seem to be a lot more infected people coming to Chernobog recently."

"That's true. I went to the outer ring some time ago and saw an infected person who was over three meters tall with a pair of strange horns on his head. I got a little mad when he looked at me..."

Lyudmila's expression became a little complicated, and her furry ears drooped down in an instant.

She would probably never forget the scene at that time, when the humanoid monster that seemed to be fully armed glanced at her with a bloodshot look.

Listening to Lyudmila's speech, Alex felt very empathetic.

"Me too. The day before yesterday I saw a white-haired Carterus infected person come in. Her body temperature was just like an arctic storm. But later I heard that those infected people seemed to be handed over to Tallulah to manage herself."

"…Are the infected also divided into different levels?"

Alex didn't refute, but he didn't continue to agree with it either.

But no matter what, Tallulah, who took office as Duke, did bring justice to Chernobog and the infected.

"I have an idea. How about asking Tallulah to find us a decent job?"

"——That's a good idea, but don't think about it yet. Think about how to get the next dose of medicine first."

"Gu..."

Lyudmila rolled her eyes and sank Alex's Opinion.

Although Blood Mom's carry, Tallulah, successfully saved the infected from having to compete for bed with the rats in the sewers, there were hardly any drugs for oripathy in Chernobyl's hospital.

Only a black clinic called Azazel can get some special medicines, but the number of infected people is too large, and Azazel, which is just a small clinic, is inevitably overwhelmed.

"That's it for now, let's eat first."

"Yes."

While Alex and Lyudmila went out in tandem to forage for food, Talulah was in her office greeting her benefactor.

Just looking at Lucifer who brought his own iced tea drink, Tallulah, who wanted to make a pot of tea herself to entertain Lucifer, thought for a moment and decided to sit down obediently.

"Lucifer's favor is not over yet, Lucifer's favor is compounded..."

"Take it in. You are so loyal."

Seeing Lucifer's indifferent look, Tallulah smiled apologetically, but her respect from the bottom of her heart was not false.

Thinking back on what Lucifer had done, Tallulah increasingly didn't know how to thank him.

Tallulah even thought of a plan: if Lucifer did not abandon her, Tallulah would be willing to become his godfather.

However, Tallulah gave up her little plan. In her opinion, doing so would be blaspheming the holy Lucifer.

Besides, Lucifer has a silver cross hanging on his chest.

So Tallulah decided to give Lucifer some real information.

"On behalf of the Reunion Movement and Chernobyl, I would like to express my gratitude to you. This is a personal gift from me and my husband. Please accept it."

Tallulah took out a card from the drawer and pushed it to Lucifer. The black and gold imprint on it seemed to be filled with the charm of money.

After much thought, Tallulah decided that it would be better to just transfer the money directly. After all, she didn't know Lucifer's preferences and interests very well.

You can't give Lucifer another Bible, can you?

Looking at the black gold card pushed in front of him, Lucifer was still hesitating whether to use social etiquette, when Tallulah spoke again.

"Based on Longmen's exchange rate, there is about one million in this card."

Before Tallulah finished her words, Lucifer, who had already read the key words, started at zero frame and put the black gold card with one million Lungmen coins in his arms with an expressionless face.

"Now that you're here, if I don't accept it, it would be me who doesn't understand the customs."

"Ah... I was thinking if it's not enough, I can add more."

"..."

Lucifer paused for a moment while drinking his iced tea, and dark lines of different styles gradually appeared on his face.

Just as he was about to return the black gold card to Tallulah and add to the prize pool, Fiammetta at the side immediately took action for justice.

"Don't you have any moral integrity at all?!"

"Yes."

"What are you nodding for?!"

Once the Angry Birds calmed down, Lucifer gave up the idea of ​​accumulating the prize pool.

As she watched Mostima slowly eat up all the snacks on the table, Tallulah was about to ask someone to add another plate when there was a knock on the door.

"Madam Duke, guests from Rhode Island have arrived."

The voice of the person coming was Mayor Boris, and judging by the footsteps, there seemed to be several other people.

Tallulah blinked in surprise. She thought Rhodes Island would arrive a little later.

With such efficiency, people who don’t know would think that Rhodes Island came to Chernobyl to poach talents.

Seeing this, Lucifer and his companions decided to go ahead and leave the stage to Tallulah and her guests.

As soon as he opened the office door, Lucifer saw six or seven figures crowded outside the door, ready for battle, and almost imagined they were someone's mercenaries.

Crowded in the front was a short person named Carters, but she gave Lucifer a different feeling.

"Hiss... Carters...?"

"Ah, hello, I'm Carters...?"

Lucifer and the somewhat nervous Amiya looked at each other.

Looking at Amiya's diamond-shaped pupils, Lucifer always felt that something was wrong.

"Something is wrong. It's eleven out of ten."

Just as Lucifer was observing whether Amiya had a system cheat or a spirit behind her, another voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"Wait, you were the blood back then... Askalon's master?"

The Sarkaz, wearing a face mask and goggles, looked at Lucifer in surprise, immediately attracting the attention of Lucifer and the others.

"Scout, do you know this guy?"

"I've seen him once before. Klothir was there, too. He had white hair and red eyes... He fits Askalon's description perfectly..."

Perhaps because Askalon's name rarely came up in the topic, everyone looked at Lucifer.

When Lucifer heard the name of his old acquaintance, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Mostima beside him elbowed Lucifer when he saw this.

"Now, who is this Askalon they're talking about?"

"My apprentice."

"Do you still have an apprentice?"

"I'm wearing a cross, what can't I do?"

114

Chapter 114: Old acquaintance.

Mastema reloaded his memory and found no memory of Askalon, so he thought it must be Kazdel's character.

"Is your apprentice named Askalon a blood demon like you?"

"Wrong, it's just an ordinary Sarkaz that you can get if you buy one and get one free at the job market."

After the bloodiest episode of Chernobog came to an end, Lucifer should have taken Mostima and Fiammetta away and returned to the Longmen save point, but at this time they were guarding the door of Tallulah's office and hanging up.

Just because Lucifer heard an unexpected name from an unexpected person in an unexpected place.

While Lucifer was patching Mostima, he was intensively searching the Internet for information about Rhodes Island's past and present.

"A pharmaceutical company that was just registered not long ago... Could it be that Askalon changed his career to become a doctor? Why would I have such a dream?"

If Lucifer had not been under an illusion, he should have entrusted Ascalon to the Tower of Babel. How could he have heard the name of his apprentice from someone in a pharmaceutical company?

And he seemed quite familiar with her.

But Lucifer didn't think that Ascalon had any talent for medicine at all, and even Warfarin's reincarnated doctor was more reliable than her.

"Wait, one of the legal representatives of Rhodes Island is the great professor of medicine, Kal'tsit... Oh, that's not surprising, that's not surprising."

Thinking of the green-haired lynx who often had a gloomy face, Lucifer felt relieved immediately.

But when he recalled the call he felt deep in his blood, Lucifer stopped laughing.

Although Lucifer really wanted to torture Kal'tsit to find out if she was stealing the house at that time, but since Ascalon was willing to be a company slave under Kal'tsit, things might not be as simple as imagined.

As a pharmaceutical company, Rhodes Island obviously has a close relationship with Babel Tower.

When Lucifer pretended to be the Thinker, Mostima and Fiammetta on his left and right looked over curiously.

"Let me see, Rhodes Island... Hey, they are actually willing to provide services to the infected."

"They must be the group of people who just came in. I didn't expect them to be so nice. At first glance, I thought they were mercenaries from some organization."

Fiammetta was sure at a glance that even if those people in uniform were not professional players, they must be experienced veterans.

The only person who didn't fit in with them was the seemingly harmless Carters girl.

"Um……"

As if old memories were evoked, Lucifer suddenly remembered that in addition to Askalon and Kal'tsit, he had also met the mysterious doctor at the Tower of Babel, and they had conducted a dark deal during the encounter.

As the saying goes, since I'm here now and have already cut off my blood with the Blood Demon Prince of Kazdel, if I ask the Doctor for some blood again, she shouldn't be angry, right?

It just so happened that he hadn't seen the Doctor and Ascalon for some time, so it was time to refresh their favorability.

What's more, the Doctor's blood is different from that of the Wendigo or Draco to Lucifer. It is a truly supreme existence and a purely rare thing.

"Yoshi, Autobots, let's go!"

"Wait a minute, where are you going? And what are Autobots?"