Type-Moon, isn't this really the other world?

“Olga Marie will need to inherit my position in the future; all you need to do is have her bear a child,” Maris Billy said, seemingly unconcerned.

Since his father-in-law had said so, what reason did Lin Jiu'an have to refuse?

"If she agrees, I have no objection."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Jiu'an placed his hand on Trisha's head.

This guy actually dared to grind his teeth just now?

If we don't teach her a lesson, she'll dare to grind her teeth now, but will she dare to do it again in the future?

"Ugh?!"

"what sound?"

Olga Marie, who was still in shock at the thought of suddenly becoming Lin Jiu'an's woman, came back to her senses and looked around suspiciously.

She thinks she just heard...

"By the way, Mr. Lin."

Olga Marie seemed hesitant to look Lin Jiu'an in the eye, and asked, half-puzzled and half-changing the subject, "I heard from the maid that Trisha is also in the study?"

"She just went out for something. Is there something you need from her?"

Olga Marie shook her head and didn't dwell on it. After hesitating for a moment, she blushed and mustered her courage to look Lin Jiu'an in the eye, whispering, "When do you plan to let me get pregnant... with your child?"

Although I'm very shy.

But she was actually more looking forward to it and happier about it.

It wasn't that becoming Lin Jiu'an's woman was something to be excited about; it was mainly because it was her father's mission.

According to what my father meant on the phone.

As long as she becomes Lin Jiu'an's woman and gets pregnant with his child, she can become his heir and the head of the Animusfia family!

"No rush, wait until you're eighteen."

As Lin Jiu'an spoke, he looked down at Trisha, who was so weak that she could barely struggle or tremble anymore, and then looked up at Olga Marie, whose face showed some disappointment.

"Just woke up? If there's nothing else, go have breakfast first. I still have some work to do."

"Then I won't disturb you."

Upon hearing this, Olga Marie blushed, lowered her head, and left the study.

As the door closed.

Lin Jiu'an lowered his head.

Which keyboard and mouse did you put your hands back on the table?

However, it was clear that the previous treatment had been too harsh, as Trisha remained motionless, frozen in place.

no way.

Lin Jiu'an could only channel the magic power within his body.

Under the influence of immense magic.

This married, mature, and beautiful woman was finally rescued, and she slumped like a corpse against the leg rest under the boss's desk, and slumped like mud against the partition.

The injury was clearly very serious.

Snowflakes continued to drip from her mouth, flowing down her snow-white neck, delicate collarbone, and chest to her swollen belly, which resembled that of a woman in her tenth month of pregnancy.

"It's so miserable."

Although he said that, Lin Jiu'an's gloating expression clearly showed no sympathy whatsoever. He even raised his foot and stepped on Trisha's abdomen.

The force of the stomp caused Trisha's beautiful eyes to widen.

"vomit?!"

With a mournful cry, Trisha spat out a large mouthful of fresh snow.

However, it was as if there was an invisible wall in front of her, which made her look rather disheveled.

"Master..."

Trisha murmured, regaining some of her composure, and looked at Lin Jiu'an with eyes full of pity and submission.

When Lin Jiu'an came back yesterday, he seemed to be in a very bad mood.

Clearly, the destruction of a large part of London did not quell his anger.

Throughout the rest of the night, and even now, the next day, she has been helping Lin Jiu'an, having completely submitted to and feared him.

"You seemed quite dissatisfied with me just now?"

Trisha opened her mouth, looking somewhat aggrieved.

But in the end, under Lin Jiu'an's ambiguous gaze, she still followed her body's instincts and knelt down in that narrow space, dressed as a woman, her forehead pressed tightly against the ground, trembling.

"I will never dare to do it again, Master."

Chapter Eleven Counterattack / The Demon Eye Collection Train / Kuonji Temple

is the day.

The tomb Albion, "The Ancient Heart".

In the pitch-black cave, the sound of footsteps was exceptionally clear as they approached.

As the last footstep landed, the torch hanging on the wall, which had been extinguished for who knows how long, suddenly ignited, illuminating the figures of the four people who had been waiting.

"The Church of the Holy Temple, you are too late."

The one who spoke was a stunningly beautiful woman with a cold and aloof expression.

Her long brown hair was tied in a single ponytail, and she wore a gorgeous white men's suit with a bright red bow tied around her chest. Her expression was cold and aloof, like that of a queen.

Barthelo Lorelei.

One of the three noble families of the Clock Tower, the headquarters of the Mage's Association, and the current head of the Bartholomew family, he is regarded as the "greatest magician of the modern era" and serves as the assistant to the dean of the Clock Tower.

Two men stood on either side of him.

The one on the left looks to be in his forties, tall and nearly two meters, muscular, wearing a suit, and exudes an extreme sense of intimidation.

However, his expression was kind and approachable, and his gaze was gentle and composed.

The contrast between his appearance and that of the thug in the suit was striking.

Marg Daniel Tramberio Elrod.

One of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower, the head of the three noble families of Transylvania, he is both the pinnacle of the democratic faction and a corner of the three noble families, and he controls the first subject and all the basic subjects.

To Lorelei's left stood a man wearing a green military overcoat and a green bowler hat, who always had a smile on his face.

It was Rafe, who had been missing for a long time.

"After all, it's a long journey, and we rushed here immediately after receiving the news."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada spoke with a smile, turning slightly to the side.

All eyes were drawn to the beautiful woman standing next to him.

The woman and Amakusa Shiro Tokisada both had the appearance of people from the East.

Extremely beautiful.

His expression was extremely devout, as if he were a fanatical believer most loyal to the gods.

Marg Daniel's gaze was almost fixed on her, and even Lorelei's gaze lingered on her for a moment longer, while Rafe's eyes narrowed slightly.

Let me introduce you all.

"This is the third seat of our Holy Church's Burial Agency, Sesshouin Kihara."

Lorelei and Mag Daniel's gazes sharpened upon hearing this, and they looked at Sesshouin Kiara, who appeared devout yet seemingly harmless, with growing seriousness.

Burial facilities.

Although it is under the Church's command, it is actually an independent organization, a department that brings together all the strongest members of the Agents, and a combat agency composed of the Church's strongest personnel.

In this department.

Faith and character are secondary and tertiary; what they are required of is the ability to effectively kill heretics.

It could be said that the people in this department may not believe in God, but their strength is absolutely terrifying; each of them is capable of taking on a true ancestor single-handedly.

Because only strength is required, this department is a mixed bag, and those with strong abilities are often mentally unstable lunatics.

"By the way, didn't Balyeleta send anyone?"

Suddenly, a girl's flirtatious laughter rang out.

Lorelei's face turned cold, but Margo Daniel didn't seem to care much, and looked at the petite girl who had emerged from the darkness with a kind smile.

“Miss Francesca, although you are a participant representing the United States, if you anger Lorelei, I cannot guarantee you will return alive.”

This action was not only communicated to the Holy Church.

Even the United States got involved.

The main reason was that the 'exposure' of their previous operation made Lorelei and Magdaniel realize that the other nine families among the twelve monarchs, apart from the three major noble families, might no longer be trustworthy.

Baluyeleta suffered heavy losses.

The fact that many of their clansmen were killed in the surprise attack by Hassan the Hundred-Faced was secondary. The most serious crisis for the Balyereta family was the death of Inolai, whose magical mark, which had been passed down for thousands of years, was on Inolai's body!

And then she was swallowed up by the black dragon's roar.

The magical crest passed down through generations of the Baljereta family is even worse off than that of the El-Melloi family. At least the El-Melloi family, despite the severe damage to their magical crests, still had a complete body and the possibility of complete restoration.

But the magic crest of the Balyereta family was truly completely gone, without a trace of ash.

They can basically say they've left the ranks of the three great noble families.

Whether he can continue to serve as monarch is uncertain.

Therefore.

Lorelei and Magdaniel did not invite the Baljeretta family, who were in turmoil, but the United States was willing to provide financial assistance for the reconstruction of the Clock Tower and London, and was also willing to send the Pacific Fleet to help deter and even attack if necessary.

So they gave the United States a spot.

And so.

The Magicians' Association has three spots, the Holy Church has two spots, the United States has one spot, and then...

"I didn't expect the Holy Church to come."

A man's hoarse voice rang out from the darkness.

Accompanied by footsteps, a middle-aged man with short gray hair and wearing an overcoat emerged from the darkness.

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada saw the other party's smile narrow slightly, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Nero Chaos."

Nero Chaos.

One of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Disciples, ranked tenth.

He did not become a Dead Apostle because he was attacked by vampires, but rather became a Dead Apostle by himself in order to study magic. He was originally a magician from the Nordic Primitive Society "Wandering Sea".

However, upon meeting the other party...

Their gazes did not fall on the Holy Church, which was the sworn enemy of the True Ancestor, but on Lorelei.

This is a deep-seated prejudice of the entire Barthellello clan; without exception, they are hostile to vampires and always take the lead in their campaigns against them.

No matter how busy she was, Lorelei always made time to exterminate vampires, more pathologically than anyone else, sometimes even disregarding her responsibilities as the Dean's assistant, just to find time to eliminate vampires.

"It's time to start."

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Lorelei looked at Rafe beside her and spoke in a completely commanding tone with indifference and arrogance.

Rafe smiled slightly.

He stepped forward and walked to the center of the crowd.

"I presume that when you all arrived, you have already seen the ruins on the land and also seen the image of the black dragon."

Everyone nodded slightly.