Wait until Merlin arrives at the dark alley at the edge of the Hell's Kitchen in a few minutes.

He saw that the antique grocery store, which had disappeared for several days, appeared again in the cracks between two buildings on the street.

It's still the familiar, slightly worn sign with two words on it.

“bloodstone”

He walked forward with a familiarity and reached out and pushed open the quaint door.

"Dingdong"

Amid the sound of the wind chime, Merlin walked into the House of Blood, and saw Elsa lying behind the counter, like she was dozing off, resting half-closing her eyes.

Is this girl back from Romania?

Is her speed so fast?

Merlin turned his head and glanced at the pure blood vampire Mercury, who was knocked out, was tied to the high-back chair of the shop in a trapped posture. Raven Spirit Victor was standing on the top of the chair, like a prison guarding the prisoner.

The ugly raven tilted its head and looked at its late owner.

"Woooooo"

It made a harsh chirping, and then disappeared into the air as the light shone.

"I was going to kill this unlucky guy."

Elsa's slightly tired voice came from the counter. The vampire hunter girl supported her chin with her left hand and said curiously:

"But when I saw the raven trying to stop me, I guessed that this vampire must have become the prey of another hunter. But I didn't expect that the hunter was actually you."

Elsa's beautiful and flexible eyes looked up and down at Merlin, and the strange but extremely beautiful retro costume on Merlin. She chuckled and said:

"It turns out that I underestimated you last time. You are very powerful, Merlin, who can hunt such pure blood alone without any injury."

"I know."

Merlin shrugged unfairly, he glanced at Elsa and said:

"I'll do my business first, let's talk later."

"Whatever you want."

Elsa waved generously, and she said:

"The vampire was your prey, but I warn you that if you want to interrogate, take her out to my house of blood, everything is fine, but it is very troublesome to clean it, especially after the floor is covered with blood, the house is very clean, and it doesn't like the feeling of being covered with blood."

"Don't worry."

Merlin stretched out his left hand and gently tapped Mercury's delicate chin, he said:

"I have a special interrogation method and will not get bloody."

The Dementor's Kiss contacted Mercury's slightly cold skin. The next moment, Mercury seemed to have a terrible nightmare. She suddenly woke up from her coma, like a drowning person sticking his head out of the water.

But the moment she opened her eyes, she saw Merlin's eyes shining with strange light.

"legilimens!(Soul-capturing Curse)"

"Swish"

The next second, Merlin entered Miss Mercury's memories.

Logically speaking, the willpower of a pure-blooded vampire should be very strong. But Mercury itself is just a "baby" who has been born for less than 70 years. Moreover, she was seriously injured and was kissed by the dementor and kept plundering hope.

Her will to resist Merlin's soul-sucking thoughts was already very weak.

After Merlin slightly deepened the infusion of magic, Mercury's mental resistance was declared completely disintegrated.

Merlin easily entered her mind, and he began to browse the memories related to Dicken Forrest. Speaking of which, the female vampire had a deep relationship with that radical vampire. Most of the memory fragments Merlin found in Mercury's memory were related to Dicken.

But there are not many valuable things, to be honest.

The mysterious vampire of Dickon didn't make a long history. He was just a young businessman in the suburbs of New York City 50 years ago. He was attracted by a pure blood-sucking man because of his handsome appearance. After several spring breezes, he was given the power of a vampire.

But the pure-blooded lady was soon tired of the young man and drove Dickon out of the house and let it fend for itself.

In order to survive in death, Dicken had to unite all the civilian vampires he had seen, that is, semi-vampires, to form a small force and began to struggle to survive in the era after the war had just ended.

Because of its superb organizational thinking and management methods, it was seen by Gaitaro, a pure blood seed of the family, a few years later.

In order to deal with the Supreme Family who migrated from Poland to New York, Geataro used Dickon as a secret spell and provided it with sufficient resources to gather civilian vampires, help the Vampire Presbyterians deal with some shameless black lives, and secretly prevented the Supreme Family from expanding in New York.

Mercury also knew it at that time.

In Mercury's memory, Dicken has been very respectful to the Vampire Presbyterian for more than 50 years. Although this humble semi-vampire is ambitious, it covers this up very well.

But in recent months, the situation has changed.

A vampire family that migrated from South America to New York brought a legend about the first vampire pioneers who migrated to North America that year. The legend about the "Blood God" fascinated Dicken.

It is said that the Blood God is a secret related to the origin of vampires. Any vampire can obtain power comparable to the ancestors of the blood clan after it. Moreover, the Blood God has a very powerful feature, which can transform a semi-vampire whose bloodline is not purely, into a real pure blood vampire.

This is exactly what Dickon's greatest desire in his heart.

Although Dicken currently commands most of the civilian vampires in New York, this kind of command is more like a "threat" of interests. Dicken uses many underground blood supply stations he built underground in New York to control the lifelines of civilian vampires and force them to follow him.

But Dicken himself is just a humble "civilian". In a civilization of strict hierarchy like vampires, it has no capital to follow other civilian resources! It will never win the respect of other pure blood families.

Therefore, for the legendary "blood god", Dicon is bound to win.

As for Mercury, the worst thing is that the one who commanded the South American vampire and brought the legend of "Blood God" to Dickon was a mysterious woman.

In the cognition of Mercury, the mysterious woman tempted Dicken in a dirty way, constantly inspiring Dicken's ambitions, and provided Dicken with enough resources, and even used some secret technique to increase Dicken's originally weak strength to an exaggeration.

Unfortunately, Mercury only saw that woman once or twice.

In Mercury's memory, that woman was not, she was too short and looked more like a girl.

The girl always wore a black hood, covering herself tightly, looking mysterious and mysterious. The South American vampires under her command also called her strangely.

They don't call her the head or the leader.

Instead, she was called the "witch".

It doesn't seem to respect or worship at all, but rather it seems to be afraid of that mysterious girl.

Merlin also wanted to dig out more secrets in Mercury's mind, but the next moment, his exploration was interrupted.

"Hi, stop."

Elsa's voice came into Merlin's ears:

"She's almost dead!"

"Um?"

Merlin frowned and withdrew his will. In front of him, the vampire Mercury who was tortured by several stresses was already in a state of dying.

Her vitality is as weak as a candle in the wind.

"You shouldn't interrupt me."

Merlin said with some regret:

"This mercury lady's hands were covered with ordinary people's blood. She was a villain and she was not to be cared about death."

"Yes, she's a villain, she deserves to die."

Elsa nodded in a clear way, she looked at Merlin and asked:

"But are you?"

"I remember your organization is a security organization. Shouldn't you give it to your legal trial?"

Merlin frowned again, Elsa yawned, and she said a little bored:

"Of course, it's your business to kill her. I mean, if you want to kill her, take her out and kill me. Today, I'm in a bad mood. I don't want to see someone die in my store. It's too unlucky."

“That’s right.”

Merlin nodded:

"You are the master here, you have the final say."

After saying that, Merlin no longer paid attention to the dying mercury. He walked to the other side of the House of Blood, opened the window, and looked at the pier on the other side of the sea in the distance. In Merlin's spiritual vision, he could clearly see that a flame had ignited on the pier.

“Sharon’s efficiency in doing things is very high.”

Merlin sighed, and he looked at the watch on his wrist:

"It's less than 30 minutes before I send the message? The battle over her side is over."

"What are those people doing?"

Next to Merlin, Elsa, who was drinking with a quaint wooden cup wrapped in copper strips, was also lying by the window, looking at the burning pier with Merlin.

She blinked and asked curiously:

"Those people are setting fires, do you know them?"

"They are my subordinates."

Merlin replied:
To be continued...