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Claus thought of the Father Kyran. He knew that man, the successor of the Kyran Family who had always protected humans.

"Then our priest must have taught the witches well?" Father Kyran liked to lecture whenever he caught hold of someone. Claus and Maser did not like his stats at all.

"Yes, priests are always very upright and kind. Not only did he educate them, he even tried to find a way to temporarily obstruct their path."

Father Kyran was indeed involved in some destruction earlier on, but unfortunately, he left at the end.

Maser had also learned to sell something here. He let out a heavy cough, imitated Father Kyran's tone, and unhurriedly announced, "Remember, your actions are not only wrong, but also illegal in this city. I will keep watch over you!"

"Hahaha," Claus almost burst out laughing, why is Father Kyran still so funny, "Oh, Maser, in this city where vampires run rampant? Our priest is so great... "

Maser nodded in tacit agreement. He told Claus that Jian An had the same thoughts as him, but he agreed with the Father Kyran – the humans and vampires of New Orleans had reached an agreement, and were protecting the local people and protecting their homes like how the witches did.

"Obviously, the witches chose a shortcut?" Claus did not believe that the witches would accept such a kind opinion.

"That's right, Claus, you know, witches are always aggressive and crazy, just like how Sophie sometimes is, they are very strong!" The witches were still insistent on the 'harvest sacrifice' ceremony, they were also trying to think of a way to make the Father Kyran not have the time to care about them.

Claus laughed and did not say a word, waiting for Maser to continue telling the story, he realized that the matter was getting more and more interesting.

Maser thought about the expression on Sophie's face when she told him this. He said that the witches were actually purely trying to recall their own power, and that they were becoming more and more distant from their ancestors.

"Claus, do you believe that we can reap what we sow?" Maser suspended the development of the story, and instead asked him a question. had also asked him this question.

Claus did not answer immediately. Instead, he punched Maser on the chest: "Heh, brother, I believe in the law of the jungle even more."

Yes, this was the way of the world. Whoever had the power would have the final say.

Maser drank quite a bit of wine in silence, and did not continue to speak.

"And then?" Claus was really curious, how would the person who claimed to be the only friend between the witches and the vampires in this city handle the war between the witches and the vampires?

"Before the Father Kyran even succeeded in warning us, their conversation was interrupted …"

"Who?" Claus casually asked. At this time, people who were close to Father Kyran probably came in.

Maser laughed, "A pretty good priest, Shawn, the nephew of the Father Kyran."

Shawn... Shawn? Shawn!

What a familiar name.

Claus squinted, he must have heard of this name somewhere before.

Since ancient times, witches had not been someone to be trifled with, and Claus knew it better than anyone else.

Maser continued to muddle along with the witches, and at the same time, solidify his own strength. His way of doing things was smart, relatively speaking, the Father Kyran who spoke rudely to them, would definitely pay the price for his actions.

Witches were a very petty race, especially Jane An, the kind of radicalist Methodist.

"Then... The witches definitely won't let them go, right? Claus thought that he would probably be able to repay a promise tonight. To his shorthand writer, it was a golden-haired girl.

The witches were very angry at Kyran's objections and actions. Sophie told Maser that an elder witch had cast a spell on his nephew, Shawn.

"Magic?" So, Shawn was really forced to face the devil in his heart, and take each step into the abyss? Poor child, he must have died for some reason.

"Yes, Shawn is a pretty good child. Unfortunately, he interrupted the debate of the witches and became their most innocent sacrifice … They had caused Shawn to lose his mind little by little, using this to distract him and give them time to continue with the preparations for the ceremony. "

Claus looked at the cup and muttered to himself. He looked gentle and gentle, a mysterious atmosphere seemed to have filled his deep and unfathomable eyes. "So that means they did something to Kyran's nephew."

"Yes," Maser thought about it and also felt a chill behind his back. It was obvious that he had such a kind personality, but he was slowly being corroded into a devil by the incantation, "After that child, he completely changed. He became very violent and liked blood. And then he killed himself, laughing. "

Shawn died in Father Kyran's church, blood still flowing.

The scene was vivid and shocking.

This was a tragedy. The church had been abandoned, and the Father Kyran blamed himself for going to another place. He had no way to face his nephew or those who believed in them.

"I think I've seen it somewhere... Did the kid kill his twin sister or did he have a twin sister or something? " Claus's wine cup was crooked, he seemed to be getting a little drunk and his mouth was running all over the place.

Maser shook his head. What was he talking about, but there was a rumor running through his mind, "No no no, it seems like someone said he had a twin sister?"

Claus nodded, he smiled and looked at Maser. Yes, you are also very familiar with him, and he was the little beauty that you had always been chasing after.

Shawn was Kamir's big brother. So this was the truth that she was chasing after.

A complete tragedy, the most innocent victim.