Chương 90: Elsa: Who do you think I am?

Just two seconds later, Jim was knocked to the ground by Grace.

Richard parted its lips, looking at the long, thin fangs that were clearly not human, and asked in disbelief, "It really is a vampire? Where did the Phoenix family find it?"

In this chaotic place of Terella, where elves, dwarves, and otherworldly beings make guest appearances, there are naturally also vampires.

However, they are few in number, concentrated in the Empire, and are notoriously arrogant, regarding ordinary humans as bread and strongly resisting cooperation with them.

Not to mention obeying humans.

It's not that there are no exceptions at all, but the Phoenix family—frankly speaking, they are just self-proclaimed barons from a peripheral region. What ability do they have to make exceptions?

Grace was also puzzled, and her thoughts wandered: "Perhaps he wasn't sent by the Phoenix family?"

Richard frowned.

If you're not from the Phoenix family, then what are you doing here?

I was hungry and wanted a snack, or maybe—he wasn't actually here to see me?

"not good!"

Richard suddenly realized a possibility, and at the same time, a scream came from Cinderella and her daughter's bedroom downstairs!

Richard and Grace rushed downstairs and flew to the mother and daughter's bedroom, where they saw another vampire knocking Mary to the ground and reaching out to grab Elsa in the corner.

"Stop! You filthy monster!"

In the blink of an eye, Richard unleashed a vicious insult, slightly slowing the vampire's movements. Grace followed closely, punching the vampire's head into a smashed watermelon.

Then Richard used the summoning of the pack, sending wolves to guard the various entrances and exits of the house, before turning to the mother and daughter and asking...

"Are you alright?"

"I... I'm fine—Kesha, she—" Although Mary had been hit, she only suffered a scratch and got up on her own without Richard's help. She rushed to her daughter and said anxiously, "She just encountered this robber, and then—her body suddenly emitted a red light, which startled the robber, but she also fainted—" A red light appeared?

Richard was startled and immediately moved closer to observe. He discovered that Elsa's eyes were closed, her breathing was rapid, her face was flushed, and steam was bubbling from her forehead.

In this state, people would believe it if you said he had a fever of 70 or 80 degrees Celsius.

She is clearly not the kind of girl a ten-year-old should look like.

Richard was confused and dared not give Elsa any medicine, so he hurriedly took out his lute and played a resting tune for her.

However, he then sensed that the other person's body was filled with chaotic magic, like a hundred huskies without leashes being released into an elementary school playground, so his music was completely ineffective.

Helpless, he turned to look at Grace.

Grace turned to look at the wall — Well, she couldn't look at anyone else anymore, so she could only sigh and spread her hands: "I rarely deal with vampires, and I don't know what's going on. It's like an illness, and it's like a curse—this is a problem that you and I can't handle. We need to find someone else to help us."

Others ———— Richard took a deep breath, then picked up Aisha, gestured for Mary to follow him, and headed straight for the temple of the Lord of Radiance.

Under the cover of night, the four of them continued without stopping until they reached the entrance of the temple.

The guard who was dozing at the gate was woken up and said impatiently, "You lot—"

"They are His Highness's friends."

Just as Richard was about to explain, Amelie emerged from the shadows near the door, dismissed the guards, and then, gesturing with her slender, cat-like waist, said to Richard, "You've finally arrived~" Richard raised an eyebrow, guessing that Isabella was hoping he would accept the invitation to the Empire, and had specially sent her maid to keep watch at the door all day.

Unfortunately, that's not why he came.

He shook his head and said, "Amélie, I'm here for help. This is my landlord's daughter. She was attacked and then fell unconscious—" Seeing that Amélie was dressed quite elegantly, Mary assumed she was some important person and, while pleading, made a gesture as if to kneel down: "Please, help my daughter!"

Amélie quickly supported Aisha, turned around and saw her condition; her expression instantly turned serious.

"High Priest Karak is not in the temple today, but Her Highness is here. She is knowledgeable and may know what this is all about." With that, Amelie led Richard and the others into the temple.

Compared to the temple of the Goddess of Wealth, the temple of the Church of Radiance was not as luxurious, but it was still quite large. The group walked around for a while, passing through two halls, before finally arriving at a small courtyard.

At this moment, Isabella, dressed in a plain white dress, was practicing her swordplay in the moonlit courtyard.

Upon seeing the arrival of the group, she smiled with joy, wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief, and quickly approached.

But immediately, before Richard could explain the reason, she noticed Elsa's condition, then frowned, her eyes revealing seven parts surprise, three parts worry, and ninety parts of a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

Richard was slightly taken aback by the pie chart.

"Isabella, do you know what's going on?"

"Um----" Isabella nodded, without explaining in detail, and simply asked Richard to put the little girl on the bench next to them.

Then she took out a small bottle of a crimson unidentified liquid from her waist, held it in her palm, and silently recited a few prayers.

A flash of white light appeared, and the liquid's color faded slightly.

Seeing this, Isabella opened the small bottle, helped Aisha up, and dripped the liquid into the latter's mouth.

After waiting for seven or eight seconds.

"Where am I, big brother?"

Elsa slowly opened her eyes, still looking a little dazed, but her body had clearly returned to normal.

"Elsa! Waaah—" Mary immediately hugged him.

Richard let out a long sigh of relief, then asked, "Is this some kind of curse?"

Isabella shook her head: "This is the awakening of a sorcerer, but because of his special bloodline and the fact that this child is too young, he is behaving too intensely."

Warlock bloodline? Wait a minute— Richard narrowed his eyes, suddenly remembering what Isabella had mentioned to him a couple of days ago about coming to Phoenix, and then he recalled the confident way Isabella had just pulled out the potion.

Could it be—

"That's right, just as you think."

Isabella guessed Richard's thoughts, looked up at the moon, and exclaimed from the bottom of her heart, "After searching for so long, I thought it was impossible, but I never expected it to be so close—"

"Um, thank you all————" At this moment, Mary calmed down a bit, turned around, and said to Richard and Isabella, "Thank you for saving Elsa, but what did you mean by 'sorcerer' just now?"

Isabella sighed softly, glanced at Mary's plain appearance—clearly not even that of a professional—and said, "Madam, your daughter is no ordinary person, but a descendant of the Conrad family, a direct descendant of the hero Franz, the heir to the Ash Bloodline, and the future Grand Duke of the Holy Roland Empire!"

Mary:?

A dizzy Elsa:???

Are there really so many people standing in this small courtyard? Where are they? I don't see them at all!

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