Chapter 12

Returning to Britannia once again, it happened to be a rainy day. The drizzling rain flew obliquely, and the dripping water splashed, the misty rain curtain isolating the noise and blurring the prosperity.

Messillon, who had been driving day and night, filled up the gas at the gas station and drove all the way to the Blate Castle.

The sheltered blood clan had already left, but the planted fruits grew even more lush in midsummer.

The car stopped at the foot of the mountain. Oceania carried the black cat and Ivon up the mountain. She was given a tranquilizer by Messillon, so that she could calm down and stop thinking about escaping. Her poor hair was left with no strands after the continuous struggle, full of pits and bumps from the violent digging. Her face was still intact, but when she was sober, it was always twisted and unrecognizable.

Oceania came to the door and raised her hand to knock.

At this moment, he definitely did not expect that an extremely distinguished visitor had come to the Blate Castle.

Neither of the castle's two owners had expected it before the visitor arrived.

After the arrival, the two owners--

Barr: "Has Hell been taken over by Heaven? Even you have to come begging?"

Wang Xiaoming: "Welcome to my house!"

"I do prefer to hear people talk." Mamen brushed off the rainwater on her shoulders. "Don't bother too much to entertain me. Just give me back everything I sent before."

Barr crossed his arms and put on a long-lost hooligan posture. "I don't remember you sending anything."

"Yes, you did." Wang Xiaoming suddenly appeared and disappeared like the wind, holding a pile of packages from Hell and deeply worried about Barr's memory. "Don't you remember?"

"..."

Barr sent them thousands of miles away in a second, then said expressionlessly, "You must have seen it wrong."

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Mamen said, "Your shopping bills have been returned."

Barr raised his eyebrows and said ominously, "Should Cain return it?" He had blocked Lilith for the blood clan, such a great favor, but only received a small return, and it was actually refused?! Except for the ungrateful blood clan--Wang Xiaoming.

Mamen said, "The blood clan world is still closed."

Barr's face cleared up in a second. "Charge it first, and ask them for it when the blood clan world opens."

Mamen spread his hands regretfully, "Your credit is insufficient, and there is no account to be extended."

"Is that so?" Barr's face changed and he was about to explode, but then he heard Mamen continue, "If you can do me a small favor, I can temporarily not take back the goods you purchased until the vampire world opens, and then decide their fate."

"That doesn't seem up to you." Barr sneered, there was no way he would give up what he had already consumed!

Mamen innocently looked at Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming was so guilty that he couldn't help himself.

"Wait a minute!" Barr grabbed his partner's elbow and stared at Mamen coldly, grinding his teeth and asking, "What small favor?!"

"Find Ivon."

Barr's face was confused, "What the hell is that?"

Mamen said, "The witch who chased the vampires with Lilith."

Barr asked with some excitement, "Are you finally realizing that you're starting and quitting on Metatron?"

"No..."

"Well done!" With the mentality of chaos in the world and my love for it, he wished that heaven would write a letter to denounce hell, and then the holy war would begin again - the last time was not satisfying enough, so this time was just right to continue.

"Not that!" This time it was Mamen's turn to grit his teeth. He squeezed out a smile and said, "Don't worry. Even if the world ends, the sea dries up, and the rocks crumble, I will still be with him!"

Wang Xiaoming held his face, completely moved.

Barr hugged Wang Xiaoming's shoulders and said, "So, it means we'll part ways when the weather is nice, and the birds are singing."

Mamen: "..."

The doorbell rang, and Wang Xiaoming opened the door remotely.

Oceania appeared at the door holding Ivon. "Did I disturb you?" Although she did not recognize the person dressed in purple who looked so elegant and chic, she instinctively felt the danger.

Mamen looked at Ivon in her hand and smiled charmingly, "No, you came just in time."

After Wang Xiaoming introduced the identities of both parties, Oceania put away her surprise and handed Ivon to Mamen, "Great, I was just thinking of sending her back to hell."

Mamen didn't take her, letting her lie on the ground, with a smile of unknown meaning on his lips, "Thank you very much for your generous help, which saved me a lot of trouble. I welcome you to visit hell in the name of the Demon King."

It was a quite polite invitation.

But Oceania didn't give face, "No need."

Barr sneered.

Wang Xiaoming, sensing the atmosphere was getting tense, asked politely, "Would you like some chicken soup?"

Barr grumpily said, "No amount of soul chicken soup can heal the emotional trauma I received today."

Mamen smiled, "The chicken soup should be for us."

Barr's face turned black in an instant.

Their atmosphere was so harmonious that Oceania stood out. But she had no intention of fitting in, and soon said goodbye.

Wang Xiaoming politely urged, "It's already dark, why don't you stay for the night?"

"They're active at night and sleep during the day." Barr said, "..." After being a vampire for several years, he still couldn't get rid of human thinking.

After Oceania left, Mammon seemed lost in thought and said, "He doesn't seem to like me very much."

Barr said, "That's because the sun has been rising from the east and setting in the west recently."

Mammon said, "I can understand not liking Hell, and I can understand not liking the Devil, but I represent wealth... How can anyone not like wealth?"

Barr replied, "What rivals your wealth is your stinginess."

"..." Mammon changed the subject, "I brought Ivon back with me, remember to give me the unpaid goods."

Barr gritted his teeth and said, "You just said that helping you with a small favor meant you wouldn't have to pay me back."

"But you didn't help."

As soon as Mammon finished speaking, Ivon disappeared from the ground. Barr lifted his chin arrogantly and said, "Now you need my help, don't you?"

Mammon said, "..." Go back and ask Michael and Lucifer how much money it would take to get them to lock him up again.

Barr said, "If you want to redeem her, bring another basket of black starstones."

Mammon smiled as she touched the black starstone ring on her finger, "You like it, you can have it."

Barr frowned, "You don't want it?"

Mammon shrugged, "Lucifer wants it, I'll make him come get it himself."

...

She really didn't want to see him!

The shadow of herself being thrown into the black star pearl and needing to be watered with love to regain new life was still firmly entrenched in Barr's mind.

Ivon suddenly reappeared in her original position. From the red swelling on her forehead, it seemed that the treatment just now was not very good. She woke up faintly and was thinking about how to persuade Oceania to let her leave when she heard Barr's voice.

"Take her and leave immediately."

She opened her eyes, and the familiar and elegant figure almost made her heart stop!

"Ivon," Mammon called out softly.

Ivon stiffly looked up at Mammon, and forced a smile, "Mammon... My lady... I'm really happy to see you."

Mammon smiled faintly and said, "Really? You drove away the goat demon who was supposed to take you back to Hell and fled to the South Pole alone. I thought you were avoiding me."

Ivon explained anxiously, "That's not it. I just wanted to take a look around in the human world. It was my first time here, and I felt very fresh."

Mammon said, "So you smuggled into the human world to deal with the blood race?"

Ivon hurriedly explained, "It was Lady Lilith's order!"

"Besides that, what did she order you to do?" Mammon stepped back, creating distance between them, and looked down at her.

Mammon and Barr were both legendary figures, only appearing in myths and legends. In comparison, her own legend was truly lackluster.

However, no matter how brilliant their pasts were, they couldn't overcome their desires and were eventually expelled from heaven.

Although fallen angels and bloodsuckers were both abandoned by the gods and should have sympathized with each other, he couldn't bring himself to have any fondness for Mammon or Barr.

He stopped in his tracks and looked back at the castle.

Perhaps it was jealousy.

Compared to himself, who only had the lonely shadow as his companion, they had friends, loved ones, and a warm home, which was truly overly happy.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and regained his elegant and calm demeanor as he walked up to the car.

The black cat had been following behind him the whole time, seemingly aware of his bad mood. It didn't rashly jump out to disturb him until he got into the car, at which point it leapt onto his lap.

As he closed the car door, Oceania smelled a familiar scent of holy water and was prompted to ask, "Where is the nearest church?"

Messillon was taken aback and asked, "Does it make you uncomfortable? I'll steer clear of it."

"No, I want to go see it," Oceania said. "There's an upside-down cross hanging in the window that I can see."

Although he found it strange, Messillon didn't ask any more questions.

Of course, there wouldn't be a church near the Bret Castle. They had to go to the nearest small town before they saw a small church. The church was so small that when Messillon parked the car in front of the door, he could see a faint light inside.

Was there someone in the church?

Messillon looked at Oceania. He was sure his employer had also noticed this and thought he would change his mind. He was wrong. Oceania placed the cat on the seat and quickly closed the door before it could jump out. Then she made a gesture for Messillon to drive away.

The black cat scratched at the car window with all its might. When it saw that the other person was indifferent, it looked at him pitifully with its yellow-green eyes.

Oceania blew it a kiss and waved her hand.

The car quickly drove away.

Once it had completely disappeared from view, Oceania turned and walked into the church.

There was still a light shining on the cross.

But this time, the figure in the light was more bloated than ever before, so bloated that it was blurry and only looked like a black lump.

"Is there news?" Oceania asked directly as soon as she opened the door.

"Uh, yes," the figure in the light stuttered.

Oceania still sat in the front row on the left and scanned her surroundings subconsciously. "Where is he?"

"He was taken by the Holy See."

The atmosphere froze instantly.