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This is one of the many unfinished buildings in the industrial area of Misaki Town.
It is located in a relatively secluded area.
Surrounded by other buildings that provide cover, light cannot penetrate inside.
The air is always dark and cold.
Inside such a building, in a dim concrete room, a figure leans against the wall and sits as if taking a nap.
The rhythmic sound of breathing can be heard. However, it does not resemble human breathing, but rather the breathing of a wild animal.
Amidst the chaotic state caused by the increasingly cold air, the figure continues to sleep with his head lowered.
In their hand, they grip a knife with a blade shaped like the fangs of a wild beast.
*Drip, Drip...*
Amidst the sound of dripping liquid, crimson blood flows from the jagged knife, staining the ground red.
Upon closer inspection, the area around the nodder is littered with dismembered corpses, turning the surroundings into a sea of blood.
The pungent smell of blood fills the air.
Until the sound of footsteps echoes.
*Growl...*
*Growl...*
A few beastly roars rise and fall as if accompanying the scene.
These sounds are all coming from the approaching person.
The person is tall, dressed in a black cloak, with a face as unyielding as stone and an expressionless demeanor. His eyes are cold and mechanical like a machine.
If Fang Li and Arcueid were here, they would undoubtedly recognize him immediately.
This person is indeed the supposedly deceased Nrvnqsr.
One of the Twenty-seven Ancestors, the tenth-ranked high-level Dead Apostle, slowly walks forward, ignoring the sea of blood and corpses around him, stepping over the dismembered bodies and stepping on the sticky blood, and heads towards the figure leaning against the wall.
Looking at the figure leaning against the wall, sitting on the ground with a ferocious knife in his hand, and breathing like a wild beast, Nrvnqsr speaks with an indifferent tone.
"It Failed."
At these words, the figure with the frenzied breathing gradually raises their head.
The person is a man with disheveled black hair, wearing only a shirt and long pants.
The man's appearance is nondescript, but his eyes are snake-like, with long, narrow pupils.
This man looks at Nrvnqsr and grins as a cruel expression slowly forms on his face.
"Failure is not a problem," The man says. "It was just a whim to begin with. If the Princess and the Executor end up in a fight that leaves only one side standing then that would be great. If not, it's of no concern."
From the man's words, it is clear that the meeting between Arcueid and Ciel was not a coincidence, but something deliberately orchestrated.
It makes sense.
When Arcueid was caught in the torment of Vampiric Impulses, Ciel appeared at just the right time. To call it a coincidence seems implausible.
In fact, it was because the man had keenly sensed Arcueid's condition and then had Nrvnqsr use several wild beasts to attack Ciel, subsequently drawing Ciel to Arcueid's vicinity, resulting in Ciel discovering the affected Arcueid.
After that, there was nothing to worry about.
For the Executors of the Burial Agency, who view heretics as absolute enemies to be exterminated, a True Ancestor affected by Vampiric Impulses cannot be left unchecked.
Thus, the clash between Arcueid and Ciel was only inevitable.
"How did you discover that the Princess' Vampiric Impulses had already manifested?" Nrvnqsr asked without a hint of curiosity in his voice, and it felt as if he was merely posing it as a question. "Although the Princess has indeed become very weak, and her remaining strength may not be enough to suppress the Vampiric Impulses, the timing of their manifestation is uncertain. You've been here the whole time, how could you know about the Princess' condition?"
After all, unlike Arcueid, who can move about freely during the day, neither Nrvnqsr nor this man would venture out during the day as a Dead Apostle, who is only partially unaging and only works at night.
Even Nrvnqsr, who only uses wild beasts to accomplish tasks, has not gone out just now.
Since he didn't go out and stayed here, how did the man discover that Arcueid's condition was problematic?
"I just sensed it," The man, looking like a gloomy and cold snake, sneered and said, "You should know that my relationship with the White Princess is not as simple as it seems on the surface, right?"
Upon hearing this, Nrvnqsr seemed to understand something.
"So that's how it is. The princess was deceived by you due to her Vampiric Impulses and drank your blood, turning you into a Dead Apostle. Since you took some of the Princess' power, it's not surprising that there's a strange connection between you and the princess."
"Am I right?"
"----' Serpent.'"
Hearing this, the Dead Apostle known as 'Serpent' became increasingly gloomy and cold, with a cruel expression on his face. He raised the knife in his hand and pointed it at Nrvnqsr.
"The same thing could work on you," The man said with implicit meaning. "I have also taken some of your power, and with the Reality Marble in your body now under my control, if you try to do anything untoward, I will feel it immediately."
This was undoubtedly a threat.
This threat also caused Nrvnqsr's expression to change as well.
It became frightening.
"Rest assured, I will not forget," Nrvnqsr said with great restraint. "I will never forget the humiliation you have caused me."
"That's good to know," The man said nonchalantly. "After all, we are old acquaintances. Once this matter is resolved, we will go our separate ways. For now, let me make full use of you."
Nrvnqsr did not respond, just maintained a cold expression as he continued to watch the man.
The advice given was brief.
"To be honest, your actions really make me wonder if you've lost your mind. Aren't you afraid that the hounds of the Church will swarm here and execute you?"
To this question, the man replied:
"As long as I have the True Ancestor Princess, the Church is nothing," The man said while narrowing his eyes. "What is more important to me are those two people.
Saying this, the man lightly tapped his knife on the pool of blood on the ground.
Immediately, the blood pool rippled and showed two faces like a mirror.
"Nanaya Fang Li."
"Tohno Shiki."
Seeing these two people, the Dead Apostle known as 'Serpent' sneered.
"As fellow users of this pair of eyes, let me see if you can use them better than I can."
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