Chapter 11

Tarek said, "No one likes illegal immigrants. If we work together, we can maintain a comfortable and peaceful living environment. Why not do it?"

Oceania replied, "I hate your good intentions and you treat us like fools."

Tarek suggested, "I proposed an open and honest discussion, but you refused."

At this point, the argument was meaningless.

Oceania walked up to the witch and asked Bonuwa to lift her chin.

Under the sparse hair, there was a slightly familiar face.

"If I don't take her, what are you going to do with her?" he asked.

"We haven't reached a unified conclusion...I'm telling the truth," Tarek replied.

"I don't doubt that. When the world is unified, the Church will still have differences," Oceania said, "Take her down and hand her over to Messillon."

"How do you plan to dispose of her?" Tarek asked.

"Maybe sell her to a pork shop or something," Oceania suddenly thought of something and stopped, looking at him seriously, "Do you know...the Sealed Land?"

Tarek asked, "Is it the forbidden land of the blood clan?"

Through his eyes, Oceania saw confusion. Apparently, he really didn't know the answer. Oceania put aside her suspicions.

It seemed that the Church really had nothing to do with the turmoil in the Sealed Land?

The Strait of Magellan is adjacent to Antarctica and is too sensitive in location. The Church and the witch appeared there at the same time, which inevitably raised suspicions. If the Church is innocent, then the one who should be released from the seal of the Sealed Land is the witch, who always appears at the wrong time.

Oceania came out of the air-raid shelter, crossed the church, and Tarek suddenly said, "Don't you hate the church?"

"Are you suggesting that I should demolish it before leaving?" Oceania asked.

"I thought the blood clan avoided everything about the Church," Tarek said.

Oceania thought for a moment and sighed softly, "Maybe it stems from one of the seven deadly sins."

"Which one?" Tarek was curious.

Oceania walked to the door.

Messillon took a step ahead of him, had already opened the trunk, stuffed Ivon inside, then opened the back door and asked him to get in.

"Jealousy," Oceania said, her voice so light that it didn't even sound like it came from her mouth.

Tarek looked at him unexpectedly.

Oceania got into the car and pressed the window button, "We shouldn't meet again, right?"

"I thought the Church and the blood clan should have a long-term cooperative relationship," Tarek said.

Oceania said, "You were right just now. I avoid everything about the Church. Every time I meet you, it's like a nightmare. I don't want to relive it."

It seemed that Tarek had found an opportunity and eagerly threw out the question that had been on his mind for a long time: "But the night before last, you went alone to a church in Rome."

Oceania replied, "I conducted an experiment, and in the end, it proved that even though I couldn't see you moving around inside, it was more insidious than an ordinary house."

Tarek remained silent.

The car hurriedly left their sight, confirming Oceania's words.

Bonuwa stood behind Tarek, still a little dazed. "Is it over?" he asked.

Did the witch just leave the human world like this?

Did the vampires just let the witch go?

Did the human world just restore peace?

Why did he feel like it wasn't quite real?

Tarek said, "There's one more thing."

"What?" Bonuwa asked.

Tarek said, "Keep an eye on the signal from the witch and see where she's been taken."

Evon woke up and found herself tied to a cross, with her hands raised. The upper half of the cross was long, and the lower half was short, forcing her to crouch. Beneath the cross was a pool of water, shimmering and impossible to tell its depth.

Her hair was divided into four strands and tied to different ropes, with the other ends held by the same person. The man sat on a tree branch, leaning against the trunk, calm and elegant.

"It's you again! Do you know who I am?" she yelled. "I am-"

"Ivon," Oceania smiled and interrupted her.

"Let me go now, and I can forgive you!" she dreamed! If given the chance, she would kill him!

Oceania flicked one of the ropes and took a strand of her hair with it.

Ivon watched as a lock of her green hair fell from the back of her head and dangled into the mud, screaming hysterically.

The black cat hanging from the tree branch was startled and raised its ears and tail.

Then, Ivon's scalp tingled, and her hair and the rope stretched taut, as if it would snap off her scalp like the previous victim.

Oceania continued reciting poetry: "The child with a wounded knee, hair cut, but the dream remains uncut."

The black cat meowed appropriately.

The poem by Elidith was arbitrarily continued: "Admit your guilt, beg for forgiveness, it's your only way out."

The tension on Ivon's scalp finally made her see her situation clearly, and she said, "Let me down, and I will cooperate with you."

Oceania yanked out another strand of her hair. "It seems you still don't understand your situation."

With only two strands of hair left on her head, Ivon glared at him in silent anger. Below her was water, and the reflection was clear. How could she not see the few strands of hair left on her head?!

As soon as she thought of the beautiful long hair that she once had like clouds, she became sad.

Back then, she met Isfier and thought he was the most unromantic species in the world, past and present.

But then she met Barr and thought he was the most cold and violent species in the world, past and present.

But now, she met this annoying vampire who refused to even introduce himself!

The wonder of life is that if it falls today, it can still continue to fall tomorrow!

Oceania said, "If you're ready, let's start the interrogation."

Ivon took a deep breath and asked recklessly, "What do you want to know?"

"Everything you know," Oceania said.

"Do you want to know that both the Angels of War and the Angels of Destruction are gay?" Ivon challenged.

"Actually, I am too," Oceania said.

"I can tell," Ivon said sarcastically.

She knew it!

The world was almost taken over by gays, leaving this beautiful and charming witch with nowhere to go!

"Start from when you arrived in the human world," Oceania said.

"There's nothing to say. Strange architecture layout, strange housing design, strange transportation. Besides the food made by humans, I can't understand how they can survive in this maze-like world," Ivon replied.

Oceania pulled the rope and said, "The hairdresser said your two pigtails will become one."

"What do you want to hear?" Ivon asked.

"You know what," Oceania replied.

Ivon glared at him angrily... but he couldn't win. His eyes were calm, almost eerie, and as cold as Isfier's back then, who fell for the sin of apathy.

"Can you guarantee that you'll let me go if I talk?"

"I don't guarantee it."

"..."

"You have to speak too, don't you?"

"..." Ivon finally gave up resistance. "Lady Lilith wants to see Cain, but the passage to the blood clan realm is closed. She can only force him out this way."

"Lilith went to the blood clan realm and achieved her goal, so why did you stay?"

"I said the food made by humans is delicious..."

"So you went to the Antarctic to eat penguins?"

"..." Ivon said, "I also said that the human architecture layout, housing design, and transportation are all strange! I got lost!"

"Are you sure you're talking about the Antarctic continent?" Oceania asked.

"Ivon struggled in his dying breaths, 'I rarely get to visit the human world, can't I have a little sightseeing tour while I'm here?'"

"Oceania replied, 'You can, but this is your third answer after revising.'"

"Ivon replied nervously, '...' "

"Oceania slowly stood up and said, 'Since you don't want to say, that's fine.'"

"Ivon closed his eyes nervously, waiting for the fatal blow to his head, but Oceania let go of him."

"'What do you want?' she asked even more nervously."

"Oceania replied, 'Nothing much, just sending you back to hell.'"

"Ivon's eyes darted around and he asked, 'Why?'"

"Oceania replied, 'I've recently been fond of a song.'"

"'Ah?'"

"'The Good Person Has a Peaceful Life.'"

"'...' "

"As Oceania put Ivon back in the trunk, Ivon looked at her seriously and asked, 'Can I turn you into a bisexual?'"

"Oceania replied seriously, 'At most, make me sexually indifferent.'"

"'...' Ivon was completely disheartened."

"Oceania asked, 'How do we get to hell?'"

"Ivon's eyes flickered and he hesitated, 'When I came out, Lady Lilith led the way, but I didn't remember clearly. I always have trouble remembering the way.'"

"Oceania asked, 'What should I do with you?'"

"... This line?!"

"Ivon was a little excited."

"Oceania asked, 'Return you to the church or hand you over to the blood clan for judgment?'"

"Ivon said, 'Aren't you supposed to have a helpless and indulgent look in your eyes and wrap your arm around me in a domineering way at a time like this?'"

"Oceania's answer was to simply close the trunk lid."

"Messillon was still driving."

"Oceania and the black cat sat in the back seat. She wasn't worried at all about Ivon's tricks. With her strength, even if he conjured up a peony, it wouldn't make a difference."

"Messillon asked, 'Where are we going now?'"

"Oceania tapped her finger lightly on her thigh."

"Although she wanted to find out why Ivon was lingering in the human world, she didn't want to upset her real collaborator. Perhaps sending Ivon back to hell and strictly following the agreement with her collaborator was the best choice?"

"But the destruction of the seal made him doubt her collaborator's abilities. If the other party couldn't fulfill their original agreement, then what kind of pitiful end would he, who had placed all his hopes on the other party, fall into?!"

"Feeling his anxiety, the black cat extended its claws and lightly placed them on his hand."

"Oceania held the black cat in her arms and kissed its back devoutly with her lips."