Song of Blood and Wine

The main city of Char, Death Divine Palace.

As the Death Divine Palace in the main city of Char, this Death Divine Palace has a status in the Soul Evocation Society, the alliance of wizards formed by Godus the Great and practicing death magic. The status of Nicholas Church in the Illuminati is generally sacred.

Although the area of ​​the Nicholas Empire is not large, from time to time there will be Lich who do not know where they come from, or the deep and unmeasurable Necromancer, who come here to pay homage.

However, what many people don't know is that in the room at the top of this temple, there is a mysterious magic method, which has been in a semi-closed open state.

As for the end of this mysterious magic method, although the Lich who manages the Tower of Darkness knows very well, because of fear, they have been silent on this topic——

As for Lich, who gave up his body in exchange for eternal life, there are not many creatures in this World that can make them feel fearful, and Archfiend, which is powerful and capable of ten thousand li, is one of them. Not to mention that what leads behind this magic method is Archfiend Narud, the second oldest Archfiend of the Nicholas Empire, the Castlevania he rules!

And, in this huge Castlevania, there is also an old acquaintance of George, the culprit who killed the unicorn Nick and finally had to resurrect the demons with George!

"Eamon!"

In Castlevania, somewhere in the magnificent promenade, the caveman steward of Castlevania was shouting towards the distant silhouette, but when he found When the silhouette was about to completely ignore him, a fire of ignorance rushed into Steward's head!

"Eamon Hamlet, stop!"

Blurred words are the rule. This time, the caveman steward directly used Law Power, and forced the silhouette on the opposite side. In situ. Afterwards, he paced at a moderate pace and came to Eamon's body. He slapped Eamon's face with a slap. The webbed palms and the pale face were heavily joined together, making a sound like firecrackers. A burst of sound.

"After eating that many losses, why did you still fail to learn? The wild and unchanging outlier Blood Race, I really don’t know what abilities Master Narud fell in love with, and actually took you Be a servant!"

The caveman steward took out a handkerchief from his chest pocket and wiped his hand as if it was dirty. He licked his lips and observed it carefully for a while. The exaggerated deformation of Eamon's cheekbones seems to be very satisfied with his masterpiece.

"Eamon, you are on duty today. You are responsible for the cleaning of the entire Castlevania upper floors. Needless to say, other places are naturally. You must pay special attention to the cleaning of Lord Narud’s living room. There is the magical power of Castlevania. In the most abundant place, there are as many treasures as traps. Although I temporarily turned off the traps, if you touch it randomly and restart the trap and lose your life, I won't wipe your ass!"

After ordering the tasks to be done and lifting the law of fixation on Eamon's body, the caveman steward walked towards the other end of the corridor at a moderate pace, leaving only a face of resentment but daring not to be angry. Eamon who dares to speak.

As an old monster who has lived for thousands of years and has almost half-stepped into the fifth-order powerhouse, the caveman steward has been dedicated to serving Archfiend Narud, although his life at home makes this The caveman steward has forgotten the experience of fighting more or less, but the longevity of thousands of years also makes his understanding of the law unmatched. This is why he, as the second in command of Castlevania, can hold the inside and outside of Castlevania. The reason for all the servants and guards up and down.

Suddenly, the caveman steward stopped his footsteps.