Actually, before Maser went to see Claus, he had gone to the church alone, and wanted to make some special arrangements for him.

At that time, the Father Kyran was busy cleaning up his God Equipment Room, the intellectual turned around and saw the rushed Maser, as well as the vampires that were walking in and out of his church, "Look, who's here, my dear Maser, are you here to visit the little prisoner that you are holding in the attic?"

Maser was too lazy to joke around with him, he was busy, he could only helplessly admit defeat, "Rest, my Priest," Maser responded to his ridicule with certainty, "Davina is never his prisoner, I will move her away tonight. Now, too many people know where she is."

Yes, to Maser, Davina was never a prisoner. She was his family, someone he wanted to protect well.

Father Kyran also stopped showing his disgust and started to seriously consider the question. "After I left the town, I've always heard that you were busy with something. Maser, use that girl and forbid witches from using magic."

Maser suddenly turned around, he did not need anyone to tell him what to do, what not to do, even if it was this incomparably honorable priest, "I'm not intentionally offending you, Father Kyran, if you intend to uphold the rights of a witch, then we have nothing to say."

Maser ran up quickly and pushed open the door of Davina's room. He wanted to quickly settle this matter.

"Good news, Davina," Maser happily hugged Davina, held up the girl and walked in a circle, "I want you to move out of this narrow trash heap, I have prepared a new home for you."

Davina was pleasantly surprised, her expression started to light up, and as she hugged Maser tightly, she couldn't help but reveal a happy smile, "Really? "When?"

Maser told her a few things, and he nodded his head to confirm it, "Tonight, I have to make certain arrangements. You will like it, I'll come pick you up later."

When he passed by, he saw Elijah's coffin. The lid seemed to be quite loose and it gave off a faint light. He stopped in his tracks and suddenly wanted to take a look. Maser lowered his head, reached out, and was just about to lift the lid to confirm Elijah's situation, but while thinking, was Davina still researching how to kill the ancestor?

This lovely little witch of his was really a little stubborn.

Davina's expression changed slightly as she got closer to Maser, and then, she used her will to stop Maser's movements. Her tone was filled with concern and nervousness.

"Don't touch him, I'm casting a spell."

Maser took a step back, he did not want to be accidentally hurt by the incantation, so he had no way to resist Davina's strength, "Alright, that must be very effective then, dear Davina, you take care of it first, okay? "As long as you bring what you want, I will buy you anything else you need."

"Alright!" Davina nodded her head, she was impatient, she had always longed for freedom.

The moment Maser left, Davina lowered his head, the smile on his face seemed to have been blown away by the wind, he regained his expressionless face, and then moved his slender hand.

The door opened automatically without any wind and was immediately shut.

Behind the door, an elegant and noble man walked out — — Elijah.

Davina raised her head and watched Elijah approach her, in a graceful manner that was neither fast nor slow.

This kind of man, was actually brothers with that demon? She couldn't help but to praise the God of Creation's miracles, Claus and Elijah?

Elijah rotated his exquisite sleeves and sat down beside her. He asked with some suspicion and surprise, "Davina, you didn't tell him that I'm awake."

Davina's attitude was extremely complicated, she seemed as if she didn't care about Elijah's question at all, and only replied indifferently, "So what? We're not done talking yet."

Elijah did not pursue the matter further, but only spoke out the results of his observation. It seemed like his plan was not that simple, Davina seemed to care about Maser a lot, "You and Maser seem to be very close."

's face flashed with gratitude and reminiscence, she nodded her head and admitted it, compared to the others, Maser had always been important, "Maser is my family."

Elijah tried to find another crack in the wall, but as he tried to figure it out, he said, "But Maser is happy to hurt the witches. Those witches, that family, I think they should be your family members. Doesn't that bother you? "

"No," Davina's eyes were blazing with hatred, she seemed to hate witches so much that her face turned green, and she squeezed out a sentence from her throat, "They deserved it!"

Elijah thought that he had gotten hold of some important clue. Davina hated witches, and hated them to the extreme. "Why do you say that?"

"They are all liars!" Davina's body trembled as she started to complain about the atrocities and cruelty of the witches.

"Then... What does it have to do with that 'harvest sacrifice' you were talking about? " Elijah consoled her in a low voice as his expression sank into grief and hatred.

Davina gradually began to think back, and remembering was also a painful thing. Elijah listened to her intermittent narration of a sad story.

"..." Yes, 'Harvest Sacrifice' .. They let me and my friends finish this ceremony, they said that our participation will give our families strength and health, and we will be forever respected as the saviors of this group of witches, but what they really want is more power. "

"Strength?" Elijah kept hearing this words, and couldn't help but ask, "How do you want to obtain power?" So, the key point had always been strength?

Davina's strange mouth began to smile and sighed sorrowfully, "Yes, that's why I left before they succeeded. They don't have much time left right now, because the harvest will start after the sacrifice .. If they were unable to complete the harvest sacrifice, there would be no harvest. Very quickly, all of the witches with French Region would begin to lose their ability. In the end, all of them will no longer be witches, and they will slowly become ordinary people. "

Davina seemed to be victorious as her entire body was filled with a determination to never let the ceremony end smoothly.

Elijah nodded, he had basically understood the situation, but he was more curious about another question, "So, what do the witches need to do to complete this ceremony?"

Davina lifted up her face, replying to Elijah's question with complete innocence, "Very simple, I must die."