Sabin's enthusiasm makes Sophie in a good mood. She hasn't been so happy for a long time. Since the tragedy, she seems to have lost her ability to be happy.

However, the situation is completely different now. Sophie felt the power all over her body. She began to take the initiative. Yes, Sophie believes that she has found the right way.

Sophie smiled proudly. She said to her friend that she had found the right way. Sabin's hand was casually placed on her back, stained with blood, so she drew a subtle shape from her backpack.

Sophie looked at Sabin excitedly and wanted to share her joy. "We need the help of an elder, right? I know how to become an elder."

Sabin laughed and retorted like hearing a joke. "Sophie, you can't be an elder. Have you forgotten? Our mana must be taught to you by other elders, and they are all dead, okay? "

Sophie's eyes turned cunningly for a few times. She caught a smile. Human beings are flexible creatures, "Hey, how about we learn from the experience of our predecessors? I checked. In 1742, there was a bloody massacre of witches. All the elders died in the massacre, so they decided who among the witches could worship the most powerful witch who had died, and she could become an elder. "

Sabin's face changed for a moment. Don't look away. Her face was neither sad nor sad, nor envious, but a deep hatred. Her anger was suppressed in the middle of her eyebrows. Unfortunately, Sophie didn't find it. She was just talking excitedly.

"... yes, Sabin, I want to tell you that they succeeded!" Sophie's meaning is obvious. Since some of them have succeeded before, she naturally has a great possibility of success. She can borrow the power of the elderly, and then complete their harvest sacrifice to wake up her Monique!

... yes, at this moment, Sophie thinks she can succeed!