Chapter 296 Don't Just Eat Candy From Uncle Strangers

Philip, who has been eating candy...

One by one, Annan was very impressed by this picture.

Chew a handful of toffee for a few words.

He peels the icing faster than melon seeds...

Even when Annan closes his eyes now, he can still remember the smell.

Should I say...Is it okay to eat at that time?

... But Annan also confirmed at the time that the candy was not a curse.

"I have an impression."

Annan nodded and asked, "What exactly is that candy?"

"It's ceremonial material for His Royal Highness Philip."

Even though she knew that Philip was the one who planned to murder her, Kaphne still politely called him "His Royal Highness".

Kaphne is so polite to everyone.

She explained softly: "He's not like us...he doesn't believe in the Silver Sir, but a devout believer in the Cup-Girl.

"As for the rotten... I think he's just trying to use him."

Use a god...

...No, it is indeed possible.

Annan narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into thought.

Although he had only met Philip once.

But as far as Philip was at the time...he didn't look like a fool.

His speech is clear, his plans are reliable, his action is strong, his courage is not small, he is still young, he can be good at the first meeting, and he has his own loyalties.

Such a person would obviously have his own ideas.

He is not so easily fooled.

Rather than saying he was a "believer of the rotman" or "using the rotman," Annan believed that they were cooperating with each other.

"Do you think... that His Royal Highness Philip is much younger than he looks?"

Before Annan could continue to ask questions, Kaphne whispered: "This is a ceremony of the woman holding the cup, called the 'Sacrament of Blood'. This is a ritual that all believers of the woman holding the cup will perform for a long time... Make your own blood healthy by taking refined foods containing the blood of any biological species daily.

"And if you use special blood for rituals, there will be some special effects. For example... rejuvenation."

Kafney said seriously: "He made toffee with devil's blood in mead to complete the ritual for himself. As long as he continued to take it, he would remain young... but as long as it was disconnected, he would Rapid aging.

"And this toffee is also the antidote for His Royal Highness Philip to ease the curse."

"...cursed?"

Annan heard a familiar word: "Is he extraordinary?"

"No, he's not, and he hates superhumans. He just fell into nightmares as a normal person and got a spell - he's been able to stay energized without sleep ever since, but his lifespan will Going by twice as fast."

Kafney denied: "His Royal Highness Philip is not an extraordinary person, nor a ritualist, nor a priest. However, although he is just an ordinary person, he will be very skilled in using rituals to achieve his goals.

Whether it's to bring yourself back to youth, or curse someone to kill..."

"...You say, return to youth?"

"yes."

Kaphne nodded heavily: "Philip once signed a contract with a certain god. He sold half of his life in exchange for a certain ability. But which god and what ability... I don't know, he Never told us.

"I was very young at that time, and I don't remember very clearly. But I remember that His Royal Highness Philip became very old at that time, and he was getting older every day than the day before... By the end, he was almost dying of old age."

"—I don't want to grow old. It's just one experience, and never again..."

Philip's words at that time suddenly sounded in Annan's heart.

……No wonder.

Annan was stunned.

No wonder Philip would say strange things like "just experience it once".

Because he did get old.

Annan asked, "Did he tell you about the contract he signed with the gods?"

He still had some doubts.

For someone like Philip who was habitually lying, Annan was full of doubts about every word he said.

Kafney frowned slightly and tried to recall it, before she answered uncertainly: "I don't remember very well... It should have been said by him himself. Because it is not the same in our place as yours... If Anyone who is particularly enthusiastic about another sibling will be wary of everyone—and His Majesty the King. His Majesty has never liked his children to form gangs, so the relationship between our families is relatively light, usually Neither would visit each other, and no one would ask too much about anyone who really had an accident. Because His Royal Highness Philip wanted to keep the power he gained from that ceremony a secret, it was not easy for us to ask him.

"In less than a year after that, His Royal Highness Philip gradually became younger again, and no one cared about it after that."

Is the environment of Noah's house like this...

Does it deserve to be said to be a family with a lion as its emblem?

...then I'm still skeptical about that statement.

Annan nodded, lost in thought.

He gradually became clear about the attitude he should maintain towards Philip.

This guy... even if he really held a ceremony and sold half of his life in order to get something, there is no doubt that he is a lunatic.

The "life" in the ceremony always refers to the first half.

If it is an ordinary person, it is enough to be deceived because of the blind spot of knowledge.

But Philip was a prince, and he couldn't possibly lack this knowledge.

And he also handed that strange candy directly to Annan.

... um, wait?

Suddenly, Annan realized something.

He looked up and asked Kaphne, "What if someone else ate his candy...?"

"It won't be so, except it will make you feel happy and calm, after all, it is made of blood and milk. But because everyone feels sick, no one eats it."

"……blood?"

Annan was stunned.

Devil's blood is the transformation of the devil... how should I say it should be devil juice?

He suddenly realized what was wrong--

Annan himself learned the effect and source of the Devil's Blood through a system panel check.

And the spells of the edict school seem to have a type specially used for checking...

--That's the problem.

From Salvatore's understanding of the hammer, this check probably does not include functions, or is lacking. But its name can still be checked out.

Annan asked without hesitation: "Kaffine, do you know what the function of that demon blood is?"

"...Isn't it used to strengthen the properties of the object itself?"

A little frightened by Annan's suddenly raised voice, Kaphne was a little stunned.

Sure enough.

Annan was silent for a while, and then asked, "Did he tell you that?

"Have you ever drunk his wine?"

"No, Your Highness. I never drank his wine, nor could I eat his sugar."

The corners of Kaphne's mouth rose, and she replied with some contentment: "You can rest assured. Our Noah family's children are constantly being kidnapped and assassinated before it can be remembered. The earliest assassination I can remember was when I was five When I was 12 years old. I was poisoned in dim sum and black tea at that time...I still have a lot of experience in how to identify poisons."

"No, I mean."

Annan said slowly: "The blood of the devil is not the blood of the devil... but a transformation called 'the blood of the devil', the main ingredient in it is the soul of the devil. Those who take the blood of the devil, the erosion degree will be reduced. Being promoted to the maximum, even ordinary people will directly become superhumans at the peak of the bronze rank, but they will soon be out of control and demonized due to the erosion of the curse. Do you know this?

"Even if the toffee is extremely diluted... If you eat a large amount, it will probably increase the erosion.

"Your erosion is so high... Could it be that you drank poisoned wine unconsciously?"

"..."

Hearing Annan's words, Kaphne suddenly fell silent.

She shook her head slowly.

The tone gradually became solemn and serious, and he reached out and took Annan's hand.

She rarely addressed Annan by his first name, and asked softly and eagerly, "Annan... don't go to the capital, okay?"

"……What's wrong?"

"It is true that I have not eaten anything from His Royal Highness Philip, but I have received some boozy chocolate from His Majesty."

Kafney said word by word: "At that time, I had already become a superhuman. Soon after that, I almost lost control because of the excessive erosion, and finally embarked on the road of depravity under the guidance of the teacher.

"Later the teacher took me to hunt illegal superhumans. Until he asked me to hunt the wizard from the black tower, I refused to follow his orders. Because at that time, I could resist the spirit of that person without the help of the teacher. Controlled. But my father's spirit is still controlled. He doesn't know anything, he just lives in the dark... I won't let him know too much, and the person he knows will also know.

"So he didn't know that I was a degenerate, and he didn't know that the content of my 'class' was killing people, and he didn't know that I had a terrible nickname like 'Shadow Demon'.

"The effect of the devil's blood is not just what Philip said; when it comes to food and magical materials, I don't believe what he said. I asked the teacher to ask for it, but the answer the teacher told me was different from that of Philip. Your Highness said the same."

Having said that, Kaphne took a deep breath.

She calmed down her emotions before slowly saying:

"—The teacher who led me down the path of depravity is the Nicholas Flamel you were looking for.

"The 'Great Sage' of the Hermetic School."

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