Monster Lord: The Goblin Offers the Saintess to Me at the Start

The Blood Clan continued to tempt.

"Just say they all died in an accident."

"You know that Minnet City is currently experiencing a blood plague. If all the members of the Knight Order are dead, their families won't find it suspicious, right?"

"This way, you won't be targeted!"

"See, I am very sincere. I can help you solve all your problems."

"The only thing I ask in return is simple. When you truly become the Spear of Holy Flame, help us with a few small favors. Don't worry, I won't interfere with your position as a knight. You will still be revered in the Church."

The Blood Clan figure was manipulative, but he had no real intention of letting anyone go.

The grand drama he wanted to see was divided into two acts: one was the beloved lovers turning on each other in a deadly conflict, and the other was the Spear of Holy Flame, after falling, realizing she still had no chance of survival, and screaming in despair.

Each scene was considered extremely beautiful by many!

He was dying, but before his death, he could enjoy this perfect play he had directed.

It would be worth dying for!

Seeing this, Sivis remained silent. He thought for a moment and then decided to put on a terrified and frightened expression.

He knew some of the Blood Clan's habits and guessed that the other party was trying to test their humanity and toy with his and Vikalina's relationship. So, he decided to play along...

The more he delayed, the more time he could buy.

He didn't want to unleash his Evil God power and absorb the blood piercing to advance directly. However, Sivis's body was passively digesting the Blood Clan's power.

With each second, Sivis was taking a step closer to the Extraordinary Realm.

He was eager to prolong the conversation with the Blood Clan figure.

So, Sivis acted without hesitation, making faces, contorting his expressions, and feigning hesitation.

The focus was on the struggle of a person being tested.

The Blood Clan figure, witnessing this, laughed maniacally: "What, you're looking at me with that expression? Afraid, scared? How about I give you a chance too!"

He threw another blade, embedding it in the ground in front of Sivis: "This female knight trusts you so much, doesn't she? If she can't bring herself to kill you, you can kill her. I already said, I only want the Blood Shackles. If you kill her, I might spare your life."

The Blood Clan figure knew his words were full of holes. He had previously threatened to torture Sivis severely, yet now he was offering to let him go easily.

But he didn't care. Years of experience taught him that whether his words were believed didn't depend on their credibility, but on whether the other party wanted to believe them.

He saw the fear and cowardice in the young noble's heart and was certain that the other would go to any lengths to survive, even betraying his companion.

"Isn't this delicious? To see the once brave and resolute Vikalina, who has been protecting her beloved, betrayed and showing a look of utter despair—it's enough to make one's blood boil."

He suddenly felt that even dying here would not be entirely in vain. To witness the heir of the Church's Spear of Holy Flame showing such a tragic and desperate face—let alone himself, even the great god who silently watches over the Blood Clan would find it pleasing!

And besides...

The Blood Clan figure had one more ingenious little design.

That was, the knife he gave to Sivis was just a regular weapon, completely incapable of killing a Silver-rank powerhouse.

After Vikalina confirmed she had been betrayed...

What would she do? It was too exciting to anticipate.

The Blood Clan figure grew increasingly delighted.

What he had said to Vikalina earlier wasn't entirely false. Indeed, many of the Church's titled knights and divine warriors chose to betray and fall, but more often, they were only slightly flawed in their private morals. When it came to major issues, they wouldn't collaborate with the descendants of the Evil God.

The previous Spear of Holy Flame was one of the Church's greatest disgraces in a thousand years, and the news had always been suppressed.

Vikalina didn't know that the former Spear of Holy Flame wasn't honored and lived out her days in peace. Instead, she was secretly executed by the Church, and it was publicly claimed that her cultivation method couldn't extend her lifespan, and she was just an ordinary human who "died of old age."

If Vikalina were betrayed by Sivis, or if she abandoned her faith and killed her lover, it would be an extremely beautiful experience for the Blood Clan figure!

For the weakened Sea of Blood God, it would also be a blessing, possibly restoring a significant amount of divine power from such a fall and desecration.

At that moment, Sivis's body was trembling uncontrollably, and he had a terrified and fearful look.

The female knight quietly turned her head and met his gaze.

In an instant, Vikalina noticed that her eyes reflected the other's fearful and scared appearance, but Sivis's eyes were unusually calm, as if he were planning something.

Sure enough...

Vikalina figured out the truth. Sivis would be afraid? Would be terrified by the Blood Clan's actions!

He was just acting!

What about me?

Should I act too?

But can my acting fool the Blood Clan?

A hint of hesitation flashed across Vikalina's face. She and Sivis had perfect默契 (chemistry), and she understood that he wanted to buy time. She also knew that her companion would break through soon.

Should I really do this?

She felt a bit embarrassed — to stand by Sivis, she had already torn her face with the Knight Order. To protect him, she had abandoned the common people, she still considered him her most important partner even though she knew he would use Blood Clan powers.

Now, lying and deceiving wouldn't make much of a difference.

But Vikalina didn't feel she had the ability to do it!

Fortunately, she didn't need a brilliant performance. Just standing there, appearing dazed, was enough to convey the complex state of mind of the Spear of Holy Flame's successor, torn between heaven and earth.

Therefore...

The Blood Clan figure watched with great interest, seemingly waiting for the two to engage in a brutal fight and determine a survivor.

But he waited for a long time, several minutes passed, and the two still stood facing each other with deep emotion, showing no signs of making a move.

"???" He looked at Sivis with confusion, who still appeared panicked. "I'm sorry, I can't do it, I can't bring myself to..." Then he dropped the knife on the ground with a clatter, looking genuinely conflicted.

So, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

That's fine... it's normal.

The Blood Clan figure couldn't resist trying to coax him: "It's okay, don't be afraid. It's simple, just pick up the knife and stab her in the chest. It's just a quick jab, very easy, no problem."

He spoke softly and gently, continuously urging and repeating.

Sure enough, Sivis picked up the knife again, took two hesitant steps forward, and then fearfully dropped the knife once more...

Hmm?

Still afraid?

No worries, this is just a young noble, it's reasonable for him to have poor mental fortitude.

He tried to persuade Sivis again.

Sivis put on another act.

The Blood Clan figure tried a third time, and Sivis performed a third time...

Finally, after the fourth time, the figure's face showed some impatience. He turned to the female knight: "Wait, Vikalina, are you just going to stand there? Didn't you see him pick up the knife? He already has the intention to kill you. What's the point of caring about him now?"

"Why not strike first! Trust me, killing him will be fine! You are the successor of the Spear of Holy Flame, no one will know what you did, as long as you survive and get back, it will be fine!"

"No one will care if you kill a young noble!"

"I can help you deal with those troubles. Those Knight Order bastards have power in the Church. If they keep holding you back, how can you achieve your ideals and dreams?"

"Let me help you, of course, you have to help me first!"

The figure didn't know what Vikalina's ideals and dreams were, but that didn't stop him from using them as a reason to deceive her.

Vikalina was a poor actress. She just continued to remain silent, her body trembling slightly, as if she had heard his words.

The Blood Clan figure became instantly excited!

The fall of the Spear of Holy Flame's successor was far more significant than Sivis's thoughts!

The Blood Clan figure, in his excitement, spoke again, hoping to persuade Vikalina to take action.

The female knight remained unmoved, at most trembling a bit more to show she was listening, but it was quite perfunctory.

What made the Blood Clan figure even angrier was that while he was talking to the female knight, Sivis simply sat to the side, dazed, as if all his previous fear and anxiety had vanished.

This made the Blood Clan figure feel, for some reason, like he was being toyed with.

It must be an illusion...

It has to be an illusion!

He refused to believe otherwise. The Blood Clan figure had lived for many years and had caused countless people to fall. How could the two in front of him be so fearless of life and death?

It was impossible.

After just a few seconds of trying, Vikalina still only trembled, showing no reaction to the outside world.

This left the figure feeling a bit helpless.

He could only console himself that the Church's Spear of Holy Flame must always be more resolute than ordinary people.

Frustrated by their stubbornness, the figure turned his attention back to Sivis: "Sivis, it seems I can't persuade your partner. I really envy you having such a lover."

"But since she loves you so much, isn't it fitting for her to give her life for you? You are the sole heir of the Dais family, and you have a maid waiting for you. You must survive!"

"This female knight wants to die for her ideals and morals. She's holding back to help you succeed. What are you hesitating about? Do you want to let her down?"

After another round of persuasion, Sivis seemed to have some reaction, but he was still hesitant and struggling. He dropped the knife and began pacing anxiously. Out of desperation, the Blood Clan figure continued to persuade him repeatedly.

"You can do it!"

"You just want to survive. What's wrong with that?"

"Take action, don't hesitate anymore!"

Sivis was actually quite obedient, whenever the figure spoke, he would firm up his resolve, raise the knife, and prepare to kill his companion to save his own life.

But in the end, he would always give up.

The figure couldn't stop his appeals. The moment he paused, Sivis would freeze again.

After a few more attempts, a hint of impatience flashed in the Blood Clan's eyes.

What's going on here?