Chapter 470 (1/2)

He tried his best to resist the feeling of nausea. Father Kieran tried to tell himself that in order to live, let alone drink blood, they must try any suffering.

Klaus's behavior told father Kieran that now, they had only one choice, that is, father Kieran. He was bored with the blood Klaus gave him.

Klaus looked at father Kieran. He drank blood, nodded, walked aside, took a sharp knife from his body, pulled father Kieran's wrist, went down with a knife, cut his palm hard, and began to bleed hard.

The more straightforward the action, the less suffering father Kieran suffered. Therefore, Klaus didn't think of anything else at all, but found the main artery accurately.

A knife cut down so neatly!

The blood hissed out of the cut. Klaus took a tool and put it under it to avoid accidentally polluting the Holy Church, didn't he?

While bleeding and squeezing, Klaus did it without blinking. He was not too professional than those who killed pigs and sheep.

Camille had no reaction to his quick and accurate action and speed. He only looked at the liquid dripping with red eyes.

Gathered in the jar of the sacred vessel, and soon it overflowed the bottom, a coquettish red.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.

”Tell me, Klaus, are you sure it works?” Camille didn't know if he had asked, but Klaus answered her question, ”I'm not sure about this. However, if the priest has Verbena in his body, I can't use mind control to deal with bastina's spell. Therefore, our first step is to shed his blood.”