"Know."

The priest nodded without hesitation:

"There is a group of down-and-out vampires in Middleburg who immigrated here a long time ago. They run red wineries, but some of them make a living by making blood wine. Among the poor at the bottom and the nobles at the top, they sell cheap or

Expensive blood brew.”

Having said this, the priest did not hide the disgusted expression on his face:

"It is said to be blood brew, but it is actually a prohibited drug mixed with blood. The church has known about this before, but since it does not involve supernatural beings, it can only participate in the operation when the police arrest them. The kingdom is very taboo with the church.

Intervene in ordinary criminal cases. But if there is no blood wine, there will be fruit wine, and if there is no fruit wine, there will be other ways. People who sell prohibited drugs cannot be caught."

This also reminded Shade of Mr. Bernhardt's evaluation of the local vampires, which was that they had "forgotten what decency is."

"The local vampires are just a bunch of drug dealers?"

Shade was amused by this.

"Yes, they are not members of the same clan. It is said that they are losers in the intra-race struggle. In fact, I hope they can cause trouble, so that the church will have sufficient reason to directly intervene and catch them all."

Priest August sighed, while Shade became more and more curious about what Bernhardt and his nephew were doing here. This group of vampires now had three sage-level relics in their hands.

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He handed one of the small test tubes to the priest and asked the priest who was proficient in potions to analyze whether there was any problem. The priest naturally agreed and then changed the topic:

"Okay, let's not talk about such annoying things. Watson, why are you here? Don't you want to come?"

"I'm going to meet a friend later."

"You have so many friends. If you have time, you can go to Auction Hall 3 to have a look. I heard there are good things in it, but I'm not sure if the news is accurate."

"Understood, I'll go take a look later. Oh, speaking of which, are there any special Rhodes cards in this auction?"

Shade asked casually.

"Of course."

Priest Augustus answered, then raised his eyebrows:

"I know you are the champion of big city players, but you can't be too addicted to this kind of game. In my opinion, the harm of Rhodes cards is only slightly lower than that of banned drugs."
Chapter completed!