When Robin ran towards Rowling's room, there was no one in the room.

Only the open windows are proclaiming something.

Organic black ink marks on the windowsill.

That was left behind the vampire's blood-stained boots.

The wind surged in from outside the window, blew the curtains and lifted the sheets.

The temperature in the whole room seemed to have dropped a little bit.

"What happened just now?"

Robin came out of the room, pressing his hands hard, grabbing Little Alsey's collar.

Now only this guard can know all this.

Little Alsey's eyes were dazed, and her head turned to one side, still unable to believe the reality of her failure.

Bang!

Robin raised his hand and slapped her heavily in the face.

At this time, everyone in the temple who realized something was wrong came to the second floor.

Little Alsey felt the scorching pain from his face, and then he raised his head as if he had woken up from a dream.

"Sir Rowling, she..." Little Alsey said with difficulty, "I was captured by a vampire."

"vampire……?"

Robin retreated as if struck by lightning.

But his brain immediately reacted, and it would not take more than twenty seconds from the time Rowling screamed before they appeared here.

"It's still time." Robin stood up and looked down the windowsill. "She has not been taken away for a long time, and we can still chase him."

Robin chanted a spell, and a pair of wide shiny wings appeared behind him.

Wings of Light.

"Robin." Kay stopped him and grabbed his shoulder tightly. "It's too dangerous. We don't know who the other party is, how many people there, and we don't know where they went..."

She stared into Robin's eyes and said in a deep voice, "Don't let anger run wild at any time. You have to make sure we are going to save people, not to die."

Robin was slightly stunned and replied to some sanity.

"I think she's right."

Carista appeared behind him and sat in a wheelchair and looked at Robin calmly, "The vampires must have intentions to create chaos. Since they captured Rowling instead of killing her, it means she will not be in danger for the time being."

Her eyes fell on Robin's face, frowning slightly, "Maybe what is waiting for us ahead is a trap, maybe they want to irritate us, make me, or you, be irritated, and thus fall into their trap.

Or threaten us through Rowling.

I have seen too many assassinations and too many kidnappings.

But their targets are all God's messengers or God's chosen ones."

Yes, no one is worth as much as the God's messenger or the God's chosen one, and only they can determine the future of the kingdom.

A vampire won't capture a useless person for no reason.

As Carista said, it might be a trap.

A long-planned plan.

If the other party knows about Rowling and him.

Then it becomes a natural threat to capture my sister.

"So their target is still me." Robin sighed.

"But it doesn't mean she's not in danger." He raised his head stubbornly and looked at Carista. "This is my real sister, and every second we waste here, her danger, and the danger we may face, will increase a little more."

He looked at Carista coldly, his brain thinking quickly.

What needs to be solved most now is how to pursue...

It was at this moment that he glanced out of the corner of his eyes that the elf wolf on the ground flashed white.

The little thing sniffed Rowling's clothes, then ran to the windowsill and pulled the railing with his hands.

Robin walked quickly to the windowsill and hugged Shinbai in his hand, "The Elf Wolf will help me find them, now..."

His eyes looked at Kay.

"Okay master."

Kay smiled like a sigh, "But you have to stay. Master, it's too dangerous for you to go."

"No," Robin shook his head, "I will be the Wings of Light, that will make us faster."

The two looked at each other, and then nodded in a very tacit way.

"Robin!" Carista stopped him.

Robin turned around and looked at the other person quietly.

She looked at Robin softly and then sighed, "You can't go alone."

Carista looked back at Anne, "find some powerful guards to follow him."

"Thank you." Robin smiled with relief.

...

The battle outside continued, and Carista could not guarantee whether this was a trap of striking the world. The combat power that could be mobilized was actually pitifully small.

In the temple, there are only less than ten divine wing guards that can be allocated, and only half of them are above the limit.

In less than half a minute, the guards were fully armed and stood in Rowling's room ready.

However, these forces are still uncertain whether they are sufficient.

"Then..." Robin took a deep breath, looked at them firmly, ready to issue orders to set off.

If he encounters danger, he will not attack forcefully, but he may not be sure to survive these people.

He felt his heart pounding.

This is the first time someone has handed his life to his hands.

"If you encounter danger, please give priority to protecting yourself." Robin smiled, and then attached a wing of light to everyone.

They stood in the room, shining with a golden luster, like a legion of angels.

"etc."

Just as they were about to set off, a dull sound came from the door.

A red armor appeared beside the door.

Little Arsey held her red soul tightly in his hand and lowered his head.

The chest was undulating violently.

On her face, a tear fell.

Hit the floor, making a slight sound.

but.

She raised her head and looked at Robin.

It was like a ball of flame burning in my eyes.

"This is all because of me."

Tears slid down her cheeks, gathered to her chin and then dripped slowly.

"If it weren't for my pride, this wouldn't have happened..."

She said word by word, “So, I'll go too.”

"Little Arsay..."

It was at this moment that Robin noticed that there seemed to be a layer of golden halo in the pair of green pupils.

"Okay." Robin nodded, and a curved curve was raised at the corner of his mouth.

His spell chanted.

The wings of light grew on the back of Little Arsey.

She is now one of them.

Their eyes were firm.

Death is ready to die.

"We! Let's go!"

With Robin's order, everyone was covered with bright wings and poured out of the window.
To be continued...