"You... What do you want?"
Shen Weixun and Zhang Zicheng stepped forward. Although they both looked extremely handsome and didn't seem like ferocious people, their fighting moves just now had nothing to do with elegance.
The woman couldn't regard them as gentlemen. The leader who brought them here had been captured, and she seemed to have nowhere to escape.
"Are you going to come with us on your own, or do we have to tie you up?"
Shen Weixun lifted his eyelids. This wasn't a suitable place to talk, and this matter had nothing to do with them. The real culprit was still standing behind. They had to return to Count Charlie's territory first to feel at ease.
"I... I'll come with you... I won't resist, but please don't hurt them, okay?"
The timid witch's voice was tinged with sobs, but she still pleaded with them not to harm the other two.
She was at least better than those who came together but ran away on their own.
"As long as you don't resist, we won't do anything. Come on, get in the car."
Zhang Zicheng looked slovenly, just like a hooligan.
The witch got in the car with them nervously. After arriving at the manor, she was also tied up.
Who knew what abilities this timid witch had? It was more reassuring to keep her under control.
Count Charlie sized up the three witches carefully for a while before slowly asking, "Why are you associating with the werewolves?"
"What do you mean by 'associating'? We've never been on the same side as them."
The noble witch still refused to lower her head. Her words were full of contempt.
However, the ones being despised were not them but the werewolves, so Count Charlie wasn't angry.
"So why did you help them?"
"Do you think I wanted to? If it weren't for the Witch Mark, we'd never have anything to do with those useless creatures in our lifetimes."
"The Witch Mark?"
Count Charlie knew about this. It was said that the witches' power was bestowed by the Goddess of Nature.
But the greater the power one had, the greater the backlash they would receive.
As humans, they shouldn't have borne such power.
Only those who were granted the Witch Mark could become real witches, the children recognized by the gods, and thus avoid the backlash of the physical power.
Each witch didn't have a very long lifespan.
Even those with a relatively long lifespan would age very quickly.
While they possessed powerful abilities, they were also enduring certain pains.
So they generally didn't use their powers.
When he was cursed and the witch sacrificed herself with him, it was because the witch had overused her power and suffered the backlash that she died.
The witch's power that turned him into a vampire was the curse.
The greater the curse, the greater the harm to her own body.
The witch with the crystal ball had completely glassy eyes.
She was blind, which was also proof of her frequent use of her power.
Every witch was eager to obtain the Witch Mark.
But the so - called blessing from the gods was just a legend. He had lived for so many years and had never seen a witch who had received the mark and had a good ending.
"How do you plan to get the Witch Mark? By cooperating with those werewolves? You can't be that naive, can you?"
Count Charlie really didn't understand the connection. He looked at the witches as if they were fools.
"Of course not! They definitely don't have the mark. We're talking about the Holy Church. You should have heard of that mysterious organization. They said they could find the place to grant us the Witch Mark, but the prerequisite was that we had to serve them for ten years. Cooperating with the werewolves was also an order from them."
Hearing the words "Holy Church", the bored people beside them suddenly perked up.
This organization was really everywhere.
But they had already known before that the people of the Holy Church were all over the world and had deployments overseas. So they weren't too surprised to hear that the witches were cooperating with the Holy Church.
They just didn't expect to run into them so coincidentally.
"I see. Could it be that you were the ones who stole my crystal coffin? Do you know about my previous sealing?"
Count Charlie wasn't a fool. He quickly associated the events.
His secluded place was extremely hidden, and the crystal coffin was an extremely important thing to him. Although his ex - wife was involved, she alone couldn't have moved the crystal coffin.
Later, his ex - wife got involved with the people who claimed to be from the Holy Church.
Now those werewolves who had given up and the witches who rarely used their powers frequently had all come out, and they were all very targeted.
And their common denominator was the Holy Church.
So Count Charlie had reason to suspect that his previous sealing, the loss of the crystal coffin, and what was happening now were all aimed at him.
Or rather, aimed at the vampire clan.
Count Charlie wracked his brains but couldn't figure out when he had offended this organization.
He clearly only indulged in pleasure on a daily basis and did nothing else.
Could it be that there was a member of the Holy Church among his past lovers?
Or did a woman who couldn't have him establish the Holy Church and now come back to take revenge on him?
It had to be said that Count Charlie was overthinking.
He knew very little about the Holy Church and had only heard a bit about it.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand."
The witch shook her head. If they had known about Count Charlie's sealing, they would have attacked the blood clan when he was away.
They wouldn't have waited until he came back and brought out so many helpers, only to end up losing themselves.
"It's okay. But how do you think the Holy Church has a way to let you obtain the Witch Mark? I've lived for so many years and have never heard of it. I've always thought it was just a rumor."
Count Charlie didn't bear any hatred towards the witches. Although his miserable life began because of a witch, he wouldn't hate an entire race because of one person.
He just thought the three witches in front of him were extremely stupid.
Such nonsense could deceive them.
"No, they didn't lie. My body got better because of their help. My ability is healing. I can even bring the dead back to life. But every time I heal someone, I become extremely weak. My body had become very bad a long time ago.
Then one day, a man came to us. He said he could make me healthy, make me no longer restricted, and let me use my power without restraint. At first, we didn't believe it, but after he only stayed in our house for one night, my broken body completely recovered."