The Facelings were so thoughtful that just by looking at Roger's expression, he could probably guess what was in his mind at this time.

She stood up, starting with the skin on her toes, and blooming like a flower, layer by layer.

When all the changes converged on the top of their heads, the Facelings had a decent long dress.

"You misunderstood, I didn't mean this, my physical abnormality is easy to be seen through by people with intentions, so in another state, I will suppress my strength and let myself behave as normal as possible."

The Facelings explained.

"But that guy Dirio is too impulsive, he has too many desires, and it's easy to get me into trouble."

Roger nodded.

"I don't know what you're summoning these people here for, but what that guy did with his mask on the high platform is clearly beyond the upper limit of the Knights of the Round Table."

"Even if you evade the investigation of the Knights of the Round Table now, it won't be long before trouble will automatically come to you."

"That's true."

The Facelings agreed, "So I'd like to get your help." ”

She looked at Roger.

This woman may not really have a face of her own, so every mask she wears is a disguise for her, and Roger has no way of guessing what she thinks in her heart from the expression and eyes alone.

He spread his hands helplessly.

"So I should at least know what your purpose is?"

He had vaguely guessed the Facelings' bargaining chips for cooperation, and no matter what way he thought about it, he couldn't find a reason to refuse.

The Facelings stared at Roger for a long moment, "It's a bit of a secret, but it's a precondition for forming an alliance. ”

She walked over to the wall and pointed to the delicate mask hanging from the wall.

"These are beautiful works of art, aren't they?"

Roger nodded.

"But if I told you that every mask here is alive, one of my faces, would you believe it?"

"All of them?"

Roger was indeed a little surprised, because the masks placed on the walls were densely packed, and there were more than hundreds.

"My nickname in the Extraterraison is Faceling, and I think Dickinson should have told you that our nickname there is both an identity and a vague implication of our race."

She gently removed the mask from her face.

That hollow, horrible cheek reappeared in front of Roger's eyes.

"Our race is completely different from the anatomy of human beings, in a sense, not even from any creature known in this world."

"Naturally, there is a fundamental difference between our promotion channels and ordinary people."

"I'm in Stage 3 right now, and according to your strength, it's about the same level as the Full Moon Witch."

"To move on to the next stage, I need to collect a thousand faces and satisfy the desires of those faces."

Hearing this, Roger's face showed a hint of abruptness.

Everything he experienced when he came to this manor was full of drunkenness, pointing to some of the most primitive desires of human beings.

Lust, money, food, blood, and finally eternal life.

The Faceling nodded.

"Truth be told, this weird mask that Dirio found has helped me a lot, and the desire for eternal life is engraved in the genes of every living being."

"This desire is the most direct and intense, and in just a few months, my progress has been astonishing, and if I continue like this, I may soon be able to satisfy a thousand desires and gather a thousand faces."

"Then we move on to Stage 44."

Roger read the hidden meaning in the Faceling's eyes, and he took the initiative to speak, "So you're going to let me help you do the things that Dirio did before?" ”

The Faceling nodded.

"What's not to do? You can get the mask and help me take care of it, and we'll take what we need. ”

Roger shook his head decisively.

"I don't want to get in trouble."

"The Blood Ritual plus the transformation of ordinary humans, this is Dublin is the capital of Elder, and the Knights of the Round Table will not sit idly by."

"The Knights of the Round Table have 12 deputy captains, each of whom has the same combat power as the Full Moon Witch, and this is only the power of the Knights of the Round Table."

"The hidden energy of the Privy Council is even more terrifying, and we don't have a chance."

"If we continue, all that awaits us is annihilation."

Roger looked at the Faceling.

"After all, our identities are not visible."

The Facelings fell silent, then put their masks back on.

"You have a point."

"In the past, these things were left to Dirio......"

The Facelings looked embarrassed.

Roger's heart moved, "Since your purpose is to collect desires, then just be careful not to touch the nerves of the Knights of the Round Table, and not to use that radical method." ”

"We should be much safer."

"Is that so?"

Roger asked tentatively.

The Faceling nodded.

"It's just going to be a lot slower."

Roger's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and an idea began to take shape in his mind.

"The methods you are using now are too crude, you may be able to try to add some new changes, and use quantity instead of quality."

"If everything goes well, it's going to be a little slower than before, but it's a lot safer."

The Facelings are also interested.

"Do you have a way?"

Roger nodded, but another person's name popped into his mind.

"This kind of thing, for that guy, must be quite experienced, right?"

Good friend, pull over and help.

Roger looked at the graceful Faceling, "Brother, I'm here to help you solve the big problem of your lower body. ”

Such a superb woman, one is enough.

Well, Roger thought, slowly making up his mind in his heart.

"I need to prepare."

"In that case, everything in the manor will be yours from now on."

As the Faceling spoke, his head suddenly spun 180 degrees.

Then, on the back of her head, a bone mask slowly emerged, which she removed and handed to Roger.

"It's yours."

Roger was slightly stunned, not even knowing whether he should reach for the mask or not.

"You just believe me?"

There was a strange glint in the Faceling's eyes.

"I have a thousand faces, but only one heart, and my heart tells me that you are trustworthy."

"Another ......"

The Faceling smiled slightly, "Take my things, you can't escape." ”

At that moment, Roger felt as if a pair of eyes were firmly watching him in the void.

This woman is more terrifying than you think.

"Okay."

Roger took the mask.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

The Faceling smiled.

"From now on, you can call me Claudia."

Rubbing the bone mask in his hand, Roger felt the abnormal fluctuations transmitted by the dominoes stored close to him.

He knew that this thing must have something to do with Anna.

(End of chapter)