"What's the matter??? Alfie was now speaking with a victorious attitude. He could have been completely mistaken for the perfunctory of the demon's note for loss.

'Hehe, angry, it doesn't exist! What situation has I never encountered when I was trading with others?, how can I take such a little thing to heart?' said the demon note through gritted teeth, as he scribbled to his little ledger. If Alfie knew, would she regret going too far?

'It's good that you're not angry. So now tell me the clues that should be told in the third plan~'Alfie has not forgotten the content of the transaction between them, but unfortunately Alfie has not mastered the oracle technique, and naturally he can't predict how much unnecessary trouble this momentary pride will bring to the future.

The hint that can be given to you in the third option is-'The Demon Note was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth after viciously deducting Alfie's life for a year.

'Wait a minute. While I'm confident in your credit, you want to make sure that these tips work out the whole plan. Alfie had to be reminded.

'If only you're smart enough!' Demon Note couldn't contain its anger anymore, and no one had ever dared to question its credibility.

'Then I'll listen to you~' Alfie heard the displeasure of the demon note, and saw that the purpose had been achieved, so she wisely chose to accept it when she saw it.

......

'Earl Alfie, Earl Alfie, is about to act, what should we do?' Celent called anxiously telepathically.

The communication between Alfie and the Demon Note seemed to be long, but for the flow rate of the continent's main space, it was only a short moment, so short that Celent didn't even realize that the telepathy between them had been blocked.

'Don't worry, the Count won't hurt any of us. After closing the deal with the Demon Notes, Alfie responded to Serent in time, having already picked up a bit of a clue from the hints provided by the Demon Notes.

'How is that possible?' Together, we are no match for the Count. Silent wondered if Alfie was scared silly.

'Have you forgotten the Great Prophecy that Mr. Coughren just cast?' Alfie had just confirmed from the Demon Notes that Coughren was indeed a Great Prophecy.

'Even if Mr. Coughren uses the Great Prophecy, have you forgotten that he said, 'Except for ......?' Serent's cautious disposition means that he will not let go of any loopholes.

'Uh~ Did he say that?' Alfie struggled to recall, vaguely remembering that Coughren had indeed said such a prerequisite before he said that no one would die, but no one at the time could hear the words after "except".

'Mr. Coughren said that no one but him would die?' said Celent pessimistically came to this conclusion. Judging by the current state of affairs, Coughren is the most likely person to be killed by the Count.

With Celent's not very big brain, he can imagine such a picture: the Count kills Coughlon, and then Coughlon uses some ultimate, and dies with the Count before he dies, so that everyone else is saved, which perfectly fits the prophecy of the Great Prophecy.

'Well, you're not impossible, but I seriously doubt that Coughren is really that great?' Alfie questioned.

'I don't know what Mr. Coughren has done before that would make you so biased. Celent found it strange that everyone had a strange attitude towards Coughlon, who was always considered a coward despite being so brave and fearless.

'Because of his bad side, all of them have been magically avoided by you!' Alfie complained silently. If you think about it, the timid side of Coughren appeared in the absence of Serent, and he behaved unusually bravely in front of Serent, could it be a coincidence?

There are some things that you can't think about in detail, and if you look back, you will find that there are too many coincidences, and Alfie feels a little messy.

While the two were arguing fiercely, the Count had already reached the end of the tunnel space, and beyond the boundary of the space was Coughren, who was staring at him indifferently.

"It's so calm. Are you scared silly, or are you ready for death? The Count gracefully stretched out a finger, which suddenly turned into a sharp knife.

"For the Holy Cultists, death is far from the end of life, it is only the beginning of another adventure. Coughren looked at the sharp knife that was only a few centimeters away from his throat and said calmly.

"Very philosophical. But do you think I'm going to give you what you want?" The grace on the count's face was completely replaced by a hideousness, and he had already decided to deal with all of them by the most cruel method, not even giving their souls a chance to enter the underworld.

"You can try. Coughren made a difficult gesture of please under the influence of the law of gravity.

The Earl hesitated for a moment, and after making sure that there were no traps around Coughlon, he shook his head and gently poked the knife that his fingers had turned into out of the tunnel space and stabbed Coughlon in the throat.

'It's over!' almost everyone closed their eyes in unison, and pronounced the death sentence of Coughron, and it was foreseeable that a bloody hole would appear in his throat, and the blood of his whole body would be drained by the Count.

"Oh my God! what's going on? I'm not dazzled, am I?" the crowd who closed their eyes heard the exclamation of the Troll Warrior, and when they opened their eyes, they saw Coughren standing there with an imperceptible sneer on his lips, looking at the Count indifferently.

"Why is this so?" exclaimed the Earl, who had long since lost his composure, and was looking at the palm raised in front of him with his eyes wide in disbelief.

Everyone noticed that the index finger of his right hand had disappeared and not even a drop of blood had come out, as if the index finger had never appeared.

What happened? The crowd turned their inquiring eyes to the Troll Warrior, and it was clear that apart from the two involved, only the hard-hearted man who had not closed his eyes had seen the whole story.

"The Count's finger magically disappeared as soon as it stretched out of the tunnel space, as if, as if—" Zambit searched for a long time, finally finding a suitable metaphor, "as if his finger had not entered the space of the Oriad continent, but had pierced into an unknown space." ”

"Continental law!" Celent exclaimed, almost as he relayed Alfie's judgment. Since Alfie was looking at the outside world with the help of his eyes, he didn't see what was happening when Silent closed his eyes, but after hearing Zambit's description, Alfie immediately made the right judgment.