binary dead train

Chapter 590 Acracia's Father
A strong shock spread throughout the hall, and the "mouthpiece" in Duke Cholera's hand fell to the ground with a snap, and several unstable parts shot out:
"what?!"

He immediately picked up the "mouthpiece" on the ground: "Ansel, what happened to you?"

The strong noise of metal densely bouncing, the thunderous roar burst out from the "mouthpiece", bombarded indiscriminately in his keen bat ears, and he was shocked all over his body, and pulled the blood version of the walkie-talkie in his hand Yuan: "What's going on with you?! Call back! You..."

"It's tricky, but I can handle it, I..."

boom--

Beep--

The sound stopped abruptly, and it was obvious that the "mouthpiece" over there had been damaged.

"Damn human...what you did better deserve a precious 'mouthpiece'..."

Frowning, Duke Cholera fiddled with the "mouthpiece" and connected to another line:
"Marquis, I need you to speed up and find the guy who eavesdropped." He paused, "He is the human being that the blood father wanted, and the Marquis died at his hands. I want you to bring him here intact See me, and maybe Bloodfather Fraser will reconsider your offer."

The heavy breathing on the opposite side was rapid for a moment, and it took a while for the breathing to return to calm:

"I will, go all out."

……

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"You...you are not a nobleman...you are not a vampire..." The mechanic turned around boldly, restraining his shoulders trembling with fear, "Are you... a demon hunter?"

Looking at this pale, bearded, decadent worker, it was difficult for Turing to connect him with the male master of the Gilbert family in that photo.

"So, you are indeed Benoy Gilbert."

"No...no, I'm not...I don't know what...Acracia, I'm just an ordinary maintenance worker, I..."

"I have read your file and know what happened to you. I sympathize with what happened to you." Turing did not give Benoy Gilbert a chance to deny, "It seems that they took you from you daughter, and paid you accordingly...to be a maintenance worker in a government dungeon."

"You..." Beno Gilbert opened his mouth, seeming to understand that insisting on denying is of no practical use, and heaved a long sigh, "Demon hunter, are you here to save your companion?"

"Do you know where Arzak is being held?" Turing frowned.

"Arzak... yes, this is the hunter's name, Arzak..." He lowered his eyelids, seemed to be remembering something, then raised his head again, "This is not a place to talk, the vampire just now will soon return."

The man led Turing through a magical facility where gears were ringing everywhere, without saying a word along the way, and finally got into a mechanical room full of noise.

"For those of them, the sound of the gears is extremely harsh, so few vampires are willing to come here. If you want to find your companion, you need to continue down, he is locked in a deeper position..."

He opened an iron box on the wall, and took out a yellowed drawing from it: "This should help you, take it to save your companion, and get out of here as soon as possible."

It was a structural map similar to the bloodthirsty man's business room, but it was more detailed, and it recorded very few traceable changes in the entire organ dungeon.If Turing had owned this drawing from the beginning, he would have avoided a lot of detours.

But that wasn't what he really wanted.

"Acracia..."

"I beg you!"

Gilbert turned his back sharply, and Turing could see his trembling shoulders.

"Let's go...don't force me..."

Turing paused:
"Mr. Gilbert, I'm not forcing you, it's the city."

"Every race is doing its best for Accrasia, and as her father, you must know a lot of information that we don't know. In other words, the future of this city, and even the entire world, in my eyes, is in your hands." hands. I understand your pain, but..."

"Do you understand?" Benoy Gilbert turned sideways, staring at Turing with bloodshot eyes, "Your daughter turned into a monster and sucked her siblings and grandmother into mummy! You Tell me, how do you understand?! For Arzac's sake... Please, let's go. I'm just a broken man, there's nothing I can do to help you..."

"What if your daughter didn't turn into a monster?"

The man's trembling shoulders froze suddenly: "What did you say?"

"Only after completing the Moon Watching Ceremony, will your daughter truly transform into 'Acracia', the true ancestor of vampires, but before that, she is who she is. Her name is Sylvie Is Ya right? Then she is still the Sylvia you know. Because madness is just one of the side effects of Cain's blood."

The father was silent.

"The bloodthirsty rebels are using her to change her. Your daughter is in a terrible vortex, but you still have a chance to save her."

After listening, the man showed an ugly smile.

The smile became more and more exaggerated, and finally turned into a miserable smile:

"So what? Sylvia... No, that monster, that thing, no matter what she is now, it can't change the fact that has already happened... I have lost everything, so what's the use of talking about it now? "

"To tell you the truth... I stay here and deal with the dark and dank monster boss every day, but I can't wait to find that thing right away... Smash its skull, crucify its heart, crush its bones a thousand times , are not enough!!!”

"You mean that thing is still my daughter? My lovely Sylvia...I want to find her too, my God, my lovely Sylvia...how did you become like that? How did you... ..."

"Mr. Gilbert?"

The man's angry roar turned into a sob, his eyes widened, the whites of his eyes were soaked in dense blood, he curled up on the ground, his muscles all over his body were convulsed, and he kept uttering indistinct ravings, completely ignoring Turing .

Can't communicate anymore...

Glancing at the blueprint in his hand, Turing squatted beside the man, and gently placed the blueprint at his feet.

"I see."

"Thank you for your help. I have nothing to thank you for. But my goal is to find your daughter. If you have anything to say to her, I will tell her when I find her."

"Just like your grief at this moment, maybe your daughter is also in a similar state. For her, isn't this a tragedy?"

He still ignored it, Turing didn't say anything more when he saw this, got up and left the room.

"stop……"

Beno Gilbert in the back slowly got up, and he stared directly at Turing who stopped in his tracks with gloomy eyes:
"I don't know much."

"But those vampires... they put her in a moving iron coffin."

"They call her Jack the Ripper..."

(End of this chapter)