Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

There are many dark creatures in high positions, and the church is committed to changing this situation, but they are still not good enough. Even though they killed Richard, they did not reveal the fact that he was a vampire. Among the nobles there are Monsters, neither humans nor monsters want the public to know this fact.

Therefore, the funeral of Marquis Richard was public, just like the death of an ordinary nobleman. How many of the humans who came to mourn were humans and how many were civilians who knew nothing, only the non-people themselves I can tell.

"The process of the funeral is very simple. Meet the guests, preside over the burial, and give a simple speech... Miss Remilia, don't you know?"

He was trying to learn about the funeral process with Richard's heir Remilia, but seeing Remilia's blank expression, the patriarch still couldn't help but smiled wryly.

"It was a bit sudden and unacceptable."

Remilia replied with a slight nod.

"You have to learn to get used to it. Although we... people like this live longer, there are many people around us who can't stay with you for that long..."

I wanted to say that the patriarch of the blood clan looked at the mourners walking around, but changed his words. A public funeral is still too messy. Compared with vampires, there are more human beings, and some of them belong to Richard. Political enemies, some of whom were allies of Richard, but whether false or false, they would all come to the funeral when Richard died.

"This is not uncommon in our world." He said in a low voice, for Remilia who was over 100 years old was still so ignorant, the patriarch also sighed for Richard's overprotection of his daughter.And at this moment, suddenly a figure stepped forward diagonally, looking into Remilia's eyes.

"Don't let sorrow cloud your heart." The old priest held her hand tightly, took off his rosary and put it on Remilia's hand, "poor child, may the glory of the Lord soothe you." Calm down your restlessness and hesitation."

priest?It seemed that she was indeed invited. Realizing that her father's funeral was held according to human customs, Remilia raised her head, and immediately saw the cross hanging from the rosary, which made her subconsciously take a step back, and then there was even a faint sound from the cross. The orange-yellow light surprised Remilia and the patriarch.

This kind of performance is usually the repulsion of the holy thing to the filthy thing, she and the patriarch can't do anything, any action will make this reaction stronger.But before the old and dim-eyed priest could react, a hand stretched out to cover the light at the top of the rosary, and Remilia felt her hand loosen for a moment, and when she looked again, the rosary was already in another priest's hand.

"Mr. Donald, please don't hang the rosary given by the bishop on others at will."

Wearing the same simple black dress, this priest is much younger, from the outside he looks like he is in his twenties, he can be called handsome in appearance, but he is just too indifferent.

"Friends, you are wrong to say that. The bishop gave me the rosary just to let me guide more lambs. In comparison, your behavior is too rough."

"Maybe."

Handing the rosary to the old priest, the young priest responded irrefutably, and then looked towards the high platform in the distance.

"Aren't you going to finish the rest of the ceremony?"

"Thank you for the reminder, my friend. By the way, what is the name of my friend?"

"Vlad ?epes."

"The parishioner is Romania? That sounds ominous."

"But still alive and healthy under the glory of the Lord."

"Hahaha that's really good, praise the Lord."

"Thank God."

Saluting each other, watching the old priest gradually go away, the priest named Vlad Tepesh turned around and looked at the man and girl who had been watching him talking to the old priest.

At this time, he took out his rosary beads, which were also rosary beads, and also had a cross hanging down, but the cross was a bit strange, it was long at the top and short at the bottom, and seemed to be upside down.

"Richard has such a young heir, which is the luck of the race and the blessing of the Lord."

Until now, he finally showed a faint smile. Compared with his smile, men and girls are more concerned about his suddenly changed color pupils, which are filled with scarlet that cannot be dispelled.

"Funerals bury the past, and after that, learn to look at the future."

PS: The long-lost book push time.

"Undead"

Author: The sled is super fun!

...Don't search for the meaning of the author's name, this name is just to express the mentally retarded thought of a sled dog using a shackle as a toy.

The title and introduction of the book will make people a little unclear, and the title of the catalog is even more meaningless, but the content must not be a big problem. The only thing to worry about is whether he can finish the book, but since his goal If it's on the list, it's probably ok.

The heroine who claims to be a scholar, Qingliu, may be Qingliu, but I'm not sure if his kind of Qingliu can fly.

So be it.

NO.8: Blood Priest.

(I can't do it at leisure and code the second update. Of course, there is no such thing as the third update. It doesn't exist.)

"Reverse Cross, are you an institution of the Roman Catholic Church? Or a follower of Satanism?"

Walking in front of Remilia and looking straight into the red pupils of the other party, the patriarch knew very well that the other party was a vampire, but since it was a vampire, why could it block the holy light without causing a rebound?And now, what he was holding on to was also the pendant on the other party's rosary.

"It's just the Anti-Christ, there are not so many rules and regulations, Benson." Looking at the still vigilant patriarch and Remilia who was a little scared, the priest added helplessly, "I just came to attend the funeral and see the patriarch by the way." The new generation in the class, don't be so nervous."

"It seems that the Scarlet family is still as vigilant and xenophobic as ever. Mr. Vlad, if you are not welcome here, why don't you come to our place to discuss?"

The arrogant blond woman walked into the cemetery. Although she looked proud, she actually eavesdropped on her for a while, judging from her words.

"Ms. Velvet, why do you have to be so sharp on a day like this?"

Looking at the woman who was half a head taller than him, the patriarch had a headache. As the patriarch of the rare werewolf clan, the other party had opposed him not once or twice, but he still wore such gorgeous clothes at the funeral. I'm messing around.

"It's just a matter of form. Why do you care so much? You blood races like to put on a show. Is it a puddle of powder or a pile of clothes in the coffin?"

It is clear that Richard was assassinated by the upper echelons of the church. Dead vampires rarely leave their bodies behind. Most of the time they turn into a pool of ashes. It is impossible for a coffin to contain a corpse. This kind of funeral is meaningless .

But this is still a tradition. The predecessor of vampires is human beings.

"Mr. Flood, why don't you speak?"

Seeing that Benson was silent, Velvet pointed the finger at the priest again.