vampire bat

"Irland..." Winnie stood on the street and looked at the dazed figure under the light in front of him.

Erlande leaned against the street lamp, his face was pale, probably he hadn't eaten for a long time.

"Won't you take me in?" he asked the werewolf named John.

"Here's the money, find a place to live." John stuffed the money into Eland's hand, "I won't care about you anymore."

Erlande looked at the back of John leaving, but he didn't chase after him, but just watched silently, with the sadness of being abandoned that couldn't be concealed on his face.

"Irland!" Winnie ran, but Erlande saw him and hid in the narrow alley.

"Little master..." Winnie thought that Erlande had already left, but he saw that Erlande's steps were limp, unable to stand firmly like a drunk.

"Leave me alone, Vinny." Erlande leaned on the wall, he was in a bad state.

Of course Vinny would not leave, he walked over to hold Erlande's arm.

Instead, Erlande pinned him against the wall with his own body weight and buried his head in Winnie's neck.

Vinny subconsciously wanted to call for help, but he saw the crowds coming and going outside, and knew that he would attract people if he did so, and Erlande was so weak that he might not even be able to escape.

Erlande's fangs were stuck in Winnie's neck, and he had no strength, so he couldn't penetrate it for a long time.After biting for an unknown amount of time, the tip of his tongue tasted the taste of blood, and the sweet blood poured into his mouth, moistening his thirsty throat.Erland sucked desperately, and the life returned to him bit by bit.

It wasn't until Erlande let him go that Winnie fell to the ground staggeringly.

"Winnie?" Erlande helped him up, seeing Winnie's pale face from losing too much blood, he was a little flustered.

Edland supported Vinny and stayed in the hotel for one night with the money left by John.

Lying on the bed, Winnie vaguely saw Eland standing beside him. He thought it was a dream. How could Eland care about him so much?

When he opened his eyes the next day, Winnie saw Ireland walking in with food, and he was almost dumbfounded.

"Get up and eat," said Erlander.

"Little master, how could you..." Winnie turned over, but turned his head and pulled the tooth hole in his neck, causing him to frown in pain.

"Why don't you push me away? Do you know that I almost killed you!" Erlande scolded him, but he looked completely concerned in his anger.

Winnie smiled and asked, "Is the little master still driving me away?"

"If you go back like this, my father won't come out to trouble me..." Although he said it badly, he actually agreed to let Winnie follow him.

"Little master... what's the matter with you and John?" Winnie asked boldly, seeing Erlande's face turned cold, he hurriedly explained, "It's that werewolf."

"He." Erlande smiled, but his usual smiling face could no longer hide the grievance in his heart, "I despise me... don't want me anymore..."

"Little master..." Winnie saw that Eland's eyes filled with tears for a moment. When he first met John, didn't that guy chase after him to deliver a letter to Eland? Why has it changed now?

"I probably said something wrong." Erlande touched his face, "I was slapped and kicked away."

"What...he, he hit you!" Winnie was shocked.

"I... didn't expect that either." Erlande didn't speak, he sat by the window alone, no matter what Winnie asked him, he didn't open his mouth.

After two days of raising Vinny, he felt that he was ready to go out. He managed to get Erlande settled before going out.

The money of the two kept decreasing, but they couldn't find a way to make money. Winnie was worried about what to do next, and he saw a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

John!

Seeing so many people on the street, Winnie thought it was impossible for that guy to turn into a wolf to scare people, so he chased after him.

"John!" Vinny called to him.

When John saw Winnie, he recognized him instantly: "You came to me for Eland."

"..." Winnie didn't know what to say for a moment, but just looked at him straight.

John looked around and asked him, "Will you go home with me? Let's hide some things and say them."

Winnie hesitated for a while, then he followed him into the carriage.

"I said you are so brave, little guy." John laughed at him, "If only I wouldn't get in the car with a stranger."

"You..." Winnie looked at John who was sitting opposite him, and realized how dangerous he was facing a werewolf, "You won't, kill me, right?"

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in bats." John patted Winnie on the head, "If you were a little sheep, I might consider it."

"You..." Winnie ignored him and remained silent until the carriage stopped.

John took him into the house, and looked at his messy living room with some embarrassment: "Ahem, what, whatever, just sit down."

Vinny managed to find a place to sit on the sofa, and asked, "I just want to know what happened when you and him...

John stuffed the fruit into Winnie's hand, waved his hand and joked, "You are the most conscientious familiar I have ever seen."

Winnie didn't answer, just looked at him and waited for him to answer himself.

"He bit the neck."

Winnie put his hand to his neck and nodded.

"Actually, it's not as serious as you think." John sat down and said to him, "I saw him after Halloween, walking down the street with glassy eyes and half-clothed. I guess he was He was in danger, so he took him home.

"

Winnie remembered what Lacey did to Eland in Josephine's palace, and then Josephine told him that Aland was missing. He vaguely felt that these things seemed to illustrate a terrible fact.

"I like him a lot and don't care who we are," John said. "That day, I cleaned him up and didn't force him to tell what happened."

Vinny listened quietly.

"Then we..." John omitted that paragraph, "but I don't understand why he suddenly changed his temper, trampled on my love for him wantonly, and even said that I am no different from the men waiting to buy him on the street."

John was silent for a moment: "I admit that I slapped him...I couldn't hold back." He blamed himself, "If I knew that he ran out and met the witcher because of this, I...why would I slap him? He, maybe what he said was all angry words, after all, I put him..."

Winnie looked at John, the werewolf really regretted that slap, and when he saw Eland again, his heart was full of others.

"Take Erlande home," John pleaded. "That hunter is terrible. He will make those vampires fall in love with him, and then kill them. I don't know how much he hates to come up with this idea." way..."

Winnie recalled how Catherine and Erlande turned against each other. The hunter was indeed terrible.

Outside the house, there seemed to be werewolves active, and John looked outside vigilantly.

"What's wrong?" Winnie felt a little uneasy.

Someone pushed the door and came in, and the voice was a little angry: "John, there are werewolves breaking into our territory, and they are chasing Eland."

Outside the manor, in the dark jungle, wolves howled one after another.

Erlande leaned against an ancient tree, looking at the pair of glowing eyes in the dark jungle.

He covered the deepest wound under his ribs and stood still, those werewolves seemed to be deliberately waiting for him to fall.

The wound could no longer heal, and Eland looked at the scars all over his body and the bright red blood on the ground, his legs could no longer support him, and he fell to the ground leaning against the tree trunk.

One step, two steps, the giant gray wolf finally walked in front of him.

"John won't come." Erlande smiled, his smile looked as ugly as crying, "He said he won't care about me anymore, don't waste your time, just kill me."

Erlande closed his eyes, but heard the sharp scream of the wolf.

He saw the familiar black wolf standing in front of him, his body tensed.

"This is my territory!"

The two wolves faced each other, their faces were full of sharp teeth.

"He's my prey." Gray Wolf didn't give in at all, his provocative eyes seemed to ignore John at all.

"Let your wolf king come to see me, or get out!" There was a rustling sound from the jungle behind John, and before he knew it, his pack of wolves had surrounded the place.

Gray Wolf left unwillingly.

Winnie ran over in a hurry, but he didn't expect Ailande to find him. Didn't he already put Ailande to sleep?

"Where have you been?" Erlande looked at Winnie, eyes full of abandonment anger.

"Are you okay?" John came over, knelt down and looked at Erlande, although he said he would never ignore him again, but he still saved him.

Erlande ignored him and turned his face away angrily.

"Does it hurt?" John asked him. He wanted to help Erlande up, but as soon as his hand touched Erlande's arm, he saw Erlande bit his lip in pain.

"Why, you never cry out for pain?" John didn't understand, no matter how others tortured Erlande, he always seemed to be enduring it self-abuse.

"Because he said, I'm a dead man and I don't deserve to feel pain."

"Who is he?"

"John."

John suddenly changed his face, he got up and turned his back to them, and said coldly: "Vinny, take him away.

"

"John..." Winnie saw that he was really determined not to help them, so he silently put Erlande on his thin shoulders.

They just walked in silence, and Winnie couldn't remember how long they walked, and he almost exhausted all his strength to bring Erlande to a hillside far away from the manor.

"Who told you to find him?!" Erlande raised his hand and slapped Winnie's face with all his strength, the slap was so soft that he didn't even make a sound.