What should I do if the shit shoveler loves me too much?

The small town at night is shrouded in thin mist.

Louis stood in front of the window sill with the black cat in his arms, except for the manor downstairs, the distance was pitch black.

The red eyes looked at the turbulent sea in the distance, and there was a strong fishy smell from the rolling waves. This was not the smell of sea fish, but something more familiar to the blood race.

is blood.

After a long period of fermentation day and night, the bloody smell brought about by the rotting together with the broken arm and limbs, and the sea breeze rushed to the face, making even vampires feel sick.

The city was quiet, only the roar of the waves crashing on the reef, as if it came from the resentment of the devil in hell.

Louis looked into the distance solemnly, the black cat in his arms was already fast asleep with its tail curled up.

The problem in Will Province is much more serious than he imagined.The vampires and humans have always stayed away from each other, and a peace agreement was signed before he fell asleep. Such a large-scale massacre must have the intervention of dark forces.

If it is a member of the blood race, a bloody battle with humans is inevitable.

He stood quietly, and suddenly his ears moved, and he put the black cat into his chest, then threw off his cloak and jumped out of the window.A tall figure was running past the stables at the back of the manor. Louis regained his composure and chased after him.

The blood race has always been the darling of darkness, which means that as long as they are in the dark, they can almost do whatever they want.Just the binoculars with night vision will bring them more convenience.

Especially when stalking prey.

Even so, Louis chased the man all the way to the dense forest on the cliff by the sea.

This means that the prey is not an ordinary person.

Or maybe he's not human at all.

This forest is the local cemetery, and under each tree there is a small grave with a stone or wooden cross.The prey turned its back to Louis, panting against a huge black cross, a strong smell of blood came from his body, along with the familiar smell of decay.

This is a vampire.

From the smell of blood, it can be distinguished that he has just had his first embrace, not yet ready to be born.

This kind of blood race is extremely dangerous. They have just acquired great power, and they have just developed an unparalleled desire for blood.Power will make them get carried away, desire will make them rage.

When encountering such a situation within the blood clan, there is usually only one choice for the safety and stability of the clan.

kill him.

Louis stood ten meters away and looked at him, and smiled secretly for his own caution. He stretched out his sharp fingertips and teeth, and slowly approached, ready to fulfill his responsibility.

The young tall blood race seemed to be unaware of this. He just knelt down under the cross, buried his head deeply, and was gnawing on something. , It makes people feel cold.

Louis stretched out his hand. The nails on his fingertips were hard and slender, shining with a metallic luster. The corners of his eyes sharpened, and he inserted straight into the back of the man in front of him.But before he touched the corner of his clothes, the man turned around as if aware of it.

The moonlight cast down from among the branches, and His Excellency saw a face that was beyond recognition.A big mouth that almost occupied half of the face was filled with black and red flesh, and dirty blood dripped down the corner of the mouth, giving off an unpleasant stench.

The man's nose was almost invisible, and his eye sockets were cracked into two huge black holes. Inside were white pupils with scattered bloodshot eyes, but from the outside, he didn't have the nobility of a vampire at all.

If it wasn't for the fact that he could still smell the scent of the blood race, Louis almost suspected that he had an illusion.

He took his hands back, feeling that this matter was not as simple as it used to be.Even the dirtiest and ugly family in the blood clan would not look like this.

Was he made like this by the vampires in his clan, or by others from outside?This matter seems to need a long-term plan.

His Excellency the Duke tentatively took two steps forward, and the monster immediately yelled at him holding the body covered in mud on the ground. It was full of intimidation, and it could be seen that the other party knew that his strength was not enough, and he hadn't completely lost his mind.

Just at this moment, there was another sound of footsteps outside the forest. The sound was extremely steady, not like a blood clan.The monster's body trembled slightly, it seemed that this was the reason why he fled here.

The night wind was cold, and the huge waves under the cliff outside the forest hit the rocks on the shore, disturbing the little beast in his arms.The little furry head rubbed against Louis's chest, and a pink and tender paw fell out from the chest, and after a couple of swings, the Duke stuffed it back into the placket, and patted it comfortingly.

A ball of light lit up in the dark night, and then rushed towards this side quickly.

When he got closer, the duke could see clearly that it was a tall man, at least two meters tall, wearing a brown leather jacket and pants, covered with a worn-out black cloak, and holding a scythe as long as his body by his side.

His steps were steady and fast, he was outside the forest just now, and he was near in a short while.

Louis looked at his face in surprise, then put down the monster in his hand, with a slight smile on his face.

This play is really interesting, and I can meet old acquaintances here.The blood hunter, Lake, has not seen each other for nearly 300 years since the first battle before he fell asleep. Unexpectedly, he is still so chic and happy. It is really inexplicably uncomfortable to watch.

His Excellency the Duke stood up straight, put one hand on his chest, and stretched his other hand into his bosom to gently stroke twice, calming down the eagerness to fight in his heart.

He will avenge his revenge by himself, but he never thought that before he took the time to find him, he would send it to his door.

Lake was slightly surprised to see another person when he got close. He could tell from the eyes of this person that this person was a blood race with at least 500 years of practice.

"Lake. I haven't seen you for a long time, old friend." The appearance of Duke Louis has not changed from hundreds of years ago. He looks calm and composed, as if he is a few generations behind the gray-bearded Lake.

"You..." Lake took a close look at the young and beautiful face in front of him with the torch, and slowly recalled it in his mind.

Suddenly, he threw down the torch in a jerk, turned around and retreated far away, trying to run, but his body was immobilized by an invisible force.

He watched the devil's ageless face approaching, and tremblingly uttered a name: "It's you, Duke Bruch-Louis."

"Oh, thank you for remembering me. My old friend." The corners of the Duke's mouth curled up, and he leaned forward to look at Lake's wide-open eyes in horror, "I have a question for you, a coward like you, How did you have the guts to trouble me back then, and who gave you the news?"

"..." Lake didn't speak, he looked at the moon in mid-heaven, secretly worried.The Bruch family has always been extremely powerful in combat. When I met him here, when the sun appeared, he would probably have been sucked into a mummified corpse.

He secretly squeezed the sickle tightly in his hand, and suddenly dodged, the clear blade reflected the snow-like moonlight, and slashed straight towards the Duke's neck with the sound of the wind.

Louis sideways let go of the hunter's collar and avoided the silver blade.

The leaves in the forest were rustling, the torch had burned a small bonfire nearby, and the monster was hiding in the graveyard where he had stolen the body parts.And Louis and Lake stood face to face, and the atmosphere was so dignified that it was suffocating.

Lake looked at the Duke opposite, thick beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead.My family knew about my own affairs, and I took advantage of the incident 300 years ago. When I arrived at the castle after receiving an anonymous notice, the Duke had already been immersed in a coffin filled with silver water.

Even so, he was unable to kill the opponent, so he could only close the coffin and seal it with silver nails, forcing the then leader of the blood clan to fall into a deep sleep.

And because of this, he became one of the elders of the vampire hunters, gaining greater strength and more lifespan.

But even so, he was still careful everywhere.Fearing that the truth would be discovered by staying in the Hunter City, he had been beheading young vampires all these years, hoping to calm down his inner fear.

And today, finally, that person was found.

The process of fighting is almost effortless.The Duke dealt with the legendary powerful hunter when the moon was in the west, then summoned his servants, and took him and the monster in the tomb back to the city before sunrise.

There is still a dance waiting for him today.

"Meow~" A thin and soft meow came from the chest, and then a pointed fur ear leaked from the chest, and turned around cautiously, before leaking the other one.Two lively ears were erected on the fluffy round head, which made His Excellency the Duke very happy to see it.

"Miwu~" Gu Xiang stretched his waist in the arms of the Duke, and then stuck his head out from the neckline to look outside. They were sitting in a gorgeous carriage, so they went out just now?What did he miss?

"It's not here yet, you can continue to sleep for a while." The Duke was afraid that he would be bored, so he took the little black cat out of his chest, put it on his lap and gently stroked and scratched it. The black cat immediately gave up all doubts in his heart and looked up. The head is scratched obediently, and the comfortable "snoring" groans/groans come out from time to time, which shows that it is extremely enjoyable.

By the time the carriage entered the manor, the sky had already become brighter.The carriage drove directly into the front hall. With the support of the butler, the Duke got out of the carriage with the black cat in his arms, explained clearly where the two people behind him belonged, and walked into the restaurant with a wave of his hand.

After a busy night, not only him, but the kitten must also be hungry.He had to be fed quickly so that he would be comfortable to hold.

So when eating today, Gu Xiang faced a fish steak that was almost longer than his body, plus various seafood dishes. He silently licked his beard, regretting that he didn't bring the panda's stomach.

The satiated black cat said: Lord Duke is indeed an excellent excrement shoveler.

I am deeply pleased!

The author has something to say:

I was watching "The General Above", and while watching, I typed Louis' name as Zhao Yujin, 2333~