The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

The saint's eyes trembled slightly, he raised his eyes, and the blood race with black hair and red eyes was reflected in the brilliant sky.He traced this outline carefully, engraved it in his heart, and compared it with the information provided to him by the temple, and with the notes and rumors he read and memorized day and night.

It turned out that this was Arecio, the blood prince of three generations, the target he hunted.

The last half of the sentence is currently in doubt.

Aresio couldn't help showing his fangs. His fangs were shorter than those of ordinary vampires. It didn't look like a threat at all, but it could only show that he was very angry.This is the first time since he woke up that he has shown his personal emotions so clearly, albeit negative ones.

Arecio has calculated in his head how many ways to beat the opponent, such as opening his wings immediately, and using the huge impact force to throw the psychopath to the wall over there, the neuropathy will not wait to die, and will definitely open the field, but As long as Arecio is injured by this psychopath and sees blood, it will be his home game!

but……

The fangs pressed against his lips, causing a sharp pain. Through the pain, Arecio took a deep breath and let it out slowly.This imitation of human physiological activities had an effect, and his anger was temporarily cooled.

"Explain clearly." The angry blood said, "I will follow the agreement and give you a chance to explain."

This was an appointment he made with the neuropathy. At that time, the neuropathy could not be called a neuropathy, and it was quite normal... Maybe it was just what Alessio thought was normal.A normal psychopath is definitely not likable, but he is a very reliable friend. They are all confused about the world they exist in.

[I think we can at least agree on one thing. 】

Under the broken rose window, their secret meeting place, said the saint.

【No matter what happens in the future, even if you do the worst evil thing, I will suppress all my anger and listen to your explanation. 】

How did he answer back then?

【... Don't think I can't do what you can do. 】

He can do it!

Andre had already stood up, judging from Aresio's intense emotions that there might be a conflict. Even though one side was the resuscitator from the light camp ten thousand years ago, protecting Aresio was still his highest priority.

But unexpectedly, Alessio himself suppressed his anger, and even asked to hear the other party's explanation.

This is rare, tragedies caused by temporary emotions abound, and it is obvious that the two parties can avoid irreversible consequences by sitting down and talking.Arecio is willing to calm down, which is really rare.

The saint's beautiful blue eyes watched the blood race quietly, showing no emotion.

"Why did you suddenly provoke a big war? Are you blinding me with your previous promise of peace talks? Didn't we discuss and reach an agreement to avoid war as much as possible... Do you still think the hatred between the two sides is not deep enough?!"

Alessio felt the humiliation of being betrayed, and this was the question he was most concerned about. As for the other party's death, he had to be dragged into the coffin. That was something that neuropathy could do, and Alessio didn't plan to pursue it.

But there's one more thing he has to ask, even if it's... if it's...

"That blood crystal..." Arecio's voice lowered, and he glanced at Andre and Allie who were still in the room.

Although the two were a little worried, they still respectfully exited the room, leaving only Aresio and the saint in front of them.

Alessio's eyes flickered, this question was too embarrassing for him.

"That blood crystal...you...what do you mean..."

"...What?" The saint finally spoke, as if he really didn't understand what he was talking about.

The blood race's red pupils suddenly widened!He approached the saint at a speed that is difficult for ordinary people to catch with the naked eye, and the saint reacted extremely quickly. When Aresio's fingertips were about to touch his chest, the musket wrapped in light gold patterns was also aimed at the heart of the blood race .

This action of directly turning the situation into a confrontation made Arecio a little confused.With the ability of neuropathy, he should have avoided his previous surprise attack, and even launched a counterattack. That field is too annoying.

In other words, he felt that the psychopath was a little... weakened?

"Don't pretend to be stupid! You know what you did yourself! How did you send that blood crystal into... into me..." Alessio couldn't even say it, he was already on the verge of detonation, and he strongly doubted This psycho is deliberately playing dumb to tease him.

The blood crystal that melted on the surface of his tongue was obviously used by this psycho... with the tip of his tongue...

But the saint still just looked at him quietly.

"I don't understand what you're talking about?"

"you!"

Aresio is about to explode on the spot, this time it won't be just a test, he really wants to do it!

The saint pondered for a while, then said slowly.

"But I've never really seen you."

"I just spent quite a long time getting to know you from various aspects, including fanciful knight-errant novels and self-proclaimed personal biographies... It can be said that I will accept, or even memorize, all the materials that claim to be related to you."

The saint slowly raised his sky-colored pupils and looked directly at the red pupils of the blood race.

"Everything I study, magic, swordsmanship, calendar, logic, astronomy, mathematics... are only valuable because of your existence."

"——In order to hunt and kill you, I will do whatever it takes to kill you."

"This is my current situation, but..."

The saint's expression finally became dignified.

"Why do they say dark creatures..."

"Precious and cute?"

Arecio even forgot to retract his fangs, and stared blankly at the bewildered saint in front of him.He wondered if he was being tricked again, but the level of script writing by the neuropathy was far from that high, and the way he looked at himself was not right. When the neuropathy looked at him before, his eyes were always on fire.

Combined with what the neuropathy said, Arecio has an absurd guess.

"You haven't seen me yet?"

"Yes."

The sage answered quickly, out of trust in his own judgment.He had already woken up when the blood race opened the coffin, and he realized that the blood race was by his side, so he didn't attack rashly.The temple taught him to make a plan before moving. He didn't know what had happened to allow him to fall into the hands of the vampire, but since the vampire hadn't done anything, he could keep a secret vigilance and listen to the movement.

However...his hunting target seemed equally confused at first.

Even tried to shake him up and shatter the three views together.

Alessio finds it ridiculous. He doesn't know the arrangement of the temple, and most of this arrangement will not be implemented, so he can only barely calculate the years when he and the psychopath were awake at the same time...about a hundred years.

This hundred years is a real hundred years. In fact, if you really want to calculate it, it should be hundreds of years.Because the vampires often fell into a deep sleep due to boredom or other reasons, at that time, the temple would freeze the hunters they carefully cultivated until the vampires woke up again and started to move.

After all, human life is too short, and hunters who are vigorously trained for a certain blood group can only use this method to fully display their full value.

"It seems that you already have an idea." The saint said firmly.

"There's something wrong with your memory."

Arecio stared at him, then slowly withdrew his hand, as if he was not afraid that the saint would shoot suddenly.It was only after he withdrew that he realized to his surprise that he should have more precautions against the neurosis of this period.

But when the retreat was withdrawn, he just put on a sullen face, pretending nothing happened.

The saint paused for a moment, and slowly withdrew his gun.The weight of this gun is different from the one he originally used, which made him more convinced that something incomprehensible happened to him. After waking up, these so-called people from ten thousand years ago could not explain it to him, only the vampire in front of him Can.

"To be precise, you are only awake, and you have lost nearly a hundred years of memory." Alessio mentally added and subtracted to convert the human calendar from ten thousand years ago. However, there were several kingdom changes in the middle, and he often fell asleep. How to pay attention, it should have failed.

"Are you familiar with the Bloodline Calendar?"

The sage paid attention to the "now", which means that he was familiar with the past.

"familiar."

This is his homework.

"The year I saw you was [-] of the blood moon calendar. At that time, I went to break the silver cross on the main church of the temple, and the temple sent you to stop me."

It was later than the time scheduled for him by the temple, the saint pondered, this should be due to the fact that the blood race did not show up for a long time.

But he also cares about another thing...

"Has the silver cross been broken off?"

Arecio, who was trying to remember the year, was very tired when he heard the words. The neuropathy had started to shift focus since then.

"In front of you, break it!" He replied angrily, and saw the corner of the saint's mouth tightened, he must have made a note in his heart.

He also wanted to break up with this narrow-minded psychopath on the spot!

There was a cautious knock on the door, probably because the people outside were worried that there would be a fight inside, or more precisely, they were afraid that the precious dark creatures would be hurt.Alessio didn't know how weak the dark creature was in their eyes, and he was worried after a while, so he had to speed up his speech.

"I'll talk about the details later. The year we fell asleep was [-] of the blood moon calendar, around the Day of Resurrection. If you have doubts about your physical condition, it's good to ask them to arrange an examination for you. I saw it in the contract before." Similar projects."

He finished speaking in a hurry and opened the door. Apart from Andre and Ai Li, there were actually a few more staff members in special dark clothes outside.

Alessio saw the things they hid with sharp eyes.

Is this going to... break the door?Breaking down and beating crazy?

"It seems that you are fine." The white-haired unicorn smiled slightly, "That's great, the atmosphere between the two of you was not very good before, according to the operation manual of our center, the time between dark creatures and dangerous people Preferably no more than 10 minutes."

Arecio: "..."

He looked at the "dangerous person" with every strand of hair declaring his identity in the light camp, and the saint really pursed his lips, looking as incredible as him.

You guys are in the same camp, right?Don't fight among yourself!