The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

He looked at the blood clan who was dumbfounded by his question, with his mouth half-opened, revealing two sharp fangs.

Arecio is completely stupefied now. He doesn't know how the insanity figured out his small thoughts. He thought he was covering up well. He thought he could cover up himself, but he forgot the person in front of him now. To study his destiny as his life's work.

He has nowhere to hide, all his bright or despicable thoughts, there is nowhere to hide in these sky-colored clear pupils.

"Isn't that true, Areci?"

The saint asked a question, and he immediately wanted to shake his head subconsciously, but the saint stared straight at him and said affirmatively.

"I think it is."

"I think you want to give me [First Embrace]."

What he said was so certain that Alessio couldn't deny it at all.Alessio felt the world flashing in front of his eyes, and later realized that it was his eyelashes that were trembling in extreme anxiety.

His despicable thoughts were finally exposed, and he had nowhere to hide.

The saint spoke slowly again, calling his name.

"Aresi, about this..."

The fangs stung his lips, Arecio raised his head sharply, and spoke first.

"I didn't mean to insult you!"

"I think it can be considered."

They spoke at the same time, but at the same time they heard each other's words clearly.For the first time, Ruzius was a little confused about the matter about Aresio. He thought for a while, but he didn't understand why Alesio characterized this matter as an "insult".

"……insult?"

"Consider? You said consider?" The already dejected blood suddenly cheered up, "Are you willing to be embraced by me? Would you like me...to be your father?"

"...The issue of being a father will be discussed later. I am very concerned about why you take this as an insult to me."

Luzius found that after this question, Alessio's invisible ears drooped again.

"Because I gave you [First Embrace], it seems to be denying you as a human being." Alessio said softly, "I don't want that. I respect human beings, and I respect you as a human being who keeps chasing me , I don’t think there is any good in being a blood race, at least when I was transformed into a blood race, I only felt pain.”

He looked up at the glowing Eternal Stones in the darkness, the light gradually climbing to the top of the pit and then stopping.

"After becoming a blood race, if you don't spend your time simulating it, you won't have the temperature and heartbeat of a human being. You need to grab blood forever and live in darkness forever."

"This 'living' will last so long that I have to go to sleep to dispel boredom."

"At the end of life, there will be no one left."

He smiled lightly.

"And, do you believe it? I used to want to be someone like you, righteous, bright... Of course, the nature of being crazy doesn't count. I want to make many friends, take risks in the sun, and appear in every bard in the strings of the harp."

"However, as I became a blood race, all of this has completely become a fantasy."

"I don't want to change the trajectory of your life. You are just like this, there is nothing better."

Just as he was talking, Alessio felt a weight on his head, and the saint stroked the top of his hair expressionlessly, his eyes revealing some kind of...deep pain.

"Aresi, let me ask you, after becoming a vampire, I will still live with you, right?"

Aresio thought for a moment and nodded.

"Of course you can if you don't want to move, and you can share half of the coffin."

"Then, I still have to go to the Institute of Ancient History to work."

Luzius asked again, and Aresio looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"It's even more boring if you don't work, do you want to grow hair at home?"

The saint took a deep breath, the foreshadowing had been completed, and he entered the last and most critical question.

"Speaking of family, don't I have to do housework after I become a blood race?"

Arecio's eyes slowly emptied, as if he understood something.

"Look, even if I become a blood race, will my life trajectory change a little bit?"

No, not at all, the psycho is still the one who lives with him, goes to work in the research institute on weekdays, and bears almost all the housework.Alessio felt a little guilty in his heart, and with the last bit of conscience, he asked.

"How about I help you share some housework?"

"Father love?"

"right!!!"

Luzius took a deep breath and told himself that the atmosphere was right now, so don't worry about the fact that Alessio took advantage of him.

"If you still have concerns and think [First Embrace] is destroying me as a human being, then I have a better proposal here." Luzius said slowly, "You can, before I die, Transform me into a vampire."

"In this way, instead of destroying me, you saved me."

He didn't tell Aresio that the hunters of the temple couldn't [First Embrace] this matter.

The life of a blood race is like a long river that never stops flowing, and the short hundred years of a mortal is just a froth on this long river... He once thought this way, feeling dark and unwilling.Sometimes staring at Arecio, staring at the face favored by eternal life, he can count the despicableness in his heart one by one.

Want to get it, can't get it; want to possess it, but can't possess it... He doesn't know what he has experienced in the past to become the neuropathy that Arecio said, but this kind of emotion is undoubtedly the best fuel for combustion. There used to be too many things lying across, fighting to death may be the best ending.

Arresi, however, jumped towards him and fell into his arms.From that moment on, nothing really mattered to him.

Responding to his, his destiny...

He should wear the wreath of eternal life forever.

Alessio felt that this idea was really good, and the neuropathy did not resist becoming a blood race, which finally put down a big stone in his heart.He even supports the proposal to transform the other party before his death, because he hopes that the neuropathy can go through his life as a human being smoothly.Of course, if the time is too long, the mentality may change. No matter what the opponent chooses, Arecio will accept it.

A certain sense of responsibility suddenly rose in his heart. It is true that the psychopath understands the vampire, but there are still many things that the parent vampire should teach his offspring, and he has to teach the psychopath all of them.Thinking of this, Aresio's heart suddenly moved. He felt that the domain above the pothole had been constructed——

Wangcheng opened the door, and the shadow rose spread wantonly. It was a grand full moon hanging high in the snow-shaded sky instead of the day.

"It's finally coming to an end, and none of the people in the temple can survive." Aresio looked at the top of the pit, and the lightsaber had begun to weaken, showing that the people above were in big trouble. He sneered.

"It's useless, no matter where they flee, the bats will catch up with them."

"Let them die in the fear of endless escape."

Above the pit, Delvi noticed that the light of the Eternal Darkness Stone stayed no more than [-] centimeters from the top. She was stunned for a moment, and then she was ecstatic!

stopped!This terrifying monster like a black hole finally has no power!

She heard her communicator ringing, and the lightsabers around her gradually became sparse, so she ordered the Silver Crusaders to increase their output while picking up the communication, facing Amon.Delvi saw a laceration on Amon's shoulder. Although it was treated, there were still traces of blood seeping out.

"Did you fail?" Delvi raised her voice slightly, "You have failed Mr. Theo's trust! My side is about to succeed, you must turn around immediately, and you cannot let the pursuers know the location of the mine."

She didn't get along well with Amon in the first place. During this trip to the northern front, Amon still didn't follow his plan in every way, and Delvi had already accumulated a lot of anger in her heart.

Through the screen, the hunter just looked at her quietly.

"It wasn't me who failed, it was you, Delvi."

The wind and snow blew the hunter's cloak, he pressed the wound on his shoulder that was about to open again, and raised his head.He was already standing in front of the mine, amidst the wind and snow, the bloody full moon was looming.The mine has long since changed into another look. The fortified city walls are towering, shadow roses are everywhere, and countless bats with bloodthirsty eyes are chasing and killing every person belonging to the temple in the mine.

A Silver Crusader died at the entrance of the mine, and the mine was marked with [Number One].A bat crouched on the body of the Silver Crusader, came into contact with Amon's sight, and bared its sharp teeth threateningly.In the shadow behind it, more bats surged. The bats occupied the mine and pulled out all the arrangements of the temple.

Amon didn't come forward, it was meaningless. Each of these bats possessed high-level dark and blood magic. After devouring all the layout and personnel of the temple here, they had completely transformed into terrifying monsters.

[Red Moon King City, full moon] is a feast for bats under the moon.

The bats have completely occupied the mine, and there are supplies of blood. Arecio believes that as long as he can go up from here, he and the neuropathy are absolutely safe.

"...So, how do we go up?" the saint asked, and Aresio's body froze, and then he felt the opponent's hand gently brushing the upper part of his back, where the wings grow.

"I really don't have much magic power left, so..." The saint prolonged his tone on purpose, and said with a faint smile, "Where are your wings, Aresi?"

Arecio opened his mouth, and after confirming his crazy thoughts, he no longer intends to use long wings as a cover, he will change his words.Unexpectedly, the saint fully understood his intention and blocked it precisely.

"I'll help as much as I can, don't you need blood?" Just like that time in their common house, in the darkness, the saint loosened his collar and exposed his neck.But this time he undoubtedly did a better job. His fingertips drew a line of blood on the wrist and the side of the neck. He and Aresio were already very close, and the rich scent of blood instantly filled Aresio's senses. Alessio's pupils began to shrink slowly.

The saint pondered for a moment and thought of a more appropriate statement.

"Perhaps you can also see this as... a preview of [First Embrace]?"

Aresio covered his mouth to prevent his fangs from being exposed, and he was using his willpower to endure.

"You're too courageous... I'm not afraid that I'll bite you and cause you to bleed profusely!"

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

"...?"

It's really a magical reality, the hunter taught the vampire how to bite.

Arecio was about to reply, but the scent of blood made his reaction less sensitive. As a result of being half a beat behind, the saint directly grabbed his cheek.The saint made a little effort, and the tips of the pair of small fangs were faintly visible on his lips.

Alessio struggled suddenly, he tried to free up one hand to cover his mouth, but his two hands were directly fixed on the cave wall by the opponent's domain.

"Crazy! You... what do you want to do?"

When he opened his mouth to swear, the fangs couldn't hide at all. Luzius took the opportunity to observe his fangs. If there were no accidents, this pair of fangs would appear in his pocket tonight.Realizing this, Alessio shut his mouth quickly, and refused to open it no matter what.

"Why are you so uncooperative?" The saint looked very dissatisfied, "Don't you want to go back to the camp early?"

Aresio gritted his teeth.

"I'll just bite! You won't die even if you bleed heavily!"

"But if I bleed heavily, do you think you can still be awake?"

"..."

"Open."

shaking.

Maybe it's anger, maybe it's shyness, but his destiny, which is bound by him here, is already trembling.This slight trembling that dared not raise his head, in Luzius' perception, was as lovable as a chick born in spring, he didn't want to bless the nest from afar, he wanted to catch the chick out of the nest, completely Hold it in your palm.

"Open." He knew Aresio too well, and after knowing this, the blood race would no longer resist him.

The pair of small fangs appeared in his line of sight again. The saint looked calm and lifted Alessio's jaw. He carefully estimated the length of the fangs. He seemed to think that this was not accurate, so he did not hesitate at all. With his upper hand, he stroked the left fang with his fingertips, and he knew the approximate length in his heart. .

"!!!"

Aresio immediately gave him a sip, and immediately regretted it. A drop of blood oozed from the saint's fingertips, and the sweet breath wafted everywhere.Arecio felt that the tip of his tongue was about to move, wanting to lick the blood bead, he held back, and when he was about to let go, the saint naturally wiped the blood bead on his tongue.

"Can't wait?" He chuckled softly, seeing Alessio desperately wanting to back off, he lightly pressed the back of his neck, like catching a cat trying to escape, and raised his wrist.

"Your fangs are indeed shorter, and it may be a bit inconvenient when you suck blood, but I will teach you."

He really taught in detail the essentials of how to suck blood, how to bite, and how hard to use, as if he was a vampire.Arecio stared at the saint's wrist, amidst the scent of blood that continued to spread, he had lost his sanity after not eating blood for almost a day and a night.

His sanity was completely broken at the invitation of the Holy One.

"Come on, bite here."

He bit the opponent's wrist with one bite, Luzius took a short breath of cold air, pressed the back of his neck with the other hand, and groped the back of his neck and the broken hair on the back of his head in a soothing manner.The position where the fangs fell was just right, and there was not a lot of blood gushing out like the previous few times, but it was enough for Arecio to swallow. Except that he had no reluctance after being pinched on both cheeks to adjust the position at the beginning.

Arecio felt that he was intoxicated in a drunken dream. In the dream, there were many rose vines, and the rose vines were dotted with crimson flowers. These flowers suddenly turned into aged wine and spilled, covering Arecio's body. , also fell insane.Arecio turned his head and found that the neuropathy was also standing under these rose vines with him, and the cloak was stained with the smell of wine.

The rose vine, the sun that cut the leaves, the crimson wine... The neurotic stood amidst all these and smiled at him.

[When everything is over, I will also plant roses in the yard. 】

The cheek was pinched slightly again, and someone's finger wiped some blood from his lips, and then the finger was stained with the scent of flowers and wine in Arecio's perception.He sniffed and followed his fingers, and the saint led him all the way to his neck.

"Bite here, you need to use a little force, your fangs are relatively short."

The light blue blood vessels pulsated slightly in his sight, Alessio licked the residual blood on his lips, his completely drunk brain couldn't think of anything else.He was about to follow his instinct to bite down, when those crimson flowers and the image of the saint under the flowers spun in his mind again, he abruptly paused, turned his head, and rubbed the saint's cheek.

"I'll be careful."

"It doesn't hurt."

He learned how to appease the prey without a teacher, and he also learned the position of the lower mouth without a teacher. He only felt that after listening to what he said just now, the hands of the neuropathy who pressed the back of his neck suddenly increased their strength, and the blood vessels on the side of the neck It also bulged slightly, as if it was enduring something.He didn't think much, the tip of his tongue swept over and bit down.

In the silence, the saint pressed Arecio's hand with blue veins, but the force was gentle.He really didn't feel any pain this time, only bliss, bliss, bliss, boundless bliss, the magnified bliss was tearing his reason, he glanced at the time on the portable optical brain.

It's a pity that the military should be looking for it, otherwise...

Reaching into his pocket with his free hand, Luzius touched a piece of sugar and threw it into his mouth to grind it. His hand was still firmly placed on top of Aresio's head.

He would also pity Arecio before he sucked blood, which made him feel pity for him, and he couldn't do anything to belittle the other party here.

For this is his destiny, immortal, dazzling, crowned.

There was a slight sound of fabric tearing, and Luzius' expression moved slightly. He remembered what he had temporarily forgotten due to bliss just now.

—Aresi's wings.