[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy protagonist every day

Sparse moonlight shone through the dark blue curtains in the carriage, and Mo Yu leaned on the thick and soft seats. Regarding his rare travel experience, he still maintained a peaceful attitude of silently watching.

In fact, he really wanted to ask Wamir about the current information, but the inconceivably clear isolation policy of the protagonist made his question without any suspense.

Should I say that I have to pay back everything?With a cold face, Mo Yu recalled the scene when he kept his mouth shut in front of Wamir.

However, other than that, everyone knows what it means for a mutated vampire and a human to be alone in a closed space with poor ventilation. Neither party has any reason to force it. Through the gap in the curtain blown by the night wind, he happened to catch a glimpse of the corner of the cloak of the blond blood race walking forward on the royal horse.

Along the way, there was very little bumping in the carriage. Apart from the comfortable soft seats in the carriage, a more important reason was that they were walking on a large road.

His complexion darkened, and Mo Yu didn't have any inquisitive thoughts. Anyway, judging from the current situation, such a mobilization was nothing more than Wamir's desire to go to the dignified hall to announce the news of himself as king.He has long realized that in this plane, there are too many things that cannot be controlled by him.

After an unknown amount of time, the carriage finally stopped moving. Mo Yu let go of his eyes and packed his clothes before getting out of the carriage. Wamir had already quickly turned over and got off the horse, waiting under him with a smile on his lips. .

As soon as the black boots landed, a warm black short fleece cape wrapped him warmly.

"Don't catch a cold." Wamir cared decently and gently.

Mo Yu raised his eyes, but happened to meet Wamir's beautiful blue pupils.

In fact, Wamir seldom smiles, or in other words, he seldom shows his delicate and caring thoughts in front of others, but tonight, under the cold moonlight, Mo Yu even saw the protagonist's smile slightly revealed because of joy. Little fangs.

what are you up to?A bold question quietly arose in Mo Yu's heart, he felt a kind of absurd deviation that he did not expect, similar to some kind of hidden mutated vegetation that broke through the ground.

Mo Yu noticed the unusual gentleness in Wamir's jerky movements, as if... the traverser's eyes were darkened, and he faintly felt an uncomfortable emotion—as if he was afraid of hurting him? !

Mo Yu nodded his head lightly and stopped looking at him. He sank his thoughts and set his eyes on the majestic building in front of him.

At the same time, three bloody characters flooded into his mind, Judgment Day!

Vampires have no faith. They use their immortal bodies to pay homage to the unknown path. Unlike humans, they maintain their rule by deifying the status of priests. For blood clans, blood is a symbol of force, and the building in front of them is Is the representative of the government.

"It's the elders' house." Mo Yu sighed inexplicably.

In the original plot, this is an unforgettable emotional scene, because this is the place where Wamir and Orillia held their wedding. In this semi-circular quaint building, Wamir designed and killed ten Two members of the high cabinet, and made a lifetime oath to Aurilla in the bloody Shura field.

When Mo Yu had just transmigrated, he wore a red robe in the human camp and was worshiped by everyone.But once it changes, in the camp of vampires, it becomes nothing more than a human prisoner with no power to restrain the chicken.

The building in front of him was tall, and the lonely moonlight shone through those half-moon-shaped gaps. Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and he stared for a long time before he got used to the night light.

Then there was a soft call, in his mind, "Senior," said the little intern in a gentle voice, "They are all here."

Mo Yu knew who the 'they' were who the little intern reminded.

The spirit guards, the major families, the elders, the dignitaries of all walks of life, and the new master who tortured Wamir day and night...

Thinking of this, Mo Yu glanced at Wamir in a strange way, but was misunderstood by the other party. He gave Mo Yu a reassuring and slightly smug smile, and Mo Yu saw that kind of destiny in that smile The sadness of the script, but he has no way to explain it to Wamir.

In fact, he did not do this. He walked ahead of Wamir, and the vampire guarding the gate stared at the black-haired human in a short fleece cape with fearful eyes, but after all, it was Wamir's gesture. Next opened the door.

Mo Yu straightened his back. At the moment of darkness, he clearly realized that Judgment Day cannot be escaped.

***

However, what is disappointing is that the tall and straight spine of the traverser shrank silently the moment he entered the hall of the elders' house. Mo Yu thought that no one would care about his current appearance except the protagonist, but who could tell? What happened to his dozen or so familiar humans bound in the middle of the field?

All the prisoners in the center of the venue had a relationship with him. Although he changed his identity and hid his face at that time, he had already sorted out the biographical information of those people with careful thought.As the upstarts of the major families, they may not care about a military therapist who disappeared halfway, but they all know the new young bishop of the church.

In other words, they all recognize Mo Yu's current face!

In this regard, the traverser said that he really freaked out——

Sitting among the seats on the south side, Wamir once again wanted to untie Mo Yu's black cloak with concern, but this time he was stopped by Mo Yu's cold words.

"No need." Mo Yu shirked.

The current situation is that the species of the protagonist and the traverser are different. Since there is no way to empathize with him, Wamir naturally has no reason to force it. He looked at Mo Yu with a gentle expression, and just crossed his hands on his knees, turned his face, Unexplainably, he smiled at the family representatives sitting across from An. Such an attitude, generally speaking, was abnormal!

Mo Yu noticed the series of subtle changes of the protagonist, but his greatest attention was still in the center of the scene.

He once walked with the prisoners who had their backs turned to him, and there were many emergencies, but it was too difficult to understand that the dark side in the original book was put on the bright side as a bargaining chip.

The death of the prince stimulated the protagonist so much?Mo Yu closed his eyes and thought for a while, then he glanced at Wamir quietly again, but it seemed that it shouldn't be.

What broke the traveler's thinking was a deafening bell ringing!

At the elders' table in the north, a vampire whose name he didn't know, but who could be seen suddenly stood up. Seeing this, Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, knowing in his heart that the trial had already begun.

What's interesting is that the first line of this serious trial turned out to be Wamir's pre-emptive strike. As soon as he got to the point, Mo Yu lost his mind of wandering. He sat beside Wamir and listened carefully for a while. Lie down on the table in front of you and close your eyes.

What needs to be declared is that he doesn't really want to go to sleep. Although the living habits of human beings have always been like this, he is used to it these days, so naturally he doesn't have that much sleepiness.

It's just that he himself was a cardinal at the beginning, so he obviously met those disciples of the church.

As for how much negative effect his own non-serious behavior will bring to Wamir, Mo Yu said that compared with wearing gangs, he doesn't care at all, okay?

The current protagonist just wants to take this opportunity to declare his sovereignty. What a big deal. With the blessing of the protagonist's aura and the luck of the plane, it is not normal to fail.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu no longer felt worried. Just in case, he deliberately took off his shawl and covered his head...

In response, Wamir said: "..."

I always feel that my prince has collapsed, what's the matter?