There's always someone who keeps falling in love with me

Jaco finally became a complete vampire, but the trouble that followed was that he was still afraid of light, and became even more afraid of light.

The Hillarys insisted on keeping him here, and Jacco had been thinking about it.It was too much of a risk for him to stay in one place, but the Hillarys would make a good cover just as well.

When she found out that Jacco's hair turned white overnight, Xilali was very surprised and worried and asked: "My God, what happened! My poor little..."

Jaco said heartbroken and distressed: "I... I am a deserter, Sister Xilali, I... I have no right to stay here with you..."

666 couldn't help applauding his nonsense.

Jaco's appearance is so deceiving, he's such a poor little creature.

Hillary quickly hugged Jia Ke into her arms, her plump body almost surrounded the whole of Jia Ke.Maybe the former Jacco could still fantasize about it, but now he has become completely gay, and now he only feels suffocated.

"Tell us, Kental." Cilari's husband rescued Jaco just in time.

Jia Ke was silent for a long time, and said: "I have a lover..."

Jaco made up a lie with his three-inch tongue.His lover died because of a vampire. In order to get revenge, he couldn't bear the end of serving for three years before finding a new guide. He wanted to become a vampire hunter, but the conscription period came earlier than he expected.

Becoming a vampire hunter is not simply a matter of going to the church and registering. He needs to undergo multiple tests and complete multiple tasks in a short period of time to become a vampire hunter. Therefore, it is difficult for "Kental" to pass the assessment before the conscription period.

Hillary said distressedly: "My child, you can wait until you finish your service to become a vampire hunter, or join the army to kill vampires for the country."

Jaco suppressed his grief and anger and said: "I can't wait...and I know that my physical fitness is too poor, and they won't let me go to the front line."

Hillary looked at Jacco's thin figure, and already agreed with his words in her heart.

"I want to be a vampire hunter, even a deserter! I want to be like Fred..."

Fred is the idol in the hearts of all vampire hunters, his rebellion, his strength, including his handsomeness, everything has become the basic condition for him to become an idol.

The Hillary couple looked at each other.

"I...I have always felt guilty that I was a deserter, and I was afraid that I would not be able to avenge my lover...I..." Jaco hugged his head, crying heartbroken. From behind, 666 silently sprinkled some e-paper money for the lover who was directly handed out by Jia Ke.

Seeing Jacco's regretful look, Cilari couldn't help but hugged Jacco tightly again.Her female cat also leaped onto Jaco's cub, making Cilari's husband's otter circle around anxiously and angrily.

Jia Ke quickly stopped the struggling little leopard from resisting. He looked at his hands with tired and downcast eyes and said, "I want to become stronger..."

-

Hillary thought that Kental's "hair turned white overnight" because of yesterday's barrier collapse, and she felt very distressed about it.And despite her husband's objection, she vacated a small attic for Jaco.

Only Jaco knew what was going on.New vampires embraced by duke-level and above vampires will gradually have the characteristics of their "father" or "mother".The woman's silver hair had apparently been "inherited" to Jaco without waste.

Cilari prepared a large number of vampire hunter exam books for Jaco for his review.Jia Ke looked at the pile of books that looked like a hill, and the heads were getting bigger.

Looks like vampire hunters aren't doing too well.He carried the book into his small attic with a sigh of relief.After Hillary left, the curtains were drawn quickly.

Because of the reason of preparing for the exam, he didn't have to go out anymore.Even the daily food is served by Hillary for him.Jaco has gradually lost his sense of human taste, but over a long period of time in the past, he has developed the ability to swallow human food without changing his face, and then spit it out.

During the day, Jaco would sleep soundly or read a book in the attic, and at night he would leave the attic and go hunting.

He was very careful not to kill a single person.And his spiritual body and 666 have also become his best sirens.

-

In the high tower of the church, Fred sat on the last seat with his legs crossed, watching the bishops and priests who came in one after another.They were all dressed brightly and carried scepters and crosses in their hands.There were two or three other vampire hunters besides Fred, and Fred was clearly the least restrained of them all.

"According to the recent report of blood samples collected in the district, the number of vampires in the fifth district has increased," the reporter, Father Gera, said while holding the cross. "Anomalies have also appeared in the seventh district."

"District [-]?" another priest said, "The law and order in District [-] has always been the best, why..."

All eyes were on Fred who was sitting at the end of the table.The most famous person in the seventh district is not the bishop of the seventh district, but Fred.With Fred around, the number of vampires in District [-] is almost the lowest in the entire empire.

Fred shrugged, saying he had nothing to say.

"There are many cases of ischemic symptoms in District [-], it must be done by vampires, but we haven't collected any samples, not even bite marks," Jerra said worriedly, "They didn't kill people, is it theirs? The plan started to change? This way, it will be difficult for us to catch the culprit."

The faces of several priests became serious.If vampires also start to let go of their dignity and take countermeasures in accordance with human policies, the difficulty for them to hunt and kill vampires will increase several times.

Fred didn't say anything, he just played with a vampire's fang in his hand, thinking about his previous search work.He found no trace.If the other party is really a vampire who has just experienced first embrace, he may have been preparing for becoming a vampire for quite a long time.The opponent knows all the weaknesses and strengths of vampires, and knows better how to avoid danger.Just like now, the priests no longer discuss the matter of the seventh district, but instead discuss the fifth district.

The problem in the fifth district is obviously more serious than that in the seventh district.

The meeting lasted three hours and ended when the tower bell struck the tenth stroke.

The bishops and priests left one by one in order of rank, and Fred remained in the last few without any objection.As soon as he was about to leave, he was stopped by the bishop of the seventh district, Lasjie.

"Fred, stay a while." Lasger held a Bible and followed Fred slowly.

"Bishop Lasger." Fred saluted him, and stuffed his fangs into his sleeves.Bishop Lasjie is over 60 years old. He is not a strong sentinel himself, but he has the gentleness and compassion of a guide.He said with emotion: "Thank God for letting you come to the seventh district. You have made enough contributions for us."

During the entire meeting, many people questioned Fred's ability, but Fred didn't respond in any way. Right now, he just nodded and left the church with his equipment.

A priest stepped forward, looked at Fred's back, and said, "This is really a rebellious hunter."

"Kelvin." Lasger looked back at his father.He knew that Kelvin had always disliked Fred, despite their relationship as cousins.Fred's status as a guide, his family, and his abilities were far superior to Kelvin's. At that time, almost everyone in Fred's family believed that Fred would become a great cardinal in the future, but Fred Red didn't.

Instead, Kelvin exhausted all his efforts and resources to become a priest.He has always been very proud of his identity, but he didn't expect Fred to become a hunter without even entering the tower.And he is a hunter whose reputation far exceeds that of ordinary bishops.

Lasjie looked at Fred's back, turned to Kelvin and said, "The next season's hunter selection is about to start, so we have to get ready as soon as possible."

Kelvin nodded quickly.Every year in the Seventh District, hundreds of people want to participate in the selection of vampire hunters, but often only a few people pass.

He regretted that Fred was not the priest of this parish when he was selected, otherwise he would definitely pull him down.

-

Black shadows run in the night city.

The teenager was sitting on the roof drinking when Fred caught sight of him.The entire Seventh District was familiar to him like his back garden, so even though he was very silent in the meeting, he thought more carefully in his heart, wanting to search out that cunning Ancilla.

When the boy was surrounded, Fred's black shadow jumped to the top of another room and looked down.

Several people surrounded the young man. They held weapons in their hands and looked at the young man with malicious intent.Fred squinted his eyes and looked down, and suddenly recognized the guy who was lying on the strong man with an emotional face.

There are red light districts in every region, and there are countless such teenagers or youths in every place.They don't learn well, they only know about stealing, blackmailing or taking drugs. They have more or less been in the police station, as long as they see a police officer, they run away like vigilant mice.

Fred was a vampire hunter, and he never troubled these people, but he knew that these people were the prey of many vampires.

They may have no father or mother, and their disappearance or death will not cause great social repercussions. Some low-level vampires like to target them.

Fred stared at the situation below, stuffing his flat metal wine bottle into his breast pocket.

The boy stepped back step by step, the hood blocked his eyes, Fred still could only see the other party's bright red lips.

"Hand over your money, little bastard," said one of the men with a weapon in his hand.

The boy stretched his hand back and swallowed nervously.

"Remember to be quicker next time," another man smiled maliciously, "You can steal from anyone, but please don't steal from us."

These gangsters were once pickpockets, and they are all too familiar with the youth's skills.

The young man pursed his lips and took two steps back and said, "No, I can't return it to you..."

The three men looked at each other, raised the iron rod in their hands and swung it at the boy.Fred's piercing eyes followed the boy's every move.However, just like ordinary punks who were beaten, the boy could only curl up his body, hid in a corner and shivered, and wailed uncontrollably.

"No..." he said tremblingly, "I really need money...I'm sorry..."

The grown men beat harder and harder.Fred frowned.

A man stepped on the boy's head, and the boy cried out breathlessly, "I'm sorry..." His little leopard was circling around anxiously, becoming sluggish.

Maybe, Fred thought, his instincts were wrong.This guy is not a vampire.If he was a vampire, he would have given away by now.Fred looked up at the sky and thought maybe he was being too sensitive.That cunning Ancilla made him a bit of an underdog.

The boy whose head was stepped on the ground looked like a weak wretch, crying until tears and snot flowed out. The person who stepped on him raised a stick to finish him, but was stopped by the man on the side.The man squatted down and looked at the young man with red eyes: "What do you want money for? You are almost dead."

The boy closed his mouth tightly and wiped his nose vigorously with his hands. "I, I want to sign up..."

"Sign up?" The man and the two people behind him exchanged glances.

"I, I want to participate in the selection of vampire hunters..."

Fred looked down again.The three men laughed as if they had heard the best joke.

The squatting man grabbed the boy by the collar, causing him to struggle several times because he couldn't control his balance. "Vampire hunter? This dream is really great." The man lifted the boy's wrist, looked at him mockingly and said, "Oh, with your body?"

The boy said angrily and cowardly: "I, I am a sentinel!"

The man seemed to be taken aback.Fred saw the man undo his belt. "I heard that the five senses of the sentinel are very sharp, but this is the first time I have seen such a weak sentinel... I think it would be fun for you to do that kind of thing, right?" He suddenly changed his mind.

There are many people who hate Sentinels, because they are stronger and more arrogant than ordinary people.Among the cynical lowlifes, Sentinel is often the target of verbal attacks.Fred scolded an idiot in his heart, and watched indifferently as the boy was pinned to the ground again.

"Hold him." The man said as he tore off the boy's cloak.

Fred frowned again.

The boy's hair is silver-white, which is a rare color.His skin was pale, but his lips were extremely red."You really don't look like a sentinel," said the man.

When the man ripped open his pants, Fred thought to himself, if it was a vampire, it would be a vampire too weak for him to trample to death, let alone that cunning Ancilla.Vampires have always been arrogant and brainless, and they will never allow themselves to be like bedbugs-even though they are a bunch of bedbugs.

Fred landed in front of the group without warning.

When he landed, Jacco, who was buried under the man, finally cursed "fuck" silently.If it weren't for this bastard, he wouldn't have had to act for so long.

He stole the wallets of these people just to get them hooked.In the past few days, he has collected a lot of blood through this method.In order not to attract attention, he only collected a very small amount of blood each time, which doubled the number of people he needed.This time, he caught three at a time. He thought it would be a lucky night, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the alley, he sensed the vampire hunter squatting above him—it was simply unlucky.

The man lying on top of Jaco had taken off his pants, showing his ass, looking silly at Fred.Jaco looked at Fred with a "shocked" look, looking as silly as the others.

Fred was dressed in black robes, like a priest, but his equipment was clearly that of a vampire hunter.

Fred looked at the three men impatiently, and swung a short stick in his hand by his feet, and two equal lengths slipped out of the short stick, turning into a long stick.

The deterrent effect of the vampire hunter was obviously much greater than that of a weak sentinel, and the three gangsters jumped up before they could lift their pants.

"It's a hunter—"

"hunter!"

"Vampire Hunter!"

The three huddled together.The man holding up his trousers warned him vigilantly, "You can only kill vampires!"

"I followed a vampire here," Fred said impatiently. "I smell him." All three felt goosebumps creep up as his warning gaze fell on them.The man with his trousers up looked at Jacco unwillingly, and roared, "Let's go!"

Jia Ke turned his face slowly, lowering his head and not daring to look at him.He said tremblingly, "Thank you...thank you..."

Fred stood before him for a moment.He suddenly grabbed Jacco by the neck, lifted him up and pressed him against the wall.Jacko's face flushed red.Fred's thumb touched Jacco's neck—no hole.

"Open your mouth," Fred said.

Jaco gritted his teeth.He's still an Ancilla and can't control his teeth very well.

"Open your mouth," Fred said again.For the first time, the boy's face was fully exposed in front of him. Although it was in the dark night, it was very conspicuous because of his pale complexion.Ancillas who are under attack have difficulty controlling their temper, their eyes will turn red, their teeth will become longer, and their nails will be exposed——

Jaco opened his mouth.

Fred frowned.He didn't see very conspicuous tusks - although this guy's teeth were indeed sharp.

His thumb went into Jacco's mouth, touching the other's fangs and gums lightly.Jacco only felt a slight itch, which made him want to bite down.

Fred drew his finger out.He let go of Jacco, who was holding his throat, and said coldly, "You'd better not show your feet."

Jaco gave him a dazed and panicked look.But in his heart he was cursing the vigilance of the other party.Even so, don't let him go.

Fred glanced at him again, but didn't notice any of the panic in the other's eyes that is typical of low-level vampires when facing a hunter.He took back the long stick in his hand and left the alley in two steps.Not long after he left, Jaco reminisced about the taste of the guide's blood permeating the edges of his lips and teeth, and his eyes couldn't help turning red...

Fred did it on purpose. He let his finger bleed, but he didn't see any stress reaction from the other party. He tentatively believed in the other party's human identity.When he walked into the night again, he licked the cut on his finger, but found that not even a drop of blood came out of the cut.

Jia Ke squatted in the alley with a face full of misfortune, the little leopard was turning around at his feet, and he ordered him to squat on the edge of the alley, waiting for the next prey...