[Comprehensive British and American] Righteousness without haze

"Dear Adele: Good morning, miss. Here is a letter from Baltimore, USA... Are you writing a letter?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded in the ear, and the light in front of him dimmed, and Noel stopped. He stopped the pen, turned his head and looked at the person who suddenly appeared beside him.

The slightly curly mid-length blond hair is soft and possesses the unique sense of luxury of its owner. It is loosely tied up by a dark hairband, revealing that extremely good-looking face, which is more clean and tidy than when we met before. The beauty has not faded in any way, it is still beautiful and has a classical and luxurious temperament, together with the clothes that are unique to modern times, they all wear an elegant and ancient taste, even at first glance, people will think it is not A product of this era.

But although this person has a magical filter, his personality is not so old-fashioned.

The vampire with grey-blue eyes sat on the chair opposite the wizard, his whole posture was very lazy and casual. He crossed his legs and crossed his legs, spreading his hands and commenting: "Romantic."

"Mr. Leicester." The black-haired boy put down the pen in his hand, pressed it on the light letter paper, and leaned back on the back of the chair. He didn't seem to care much about his letters being read by others without authorization. impressions.

In fact, Noel was just thinking about why the other party came back so soon, and he thought that there would be no communication between the two of them.

The wizard put his fingers intertwined on his lap, and the gray-black trousers lined the pair of clean white hands, which looked particularly conspicuous. He tilted his head slightly, his expression didn't change much, and he just said lightly : "Does the wizarding world displease you?"

"If you want to tell the truth..." After such a protracted tone, the last words he said were very blunt, "Very disappointed."

Hearing this, Noel raised his eyebrows slightly, "Because of a wizard? Or a blood race?"

"Actually, it's both." The blond vampire who said so, also crossed his hands on his lower abdomen similar to the other's movements.

"My sincere apologies, Your Excellency." Nodding forward formulaically, the wizard then continued equally unceremoniously: "Although I don't expect any impressive changes from that."

"Surprising speech, Evelyn." Lester made a surprised expression cooperatively, but anyone could see the perfunctory expression, so the expression quickly disappeared from his face , the corners of his mouth curled into a smile and said, "But it's not so surprising to be named Noel."

The black-haired wizard also smirked aristocratically, "Should I be honored?"

The man smiled, noncommittal.

It stands to reason that things like fake smiles are always easy to make people feel uncomfortable, but once they are placed on these two people, everything becomes different again.

Looking good always has some advantages, even if sometimes it will cause some not-so-pleasant troubles...

Compared with the previous atmosphere where the sword was drawn and the gun was open, the two people at this time seemed much more harmonious. They fell into silence inexplicably, but there didn't seem to be any embarrassment. The young man with lake green eyes raised his pen again. , corrected his sitting posture and continued to write the letter.

The tabletop is wooden and smooth, as if the color of mahogany is solidified by blood. The letter paper is not pure white. The slender hand pressed on it, giving a visual impression of white as jade. The pen is the kind that can be seen everywhere, and the wizard is holding it. , with distinct joints, so elegant that it even makes people think that what the other party is holding is actually a quill and parchment.

Originally, he was supposed to leave Baltimore in the morning...or at least in the morning, but after reading the previous newspaper, he changed his mind, bought the previous newspaper and read it, and then kept procrastinating up to now.

Minnesota Shrike, Farmer, Angel, Chesapeake Ripper... The level of chaos in this place in the United States is somewhat unexpected.

It is not easy for him to survive safely until now.

Suddenly there was a bottled object on the table in front of him, and the sound of hitting the table with a bang was very obvious. Noel paused, raised his eyes and moved his gaze slowly upwards.

The bottle is transparent, and the liquid inside is easily reflected in the eyes, and the shape is extremely familiar.The hand on it is also slightly familiar, white and slender, even if it is described as perfect, it will not make people feel too much.And further up, there is a man with beautiful eyes sitting opposite him, with a delicate face.

"But on the other hand, it's not extremely disappointing." The blond-haired vampire raised his eyebrows, and withdrew his hand, "Although it's useless to me."

The other party's move made Noel completely unexpected, and he was still stunned for a while. He blinked and quickly realized that the alienation on his face was a little bit less, "Your generosity is completely beyond my expectations. Unexpectedly, Your Excellency."

In fact, it is not such a precious thing, but it is just a potion for healing. It is actually a very common kind of potion in the wizarding world, but if this kind of thing is done by the gentleman in front of you, then it is true. Very unexpected.This is not to say how good the character of the other party is, but to say that their relationship was actually somewhat stalemate before this, and this kind of behavior is simply beyond the description of generosity.

What's more, this potion is really very useful for him now.

"If you accepted my invitation at that time, I wouldn't even need to be generous." The man who replied to the wizard was obviously still very worried about the other party's rejection.

After saying that, he tilted his head and smiled again, his expression was as seductive as that night, his face was so seductive that it almost made people think that his fangs were exposed again, and the lights illuminated everything, The voice became hoarse again, "If you change your mind, Evelyn... it's not too late now."

Hearing this, Noel shook his head to express his disapproval, but his attitude was obviously much gentler than before. When he spoke, his tone had lost a lot of the original politeness, "Trust me, if you know I plan to be very disappointed."

"How to say?"

The boy with black hair and green eyes smiled mysteriously, "Have you read the newspapers in Baltimore?"

Three months later.

"I'm applying to join the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Department." The boy with green pupils, whose irises were as lake-like, said as he handed in his application materials.