Salvation equals death

Apple pie with golden yellow and fragrant sandwich, sweet and sour tomato beef spaghetti, seasonal vegetable cubes full of the essence of molecular cuisine, black tea latte that is blended just right...

Biting the soft and sweet dessert that melted in the mouth, the black master Hui Yan, who was chewing with puffy cheeks, almost shed tears on the spot. What kind of fairy life is this?It must be too happy, right?

"A draw!" Swallowing the food in his mouth, the black master Hui Yan burst into tears on the spot, and said, "Whether it's sweet and sour beef, soft and tender spaghetti or nine-color seasonal vegetable Rubik's Cube, they are all delicious! As far as the nine-color seasonal vegetable Rubik's Cube is concerned, it is undoubtedly the winner! But the stew of tomato and beef is perfectly controlled, and the meal is not perfect without any dish! So it is a tie!"

Cone Shengling wearing a scarf couldn't help but clicked his tongue, while the girl in maid uniform closed the menu, smiled and sighed: "I only accept the evaluation of 'perfect'."

Cone Shengling and Vera's daily life is all kinds of secret rivalries, from homework to cooking, from actual combat to social etiquette, Vera, who is trying to be "perfect", is working hard every day, but the wicked Cone Shengling always endures. I can't stop looking for a sense of existence.

Probably because I entered adolescence when I was in a hurry.

The Black Master Academy is not so much a school as it is a private domain of nobles. When Vera first received the application for a masked ball held by the night department, she still doubted her life with a smile. In her impression, high school students Life doesn't seem to be so spiritual. Whose high school stays awake in the middle of the night and holds a big dance party and invites people who have the right to speak in various fields to eat, drink, and perform talents together?TV shows can't do that.

But during the period of studying at the Black Lord Academy, Vera found that the life of a vampire is so boring——proms, gatherings, showing talents, in short, living as decadently and elegantly as possible.

It's the kind of Yako who can't control his duckweed abduction as soon as Hibari Kyoya sees it.

"By the way, Yuki, Zero, you guys have to prepare in a few days." The black master Huiyan bit his fork, lingering on the fresh fragrance that hadn't dissipated, "There may be a new student transferred from the night department, It's a Level B."

Ordinary aristocratic vampires don't need to "prepare". Vera knew that the black lord Hui Yan had something to say, and as expected, he quickly said: "The other party's camp is another pure-blood, so there is a certain danger."

Vera soon understood that Jiu Lanshu was one of the few purebloods who held the idea of ​​"human beings and vampires living in harmony", but in fact, most purebloods of the vampires still had a cruel and arrogant attitude towards humans.

As for noble vampires belonging to other pure-blood camps, since they stepped into this academy known as "friendly coexistence between humans and blood races", they must have come with ulterior motives.

Vera maintained a perfect smile, with her sitting here, if the other party can suck the blood of any student, it will be considered as a transfusion, right?

Vera quickly revealed her nature of loving territory. Part of the reason why she got along so well with Skylark was because the two had similar temperaments, and they were like each other.

Compared with Vera's paralyzed smile, Cone Shengling's complexion is not very good-looking. When he puts away his relaxed demeanor in front of acquaintances, the coldness that is incompatible with his age is unreservedly revealed.

The transfer student was named "Red Maria". It was said that he was a Level B with a congenital deficiency. Because of his poor health, he had been recuperating at home and rarely appeared in public.

The black lord Huiyan has limited information, but when Vera went to Jiulanshu to steal snacks one night, she was popularized with some more important details: "Red Maria is a distant relative of Fei Yingxian."

"Who is Scarlet Sakura?"

"Jiulan Litu's fiancée, who fell in love with a human back then, but was killed because her lover fell and killed a pureblood of the Zhuisheng family."

This is a bit of information.

Vera sorted out her thoughts, and quickly realized that—in other words, Fei Yingxian is the "master" of Cone Shengling, and in the level suppression of vampires, the first-time embracer can control the life of the first-time embracer even everything.

This also means that Fei Yingxian, as the enemy of Cone Shengling, not only cannot kill her, but also desperately suppresses the obedience and intimacy brought by blood. There is really nothing more tragic than this.

"Is there any solution?" Vera pondered.

"Yes." Jiu Lanshu stared at her steadfastly, but his expression was indifferent, "Let him drink the blood of another pureblood."

Pure blood, there are only two pure blood known to Vera, and one of them is standing in front of her.

"I see." Vera nodded, but she didn't ask Jiu Lanshu to donate blood. She knew very well what pure blood blood represented. She wanted to help Cone Shengling, but she would not be generous to others.

After Vera finished speaking, she was about to leave, but Jiu Lanshu became a little uneasy. He half-hidden his words just now, but he also had a lot of selfishness. He subconsciously wanted to compare the weight of himself and others in Vera's heart.

But if Vera made a request to him, he couldn't refuse it at all.

"What are you going to do, Yuuki."

"Give him a little of my blood and see if it works." Vera brushed back her overly long hair, and placed her pale fingers on the arteries of her neck, "The holy light given by my father has always been in my blood." Might be able to help him."

The brown hair, snow-white skin, and the slightly pulsating purple blood vessels under the cover, even if they were not intentional, seemed to be able to truly touch the sweet fragrance of the blood.

Jiu Lanshu pursed his lips, his eyes were dim, and he felt his throat was slightly dry. He closed his eyes, but when he spoke again, his voice was low and hoarse: "Use mine, You Ji."

Vera was about to refuse, but Jiu Lanshu said again: "You Ji, holy light is highly poisonous to vampires, you are either helping him or harming them, uncle will not allow a lowly vampire to suck your blood."

Well, this statement is also correct, but Vera always feels that there is still light in Zhuo Shengling’s heart that has not yet been extinguished, and it is always wrong to classify him as a fallen vampire. After all, the Holy Light will not reject people who desire to be redeemed.

"Elder brother can't do it either." Vera looked back at him with a pair of too clean eyes, but the words she spit out were as black as the evil in this world, "I won't agree to this marriage."

Jiu Lanshu: "..."

Jiu Lanshu was helpless, Jiu Lanshu helped his forehead: "...You Ji, don't make trouble."

Strigoi sucking human blood is eating, but the meaning of exchanging blood between blood clans becomes ambiguous.

Because the exchange of blood will bring intimacy and pleasure, so apart from the ruler and the dominated, only relatives and lovers can exchange blood.

Even relatives who have a good relationship will stop this kind of intimacy equivalent to "kissing lips" when they reach a certain age. For blood clans, the degree of intimacy of sucking blood is second only to sex.

And for Vera, who grew up in a church and has a very high sense of loyalty to her body, mind, and soul, this rounding off means marriage.

"Brother is very good, I like it very much; Zero is also very good, I like it very much, but you have to be together——no." Vera felt that this CP could poison herself to death on the spot.

"Stop making trouble, You Ji...can't you put it back in a cup?" Jiu Lanshu struggled a lot when he said this, and he also felt that this compromise proposal was too poisonous and not elegant at all.

Vera suddenly realized, she found a syringe from the hospital, practiced very earnestly all afternoon, and finally drew a very precious tube of blood from Jiu Lanshu's finger, and squeezed it into a thermos cup.

"What kind of cooking will be more nutritious? Make it into Maoxuewang? Or soak it with wolfberry and red dates?"

"Please just drink like this, Yuuki."

Jiu Lanshu reluctantly possessed himself and kissed the girl's forehead, a kiss that represented love and affection. Although the blood loss made his body temperature go away and even make him feel weak, the body held in his arms could easily warm the winter of his life.

"Brother, you shouldn't have painted your mouth..."

"Yuuki, be quiet, you're cuter when you're not talking."

Well, it's true that more than one person has said that.

The girl holding the thermos bottle and being hugged by her elder brother silently thought, as long as you are happy, anyway, I still want to forgive you like a father.

……

When Zhuo Shengling fell into a coma again, he knew that he had reached the limit again.

Because of his physique, the blood lozenge was not suitable for him. The sequelae of thirst for blood and forcibly drinking the blood lozenge caused his body to have a very strong rejection reaction, and the pain was almost like a shadow.And every long endurance is followed by an explosive rebound. If he can break through the limit, he can continue to live, if he can't... he will fall.

The weakness caused by not eating for a long time and the depletion of thirst for blood almost drove Cone Shengling crazy. He maintained his shaky sanity and tried hard to lift his hand holding the blood lozenge.

"You're really stubborn." A somewhat cold hand touched his cheek. The temperature of the palm of the visitor was not warm enough, but it was full of gentle strength, "Open your mouth."

The sweet rain poured into his mouth, and the thirsty young man who was about to die couldn't help swallowing instinctively, but the moment he regained his sanity, he murmured almost suffocating: "...you?"

"There's some left, don't waste it." After feeding the one-sixth cup of blood, Vera poured Wen Baikai into the thermos cup and shook it, pinching Cone Shengling's chin with her thumb, and prepared to put the rest together Feed him in.

With a mouth full of sweet and greasy blood, a look of shock flashed in Zhui Shengling's eyes when he realized what he had drunk. He subconsciously struggled to resist, but his sharp fangs accidentally cut Vera's thumb.

"Boom", as if a sweet fragrance bomb exploded in his mouth, Cone Shengling, whose sanity was hanging by a thread, was completely shattered. He yanked the hand that saved him, and opened his mouth towards it. Bite down the thin white wrist.

Vera: "..."

Vera, who was holding a thermos, began to seriously think about what eulogy she would recite at the funeral.

For example, "You left first, because of food poisoning due to overeating", "Today, you, together with Dazai, will go to the funeral at c place" and so on...