give me some blood

Some people are alive, he is dead.Some people died, but he didn't let others live.

I took Zora, she took the cat, and two reliable servants, and we set out together.

Naizawa gave me two mirage-like horses, but they were silver-gray, with a few irregular brown spots on their bodies, and had the same unicorn, like the unicorns in fairy tales.Unfortunately, there are no virgins it symbolizes, but they are just demons.

"There was no news from the king about the abolition of the Earl of Alhambra, nor your death, and the few people you described who killed you also did not receive any superficial punishment. ’” Zola told me on the way.

I nodded, I know all of this.In the past two or three months, I have been paying attention to Wang Ting's movements, but there is no movement.I thought Jay would go crazy if I died, but obviously, nothing happened.

I thought that the relationship between me and Jie would reach its limit when I died, just like the crisp sound of a pipe organ, it came to an abrupt end at the very end.Warm emotion and hate mingled into an intense feeling, carved into the souls of both men, and then it was all over as the corpses he couldn't find rotted away.

When I am alive, the strongest feeling I have for him is to escape.

I don't want to see him again, maybe because I dare not see him again.I use these days to manage my own dreams, hoping to become a strong person that no one can control.Originally, I could have learned to move at high speed and then went to see him, just like I thought I would go to see Lan after learning to move at high speed from the beginning.But I don't.

I'm afraid of him, maybe because I'm afraid of the old me.The weak me, the passive me, the helpless me, the weak me, I hate that me.I am afraid that he will turn me into the old me. I believe that he has this ability.

Some things are at their peak at that moment.At that moment you no longer think about the consequences, at that moment you feel that this is the last moment of this world, but if you live to the next moment, looking back, it is no longer the same.It's like a child in first love who feels it's love at first sight, like a young man fighting a duel for his favorite girl, like the moment before the delicious food you've been looking forward to for a long time comes into your mouth.Then what?Then, there will be no then, and there will be no more then.

When a person dies, the heart fades away.

Maybe, I am a man who only loves himself.I am cowardly and have a cowardly way of life, so I just continue to follow my heart.

Arrived at Hanma, faster than I thought.The guy who looks like a horse but is not a horse is off the ground when he gallops. I just feel that the top of the tree next to him is retreating.

This is the territory of Mirage, and he provided me with a house to live in temporarily.

This house is near the palace, and I can see the tower that shuts me at a glance.I kind of wondered what happened to the corpses I threw down, and kind of dreaded it.Perhaps fear is a strange habit in prisons for prisoners.

Finding someone to collect information about Jie seemed to be the same as when I left the summer palace a few months ago, except that the amateur activity of roasting human flesh seemed to have stopped.

I feel that the amount of information is not enough, and I continue to ask people to collect information about the Summer Palace, especially the Amber Room.

It was one of Mirage's subordinates who collected the information, and Mirage lent it to me for temporary use.

It was raining when he came back that day and it was dark outside.

"How's it going in the Amber Room?" I asked him.

He didn't know me well, but he looked at me with a strange expression.

"You live there," he replied.

"Me?" I froze.

"Yes, you still live there." He bit down on the word "you" very hard, "I observed it for a long time. You read and drank tea inside. Of course, the king was not there at that time." He replied.

I can't be in it, I'm here.

At that time, I had a wonderful illusion in my heart, what was here was just my ghost, my hallucination, and the one sitting inside drinking tea was the real me?Or here is my dead body, and the ghost over there is the real me.

The brain was a little confused all of a sudden.Now it seems that my IQ was indeed a little low at that time, or it was because of too little experience, or just because I hoped that I was not a monster in my heart.

"There is a very strong defensive magic in the summer palace. The king has his gray wizard. I can only see it from a distance. In my opinion, it is you, with your current gesture of drinking tea, in the Amber Hall Read a book." He replied.

Compared with other vampires, this guy's skin color is slightly darker, and his complexion is even darker indoors on rainy days.

"What kind of magic do you think?" I asked Zora, who was next to me.

"Vampires rarely have such magic." She replied, "On the contrary, wizards have a way, using potions or special spells, but it takes a lot of energy and can't last long."

I nodded and asked the dark-skinned buddy if he had any clues, and his answer was yes.

So I let him go.

It seems that the summer palace really needs me to go there by myself.

I just came to confirm with Jie that he will not return my fief, and I will continue to be my earl.

Despite this, I still have a very strong entanglement in my heart. I hope that I can go back directly instead of seeing Jie, and use my actual dominance over Alhambra Fort to be the lord there.

But this is still too risky, I don't want to take risks, before I become a strong person.

What if he wants to keep holding on to me?run?What if you exposed yourself instead?

I continued to tangle and tangle and tangle.

Just try not to reveal your identity, okay?

After making up my mind, I asked a few men borrowed from Mirage to help me outside. Taking advantage of the darkness, I came to the Summer Palace, a place I used to be very familiar with.

The summer palace is protected by the magic of a powerful wizard, and I couldn't enter directly from the front as a black mist, so I chose the mountain at the back where the magic is relatively weak.

Moving fast, someone is responsible for breaking the magic for me.When I stopped, I had reached the clearing in the back mountain.

Mo? Christian? Alhambra, born in 【13XX】, died in 【】

Jay Brian Christian, born in 【13XX】, died in 【】

The black marble stele is still lying there, including the small black cursive characters.

They love each other until death.

Maybe Jay is right.Until death, until death.

Those subordinates who lent me mirages did not understand my stay here at the moment, and looked at me with eyes that concealed their incomprehension.

I smiled at them and told them to stand by here.If I call them, save me.

From this angle, I can clearly see myself in the light, sitting where I usually sit in the Amber Room, drinking tea and reading a book.That was my only recreation in the Amber Room.

I turned into a mist, imagining the non-existent me, looking at the me that existed in the distance.

moment.

I slid into the open window and manifested.

The one inside me was obviously startled, the teacup fell on the small table, splashing a blood-like red.

I burst into a big smile, "Long time no see, Adonis."

Adonis was surprised, sure enough, it was him.

Do you still remember this tragic and beautiful boy, the one with the flaxen hair, the wizard who opened the forbidden art of consuming souls for Jay, once asked me if I could die quickly.

I walked towards him, and he looked at me with terrified eyes. Seeing myself looking at myself with such an expression was not as fun as I imagined, but felt my facial muscles twitch a little, "Are you not dead?"

"In fact, I already..." Before I finished speaking, he rushed over with a very agile skill.

I just felt a pain in my throat, and then my words turned into a very strange grunt.Looking down dully, he didn't find any wounds, but when he touched it with his hands, his throat was cut open.And almost as soon as I touched it, it closed without bleeding a drop.

Opposite me, holding a dagger, trembling.

"Can't you use magic anymore?" I asked him.

He didn't answer, "Who the hell are you? What's your purpose?"

As I expected, he expended all his energy on maintaining a look that was never his.

"I'm not hostile to you," I said to him. "Can you do me a favor?" I asked, trying to be as sincere as possible.I really don't have any animosity towards him.

But he obviously didn't think so, "You finally died, I finally waited until you finally died, why! Why!!!" The thin and small body seemed unable to bear such strong emotions, trembling violently.

"I didn't come back to grab Jie with you, I just came back..."

The boy lost his sanity and continued to slash at me with the dagger. I can't be a living target here.No scars, but at least it hurts.

I took out a magic circle drawn on paper from my pocket, and at an extremely fast speed, I recited the spell that triggered it.

I found someone to help me make the magic circle, and stored other people's energy on it, because unfortunately, my current magic level is limited to lighting matches and so on.

A gray reactive light lit up, and the self in front of me fainted.

I changed his clothes as quickly as possible, and searched his memory with my thumb. After all this was done, I hid him in a cabinet in a room that was rarely used inside, and then used another magic circle lock it.

Sitting on my usual chair, holding a teacup, flipping through a book.

Although only two or three months have passed, and I have been here for several years, it seems like a lifetime away.

Before I could feel any emotion, someone opened the door and came in.

"Jie, you're back." I greeted him.