give me some blood

As far as I know before, the concept of war is actually very confused.

In a way I was the spark of the last war, without having witnessed it.

I know the knights, the weapons, the spears, the people who charge forward and gamble their lives for their dreams, killing each other.Those in power give the bait, let's fight, if you win, you don't have to fight again.

But in the end, the hero always dies on the cold battlefield, while the nobleman dies on the soft bed in the castle.

It's just a joke.

To continue something in order to stop something is absolutely bullshit.

Birds die for food, warriors die for honor.

After all, it's all desire.

The art of war is not my favorite subject, and war is not my favorite method.Of course, I am not good at literature and philosophy. Latin is okay, Greek is basically, ah, if I write out the real place names again, the housekeeper will stare at me.

In short, I am not someone who can command battles before the battlefield.

That night.The torches are not lit high, for the blood race, the starlight is enough for us to see everything.

100 men, 80 cavalry and 20 magicians.On the outskirts of Alhambra, I stood in the castle of a member of the Sanguinary Council, watching them gather.

Some are the guys who have just become blood clans and want to gain status for themselves, and some are just helpless people who obey the orders of their parents.But no matter what their goals and hopes are, they must participate in this war, a war in which the blood races avoid their own genocide.

I stood on the high platform and watched them gather.Some were dressed in out-of-the-era clothes, and some were garish like clowns.Some eyes were full of bloodthirsty excitement, while others looked indifferent.

Unlike humans, they didn't talk to each other, they didn't have smiles on their faces.Most of them have cold and stiff expressions, like real corpses.

This is the soldier I will send into battle.

"Gentlemen, what are you fighting for?" I asked them from the high platform.

"For Victory!! For Justice!! For Honor!!!" If it was a human, it would answer like this.Because, after all, they are all trained.Comrades have worked hard and served the people.But these people in the audience are not human beings.

"Ah... ah... ah..." A bird with black feathers flew by in the night that did not belong to him.

It was it and the silent breeze that answered me.

Sure enough, humans and blood races are very different.

They all looked at me, their prince.The members of the Senate of the Alhambra whispered behind me in tiny voices, but unfortunately, everyone has the ears of blood, and I know what they said.

I let William magically manifest a huge box directly behind me, with William's blue-blue reactive light.A golden lighting ball was raised on the stage by William at the same time.

I didn't say anything more.

Open the box and pull out the girl whose whole body is bound and blindfolded.

The girl's body struggled and twisted, as if she knew what I was going to do to her.

The girl's blood is extremely delicious, and everyone was staring at me. At this moment, I took out a dagger and gently cut the girl's wrist.

A ray of fishy-sweet bright red flowed down.

"What is this?" I asked them again.

"Blood...blood...blood...blood...blood..." The people below did not answer neatly. They were not as well-trained as human soldiers, but they had a strong desire that human soldiers rarely had.

Human beings want too much, money, beauty, land, and rights, but the desire of most blood races is very simple - blood.It is said that the pleasure of sucking blood is better than sexual == orgasm == orgasm, although I really don't think so, what they want is to get blood and survive.

"What's the difference between you and me?" I smiled smugly, and even saw anger on the faces of a few guys whose faces were not completely stiff.Immediately, he licked the girl's bloody wrist, and it tasted good.

"Blood...blood...blood..." The answer this time was much neater than last time.

"Then..." I threw the dagger aside and stroked the girl's slender and tender neck, "Now, why are you fighting?"

"Blood!"

"Go forth, my warriors," I said in the silence.

Magicians and warriors, obeying their leaders, turned back, they needed to leave the courtyard on foot.

"Blood!" Someone in the team shouted at this time.

"Blood!" everyone else responded.

"Blood!"

"Blood!"

I threw the girl back into the box.There was another bluish-blue reaction light, and the box disappeared.

I told Elder W, who led them to participate in the war this time, that I would go there after a while, and then I left there.

Elder W was a soldier before his death. It is said that he is the grandfather of my current soldier captain.

"Why are you doing this?" Hans' eyes were full of excitement, "It's really fun to do this kind of trick in the human army, master."

"Tut...tsk...Hans, show your true face. You are here to watch the show with the master." It was time to start.I have to make sure that those around me can be trusted.

"No, master, I sincerely regard you as my master." Hans's face again showed the feeling of being caught off guard and being persecuted.At that time, I was completely deceived by this expression.

"Then make a contract."

Hans was silent.The expression changed from the excitement just now to the stiffness of a dead person, and I finally found a new expression on his face, and each expression has a large span, which is really fun.

Immediately, there was another erratic smile on that freckled face.

"I am willing, master." Hans smiled.

Back in the Alhambra Fort, the big box was placed in the hall in a daze.

At night, the servants all went to bed or went to other people's beds, no one moved in the hall, and the lonely box was placed there reflecting the candlelight, as if ghosts would crawl out of it at any moment.

I, William and Hans, approached the box.

Bang.The box trembled.

Meow... That vampire cat came out of nowhere and squatted on the top of the big box.

"It says you are all bad people." Hans relayed that he has learned animal language for more than 30 years.

"Pfft..." I was happy.The cat looked at me with blue-yellow eyes and bared its tiny fangs for sucking blood.

"It's time to open the box, sir." William said expressionlessly.

"Call me daddy, if you don't call me daddy, I won't open it." I pinched William's face with both hands and pulled it from side to side, uh, I wanted to make a smile.However, I can't laugh at all.I suspect that this guy's facial paralysis is organic and not mental?

William pulled my hands away with just the right amount of force and went to open the box himself.

The moment the box was opened, Zora appeared in front of me from the mist.

"Sir, the performance is really fun." Loli's loli voice didn't resound through the sky, but it penetrated my brain very well, "Am I struggling well?"

"Very good." I stroked Lori's forehead, everything from acting to disguise magic to healing magic was perfect, "Zola is very powerful."

It's true that Luoli is pretending to be a Luoli, but I have to accompany her to pretend.

"Zola, I remember you said there was an inviolability spell, can you remember how to use it?" I asked her.

"Of course I remember, do you want to use it? Do you want to conclude it with me?" Zola's eyes were full of expectation.

Why, I obviously think this is an insulting spell.Why would you want to make a deal with me?I wanted to ask, but, in the end, I still didn't.This kind of questioning seems to hurt some kind of feeling that I can't understand.

"Yes with me," Hans said to Zora, smiling.

Zora jumped behind me.He had always been afraid of Hans.

"Zola understands." Grandma Loli nodded.

A magic circle and contract painted in pigeon blood, on a piece of bitch skin.

I asked Zola why he performed such art, and Zola said that it was the magic created by wizards, because the vampires didn't need it at all.Just embrace it if you want to use it, kill it if you don't trust it.

My self-esteem was hit again, and I felt that the main goal of my next step was how to make my heart be as hard as JJ, hard as I wanted.I didn't even pull the blood slave girl, but I found Zola as a prop for the show.Although he was afraid of changes, it was probably an excuse to himself.

Maybe I have lived too much recently and lost something.

William drew a complicated magic circle for us, with the dog's skin hanging in the air, requiring both Hans and I to print our handprints with pigeon blood.

We stood face to face in the magic circle.

"Would you like to be my servant for life, Hans?" I think this scene is a bit like getting married.

Hans smiled and said a condition.

The author has something to say: It’s not dog skin and pigeon blood, it’s dog blood...~(≧▽≦)/~

I'm exhausted, so I'll get up in the morning and fix this chapter again... Today I sat in various cars for four hours... vomiting blood...