The layered routine of vest essence

When Mina took Sarri to the villa, Ann and Theodore had been back for a long time.

Let Harold bring a group of blood clans who have been out of society for more than 100 years to get familiar with modern times, and eat and drink to refresh their spirits, and Theodore began to prepare for the dinner in two days.

This game called "Battle for the Castle" is not so much a competition for territory with werewolves, but a competition for living space with humans.

- Declare the existence of vampires officially, and talk to them about how to govern a place that originally belonged to them.

As for the possibility of being bombarded by missiles?The mysteries of the whole world have been revived. If force is used just out of fear of the power of vampires, it is likely to cause collective resistance from other mysterious species.

The official, which has already had some signs, can't act rashly after knowing more than one non-human race.

You must know that in the mysterious world, vampires are considered a relatively kind and polite race, and the damage caused by other creatures from the abyss is far greater than them.

"Mina! Why did you run out to play alone again, and took Sarri out?"

Seeing the unscrupulous younger sister wandering around with the newborn cub until noon, An rushed up and gave Mina a shudder, suddenly saw something, and snapped her head away. .

"What's the matter with your hair, who beat you?"

Mina is not too familiar with the matter of sneaking out to play. After playing haha, she focused on the werewolf she met.

Theodore sat aside and closed his eyes for a nap, listening to the conversation between the two of them.

In the morning, he followed the map and sneaked into the local reference room. Not only did he not find any useful information about the Holy See or its development, but he almost didn't find any human infrared detectors.

Fortunately, An was still worried that the Duke would go to the unfamiliar official territory alone, and insisted on helping him to keep watch, so the officials did not disturb him and brought him out.

Seeing An's "I knew it" look, Theodore realized belatedly that his image of a reckless man a hundred years ago had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Hmm... The level of human design has not decreased but increased.

Fortunately, only the two sisters knew Theodore's true nature, otherwise, the Duke of Blood's arrogant and elegant cards would be broken, and I don't know how many young vampires would be hurt.

The topics of the two sisters ranged from werewolves to food, and they couldn't help but go back to their most familiar family.

Ann found a gem hairpin to pinch Mina's scattered bangs, and asked, "When did the Helen family contact you? You wouldn't just make up a name to deceive them, would you? "

Mina tilted her head and thought for a while, "Harold sent the invitation letter after you left, and I have already put the invitation letter for you and your lord in the room."

"According to Harold, the Helen Group should be the descendants of someone who remained a hundred years ago. Because the blood is too thin, they didn't feel the call of the adults at all."

"Now that they have heard about us, they have come to surrender. They also hope that we will include their descendants into our clan."

Theodore opened his eyes and asked, "How many people?"

Mina waved her hand and said, "I don't know either, but since Harold didn't say in detail, there should be arrangements, just call him tonight and ask."

Theodore smiled with interest: "If they are the remaining heirs of other dukes, how did they survive the backlash? If they are my heirs, how could they not hear my call?"

"This Helen family is also a bit interesting."

In the evening, Theodore asked Harold for a copy of Helen's family information.

In the study room of the villa, Theodore was casually wrapped in a nightgown, tapped his fingers on the table, and watched Harold standing in front of him in a cold sweat.

"Is this how you do things?" He said slowly after a long time.

Swiping his finger across the "unknown bloodline" marked on the information, it was the first time Theodore was angered by the friendly army.

"I didn't identify the source of their blood, and even distributed my blood to them without authorization." Throwing the information in front of him, Theodore was still calm on the surface, but Harold's legs softened and he knelt down.

"I, I didn't..." Harold was sweating profusely, hesitatingly explained, "They do have the characteristics of the blood clan, and they also showed the family emblem of the Turner family a hundred years ago."

Seemingly feeling that his logic was untenable, Harold hung his head a little dejectedly.

"You go back first, it's not an example." Waving his hand impatiently, Theodore turned and went back to the room.

Only Harold, who had survived the accident, stood up slowly while holding the door, thinking about what evil he had fallen into to believe them so easily.

On the other side, Ann pushed Supper into Theodore's room.

For blood races who don't need much sleep, supper requires more energy than dinner, so the preparation is even more elaborate than dinner during the day.

Tender grilled steaks paired with a host of side dishes, plus real blood wine, are enough to brighten up their evening.

Ann put out the tableware and asked, "Do you need me to deal with Harold?"

Theodore tied the napkin slowly, with a sane look in his eyes, "No need, he's just a target, even a knife used by the people behind the scenes to design our internal conflicts."

"If we solve him, it will be more according to other people's wishes."

"Then... the invitation letter?" An was a little puzzled about the inside story of the incident, but she didn't ask further.

"We'll just use it, and we can only catch big fish by setting a long line." Theodore sliced ​​the steak slowly, with everything under control, "Since we are given a platform to go to the banquet, then we have to thank him in person. "

There was nothing for Theodore or Macmillan to worry about the next day.

Theodore has a noble status, and no one dares to disturb him; Macmillan is excluded from the decision-making circle, but he lives quite leisurely, and even has free time to play some small games with beauties.

Some blood clans and werewolves clashed secretly in every corner of the city, and both sides suffered losses, but overall, the unprepared blood clans had more casualties.

The blood race has not returned to society for a hundred years, and it is rare that they will not be excluded by humans because of their eye color and appearance. Instead, they will attract many people of the opposite sex because of their good looks.

And the werewolf, relying on years of experience in the city, coupled with the cautious attack of the group, defeated many vampires who came out for food one by one before alarming the authorities.

For a while, the atmosphere between the two parties gradually became tense, and as a result of the expansion of friction, many flaws were exposed, and the third party also understood the undercurrent of inhuman creatures in this city, and began to act silently.

The FIB team squatting in a corner of Kangbule City monitored the entire city through various channels. Because Cecil Group was inextricably linked with the government, they could not directly communicate with the local police station, so they had to find another way. Pass the message directly back to headquarters.

"The headquarters said that another team is also investigating this matter, so we are ready to cooperate at any time." The captain sent a message, telling the team members to keep the communication equipment unblocked in the past few days.

"Then why didn't they contact us?" Some team members were very puzzled, "Don't say anything and how to cooperate. If this is the case, don't we need to stop it?"

He was referring to the unscientific group of people fighting together on the display screen. Among them, a petite figure with an exceptionally handsome appearance was circling among the three burly men. One of the big men rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth.

The captain glanced at him calmly and said: "We can only ensure that the lives of ordinary people are not threatened. As for these non-human matters - who do you think can fight them? Or just shoot them to death?"

"Oh no, even shooting them may not be able to kill them."

The team members kept their mouths shut, but it could be seen that he was still very envious of this kind of power, and even reluctant to change shifts.

As time went by, even before the dinner party, during the day alone, many residents reported to the police, claiming to have seen unknown bloodstains near their door or in some places.

Fortunately, both parties understand how much trouble exposure to human society will bring to their own groups, and they have a tacit understanding in the stage of collecting corpses. The death of the blood race will directly change to the original form, which is very convenient to take away, but the werewolf is not so big. It is easy to clean up, so if there are no relatives to claim it, they will all choose to be incinerated centrally.

This also made many werewolves complain, and even want to be passive and sabotage - no one wants to die so casually, let alone with a group of enemies they have never met.

So under the impetus of the unknown, the blood clan and the werewolf tacitly chose to cultivate their health and rest in order to prepare for the final battle.

At this time, FIB finally received the contact from the mysterious other team.

"Hello, I'm Julie." The FIB captain picked up the phone, with a notebook specially used to record key points in his hand.

"Hello, we are the team sent by the bureau to cooperate with you. I can't disclose the specific name."

"What do we need to do?"

"After many days of observation, we have investigated the identities of the two parties. Whether it is a vampire or a werewolf, their goal is likely to be the high-class people who went to the dinner party."

"In order to take the initiative, we used some means to successfully get the vampires to get the invitations belonging to the Helen family, and the Cecil Group, as the host, has a very good goal. I hope you send people to keep an eye on them, and To protect the safety of ordinary people who go to the banquet."

Julie couldn't help asking: "Can't you notify other people in advance to refuse the dinner? Can money be more important than life?"

"Captain, I hope you calm down." The person on the other side of the microphone sounded a little harsh, "I don't know how you became the captain of the FIB, but please think about it, if you use someone who won't be The reason for refusal keeps everyone from going to the dinner party, so how do you deal with these creatures without alarming them?"

"But aren't other human lives more important than these unknown creatures?" Julie clenched the pen tightly, her veins bulging.

"I have notified the more important ones in advance, and they will find a suitable reason to leave." The person said, "We can't let these non-human creatures climb on the heads of humans, and the best way for us to come out is when they both lose. Opportunity."

"I hope you and your team members can carry out the task smoothly."