Desire on the other side of blood

It was Firian who finally sent me back that night.When he knew that I was no longer living at Will's place, he just nodded slightly, without any other expression on his face.

Since he promised to help me find Phil, he will.All I can do next is to wait for his news with peace of mind.

I went to school the next day. A few days of absence without reason was naturally regarded as an absence from class, which caused Mr. Howard to give me a long-term education, but I didn't care much.

Veronica came to see me during my lunch break, and she seemed very excited.

After bumping several tables one after another, she finally stood still in front of me and said out of breath, "Hi, Kailo, someone is looking for you outside."

"Oh?" I lifted my face from the pile of books, glanced at her, and buried it again.Because of Mr. Howard's "intentional" teaching, I have to copy the entire "History of Bloodlines" today.

"It's a handsome young guy with charming blue eyes. I haven't seen him before. He said he was waiting for you in front of the statue of Aphrodemi in the Rose Garden. Huh, speaking of him and His Majesty Fierion... er, What about people?"

By the time I came to my senses, the body had acted before the brain.I ran out quickly, but gradually slowed down as I approached the rose garden.I put my hand on the place on my left chest, if my heart still beats, it must be beating very fast there now.

Is it Phil...?

Although I still don't know how to face him, I still can't stop my determination to see him.I took a deep breath to calm down my nervousness, and I quickened my pace, but when I got to the statue of Aphrodite, there was no one there.

The entire rose garden is quiet, only the breeze blowing through the flower branches, swaying the fragrance of roses.The huge statue of Aphrodite, representing all beauty and love, is still standing quietly at this time, as if it has passed through thousands of years of wind and frost.

Phil was not there.

It's impossible not to lose, but Veronica won't lie to me.I stood under the statue and decided to wait. I believed Philly would come.

I don't know how long it took, until the tower of Larkhotzburg heard a crisp bird song, which was the signal for class, but Phil still didn't show up.

After a while, I heard the sound of confused footsteps behind the statue, followed by the sound of two people talking in a low voice.

"How is things going?" The hoarse and old male voice was gloomy and violent, exuding a turbid and dark breath.

"It's almost there. As long as you give a signal, all the warriors will give everything to regain the status that the Vanjo tribe deserves." Another young male voice sounded familiar.

"Very well, those wild dogs of the Bruhe tribe thought they could become the leader of Camarilla by deceiving Miss Lilith, their luck is coming to an end, and all the glory should belong to the Vanjo tribe! "

"Yes, respected Viscount Burtern, as long as this matter can be successful, the Countess will be very happy, and then please..."

"Don't worry, you must be beneficial, as long as you... who is there?"

I was startled and turned around to run, but a black shadow flashed in front of my eyes, and I was blocked by someone.It turned out to be Mr. Burtern who taught Transfiguration.

"It turned out to be you, Kailos. Von Lambert." Burten smiled sinisterly, his face hidden under the shadow of the brim of his hat was hideous.

"Mr. Lambert, we meet again." Another man's voice sounded behind him, it was the Brown who had been rejected by Veronica.

"The last time we met, you really impressed me deeply, but this time..." He leaned over and stared at me fiercely with his wide-open light gray eyes.

"What do you think?" I stood up straight.Since you can't run, you can only face it.

"We don't want to do anything, but since you heard our conversation, we can only ask you to go."

"What if I say no?"

"That's up to you." Berndt pointed at me with the scepter in his hand, and then hit the ground a few times heavily.There was a dull sound from deep underground, getting closer and closer, as if something was about to break through the ground.The ground split open suddenly, and a few green vines jumped out and bound me tightly.

"You..." I struggled, but the vines on my body became tighter and tighter.

The barbs that grew on the vines pierced into the flesh densely, sinking deeper and deeper as the vines continued to wriggle.The crimson blood slowly overflowed from the small wound, gathered together, dripped on the vines, and was absorbed instantly.

My vision began to blur, and I could feel the energy in my body being swallowed up by a force, as if it was going to suck me dry.

"Brown, I'll leave it to you." After Berndt finished speaking, he wrapped himself in a cloak, and then turned into a huge bat and flew away.

"Yes, Viscount Burnt." Brown bowed gracefully, but his facial features were distorted due to excessive excitement.

"Hehehe, Mr. Lambert, how can I entertain you next?" He grinned, showing his sharp fangs.

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When I regained consciousness, it was in a dark basement.

There is no light in the whole room, only a few white candles burning quietly, casting mottled shadows on the ancient stone walls.

I was lying on the ground, my body was still tightly bound and I couldn’t move. The tattered clothes on my body were already soaked with blood. The massive loss of blood slowed down the recovery of the wound. I was numb and stiff, and I couldn’t feel any pain.

"You finally woke up." Brown walked over slowly.He was dressed in expensive aristocratic costumes, but his handsome face was extremely cruel and vicious.

"What are you trying to do?" I coughed a few times and said with difficulty.

His throat was sore, as if it had been severely filed with a file, "You let me go, I promise I won't say what I heard."

"Do you think I will believe you? Mr. Lambert, I heard that you have a good relationship with His Majesty Ferrian?"

"No, Your Majesty and I are just..." There was a sudden sharp pain in his throat, and a strong fishy smell dissipated in his mouth.He stuck his fingers straight in, and the sharp nails pierced my throat.

"Really?" He stirred it inside, then pulled it out, the sticky blood from his fingertips turned into blood beads and fell on my face one by one.He wiped my face a few times, and the greasy touch made me sick.

I wanted to say something, but the severe pain in my throat made me speechless.

"What I hate the most is you low class people, worms of humble origins, who think that they can improve their status as long as they climb to wealth. But worms are worms, and they are only worthy of being trampled under our feet."

As if admiring his masterpiece, he looked at me for a while, and a cruel smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"If possible, I really want to drink up your blood, but I have already thought of a better way to entertain you." He left slowly, and when he came back, he was holding a bottle .

He opened the bottle cap, and the pungent smell from the bottle made my whole body tremble with great fear.

I know what that is.

Madman, he is a madman!

He tipped the bottle slowly, splashing the liquid onto the stony floor.After the chirping sound, shallow pits were immediately corroded on the ground.

He then poured the entire bottle of liquid all over my face.

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Poor Kylo...look at the sky...