murder poppy

A vampire pays attention to the image, the lair must be clean and beautiful, so the smell in the coffin will not be unpleasant, but it is indeed not clean.

Andre pushed the coffin away as if nothing had happened, bent down and carried Mass back to the sofa.

The blood race is cunning and despicable, but they will not violate the contract.

Lions once made a wish to Andre, asking him to help investigate all matters related to the blood of God. Matthew sits in the library in the jungle and is likely to be in contact with Derek. Logically speaking, Andre has no reason to refuse this errand. .

"Matthew is an old aristocrat in the southern district and an old friend of Nord. They have known each other for many years when I joined the blood hunt. After the war ended, Matthew left the blood hunt because of his obsession with studying religion and spells." Lyons said, "If he has something to do with the blood...it's very likely that the royal family is involved. It's a big deal. You really don't want to see it?"

Andre leaned on the back of the sofa, raised his head back, his blond hair hung in the air with his movements, revealing a pair of pupils with red shadows.

"Everything about you is troublesome for me. I will help you out of the contract." Andre blinked his eyes, and the hidden blood line was like a monster surfacing, adding a line to his calm eyes. Uncontrollable rage.

"As long as my situation allows." Andre added.

Derek is an unexpected guest, and his arrival is unexpected to Andre and Lyons.

If Derek didn't want to use Andre's life as a stepping stone to seize power, Andre should lie in a coffin and sleep peacefully at this time to resist the flood of desires.

Killing Derek does not solve the flaws of the bloodline itself. The genes in the bloodline urge Andre to either sleep or follow his instincts.

"You don't want to bring an out-of-control vampire to a human home to handle a case." Andre said calmly, scratching Mass' chin with his fingertips.

During the time of going to the dense forest library, Andre controlled it very well, or the killing relieved some of his desires, so that Lyons had forgotten the reason why his advisor left.

"I don't accept animal blood." Andre said, interrupting Lioness's opening, "Let the housekeeper take care of the old deer at home. It won't live long, so don't bother him."

In front of a vampire who has lived a thousand years, no amount of life is considered longevity.

Andre's critical tone, haughty eyebrows, and sunken corners of his mouth seemed to show his dislike for deer blood.

Lyons frowned, but he wasn't dissatisfied with the vampire's cumbersome requirements. Almost the moment he saw Andre's casual and disgusted expression, he decided that the vampire was lying.

Animal blood is not the best food for the vampires, not only the taste is mediocre, but also because animal blood can never be compared with human blood, and vampires who are full will still be thirsty for human blood, and will choose to hunt even if their stomachs are full.

So Andre's refusal of the deer's blood was not to feel sorry for the deer whose blood was drawn, but to stop Liones from doing useless work.

Never underestimate the influence of desire on the vampires, this is the conclusion that Lioness reached after seeing the out-of-control Andre.

"If you're consuming human blood, how often do you need to eat?" Lyons asked.

Andre, who straightened his head during the long silence, also darkened when he heard this, turned his head and looked at the hunter who was standing upright.

"No matter what you're thinking, put away your chances." Andre was extremely serious, the Mass in his arms lost his master's touch, and immediately screamed, poking his head out of the sofa and looking at Reins viciously.

"For the vampires who have not been in contact with blood for a long time, human blood is just poppy shells that are ground into powder. It will be addictive, it will get worse, and finally return to the original situation." Andre said coldly, "I endured It took hundreds of years to barely restrain your natural desires, every "kindness" and "understanding" of yours is a tease to the devil..."

"But you can't sleep forever." Lyons interrupted Andre, "The blood slaves of the blood race are your fixed food, and the nobles never need to hunt for hunger. The existence of blood slaves makes the utilization rate of every human being reach its peak. , slowing down the killing."

Andre was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth: "It's amazing that a hunter can say such a thing."

"It's just a fact." Lyons replied.

Although it seemed cold-blooded and cruel, what Liones said was not wrong.

Domestic blood slaves allow the nobles of the blood clan to have fresh blood at any time. The blood clan will not suck the blood of the blood slaves at once, but make full use of the regeneration of blood.

In addition, the nobles sometimes choose the most delicious blood carrier, and use the most delicious food and red wine to support the blood slaves, and different nobles will compare the blood slaves.

For blood slaves with high-quality blood, vampires will give them excellent treatment. Sexual desire, thirst for knowledge, desire to conquer, and human desire are important factors that determine the taste of blood.

Therefore, some blood slaves are even voluntary.Just by drawing some blood regularly, you can exchange for exquisite food and gorgeous housing.All the first-class treatment is in the bag, so why not do it.

For these things, Andre knew better than Lyons that the research on blood slaves among the vampire nobles was almost a major trend.They will discuss what age range of human blood is the sweetest, and what kind of recreational activities can ease the emotions of blood slaves so as to cultivate more delicious blood.

The longest-lived blood slave in the blood clan lived to be 40 years old, and was transformed into a vampire by his master, surviving forever in the world.

"So, you want me to raise a blood slave?" Andre was very amused by this proposal, and looked at Lyons with raised eyebrows.

A hunter suggesting that vampires hunt humans for rations sounds ridiculous, especially from someone as rigidly righteous as Lioness.

"I don't think vampires can resist their instincts by staying away from the blood. You sleep most of your life, and even if you wake up, there will always be an empty space. This is not the right way." Lyons said.

After all, the desire of the vampires for blood is different from addictive poisons. The latter can be escaped, but the former is a "serious illness" that follows for life. It cannot be shaken off or cured, and only death can eliminate it.

"The more you refuse, the more you will want it. You need a stable source of blood." Lyons had a lot to say, but it seemed very thin after he said it.

Escaping does not solve the problem, but facing it is even more ineffective.The nature of race is not a vice that can be changed. You can ask a gambler not to gamble, but you cannot ask a human being not to drink water.

So no matter how profound the truth is, it is useless to talk about it, and Lyons doesn't think it should be said at this time.

Andre was silent for a moment, and the amazing curiosity about the hunter's words disappeared, and his pale cheeks were hidden in the darkness, looking sick and irritable.

"A good proposal." Andre said, his voice seemed to be icy, he admitted helplessly, and then refused to express.

"Then who do you want to choose, Mr. Inspector, to be this hapless ghost?" Andre turned his head, facing Lyons with his back, stroking Mass' long tail with his fingers, "I don't want blood. Low, you need to find a young, outstanding life, and tell him that he will spend the rest of his life with a blood-sucking monster, and that he must feel the pain of the blood flow..."

"Unfortunately, I'm not a vampire who likes the blood of fallen people, so the one you have to sacrifice must be an upright and tough young man." Andre tilted his head, provocatively and self-deprecatingly embarrassing Lyons, "Is there anyone to choose? Inspector gentlemen."

The air froze, and the hunter and the vampire faced each other silently, but it was the vampire who refused to drink blood at this time, and the hunter who wanted to capture humans as rations.

Lyons wasn't in a confrontation, but just a little distracted.Feeling emotions has never been his strong point. He is dull, rigid, and cold-blooded, but just now he saw a trace of decadent stubbornness from Andre's back.

"There is one." Lyons said, "He has a longer lifespan than humans, and his tolerance and physical functions are also better."

Andre paused, then slowly turned his head to look at the hunter's cold face: "What does the inspector mean, do you want to be my blood slave?"