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Matthew is indeed obsessed with the study of formations, and even the guest rooms that he has not lived in for a long time hide some "small traps".

These traps are rough in workmanship, and they look like old objects at first glance, with many flaws, which can be seen at a glance.For example, the red mark on the candlestick, the light gray spot under the vase, or the extra bright pupils in the eyes of the figure oil painting.

Although the harm is almost zero, the advantage is that there are so many of them, and the annoyance alone can annoy Andre till dawn.

Matthew is worthy of being the master of the royal family's formations. These small formations should have been made casually during his early experiments. The formations not only exist for a long time, but are also very sensitive.

After Andre threw out three poisonous frogs, four poisonous snakes, two silver arrows and a bottle of damage potion, the last bit of praise for Matthew's talent turned to boredom.

"crack clap clap"

"crack clap clap"

Andre turned around, and the four legs of the dusty one-seater sofa were soft and bent, dancing restlessly, and roared at him with unknown meaning like some ancient tribe's humans threatening wild animals.

After watching Mr. Sofa's beautiful performance coldly, Andre gritted his teeth and said, "The aesthetics of human beings is really low."

Then, there was a noise in the calm guest room, like a bullfight.However, within 2 minutes, the narrow window suddenly opened its mouth wide, spitting out pieces of broken objects. If you look carefully, you will find that this thing has a fluffy blue cloth surface, a gold-plated handle, and a few pieces of unidentified fine silk cloth.

Since Matthew lived in seclusion, there were very few guests in the villa, and the guest room was always vacant. Although there was a lot of dust, the layout was simple enough and clean.

But now it is like a bad robber, the candlestick hit the ground, the sofa disappeared, the vase was broken into pieces, and there were many black marks on the wall.

Andre took a deep breath, opened the door with a smile on his face, and then closed it with a "bang!!!".

The guest rooms of Lyons and Andre are distributed on both sides of the circular hollow corridor, and the straight-line distance is about the diameter of a hall.

The opposite room was full of chaos, and the years on Reins' side were quiet, except for a few loud noises when Mr. Sofa died gloriously.

Lyons, who was reading the relevant documents carefully in the house, raised his head, frowned and looked at the location of Andre's room. He lowered his head after hearing no other changes.

Lyons stood still for a minute, then suddenly put down the document in his hand and walked towards the door.Lyons opened the door, his frowning brows were relieved for a moment, and then they frowned deeper: "Andre?"

The vampire outside the door stood gracefully, with a cold expression, no different from usual.But if you look closely, you will find that his clothes are messy, his hair is a little rough, his fingertips are stained with dust, and there are many bloodshot eyes.

Facing the silent Andre, Lions flashed countless possibilities in his mind, and ruled them out one by one.There are not many things that can make a vampire so restless that he can ignore his image, but it is not impossible.

Lyons' understanding expression made Andre's heart empty.

He had been standing outside the house for a long time, but it was too embarrassing to ask a hunter for help because he was so helpless by the elementary formation, he was hesitating whether to go in or not.

I still have some confidence in saying that I am good, but if someone finds out, I will be a big loser!

"I……"

"hungry?"

There is an obvious question mark at the end of Lyons' words, but his actions are decisive.Lyons paused for a moment after unbuttoning the cuffs, then took off his cloak, and then began to fiddle with the buttons on the collar.

"Wait, you misunderstood." There was a shoulder and neck in front of Andre's eyes, and the muscle texture was buried under the skin, flexible and warm.

Time isn't hungry, and that's not something a vampire should look at!

Cold fingers gripped the collar and stuck to Lyons' skin at the same time. The warm blood vessels felt the danger through the skin, and immediately shrank, making the owner shiver.

"Hula."

Andre grabbed his clothes and grabbed them, almost covering his neck and leaving only his head: "Mr. Detective is easy to die if you throw yourself into your arms like this."

Lyons broke away from Andre's hand, and tidied up his clothes slowly: "Aren't you hungry? Then what are you doing here?"

Andre was speechless for a moment, then leaned against the wall and said, "Mr. Inspector, didn't you notice anything strange in the room?"

As he spoke, he stared coldly at a string of bronze wind chimes hanging on the door frame.

At this time, there was no wind blowing, but the wind chime turned around and made a strange and dull sound.

Lions didn't have the same achievements as Matthew in formations, but after living for many years, ordinary formations can still be recognized.

When he entered the house, Lions noticed that many ornaments and daily necessities in the house had been tampered with and arranged in different small formations, targeting vampires.

The formation is not strong, and it can even be seen that the creator is a novice and has been around for some years.

Because Lyons is not a vampire, the formation will not be triggered, so he didn't pay much attention. Only when Andre brought it up did he realize that his advisor didn't come to him because he was hungry, but was annoyed by these small formations. up.

"Matthew is an idiot. It is said that he began to study some strange things at the age of six. Looking at the years, these are his early works." Reins took off the wind chime, and used the blade hidden in his cuff to draw a line on the door rail. , The vibrating wind chime was instantly quiet.

"Really." Andre smiled, looking into the room through Lyons, "Then you formation madman, you are really talented!"

Lyons frowned, noticing something was wrong.At the same time, a gust of wind blew across the back of his head, and Lyons threw himself forward, and together with Andre, hit the railing of the corridor. If the force was stronger, the two of them would have jumped over the railing and fell into the hall.

Lyons turned over and looked at the "enemy" who attacked him, and suddenly felt a little headache.

Because the person standing at the door was not a person, but a... hanger that flung his clothes like a whip.

In the room, not only the brave clothes hanger, but also the cunning candlestick dripping wax oil on the ground as a trap, the teapot spitting out poisonous snakes from the spout, and the sailor chandelier overflowing from the lamp cap are all "awakened" in the room. Showing supernatural powers, it was very lively.

Lyons' face at this moment is about the same as that of Andre who was standing at the door just now, ugly.

"The changing formation is considered a relatively advanced formation, and it can be triggered in a targeted manner. Matthew is indeed a genius." Andre was in the mood to ridicule when he saw Lyons' room fall.

One of the commonalities between blood race and human beings is that when someone is miserable than themselves, they will be much happier.

Andre didn't feel guilty for this despicable mentality at all. Instead, he jumped back, sat leisurely on the railing, and patted Lioness on the shoulder: "My actions will only intensify the formation, please trouble sir."

The smiling "devil" should just watch from the sidelines, watching the battle of wits between Lions and the dancing demons.

So after the commotion in one room stopped, the other room also started throwing things into the courtyard.

Teapots, overhead lights, tables and chairs, oil paintings, potted plants.

This grand symphony ends with a thick and soft mattress.

The decoration of the guest room is sparse, and it is in a simple style. After a big cleaning, the room is even more empty.

Andre walked into the room and snapped his fingers. An unpretentious coffin was placed beside the foreign bed: "Excuse me."

Lyons was sweating profusely. He glanced at Andre and didn't object.

It was not easy to clean up a house. He was afraid that Andre would be annoyed, so he demolished Matthew's house.

"Go to Matthew to talk about Manda before dinner." Lyons calmed down and said.

"Follow the arrangement." Andre stood up from the coffin, trampled to death a poisonous ant with wings on the ground, and replied with a good temper.

Matthew had been in the study, opening the door with a volume in his hand.

Andre glanced at it. It was an ancient language scroll, which was related to formations.

Matthew ushered them in.

"The president told me a lot about your deeds, and we will do our best to help you," said Lyons.

Matthew nodded and sighed: "Nord is one of the few friends I have."

There was a bit of sadness and gratitude in his tone, and the emotion was very light. If it weren't for the blood race's sensitivity to human emotions, this exclamation would only seem like a polite remark.

Lyons asked: "You said in your letter that there is something unusual about Madam, can you elaborate?"

"Actually, Manda had some signs a few years ago, but I never noticed it." Matthew said with self-blame, "About four or five years ago, Manda would lose her temper for no reason and control her distance from me. She has always liked I was basking in the sun in the courtyard, but I hid at home in those few days. At the beginning, it lasted for a short time, about two days, and the rest of the behavior was normal, so I didn’t pay much attention. Now that I think about it, something was wrong at that time gone."

"This mild symptom lasted for about three or four years, with intervals of up to half a year, and did not affect life. But during this time, the situation suddenly became serious. It first worsened half a year ago and lasted for two weeks. Manda refused After eating cooked food, I would break the knives and forks and dishes, and hide in the house all day long and draw the curtains. After that, I used a lot of healing arrays and purification arrays, but none of them showed any abnormalities. After this attack, I calmed down for several days Month, just when I thought everything was fine, Manda deteriorated again."

Matthew frowned, the past of fighting with the blood clan kept a little chill in his brows.

Judging from Matthew's state, the deterioration this time is not that simple.

"In addition to aversion to cooked food and fear of light, Manda attacked me." Matthew said.

Andre and Lyons became serious at the same time, waiting for Matthew's next words.

"She quietly got up at night like a vampire and stood by the bed, looking at me with greedy eyes..." Matthew said while recalling, "Manda has never experienced a battlefield, but lying beside her But I didn't seem to notice her strangeness until she bit my neck."

Matthew closed his eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable with these memories: "When her teeth came up, I knew that Manda was a pure human being. There were no fangs, and she was biting with human teeth. She imitated vampires to absorb The blood of the arteries, walking in the dark. But in fact, Manda does not have the ability of night vision, and after falling down, he struggles to get up to find the 'prey'."

"I checked Manda's food and drinking water, and dismissed the servants around me, but I still couldn't stop the vision."

"Since it is confirmed that it is not a blood race, why do you need help from the blood hunter?" Andre asked.

"I'm not looking for blood hunters. To be precise, I'm asking Nord for help. Apart from him, I can't think of anyone else who can help me." Matthew said.

Things are tricky, if Manda has the blood of the Sunwalker or has been attacked by the blood race, these visions are easy to solve, but now I can't find any source, even Andre can't start, because this matter has nothing to do with the blood race .

"Are you sure your wife is not a day walker?" Lyons asked with a frown.

Matthew nodded: "Basically yes. I have played for the royal family, and my family has undergone strict blood tests."

"Has she been in contact with anyone else lately?" Andre asked.

"Manda hasn't traveled far in the past few months. We are located in a remote area and travel is inconvenient. We only go to the downtown market once a month for purchasing."

Andre: "Did you go shopping with her or did she go alone?"

"Recently we will go out together, and I am worried that Manda is going out alone now." Matthew said.

Andre glanced at Lyons and said, "I don't know if Mr. Matthew has heard of divine blood."

Matthew frowned: "God's blood?"

"A potion that can transform a daywalker into a vampire." Lyons added, "Bloodhunter is currently investigating this matter."

"I know this, Nord mentioned it in the letter. Do you suspect that Manda has been poisoned with divine blood?"

"The current divine blood requires a pure-blooded Sunwalker to complete the transformation, so it does not match, but there is no research showing how ordinary people will use divine blood, so it is just a guess." Andre stared at Matthew, carefully observing his body reaction.

"We need to observe your wife for a few days to see if we can find any clues. If you think of any clues, please let us know in time." Lyons said.

Matthew immediately agreed, and got up to see Andre and Lyons off.

"You and Madam," Andre said suddenly, "you look very young."

Matthew paused for a moment and said, "Maybe it's too leisurely, and it looks younger."

Andre smiled, and didn't let him go easily: "The people who participated in the battle are all old antiques, but Nord and the president told me that you are a hundred years old, and no matter how leisurely you live, it will not make people stay young forever. .”

Matthew still kept a kind smile and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"I'm just curious, how can a pure-blooded human being achieve such a long life. A hundred years old but not old, it sounds like our blood race."

Matthew's face was a little gloomy. A hunter was said to be a vampire, and it was definitely worth turning his face: "I just thought you were complimenting me, Prince Andre."

Andre frowned and looked at Matthew: "You're welcome."

The two returned to the guest room all the way, and Andre leaned on the coffin and said suddenly: "He lied."

The matter of the blood of the gods is of great importance. Nord has long reported the matter to the high-level church and asked about suppressing the blood formation.

The church replied that a meeting had already been held, and Matthew also provided a lot of suggestions. How could he not know about divine blood?

Nord's report was absolutely detailed and cautious, and it was impossible not to mention the word "divine blood".

"You shouldn't be so impatient." Lioness didn't follow Andre's words, his tone was a bit cold, "If Matthew has contact with Derek, it will only be against us to startle the enemy."

"Don't be so timid, sir," said Andrei.

Lyons disagreed and said: "Matthew knows your name and your status in the blood clan, which is enough to show that he is not simple..."

"Are you worried about me, Lions?" Andre jumped up from the coffin and approached Lions.

Lyons pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Matthew has a lot of secrets. He is a snake sleeping in a cave. If you don't hit a dozen, you won't show your tail." Andre said, "Being cautious is not the way to deal with him, because he is more human than you, and he is more capable. Hold your breath."

Lyons glanced at him, but didn't insist anymore.

Worrying about Andre was indeed unnecessary, but when Matthew accurately said Andre's name, Lions obviously felt a sudden emotional stop.

Even though it's possible Nord had given Matthew this information, and Andre's exposure wouldn't have caused actual harm, he still had a sense of his thoughts stalling.

Andre leaned on the wiped table, wanted to continue teasing Lyons, but in the other party's silence, restrained his bad humor.

Because the hunter seems to be in a bad mood.

The look in the eyes of an unreasonable child made Andre curl his lips: "I promise not to act without authorization in the future, sir, don't deduct my salary."

"We're not in an employment relationship right now," Lyons said.