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"It's not a gentleman to inquire about people's privacy." Andre wrapped himself in a blanket and said embarrassingly.

Vampires don't feel the cold, this action is just an instinct, an instinct to refuse to be naked///exposed.

"To each other. If you want to explain it to me in the form of mind reading, I don't mind." Lyons did not back down, completely resisting Andre's slander.

The unreasonable vampire expressed regret at his boss's "inhumanity", saying: "As you know, Derek is my child. But at the same time, he is also my brother."

"When I met Derek, he was only seven or eight years old. He was unkempt and hungry. He was thrown in the stables to carry food and grass for the horses in exchange for a piece of moldy black bread."

"At that time, he was really thin, just a little bit, skin covered with bones, he was holding an iron fork to fork the horse grass, and his thigh was thinner than the thinnest part of the horse's leg. He was not inconspicuous in the street market at all, he was a man As long as you starve to death, you will be dragged to the forest to burn waste." Andre said and looked at Lyons.

"It's just such a waste who was dragged to the market by the horse owner and beat and scolded him, saying that he was not worth as much as that bundle of horse straw, and that he was not worth as much as a glass of beer when sold. But unfortunately, I saw his eyes, that Eyes like hyenas. That night the stud owner's stable caught fire, and the horses and men were burned to death."

"I saw a little half-dead scum under a fallen wooden beam, and he looked at me and said, 'I know you're not human, you're a demon, save me, I'll sell you my soul.'"

Lyons frowned when he heard this. Derek had a rough life since he was a child, and he was not kind at the same time.

"So you saved him."

Andre nodded: "To be honest, he is very special, twisted, and cruel. He can kill his benefactor out of anger, and he can greet his enemy with a smile in order to survive. Well, it makes me think...he is very interesting."

Lyons couldn't agree with the "interesting" of the blood race, and thought for a while without refuting: "After that, why did he become your brother."

"It's very complicated." Andre said, as if he was thinking about how to speak, and seemed to be recalling some past events, "Strigoi rarely develop offspring. We are neither born nor dead, but wandering souls in the world. Our lives are boring and single, Hunting and eating are the only long-term pursuits."

"Boredom is terrible. Some people derive pleasure from boredom, and some people fall into the abyss. The human brain makes us not willing to hunt like beasts." Andre paused for a moment, laughing self-deprecatingly, "So when we are tired Longevity, start looking for death."

"Find the approved offspring, give him a First Embrace. He's our child, and the Death to whom we gave the scythe. As Derek is, so am I."

"He is more suitable for patricide than me, so my father abandoned me and chose a new child." Andre looked at the silent hunter and asked, "My storytelling skills are poor? "

"No." Lioness denied, and then asked, "You chose to embrace Derek because you wanted him to kill you?"

"If he can, I'd be happy to accept it." The blanket wrapped around Andre squirmed, and he touched the healed wound on his chest and said, "Well, but I regret it now. He is not a rare ghost , just an idiot."

Lyons looked at the vampire wrapped in a thin blanket like a rolled up winter golden retriever cub, and was silent about his exclamation.

The hunter's eyes were a little strange, not purely provocative, nor purely mocking.Andre stretched out his foot and kicked the red satin sofa cushions out, flying towards Liones's face, blocking his view.

"What expression? Feel free to tell me if you have any good ideas." Andre leaned on the armrest, like a leopard cat stealing raw fish.

"No." Lioness never expressed his views on other people's choices and lives, "Do you have any clues related to Derek?"

"Derek's here is not normal." Andre nodded his head, "His emotions are too amplified, extreme, and irritable. His definition of himself is the same as that of a vampire in a tuxedo in your human dance drama. Any deviation from the script would drive him hysterical."

"Anyone who destroys his sense of ritual and script deserves to die. My intervention made it difficult for the mandala to run, so he wanted to kill me. At the same time, this is also part of his drama. The newly embraced blood clans regard patricide as an honor. Killing their father is the climax of the script." Andre stopped abruptly, and after a short pause, he changed the subject.

"I didn't expect him to find it so quickly. Now that the patricide scene is over, he needs to find his audience." Andre picked up the black card, rubbed his middle finger and thumb lightly, and the candlestick ignited with a "chick". flames.

"Derek is very complicated. He hates both humans and vampires. He only recognizes himself and his kind. Daywalkers and new blood races are just tools. His purpose... is to seek power."

"Seeking power?" Lioness frowned, and the matter seemed to be more complicated than he understood.

Andre: "I have occupied the title of this prince for too long. He wants to replace me. First, he wants to kill me, and second, he must have the strength recognized by the blood clan."

"So the experiment is to cultivate a new blood race, and use it as a contribution to obtain the position of prince?" Lyons himself shook his head and denied this idea, "It's unreasonable, the blood race respects the first embrace, and his behavior will not be recognized. What exactly does he want to do? What?"

Andretuan was on the sofa and answered truthfully: "I don't know."

"Derek is a loner, he likes to enjoy 'the stage' by himself."

So he will not re-establish an ethnic group as Lawrence said.Lonely people enjoy solitude, and Derek is by no means a leader.

"So I think there are people behind him." Andre closed his eyes, "But I'm not sure, or maybe he really just wants to use these to claim credit."

"You said he wanted to find the audience who watched his play, who is it? Can you trace Derek's whereabouts through this?" Lyons asked.

Andre picked up the gilded black card on the table.The light gray mandala pattern on the card is hidden on the card surface, and a small blood fingerprint is printed on the edge.

"This card is his trophy, telling the coming judge that he killed his father. It's a childish and arrogant way to show off." Andre smiled, looking at the card, "It's very important to us. it works."

"Derek has a stubborn problem. His life needs to be recorded and decorated. His actions are chaotic, but in fact there are always some 'noble' purposes." Andre turned the card over and pointed to the inverted card on the back. The cross and the vague pattern below said, "He will turn all 'deeds' into signs to announce his feats to the world. For example, the imprint of mandala flowers, or the church here."

The card is printed with gray shading, so you won't notice it if you don't look carefully.From the mandala on the front, to the chapel on the back, it's all about Derek.

Andre said: "The mandala is the symbol of the guild, so this church is the address of the guild."

Lions took the card, and after carefully identifying it under the dim candlelight, he handed the card to Andre: "I don't want to disturb your reasoning, Andre, but I really can't call this cross on the mound a name. It's a church. I don't want to be blacklisted by the church to drink holy water."

On the back of the card, what Andre thought was a church pattern was actually just a small inverted cross, underneath which was a cloud of messy smoke, spreading across the entire card like vines or tentacles.There is also some morbid beauty in the mess.

Derek is a lunatic, but a paranoid lunatic.He is flamboyant, but also cautious.

The mandala shows the identity of the guild, but does not reveal too much information.And the cross, too, is not so much an address as an intention.

"There is an abandoned monastery near the dense forest in the northern area of ​​Wisenor." Andre said calmly.

Lions looked at him.

"There are coiled vines and smog. All the explorers who went there couldn't reach the real church. They wandered around in the mist and were swallowed by man-eating vegetation. There is a holy place where wandering spirits gather."

The legend of the North Church is very popular among the people.

There is no one who doesn't like to hear strange stories, not to mention that he is related to the forbidden area of ​​the dense forest, which has a more mysterious flavor.

It is rumored that there is an ancient monastery at the junction of the North District and the dense forest.

The monastery does not know when it was built, nor when it fell into disuse.Surrounded by dense fog and thorn bushes.

Legend has it that the monastery once lived with rich priests and believers, who were slaughtered overnight because they provoked the devil.The ghosts of priests and believers are locked in the monastery forever, guarding treasures and hatred.

They will kill all those who come to snatch the treasure, because those who covet the treasure are all the apostles of Satan.

In the first few years after the strange talk appeared, there were constant groups of daring explorers or greedy businessmen, and no one survived intact.Most people disappeared in the thick fog, and those who came back were also crazy and unconscious.

It wasn't until later that the church organized clergy to go to clear the money, purify the ghosts, and pray for the dead, and the matter was considered to have subsided.

The legend of the Church of Ghosts has happened many years ago. After the church was resolved, no one tried to find or set foot in that mysterious church.The church just disappeared from the memory of the world.

Now that Andre mentioned it, Lyons instantly thought of that church.

"The ghosts and treasures of the church are deceptive. In fact, there is only an old monk, a beggar and a monster living in it. The greatest wealth is a broken Bible." Andre said, "The fog has hallucinogenic effects. As a result, most of the people who went to explore were deluded by the money in fantasy, and the spoils were not evenly distributed and killed by each other."

Andre clicked on the card. It couldn't be said to be ridiculed or joyful. The dull voice echoed in the castle. It was a sigh or a statement: "The last thing a vampire should do is nostalgia."

The author says:

Derek has histrionic personality disorder, is greedy, selfish, loveless and has no morals

He's like a kid asking for candy, the one with the scythe (big mistake)

Happy Valentine's Day everyone!