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The Bloodhunting Branch of the North District maintained its usual solemnity.

Lyons was waiting outside the president's office with a stack of copies of the handwritten report.

"The president asked you to come in." The waiter opened the door and came out, making an invitation gesture.

After Lioness entered, the waiter waited outside in case anyone disturbed him.

There was already a report on Nord's desk, open to the side, apparently read.

"You said that there is a blood race behind this incident?" Nord asked, "Lines, the blood race has disappeared for hundreds of years. Do you know what your report means?"

"Someone broke the covenant." Lyons replied truthfully, "I'm not sure whether Henry is behind the entire blood clan or a single prince or duke. But this person's status in the blood clan is not low."

"This cannot be made public. It will cause riots."

Lynes agrees.

Nord rolled the side of the report and said, "You can't tell the church either. Those high-ranking clergymen will 'baptize' the entire North District."

"To ensure the purity of the people, no Satan is born in it," Lyons added.

Nord looked at Lyons with a headache: "I know you don't like those pastors, but the church has more appeal than hunters. Don't show disdain on your face, it will only cause unnecessary trouble."

"Follow the instruction." Lyons said with a correct attitude.But Nord knew that he clearly didn't care.

"This case first. I will let all the hunters pay attention to relevant movements, and investigate if there is any suspicious situation."

The people behind the scenes ran too cleanly.Afterwards, Nord asked someone to go to the cellar of the wooden house to investigate, and it was really blown up as Nightingale said, leaving no trace of clues.

As for the matter of those tramps talking to Henry, they didn't even know that Henry had someone superior.When Henry died, it was completely broken.

The opponent is like a gecko with a broken tail, fleeing before the night light comes.

No matter how unwilling Lyons is, he can only shelve it for the time being.He has bigger concerns than his faceless enemy.

"The Sunwalker who killed people..."

Nord thought that the matter had been explained clearly, he lowered his head to deal with other documents, and looked up at Lyons when he heard the sound, "What?"

"She's still a child. After being treated like that, it's justifiable to kill Henry." Lyons said, "How will Blood Hunt deal with her?"

"Lines." Nord said disapprovingly, "That girl is no longer a daywalker. She is a blood-sucking monster. It is a good thing to be kind to humans, but empathy for monsters is not something a hunter should do. "

"According to the system, she will be sent to the church's treatment room. The pastor will do his best to help her return to the right path. This is something you and I both know, isn't it?"

"You are right."

Rebuttals are pointless.Raising a furry beast in the street market is not the choice a hunter should make.

When Lyons exited Nord's office and walked out of the blood hunting gate, he saw Andre smiling at him.

Andre was holding a kraft paper bag in his hand, and the smell of fat being roasted by charcoal fire emanated from it.

"Would you like to try it? There is a long line of steak hot dogs across the street." Andre took out a piece of buttery toasted bread, sandwiched lettuce steak and yellow mustard sauce.

"You still eat cooked food?" Lioness took the hot dog and asked Andre, who was quite satisfied with the deliciousness.

"I can't fill my stomach, but I'd love to eat good food. How's your chat with your old boss?"

"I'm here to give a presentation, not to chat over coffee."

"Really?" Andre looked at Lyons, "Will that poor little girl in the cell have any touching amnesty?"

"..." Lioness gnawed on the bread, but did not speak.

The hunter's silence amused Andre, and at the same time he lost interest in humans.

Facts have proved that the blood race sometimes forgets to eat but not fights.This race is typically proud and advocating righteousness.It seemed foolish to expect them to be sympathetic to their alienated compatriots.

"As expected," said Andre, "so she would be sent to church to hear prayers, drink holy water, and eat communion. In pain and hunger, to be sadly declared that we faithful believers had strayed from the way of God, and then to be sent to church. Burn to death, right?"

What Andre waited for was the silence of Lyons. He shrugged and said, "It's a good ending."

After eating the human food, Andre followed Lyons into the night watch office, and sat gracefully on the coffin to express his appeal.

"I'm done with this job, should I settle the commission? Fourteen gold coins and six silver, and my entire purse."

"You want to go back to the jungle?" Reins took out a box from the drawer, which contained a lot of gold coins.

Although the case was solved, the people behind the scenes did not show their feet.

Lioness counted out fifteen gold coins and pushed them to Andre, "The medal has been given to you, it's clear."

"..." Andre thought about his bag of gold coins, and then thought about the exquisitely crafted badge with random materials, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that he was at a big loss.

"A profiteer," he accused.

"I'm very interested in my 'citizens'." Andre raised his chin, showing the silver ring, "but I'm not interested in this thing."

"Let an unrestricted vampire roam the streets, do you think the vampire could allow such a thing to happen?" Lyons sensed that Andre didn't want to give up the case, and became more comfortable, "I can try my best to get a simple guard method."

Andre smiled gently, raised his hand to break off the silver ring around his neck, and threw it on the table: "Then I'll wait for your good news."

Then he left with fifteen gold coins on the table.

The castle has not seen its owner for a while, and it looks gloomy and lonely.

Andre lit the fireplace and raised the overturned wine glass.

"mass?"

The little head with curled ears popped out from between the railings of the attic, saw Andre "meow" and threw himself into the arms of the owner from the second floor.

Andre quickly reached out to catch Mass and Shun Mao: "Have you lost weight?"

Curly ear rubbed against his hand, licking back and forth at the fingertips.

It goes without saying whose stomach the deer blood left in the cup went to.However, Andre left the mass at home, which was wrong in itself, and he did not pursue this matter.

Mass pestered Andre, even dismissing cat food.So Andrei grabbed a handful and fed them.

After feeding Juan Er, Andre entered the study with a snoring Mass.

The ink and quill had obviously been unused for a long time and were somewhat dry.Andre was too lazy to open new ink, so he wrote on the letter paper intermittently.

The unique smell of ink disturbed Mass's lucid dream, kicking his legs in Andre's arms.

Fortunately, the letter was not long, and Andre soon put his name on it, then lit the wax and dripped it on the envelope, and stamped it with a seal with thorns on it.

He stood at the window, and soon a group of bats flew over and took the envelope away.

He rubbed the head of the sleeping Massa, and woke up Juaner who had just fallen asleep, "Go to sleep on the sofa."

Mass raised his head and squinted his eyes to enjoy, and when he heard that Andre was going to drive him out of his warm embrace, he suddenly became unhappy.He bowed his head into an orange and dark gold cat ball and purred.

Andre was a little helpless about the shame of Mass, and finally chose to connive.

After the moon rose, he held Mass in his arms and opened the gate of the old castle.

In the northern district, the place that is more deserted than the blood hunt is the church located in the south.Together with the cemetery near the sea, it constitutes a realm of gods belonging to the dead and saints.

Andre didn't have a good impression of this area. The crosses everywhere and the endless prayers made him frown.

A European-style building on the edge of the church is particularly inconsistent with the white and sacred atmosphere.The heavy brown wood and iron railings decorate him rigorously.

Andre holds Mass in his right hand and drags a half-decomposed corpse in his left.When the believer at the gate found him, he laughed: "Shh, you don't see anything, you don't remember anything. There is a wonderful moon tonight, so you fell asleep after watching it."

The believer blinked and followed unconsciously: "Yes, yes, the moon is beautiful tonight."

When the gatekeeper was asleep, Andre brazenly pushed open the door of the treatment room, and walked in with the corpse.

The treatment room is empty, except for the god statue and podium in the center of the hall, there are clean walls all around.The flow stained glass windows changed the taste of the clear moonlight and sprinkled on the ground.

The confessional was chained, and Andre could smell a lot of blood in the air.

After the hall is a small room, with doors next to each other, presumably the room is not too big.

Andre stopped outside a room, broke the locked door handle, opened the door and saw the girl bound by chains.

The girl had many burns on her body and her face was mottled.The wound healed slowly, and the combined pain caused cold sweat to break out on the girl's forehead, but her mouth was shackled and she couldn't cry out.

"It's so pitiful." Andre broke the silver iron chain, and then threw the corpse in his hand on the bed.

The dazed girl half-opened her eyes, startled when she saw the corpse lying beside her.

"Don't be afraid." Andre freed his arms to pick her up, and kicked the corpse to the place where the girl had been lying before. The corpse was many times larger than the girl, and the face was still very familiar even if it was eaten by insects and ants.

"Isn't it appropriate to ask Uncle Henry to sit in a cell for you?"

The girl hugged Andre's neck, turned her head to see the tragic death, then turned her head and buried her in Andre's arms.

Her actions disturbed the sleeping Mass, and the kitten gritted its teeth as it looked at the strange creature that robbed its territory.Andre patted Mass on the buttocks, grabbed the back of the kitten's neck and threw it on his shoulder.

When the moon was at its highest that night, a strange fire broke out in a small building around the church.

The fire was not too strong and did not spread.Because it was discovered in time, there was no one in the building, and only the monsters sent a few days ago were burned to death.

Even the sleeping gatekeeper didn't feel the heat waves.I was still emotional when I put out the fire.

The moon is so beautiful tonight.