My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

Speaking of this, Shilih looked at the pale face of the boy opposite with sympathy, and his tone became pitiful, "Look, even human beings are attacking their compatriots, how can other races not be unscrupulous?"

The man took a step forward and approached Troy, his blood-red vertical pupils reflected the ugly expression of the young man.

Troy's heart seemed to be hit.

If it is said that the three "allies" in front will attack humans, the young man can stand it, but when he finally heard that his family is also making this deal, the shock and anger in Troy's heart suddenly rose, reaching a certain level. unstoppable.

But even so, the boy still maintained his sanity.

Because—what he has heard so far is only one side of Shilih's words.

Vampires cannot be trusted, and Troy will not rush back to the palace impulsively and tear up the agreement with the goblin dwarves.

"I know you're still skeptical, dear little Mr. Troy," the man said with a smile, "Then you might as well listen to our cooperation."

The boy raised his eyes, looked at him coldly, and said, "What do you want to do?"

"It's very simple, I believe that the little gentleman will be happy," Xilihe squinted his eyes, opened his cold thin lips, and said word by word—"Kill the blood king, and then wipe out all the vampires."

"Cut everything off at the root, so those deals won't exist anymore, will they?"

Troy paused.

Looked straight into the vampire's eyes, and there was no lie, no pretense.

The word "destroy" heard from the man's words seemed to contain endless anger and killing intent.

Troy frowned and said, "The reason."

The boy's eyes were alert: "You are also a vampire, Shilih, what is your reason for doing this?"

Destroying all vampires means disappearing along with Shirih himself.

The man smiled indifferently: "It's very simple."

He stared at the boy's pupils without any hypocrisy, and said lightly: "I hate them."

Hate.

Just for such a simple reason.

"I hate it so much that even if I die myself, I have to destroy them all. As a sincerity, I will temporarily provide you with a blood guard to deceive them whether they are cooperating to obtain blood or with the prince of a country. They will believe of."

"In the end, whatever they do, it's all up to you, Mr. Xiao."

If Shilih didn't lie to himself.

So the first three snooker games should have reached such a cooperation with him.

Sirih used the force of rebellion to make those who were full of resentment towards the king of the blood clan obey his orders, and elected the prince to be the next blood emperor of the blood clan. They are also eliminated together, and in a self-destructive way, this blood race no longer exists in the mainland.

The previous three generations of snooker all did this outside the country of Aurora. They were able to bring the army there. The king would have known it. Only Troy, only him, is like a fool who knows nothing about the world and lives in his own world. He only thought about how to kill Snoke, but he didn't know how much that boy had done for the country of Aurora.

It's no wonder that after Snoke came back, he executed a large number of noble merchants together with his father, and also tore up part of the agreement with the goblin dwarves.

At that time, Troy never knew that so many things had happened in the land where he had lived for so long.

"What's your answer? Dear Prince Troy?" Sirih squinted and smiled, quietly waiting for the boy's answer.

After a long time, the blond boy in front of him said, "You don't need to provide the blood guards." He took a deep breath, looked up at the man, "What do you need me to do?"

Hearing this sentence, the smile on the man's face became even bigger. He raised his hand, then leaned over, bowed, and said in a low voice, full of magnetism and joy, "Then please follow me, go to Kingdom of blood—let’s have a good time.”

Although he agreed, the young man still maintained his vigilance in his heart.

A vampire, Troy couldn't trust him completely.

The messenger elf waved its wings on the young man's shoulder, and disappeared into his ears in a blink of an eye. Shilih, who was saluting, didn't notice. He got up and approached the young man, "Then let's go now, dear little Mr. Troy."

"Now?" Troy raised his eyebrows, "If you let me go to the blood kingdom like this now, wouldn't it make me fall into a trap?"

"Don't worry," Shirih obviously expected this, "I will take care of you."

"Why do you want me to go?"

The man knew that the young man was still vigilant, so he explained patiently: "Mr. Xiao should know that bloodlines suppress bloodlines."

Troy did know that.

Vampires attach great importance to class blood, and are very strict about class division.

"My bloodline is lower than that of the blood emperor, so I can't attack them due to bloodline suppression, but you are a human being, without bloodline suppression, it's easy to attack, besides——" The man leaned into Troy's ear and smiled, Smelling the fragrance on his neck, he said in a hoarse voice: "You really smell good, not only me, but my father, the Blood Emperor, will also like your smell."

"..." Troy understood what he meant.

"You want me to be a bait to get close to the Blood Emperor and then take advantage of his unpreparedness to deal with it with a sword?" The young man raised his eyebrows, "It's a good idea, but it's not so easy."

Even for the prey, it is impossible for someone who wants to come to the level of the blood emperor to be completely unprepared.

As soon as he finished speaking, Troy knew that what he said was also within the scope of the vampire's thinking when he saw Sirih's smiling and clear eyes.

"Don't worry." The vampire smiled, he reached out to caress Troy's face, and was avoided by the teenager without any surprise.

Looking at the empty palm, he shrugged without getting angry, "I guarantee with my life that you will leave the bloody area safe and sound."

"..."

Troy is thinking about one thing now.

If it is said that he used himself as the bait to get close to the blood emperor, then the first three times, was it the same for snooker?

He suddenly felt a little curious, and really wanted to ask that young man, in the end—how did he do it?

Opening his eyes, the cold wind blowing from the balcony gently blew the hair of the red-haired boy leaning on the railing.

In the distance is a round of full moon, the moonlight is rippling, illuminating the silent and dark earth, giving it a little bit of cool light.

The young man's expression was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see his expression at the moment.

But being able to perceive from his figure——his mood at the moment should not be good.

Snoke looked at the side, his eyes were cold.

Only three words emerged in my mind - timed out.

time out.

At this time in the past, there would always be a vampire sneaking in here to cooperate with the boy.

But today—he didn't come.

A bad premonition rose in my heart, maybe something was about to happen.

Snoke doesn't think that guy Shilih will give up looking for him to seek cooperation unless——

The boy's eyes flickered slightly.

—He has another partner.

As if to confirm his conjecture.

In the distance, the young man's crimson pupils caught a small dot of golden light flying towards the palace.

And that little dot——is the messenger elf following Troy.