The Vampire Parenting Diaries

In fact, Elphins hates the smell of werewolves so much.Not without reason.

Some animals have been known to use their scents to mark territories and determine possessions.Werewolves, as an incompletely evolved race in the eyes of the vampires, will also have this kind of behavior.The vampire's sense of territory is also extremely strong, and the act of the werewolf leaving a scent on Uriah's body is tantamount to challenging Elphon's authority.

Even though the other party might not actually have that intention, his instinct still made him feel repulsed.

The helpless thing is that Uriah seems to cherish this gift.

Even if Elphons couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't just dispose of it casually.

He wiped the packaged candies one by one and put them back into Uriah's pocket, out of sight and out of mind, and quietly waited for the child to come out of the bath.

It didn't take very long for Uriah to take a bath. When he came out of the bathroom with a damp and warm steam, Elphons was already sitting on a chair and reading a book. Hearing the movement, he put Putting down the book, he raised his head and said to Yuria who was wiping his hair with a towel, "Come here, Yuria, I will help you."

"it is good."

Ulea came over obediently, moved a stool to sit in front of him, and raised her head obediently: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Elphons picked up the hair dryer, turned on the medium gear, and began to dry Uriah's hair without any haste—this skill was a skill he had just mastered not long ago, and it didn't take long, and it was learned specifically for Uriah .In the past, because he didn't like these human tools messing around on his head, most of his hair was naturally air-dried. Fortunately, the blood race didn't suffer from illness due to prolonged cold on the head.But human beings are different. Human bodies are more fragile, especially for children like Uriah. If they don't dry their hair as soon as possible, it is easy to cause a series of diseases. This is something he does not allow to happen.So he taught himself the skill to make sure Uriah didn't get sick from it.

The child's hair is very soft and feels good to the touch, which is one of the reasons why he is willing to blow-dry his hair.Ulea's hair is of very good quality, soft but not lint-free, and will not break easily. The color is pure golden, which is very eye-catching under the light.Blow dry in no time.

Uriah didn't say anything more about the classmate during dinner, but Elphonse didn't lose interest in it.Few things make him curious, but this little werewolf does.He thought about the source of the werewolf, but due to the lack of the most important information, he couldn't be sure.Therefore, he intends to go in person.

Find out what this daring werewolf is up to in this city.

Elphons didn't like procrastination, so he set his goal and set off for the school the next day. He sent Uriah there first, and then went around and went back to the school gate, quietly hiding aside and waiting.

When I sent Yulea to the class, the werewolf's breath was still very weak, it should have been left the day before, which meant that the werewolf hadn't arrived at school yet.

Being late is not a good habit.

Elphinsi sat in the car, watching the pedestrians outside through the thick car windows. Groups of children and their parents passed by him, but they were not the ones he was looking for.

After a long time, when the school gate was about to close, a pair of people who looked like father and son approached from a distance, and at the same time, a familiar smell wafted to the tip of Elphin's nose.

He immediately recognized that this should be the little werewolf from yesterday.

As for the man with the same parent, it should be the adult werewolf.

Witnessing the two werewolves moving towards the school gate at a speed unmatched by ordinary people, Elphons first chose not to move, and waited for the little werewolf to wave goodbye to the adult werewolf before entering the school, and then drove forward, stopping the werewolf along the route of the werewolf's action In front of him, stop the opponent's footsteps who are about to leave.

A car suddenly stopped in front of him. Instead of being surprised, the werewolf stopped as if he had expected it a long time ago. Before Elphons could speak, he bent down and knocked on the car window: "Hi ?”

Elphons rolled down the car window, his brows were frowned by the smell of the werewolf oncoming, and he raised the window up again bluntly. He moved so fast that the werewolf who was about to look inside almost couldn't shrink back. Go back, but even though he started to back away the moment he sensed Elphin's intention, a strand of hair was caught, and he cried out immediately in pain: "Ouch!"

Elphons lowered the car window expressionlessly, and the werewolf watched his strands of hair float up and down as the car window fell, hovering in mid-air for a long time, and finally fell to the ground.

"No way, my friend," the werewolf covered his forehead with a grim expression, "I just came to say hello."

He lowered his head to let Elffins see the "tragedy" on his forehead: "You can't make trouble with my hair, can you?"

Elphons didn't pay attention to his hair, and he was not obliged to answer his question, but asked instead: "Werewolves?"

The werewolf covered his head and smiled heartily: "Hey, you're pretty smart, you can tell at a glance?"

Perhaps because of their racial characteristics, werewolves usually have bronze-colored skin and rough facial features, which is the opposite of the elegance and beauty of blood races. They have always been representatives of boldness and unruliness.Human beings will be moved by their enthusiasm and cheerfulness, but the blood race never pays attention to their existence. If their eyes fall on their faces, the good mood of the day will be ruined.

That's how Elphin felt right now.

The happy mood when he sent the child to school just now no longer exists. He looked at the face of the werewolf that disgusted the vampire, and asked, "Which ethnic group do you belong to?"

As far as he knows, werewolves were divided into several different groups at least a hundred years ago, and those who made mistakes were controlled by the elder-level werewolves of their respective groups. This kind of werewolves who settled in the place where the blood clan lived stately obviously violated their internal regulations. Reported, should be punished.

He still has no intention of starting a war between the two races so far, so leaving this werewolf to their own disposal is the best outcome.As for their internal punishment method, it has nothing to do with him.

He had a good idea, but he didn't expect that the werewolf still had that stupid smile on his face when he heard this question, and even put his hand on his car in an insatiable way, and his neatly arranged teeth dangled in front of his eyes , saying, "Clan? I don't have a clan."

Elphons finally looked at the werewolf this time, and repeated his words: "There is no ethnic group?"

The werewolf shrugged: "Yes, no, we are generally called wandering werewolves, you should have heard of it."

A wandering werewolf?

Elphin frowned.The title brought back some not-so-pleasant memories.

But the werewolf opened his mouth again at this time, and asked without fear: "You must be a vampire, right? I think you look familiar, and I usually remember such an annoying face very clearly, so have we met before?" ?”

Elphin's tone was blunt: "I don't think so."

"Don't be so absolute," the werewolf still smiled good-naturedly, patted his chest, and stretched out his hand, "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Chris, Chris Jones, how about you?"

His expressions and movements are a bit exaggerated, and he can't help gesticulating when he speaks. Elphons judges that he may have come from America, and for some special reason, he has settled in the territory of the blood race.

However, no matter how special the reason was, it had nothing to do with him.

Elphons didn't tell him his name: "I don't think there's any need to exchange names between us."

Chris withdrew his hand regretfully: "You are the first vampire who didn't come up to bite me right away. I thought you should be a special vampire. We can be friends, so it turns out that you are just being passionate?"

Elphons replied bluntly, "Yes."

Chris covered his chest, pretending to be sad: "You hurt me."

There was a burst of wind in his ears, and his performance was not over yet.The neck was grabbed by a hand and the head was forcibly pulled in.

The werewolf's tall body was obviously not enough in front of the ancestor of the blood race, and Chris didn't think of struggling at all. In less than a second, half of the upper body was dragged into the car by Elphons, and the back of his head was against the roof. The forehead hurt again.He was bumped into a big bag, and he let out another scream in pain.

Elphons leaned against the car door and said disgustedly, "Shut up."

Chris raised his hands——Given his restrained posture, this movement took a lot of effort, but it was nothing compared to the lifeblood pinched in the palm of the vampire. He is not a vampire, he was wrung out The neck is still alive and kicking, and the werewolf has only one life—tighten the corners of his mouth, and use his eyes to signal that he will not make any more sound.

Only then did Elphons relax his hand, but only a little bit, only allowing the werewolf to breathe again: "I can kill you at any time."

Chris was so suppressed that his face was almost purple, and he said that he was not afraid of death: "But you can't kill me."

Elphons raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he heard something extremely ridiculous.

Chris opened his bloodshot eyes wide, "I was a little far away just now, and the smell of blood on your body was too strong, so I didn't see it clearly. Only when I got closer did I recognize it—"

"——Elfens," Chris closed his eyes and smiled, "Long time no see."

Elphons wondered: "Have you seen me?"

Chris said with difficulty: "I saved you, and I always remember your annoying face, Your Royal Highness, don't you remember?"

Elphonse squinted at him for a closer look, noticing the scar at the base of his left eyebrow before recognizing it.

There is indeed such a thing. About 200 years ago, he strayed into the territory of werewolves and was besieged by a group of werewolves. During this period, he was accidentally bitten by a werewolf. The residual werewolf venom also made him miserable. At that time, he caught a werewolf passing by and asked him to heal his wound with the werewolf antidote he had stolen.

Most blood races are cunning and treacherous, and are good at crossing rivers and demolishing bridges. They will kill each other after their goals are achieved, but Elphons did not do this. Of course, he did not deliberately let the werewolf leave, but the werewolf sneaked away while he was not paying attention. It's not just chasing.Barely considered a way out.

It's just that he didn't expect that this werewolf was so hard-working and could still live to this day.

Elphons recalled the appearance of the werewolf at that time, compared with the one in front of him, it was as unappetizing as ever.

After a long silence, Chris knew that he had recalled, "Remember now?"

"remember."

Elphons didn't deny it.This made the smile on Chris's face gradually widen: "Then can you let me go now?"

What he didn't expect was that instead of loosening the hand on his neck, it gradually tightened.Chris realized something was wrong, and quickly reached out to break it apart, but he was still doing futile work.

The sharp nails of the blood clan logo were already exposed, and they were just about to sink into the werewolf's neck.

Elphons' eyes were cold, and he didn't show the gratitude that the werewolf imagined to the savior, "So what if I remember?"

"Fuck!" The werewolf cursed angrily.

"Just because you saved me doesn't mean I can't kill you."

Chris' eyes widened uncontrollably: "..."