Forced to lie down after wearing cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Chu was startled for a moment and then recovered. He looked at Lavelle, he had a lot of questions to ask, he hesitated for a moment, thinking that he still had something to do, so he didn't speak any more.

Lavelle said: "Karin is outside, I can find him if I need anything."

After the people left, Wen Chu got out of bed, stood in front of the high bookshelf, and glanced at the rows of hardcover books, all kinds of contents.

Wen Chu walked towards the door, and Kalin was really standing outside, and walked over immediately after seeing Wen Chu: "Is there anything I need?"

Karin's attitude towards him was not the same as that of other blood races. When he first came to him, his tone of voice remained unchanged, and his expression remained unchanged, like a robot with no emotions.

His face looks about 30 years old, his figure is tall, and he looks very powerful. Wen Chu thinks that he is more like a person in a high position than Wei Siqi.

"Can I go find a friend?" Wen Chu asked.It was agreed at that time that he would go to deliver some food to Qi Shi every day, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen afterwards. He lay in bed for a few days, not knowing what Qi Shi would be worried about.

"Master Lavelle told you to rest up and try not to walk around in the near future." Karin said, "If necessary, I can help you convey information or send things there."

Wen Chu breathed a sigh of relief: "His number is 1044, can you tell him that I have something to do recently and I can't find him."

"Okay," Carlin said, "I'll deliver it now."

"Excuse me." Wen Chu smiled.

Wen Chu looked at Karin's back, and was about to go back to the room to sleep when he heard a strange voice.

"Mr. Lin, please wait a moment.

Mr. Lin?

Karin had already walked away, Wen Chu was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was calling him.Normally, only Qi Shi would call him Lin Yu, but now that Mr. Lin came suddenly, he instantly felt that his composure had improved a lot.

But how does this person know his name?

Wen Chu turned around, and saw a blood race he had never seen before, with red pupils, wearing a white shirt, a black vest, and a coat on his arm, walking towards him calmly and gracefully.

He stopped two steps away from Wen Chu: "Is Lord Lavelle here?"

"Ah," Wen Chu pointed casually, "he just had something to do and left, I don't know when he will come back."

"That's really unfortunate."

Under normal circumstances, this person should have left after hearing what he said just now. Wen Chu waited for another two seconds, and seeing that this person had no intention of moving, he said very politely: "What do you want from him? Don't mind If you want to, you can tell me, and I will convey it to you when he comes back."

"No need, I'll wait here." The man smiled, "My name is Fred, and I'm the Marquis."

Fred already knew his name, so Wenchu ​​didn't introduce himself, just said "um".

Fred pointed his finger at the door with his coat hooked: "Do you mind if I go in and sit down?"

mind.

Wen Chu raised his vigilance for a moment, he was a little worried about whether there was something confidential in Lavelle's room, but the next second he felt that if there was really something confidential, he would not be allowed to live here, so he hesitated for a while, Still put people in.

There is a small round table and two chairs at the end of the bed in the room, and there is a beautiful small clay pot on the round table.

Wen Chu walked over and weighed it. The tea was still hot, so he poured two cups and sat down on the chair next to the bed.

Fred was looking at the bookshelf next to him. He came over after catching a glimpse of Wen Chu's movements from the corner of his eye. He put his coat on the chair and sat opposite Wen Chu.

"How did you know my name?" Wen Chu took a sip of tea and asked straight to the point.

"I sent someone to check." Fred said, "You can't call your number when you meet, it's somewhat disrespectful."

Wen Chu made a move.

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of the teacup: "Firth Hongye, it seems that Master Lavelle is really good to you."

Wenchu ​​couldn't taste anything, but the last half of the man's sentence made him feel a little flustered. He felt that besides adding trouble to Lavelle, he didn't know him for a long time. I feel a little awkward.

Fred put down his teacup, and said calmly, "Master Lavelle also liked to adopt humans when he was a child. I didn't expect that after such a long time, this habit still hasn't changed."

Wen Chu was stunned for a moment: "Has he done this kind of thing before?"

"That's right," Fred said. "The human beings were given a place to live, as well as clothes and food, but for some unknown reason, he stopped doing such things."

Hearing this, Wen Chu was relieved. A large part of Lavelle's doing this was because he still had half of human blood in his body. Otherwise, this unreasonable specialness would always make him feel uneasy.

Tangyuan breathed a sigh of relief, the lifespan of the blood race is too long, and it is a bit of a fight with the immortals. If Lavelle likes Wenchu ​​again, the task of staying here for the rest of his life will be to go through the years of the monkey.

Wen Chu lowered his head and took another sip of his tea. He didn't understand why Fred told him this. Did he doubt Lavelle's identity like everyone else?

Fred seemed to be able to guess what he was thinking, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not doubting Lord Lavelle's identity. His strength is impossible to achieve without pure blood." He paused Dun added, "Not all blood races hate humans and treat them as domestic animals. Some blood races want to live in peace with humans."

"Yeah!"

As soon as Fred finished speaking, a figure suddenly fell outside the window. Wisch had a rope tied to one foot, and was floating upside down outside the window.

Wen Chu was taken aback by this action, and some of the tea in the cup spilled out and got on the back of his hand.He put down the glass, pulled out a tissue and wiped his hands.

While he was doing this, Vesch opened the window, flew in from the outside, swiftly waved his hand to cut off the rope, and stood firmly in the room.

Fred didn't seem to have expected this situation either, he paused for a moment before saying, "...Master Wisch."

"Yeah, Fred's here too." Wisch put his fingers on his lips, his expression a bit tangled for some reason.

Wen Chu stood up and closed the window: "Won't you go through the main entrance?"

"No!" Vesch said, "I can't let Ravel see me coming here."

Wen Chu glanced at him and said nothing.

"Master Wisch," Fred said, "when did you come out?"

Wei Siqi waved his hand impatiently, and rolled his eyes: "Don't be an adult all day, isn't it troublesome?"

He jumped down and lay on Wen Chu's bed, spread his hands, and said weakly: "I just came out a few days ago."

"What came out?" Wen Chu asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's just being locked up in a small dark room," Wisch sighed. "You can't suck or drink blood, and you can only eat human food every day. You've been locked up for decades."

The amount of information was a bit large, and Wen Chu didn't realize it for a while. He didn't pay attention to what Wei Siqi said just now, and he didn't take it too seriously. Now that he thinks about it, the time accurate to the second should be true.

After a while, Wen Chu asked, "Who locked you up?"

"Myself." Wisch's tone was extraordinarily calm.

Wen Chu: "..."

He was a little confused.

The vampires are extremely eager for things like blood, and whether or not to suck blood can be decided not only by will, but more like an instinct that cannot be controlled by oneself.Although Wen Chu didn't know about the blood clan who hadn't drank blood for decades, and wasn't sure if he could survive, he wouldn't be alive and kicking like Wei Siqi.

Wen Chu: "Then you... haven't drank blood for decades, why do you still feel good?"

"Where is it good?" Wei Siqi stretched out a small short hand weakly, and his voice suddenly became angry, "I don't have any strength right now, I'm about to die already."

"..." Wen Chu pointed at the door, "Then you go out, don't die here."

Wisch, who was still "extremely weak" just now, suddenly jumped off the bed, made a trumpet shape with his hands, and shouted: "Hey——Strigoi outside, open the door! Open the windows too!"

There was indeed a vampire guarding the door. As soon as Wisch finished yelling, the door of the room and the corresponding windows in front of the door were opened.

Vesch walked up to Fred, grabbed his wrist, and shook it.

Under Wen Chu's incomprehensible gaze, Fred was thrown casually like a ball, precisely passed the open door and open window, and fell outside.

Wen Chu could even feel the wind around him, and he suddenly fell silent. Sure enough, he really couldn't understand the behavior of the blood race.

Wisch stood on tiptoe and looked at it, then patted his chest: "Fortunately, I am good at accurate angles. If a door or window is smashed, Lavelle will definitely find me."

Wen Chu didn't say a word, thinking that a person who behaved so well just now was thrown out in such a shameless way, he didn't know what to say at all.

Vesch sat on the chair that Fred sat on just now. Because he was short, his short legs couldn't touch the ground. He clapped his hands and exhaled: "Finally out."

"Why did you let him out?" Wen Chu asked.

"Because he took my place."

Wen Chu sighed: "Are you a duke or a monarch?"

Wisch also sighed: "Duke, I can't take the position of the monarch."

Wen Chu looked at him.

Wisch giggled: "Do you have many questions, why can I survive without drinking blood for 800 years and decades without drinking blood? Why did I lock myself up? Why did Lavelle stop adopting me all these years?" Humanity……"

Wen Chu interrupted him: "Did you hear our conversation just now?"

"All..." Wisch stretched out his hand and drew a big circle, "I heard everything."

Wen Chu didn't speak.

"The vampires generally believe that vampires and humans are two completely different kinds of creatures. Since they are different, it is impossible for vampires and humans to have offspring. They doubt Lavel's blood because they think he drank the blood of a vampire, Transforming from a human to a blood race, I never thought he would be a hybrid."

"Lavelle is a hybrid, and the only one since Kindred," Vesch said.

Wen Chu thought for a while and said, "That's why he dared to adopt humans openly. The blood race thinks that he is good to humans because he was also a human not long ago, but his strength can prove these people's ideas are wrong."

Vesch clapped his hands violently: "That's right!"

"And then?" Wen Chu asked, "Where did the people he helped before go?"

"They're all dead," Vesch said.

really……

Wisch suddenly leaned over the table and leaned over. The clay pot was overturned, and the tea with strong fragrance flowed from the corner of the table to the ground.

"So Kevin and I were taken aback when we saw you."

"You're a bit special," Vesch's green eyes fixed on him, "and weird."

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