[Comprehensive English and American] Teachers are not human beings

"Lord Hughes... please spare my life!" Strider knew in his heart that the man in front of him was not a kind guy, and the number of dead souls in his hands was much more terrifying than him.Hughes appeared here now, not for justice for the dead humans in the town of Micheldon, but for the purpose of capturing Stride, the guy who dared to escape from him.

If the pleading of abandoning all self-esteem can be exchanged for life, then it is worth it.

However, it is clear that some mysterious figure in this small town made Hughes change his mind, and he would never take Strider out of the town alive.

"Don't worry, you will be alive until the mysterious gentleman is satisfied. And those Winchesters, as the price for my toys, I will deal with them for you, won't you?" Are you happy, Avery?" The softer Hughes' words were, the more sinister his smile appeared, his purpose seemed to be to please Sariel, whom he didn't even know the name of, but it was not right for Hughes. What good?

"Lord Hughes..." At this moment, Stryde was almost limp on the ground, as broken as rags that could be seen everywhere.

"You should have known that there would be such a result, why did you run away from me, Avery?" Hughes still remembered the first time he saw the cub in front of him, with that pretty face, pitiful Xixi begged herself to transform him.Such a tiny...so weak human being...why did he sneak away before the transformation was completed?

"Hehe." Hearing such a question, Stryde, who had already given up all his self-esteem, laughed out loud, and boldly looked up at the blood count named Hughes as if he had given up on himself, "Because your initial plan was to It's not about transforming a cub, but adopting a fresh forbidden twin (same pronunciation), isn't it? Human beings all yearn for freedom. From my point of view after knowing this news, this kind of "salary treatment" is far worse than imagined If there are too many, it's better to be an elementary school teacher... oh!"

Before Stryde finished speaking, the spiked leather boots hit his face. The huge pain and the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss finally made Stryde even lose the strength to give up on himself up.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, I seem to have disturbed the chat between the two of you."

In the warehouse where there were supposed to be no humans, a strange voice suddenly sounded, making Hughes and Stride unable to help looking at the door of the warehouse, and at the "person" who suddenly appeared there.Then they saw a familiar gentle smiling face.

"Carol... Teacher..."

Even though the overlapping images in front of his eyes prevented Strayer from seeing the other party's smile clearly, the feeling was the same as when he saw Sally for the first time, the feeling that one couldn't help but be attracted!

Stride's blood-stained palm slowly stretched out towards Sariel, and he moved his body bit by bit, exhausting all his strength, just wanting to get closer to Sariel.At this moment, Strayer will naturally not be as crazy as before, eager to suck up Sariel's blood.At this moment, Stryde just wanted to hug another, stronger thigh.

But just as Stryde's body was about to move, he was trampled under his feet by a blood race. The thorny soles of his boots kept crushing him, as if he wanted to crush his last mobility and clear consciousness.

"Unknown lord, I'm really sorry, because of my negligence, I let such things dirty your eyes."

"It's really disappointing." Sariel closed his eyes while wiping his glasses, speaking in a tone of extreme disappointment.After putting on the glasses again, Sariel continued: "After seeing the so-called low-level vampires, I became very curious about the so-called nobles. I really want to see what the real blood nobles look like. Unfortunately... ...It's very disappointing...Whether it's low or high, they are like beasts. I don't know if those guys who are higher than you are like you, full of dark and bloody smell?"

Yes, curious.

When Sariye was called the Angel of the Moon, he often disguised himself to heal humans in the Holy Light Realm.Such actions are not out of kindness, but out of curiosity about human beings.

After arriving on Earth, I chose history because of my curiosity about the new world.

He will be interested in Sam not only because of the child's poor background and intelligence, but also because of his curiosity about the devil's blood on him.

The rest of the Winchester family was interested because of the faint breath of angels in them.

They came to the warehouse at this time, not only because the other party wanted to attack the Winchester family, but most of all because of curiosity...

When he was still in hell in the Holy Light Realm, a certain demon king who looked down on Sariel once said to him——

"Sariel, you have been abandoned by those guys above. Do you know why? Because you are born to belong to the dark, Sariel. Just like your damn curiosity, maybe one day you will be out of love for human beings." Curiosity, cut them open and study them carefully! After all, what is the difference between so-called curiosity and desire? You, who have inexhaustible desire in your heart, are destined to be black!"

Sariel is not only curious, but also has an inexhaustible competitive spirit.So Sariye will not let the damn devil's prophecy come true, so Sariye has never cut a human being, so Sariye stood in the angel's camp in the final battle.

Is it really?

I don't know if it's because of the erosion of hell, sometimes Sariel really can't remember the moment when he walked to the angel camp, is it because of the light in his heart, or because of the desire in his heart?

From the point of view of the blood clan named Hughes, for some unknown reason, some black substances suddenly appeared around the unknown adult in front of him, like smoke and mist, but disappeared without a trace after a while.

"I'm sorry." Waking up from a momentary daze, Sariel pushed his glasses, then looked at Hughes and said, "This Mr. Avery Strider is the serial murderer in the town of Mishelton." Can the murderer of the case be handed over to the police?" Concentrating all his breath, Sariel stood there, no different from an ordinary elementary school teacher, yet so unpredictable...

"My lord, if this is what you wish, I will leave this garbage to you." Hughes moved his foot, and kicked Stride, who was lying on the ground, in front of Sariel, "But If you hand it over to the police, I’m afraid it’s useless, how about handing it over to those great demon hunting volunteers? The Winchester family has been watching him for a long time.” In front of Sariel, Hughes didn’t say any more About to kill the Winchesters.

"So what about you?" Sariel just stood there, the smile on his face had disappeared, and that expressionless face made Sariel's eyes look sharper at Hughes, like thorns, "Short In time, I don't want others to know my existence."

"I won't say it." Although that kind of momentum made Hughes feel very heavy, he was not a cub like Stryde after all, and he would not be defeated by a look.

"What's the point of letting you continue to live? Adding new cubs? Or adding new forbidden twins (homonym)?" Saying that, Sariel had already begun to slowly take off his glasses.

"I... I... I have a lot of collectibles, hehe... many of them are peerless treasures! There are also many... many things that I can't figure out. If these things are in the hands of adults, they will definitely... er ……grown ups……"

After taking off the glasses, those black eyes looked ordinary.But when the "person" glanced at it, what he could feel was the coldness, and the almost piercing cold made Hughes want to move his body, but he couldn't move at all, as if his body was too cold. Like being frozen.Gradually, except for the body, Hughes' sense of hearing, smell, taste, vision...everything seemed to be frozen.

I can't feel anything, only my thoughts are active and fearful...

Then, at the end, even the filthy soul belonging to the violent blood clan was silently frozen...

Looking at the blood earl who was no different from the sculpture in front of him, Sariel put on his glasses while stretching out his right index finger. The index finger with a trace of red and black flame was just a little between the eyebrows of Hughes, which belonged to the tough body of the blood race. , turned into black ashes in that instant!

"It seems that it's really a good idea to set up an enchantment before doing it, so that the use of power can make people feel refreshed!" Sariel rubbed the position between his eyes, and continued to talk to himself, "Humans have said , more eye activities can prevent myopia."

Then, Sariel moved his fingers slightly, and a certain transparent barrier that had previously covered the entire warehouse turned into a mini magic circle in his hands.

"As for you." Sariel took a few steps and walked up to Strayer, "I know you are still conscious. After all, my power control is still good, and I never accidentally hurt you. You just wait here obediently." Come, those so-called demon hunters." After speaking, Sariel threw the mini magic circle on Stride, and turned to leave.

"what?"

The moment Sariel turned around, he suddenly saw something shining in the pile of ashes belonging to Hughes!Even the clothes he was wearing had been reduced to ashes, so what could be left behind in the flames of hell?

Sariel walked over, bent down and picked up the things hidden in the ashes, put them in his hands and looked at them carefully.

It was just an old-looking metal pocket watch, an ordinary style, except for the strange circular patterns on the surface, there was no abnormality, even the hour and minute hands were moving precisely.And Sariel could feel that he couldn't feel any known power on this pocket watch, no matter whether it was light or dark, there was no power at all...

Could it be a material issue?

For this "surviving" pocket watch, Sariel was full of doubts but couldn't find the answer. In the end, he could only think that it was one of the collections that Hughes said.Curious about the pocket watch, Sariel put the pocket watch in his pocket as a matter of course, then turned and left the warehouse.

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