[Comprehensive British and American] vampires modern daily life

Eunice's fear of being betrayed by her loved ones originated 3000 years ago.

There was no light or sound in the coffin, and the passage of time could not be felt. There was only a female corpse lying inside, wearing a blood-stained linen Dorian Heaton, her eyes were wide open, her lips were slightly parted, and the corners of her lips were still A bloodstain that has solidified.

In such a dead space, a muffled cough suddenly sounded, and one hand was lifted up to support the coffin lid. A hole was shattered in the wooden coffin lid at that moment, and the heel of the palm Touched the copper coffin that had solidified and become cold.

The widened and already stiff eye sockets regained their agility, but the amber pupils had turned blood red.

The moment she woke up, her head was still in chaos, so she instinctively touched the place where she was imprisoned with both hands. The thick coffin was broken layer by layer under her hard knocking, but the copper coffin wrapped outside the coffin He blocked these shattered pieces of wood and smashed them down on her body.

She couldn't feel her breathing, she couldn't feel her heartbeat, and she didn't have time to remember who she really was, she just wanted to escape from here.

She propped up her upper body with her elbows, but just as her body moved an inch, she felt a sensation in her lower abdomen. She moved her gaze to her lower abdomen. Although it was dark all around, she could still see clearly. A sword pierced her abdomen and nailed her to the bottom of the coffin.

She was only stunned for a moment, and pulled out the sword with difficulty in the limited space. When she saw the blood that had solidified on the blade, she let out a howl, as rough as a wild beast, but with a bit of sternness .

She clenched her hands into fists as if going mad, and slammed the copper coffin that imprisoned her. This small space was filled with the sound of her beating the copper coffin with her hands. Towards the side of the copper coffin, there was only a muffled sound, as if a huge boulder had been thrown hard.

A small gap was knocked out of the copper coffin by her.

Looking at the gap, she immediately became excited. She pressed her hands on the edge of the gap, trying to tear the copper coffin into pieces, but moist soil had already poured in from the gap. She forcibly broke a crack in the copper coffin that had not solidified for a long time, and a steady stream of soil poured into the coffin from the crack, wrapping her lower body inside.

She simply burrowed into the soil and climbed up by stepping on the soil below, but the soil was not soft, she couldn't use her feet, and she couldn't find anything to get out with her hands, and her whole body was almost trapped. Trapped in deep soil layers.

Although she didn't need to breathe, a lot of dust and dirt had already penetrated into her nose and ears. She gritted her teeth and used her hands to dig the soil layer above her head. Then she suddenly saw that her almost pale hands suddenly turned into a wisp of black. The smoke seeped into the cracks in the soil.

She froze for a moment, but before she could panic, she saw the parts that had turned into smoke gradually spread towards her arms and shoulders. Almost instantly, her whole body had turned into a piece of black smoke, gathered together, and Scattered in the gaps everywhere, and she only felt that she had shrunk smaller than these soil particles, and drilled out of the gaps lightly and quickly, and then at the moment when all the smoke she had transformed into was drilled out of the ground, Restored itself again.

The ground was quiet, but it was raining on the ground.

Summers on the Morea Peninsula are mostly dry and hot, with little rain. This rare rain washed the arid land of the Laconia Plain, washing away the unique hot and dry air here.And she, who was lying on her back next to the grave, didn't know whether the heavy rain washed the mud marks on her body or beat her even more embarrassingly.

She lay in the heavy rain for a long time before she struggled to get up, her hair was drenched by the rain and hung messily behind her head, Heaton, whose original color could not be seen, was tightly attached to her body, and she To him, it was like a drowning person clinging to her as a life-saving straw.

However, she didn't pay attention to this, an unprecedented hot hunger choked her throat fiercely, covered her neck with one hand, opened her mouth, and let out a terrifying hissing sound.

She didn't know that her complexion was pale at this time, she didn't look like a living person, it seemed that the blood in her whole body had already poured into her eyes, and if there was more, it would drip out from her eye sockets.

Tortured by this hunger and thirst, she fell to the ground again. She buried her face in the grass where a puddle of rainwater had accumulated, but suddenly she smelled a very faint fragrance.

She raised her head abruptly, crawled forward following the scent, and then under the stone tablet not far away, there was a small coiled snake with a dead field mouse in its mouth, and opened its mouth wide to swallow. .

This fragrance made her forget the torment caused by hunger and thirst. She moved forward quickly with all her strength. Before the little snake could react, she had already pinned the snake's head. Between the teeth, he bit down hard. The snake blood is cold, not as delicious as the warm blood of warm-blooded animals. However, she was already extremely hungry at this time, and she didn't pick any food at all. Ashes suppressed his hunger and thirst, even if it was only a drop in the bucket.

She was so busy eating that she didn't notice the sound of heavy rain beating on the umbrella. When the smell more delicious than snake blood wafted into her nose, the person holding the umbrella was only a few hundred meters away from her. up.

She just froze for a moment, threw the dying snake aside, and ran towards that person. The person also noticed her, and when she rushed over, he had already drawn out his weapon and aimed the blade at her. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she directly held the blade with her hand. The sharp blade made a piercing sound like cutting a boulder on her palm, and the man was stunned when he saw the face under her messy hair. The weapon fell to the ground along with the umbrella.

And he was also thrown down by her forcefully. When she stabbed her teeth into his side neck, his body trembled slightly, his right hand trembling, slowly lifted up, and held her waist.

She, who was greedily sucking blood, suddenly thought of something when those big warm hands were holding her waist. She suddenly raised her upper body and stared at the person who was thrown under her.

This is a man in his prime, he is wearing armor, his black hair hangs messily around his cheeks, his mouth and chin are covered with green stubble, and his light blue eyes are fixed on him. Looking at her, probably because the wound on the side of his neck was really painful, his brows were slightly frowned, and with those clear sky-like eyes, it seemed as if he was about to cry in a second.

After drinking a little blood, she was a little sober and smelled a sweet and greasy aroma besides the smell of blood.

That's...wine.

She could still smell the sunshine on the coast of Corinth Bay in summer from this wine.

She stared fixedly at the man.

She remembered that she had seen this pair of eyes before she died, hidden behind the firelight, and the raging firelight could not break through the thick shadow hidden in these eyes.

At this time, the man smelled of alcohol, and his eyes were full of emotions she had never seen before. The hand holding her waist gradually moved up, pressing on her shoulder blades, trying to pull her back to him embrace.

"Eunice..." He seemed to be calling a name with a sigh.

eunice...

Who is Eunice... Is it me...

"Suck my blood," the man said. "Kill me."

She narrowed her eyes and looked at him. After a while, she broke away from the man's embrace, slowly stood up from him, and staggered back. Her speed should be very fast, and she will be stronger after sucking blood Yes, but the back looks more tired than before.

She walked a few steps, and saw the stone tablet where the little snake was entrenched before, and only then did she see the words on the stone tablet.

"Princess of Sparta from the Gulf of Corinth.

Eunice.

Eternal life rests forever on the great plains of Laconia. "

She sneered.

Unexpectedly, the city of Sparta, which doesn't even have a decent city wall, actually erected a monument for her.

"Here is the plain of Laconia. Behind you is the Tigytes mountain range. You are covered with reeds on the banks of the Eurotas River. You are in Sparta, and you will always be in Sparta."

That's what the man told her before she died.

She turned her head and looked at the man struggling to stand up with his weapon through the curtain of rain.

Her eyes shortened the distance of hundreds of meters to just a few feet away, and she could see him staring at her very clearly. I wonder if it was because of too much alcohol that he could not perfectly maintain the silence and seriousness of the Prince of Sparta. His image is sad, his eyes are sad, even wearing the armor of a Spartan warrior, he looks like a beggar who has been wandering for many years.

"Unfortunately, I can't make your wish come true. I will never set foot in Sparta again."