The protagonist wants to steal my script again

In the early morning, An Minghui sat at the dining table and flipped through the newspaper in front of him, casually tested the temperature of the untouched meal next to him, then turned his head in the direction of the bathroom and shouted helplessly: "Effiete, stop painting, Breakfast and coffee will be cold, and you'll miss your train."

Ever since Mr. Hunter developed the habit of maintaining his beauty, he has often experienced such a sense of helplessness as he does now—he always feels that the once noble son has completely begun to develop in the direction of a noble lady.

Hearing his urging, Effie finally came out of the bathroom after a while, still carefully spreading some kind of dark ointment on his face.

"..." Glancing at the face completely covered in black paste, An Minghui took a sip of coffee calmly to suppress his shock, "Actually, you really don't need to do this, you are still very young."

"Humans are easy to age." Wiping off the remaining paste on his fingers, Effiete sighed while pulling out the chair and sitting down, "Ann will not age, but how can I tolerate myself getting old beyond recognition Still standing by your side?"

"I think the natural state is already the embodiment of beauty. Even if you really have wrinkles, I won't dislike you because of it." He took another sip of coffee, turned a page of the newspaper, and pretended not to notice Effiete Expectant eyes, "Please don't test me, I said I won't let you become a blood race."

I don’t know how many times I have heard this kind of refusal, but every time I heard it, Effie felt very sad: “Is Ann so unwilling to be with me all the time? Do you want to do something after I die? what?"

"If such a day can really be ushered in," An Minghui put down his cup, raised his head and smiled at Effiete, and replied calmly and gently, "I will accompany you into a long sleep."

The knife and fork in Effiete's hand fell on the table, and the whole person froze for a few seconds before regaining his ability to move. Then he raised his head and looked at him without blinking: "You said before that you would not choose to commit suicide of."

"Really? I don't remember saying that. What I want to express is that I won't end my life for meaningless things." He had a slight smile on his face, and his black eyes were like the night sky The same profound and inclusive, "If doing this will make my reliable partner feel a little comfort, then this is a meaningful thing. So go wash your face, how can you eat well if you paint like this?"

Mr. Hunter got up and went into the bathroom without saying a word, and came back soon after. It could be seen that he washed in a hurry and didn't bother to dry it with a towel, and even his hair was wet with water.

Walking all the way to An Minghui's chair, Effie stretched out his arms and hugged Mr. Vampire who had been by his side for five years before he knew it, and said with a smile, "I'm so ashamed, what you said just now Suggestion, I am so happy and so excited, the thought of dying with Ann makes my blood boil with excitement."

However, before An Minghui could respond, he murmured to himself, "But let's forget it."

"How could my Ann die because of me? In contrast, I would rather welcome the arrival of death alone."

"Okay, it's too early to talk about this kind of topic." Raising his hand and patting Effiete's arm, An Ming reminded with a dark smile, "Let's eat, you have to catch the train in a while."

Thanks to the efforts of the Hunter Association in the past few years, the number of vampires has been controlled to a very small number. A small number of vampires have reached a peace agreement with humans on their own initiative, while more vampires still do not regard humans in their eyes. Like Norman.

In recent years, Effie has no longer participated in the task of crusade against ordinary low-level vampires, but has focused on fighting against the forces of pure-bloods, and has achieved gratifying results.This time, he was going to deal with the only remaining henchmen of Norman's line. Since An Minghui, as a blood clan transformed by Norman himself, could not resist the opponent's attack, he did not participate in this mission.

"You're really good at poking my sore spots. You know, this is the first time in five years that I'm working separately from you. I'm very sad." After kissing An Minghui's ear again, Effiete settled down Sit down in your seat and start eating.

"It can't be helped, I can only wish you a safe return soon." He said with a smile, "When you are away, those people in the association will probably come to find fault with me again, I am also very hard here of."

Today, most people in the Hunter Association have accepted his existence, but inevitably some people still think that since they are blood races, they should be killed or expelled, at least they should not live in human towns openly .

"Then you have to wait for me to come back and give you a head start."

The atmosphere between the two was quite warm and peaceful. An Minghui then watched Effiete get on the train, and the smile on his face remained until the train was completely far away before it gradually faded.

Turning around and returning home the same way, he walked unhappily, like taking a walk, thinking in his heart that he didn't know how much time he had left here, it should be fast.

Ai Luer wrote a letter before saying that she would come here to play during this period of time, and she didn't know what to entertain this little girl who came from afar.

When he returned home, he drank tea, read a book, and rested as usual, and went to the basement to dismantle the strange-looking human-shaped frame and throw it away.Effiete left some blood and froze it before leaving. In fact, it was completely unnecessary. Not eating for a few days was not a big deal for the blood race.

To An Minghui's surprise, he received an invitation from the Hunter Association just the next day.Although he said that to Effiete before, he didn't expect these people to be so impatient.

"Mr. Green, I think these things have been discussed many times. I have never hurt innocent human beings in the past five years, and I certainly won't in the future." He sat at the table with a cup of steaming black tea in front of him, and sat opposite Looking at a middle-aged man with a stern and mean face, it was not the first time he had seen that knife-like gaze.

"With all due respect, your relationship with our chief hunter is a bit too close."

The implication is that he still suspects that he has bad intentions and intends to use this low-handed trick to deal a blow to the Hunter Association from the inside.

"Effite is my partner. If I have any plans, these five years are enough to kill him countless times." An Minghui sighed helplessly, knowing that no matter what he said, it was impossible to turn these people around. I thought about the blood race in my heart, "There are also many other hunters in the association. If I have malicious intentions towards you, I don't have to use my ability many times to treat their fatal injuries."

After spending a lot of talking and wasting a whole morning, the teacup in front of him was drained, and he was finally able to get out.

When he stood up from the chair and felt a strong dizziness and a burning sensation from inside his body, he realized something almost immediately.

There are silver powder and other substances harmful to the vampires in the black tea, but I don't know how to prevent him from noticing it when he drinks it.

He heard a noise outside the window, the sound that only occurs when large groups of people gather to make noise.

Slumped back on the chair again, An Ming glanced at Mr. Green who had cold eyes and was not at all surprised. He sighed and pulled a wry smile: "It seems that my time is up again."

***

When he opened his eyes again, An Minghui found himself tied to the stake, his nose was filled with the pungent smell of gasoline. The wood and ropes could not do anything to him, but the silver powder he drank in his body still had an effect , and the afternoon sun made him feel a little uncomfortable, all of which made him completely useless.

Surrounding the burning frame was a crowd filled with righteous indignation. I don’t know who revealed his blood clan identity to these people. Now in the eyes of these people, he is no longer a hunter who has lived together in the town for five years, but an evil Insidious vampire.

He had already expected that he would leave sooner or later, so he didn't feel so shocked and angry. He just looked at some familiar faces in the crowd and felt a little disappointed inevitably.

Not everyone is so indiscriminate, it's just that those rational voices are too small, so small that they are completely suppressed by the crazy townspeople, and some people choose to stand on the sidelines.The hunters in the association, such as Gary and Ned, who had a good relationship with him, were nowhere to be seen, probably because they were restrained and failed to come. Only some hunters and soldiers who were disgusted with his existence were maintaining order.

In the crowd shouting excitedly to execute him, he actually saw the figure of Ai Luer, the little girl has appeared very beautiful now, wearing a brand-new pink dress mixed in the crowd, crying and begging people Let him go, but he was just pushed outside, and even accidentally fell to the ground, and the beautiful little skirt was wrinkled and stained with mud.

This is really not a good time to meet.

When people's emotions reached their highest point, the firewood and straw around him were finally ignited, and the tongues of flame rose up in an instant along the traces of gasoline, and waves of heat almost hit his face.

An Minghui smiled at Ai Luer, who was crying in despair. He spoke every word slowly, hoping that the other party could understand his words through mouth movements: "Thank you, you are here today! It's beautiful, goodbye."

The flames rose sharply, covering them between them.

He could no longer see Ai Luer's figure, replaced by the heat getting closer and the virtual text box suddenly appearing in front of him.

Message from the developer: My dear executor, are you afraid of pain?

An Ming replied with a dark smile: "In the past few times, most of the deaths were relatively happy, and the death of illness was much more comfortable than I imagined. I didn't have a full experience, but I was probably afraid."

Message from the developer: That's really great, it's egg time, please make a choice: block the pain, or a chance to ask me questions

The tongue of fire was about to lick the corner of his clothes, leaving him little time to think, but fortunately he did not hesitate: "I want to ask a question."

Developer's message: What a brave choice, but I still want to remind you that being burned to death by fire is a very painful way to die.

"You always seem to be trying to make me suffer, so isn't it a good thing for you that I choose to suffer?"

Message from the developer: Although I like smart people, being too smart is not necessarily a good thing.

An Minghui didn't reply, but closed his eyes quietly, waiting for the flames to swallow him up.

However, he waited for a long time, but he didn't feel a strong burning sensation, and even the heat that hit his face was faintly weakened a lot, and he unconsciously lost consciousness while waiting like this.

***

Ai Luer couldn't believe what she went through that day.

She happily got off the train and came to this bustling town where Mr. Vampire lived. However, what awaited her was not Mr. Vampire's friendly smiling face, but a cruel burning ceremony.

She watched Mr. Vampire being tied to the torture rack, and watched those people add firewood, hay, and gasoline, clamoring to kill the vicious vampire to comfort God.

"No, please, don't kill him. He is very kind and saved me before, unlike those evil vampires!" She begged desperately, trying to push through the crowd to rescue Mr. Vampire, but those people But he said that vampires deserve to die, and pushed her out again and again.

Over the years, she has occasionally written letters with Mr. Vampire, who would patiently chat with her, tell her many interesting things, teach her to live a positive and optimistic life, and believe that there are always many good things in this world.

To this day, Ai Luer firmly believes in those words, but what she saw today made her feel cold all over.It was Mr. Vampire who saved her life at the beginning, and the money left by Mr. Vampire allowed their family to cure her mother's illness, but why did such a good man end up like this?

She knelt on the ground, covered her face, and kept crying. The cheers and scolding of the people around her made her feel like a knife pierced her heart. After the flames soaring to the sky were extinguished, Mr. Vampire could no longer be seen in that place, only one man was left. ashes.

After everyone dispersed, she gathered the ashes together with several townspeople who also opposed Mr. Vampire's execution, and carefully buried them in the garden of Mr. Vampire's residence.

After that, Ai Luer waited in front of the mansion for five days, except for necessary physical activities such as eating and drinking, she sat quietly at the door and waited until the evening of the sixth day. Another gentleman she saw that night.

"Mr. Effitter," she stood up, patted the dust on her skirt in vain, and smiled bleakly at the dusty Mr. Hunter in front of her, with a trembling voice, "Mr. An, he... died , was killed by people in the town, I beg you, beg you to avenge him."

At this moment, she saw the gentle smile on the face of Mr. Hunter in front of her suddenly froze.

That night, Ai Luer witnessed with her own eyes the whole process of an elegant and charming gentleman being transformed into a demon in extreme pain.

She asked the names of those who tried to prevent the execution, and carefully wrote it down, and told Effie one by one, so that he could spare the lives of those people.

Although it was at night, Ai Luer still saw that Mr. Hunter was crying when he killed people, but the expression on his face was always numb. Ever since he dug up the soil in the backyard and saw the dust in the jar, It's like being sucked out of the soul.

It turns out that there is so much blood in the human body, but when Mr. Vampire died, he couldn't even leave a drop of blood in this world.

Ai Luer has been silently following behind Effiete, looking at the other party's cruel methods that can be described as torture, her body instinctively feels fear and fear, but she always forces herself not to close her eyes, not to turn her head away, and must take a good look These people get the ending.

In the end, Effie let go of those people that Eluer said, set fires all over the town, and then walked alone into the town filled with fire amidst Eluer's cries, and set himself up forever. stayed here.

She knelt alone outside the burning town, crying bitterly.