[Twilight] Believer

There are shadows running fast in the dark green forest. In the air before dawn, there is clear dew mixed with the fragrance of ferns. It smells clear and sweet. The voice of the night walker is particularly deliberate in this quiet space. The flowing will-o'-the-wisp is the dress on her body.

Edward carefully discerned the scent that belonged to Florence. This vampire whose face was fixed in her girlhood, always innocent and clean deep in her eyes, whether there is the secret about killing that the two huntresses said.After that conflict with Max and Catherine, Florence never showed any traces in front of him again, any behavior that was different from what she showed in front of him and his family.

There were more footsteps at the end of the forest. Edward clearly remembered that they collectively foraged for food a day ago, could it be...

A guess emerged in his mind, and before he could confirm it, he heard a panic... The sound of running away?He quickly ran towards it without thinking much, dexterously crossing over all obstacles without making a sound, Edward leaped over one tree after another like a Tarzan of the apes, and finally stopped at the Beside the old silver fir.With the vampire's excellent eyesight, he saw Florence's flirtatious figure effortlessly.

An elegant and deadly female beast, flashing her red to purple eyes, in the forest where the early morning sun slowly seeps in, she pounces on the prey she has under control...

Edward could clearly "hear" her true thoughts at the moment. The visual impact of the moss after being exposed to the sun was his current thoughts. All kinds of impactful information rushed into his brain, and her eyes finally Looking up, the crimson pupils faded to a gentle brownish yellow.

His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin lips were pursed into a thoughtful arc.

And Florence just laughed, while Edward listened to all the thoughts while she was not prepared, she also "heard" the entanglement and disbelief in Edward's heart.Her lips, which hadn't wiped off the bloodstains, still exuded fresh sweetness, coupled with her smile, if it were any other vampires who lacked energy, they would have been eager to get a share of the action.

If he is hungry now, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not stay awake in this situation.

Even if this place is thousands of miles away from Fox Town, even if his original intention is to follow and find Florence's flaws, what is reason in the face of hunger?

There was no time when he could clearly understand what the hunter said that day, that the survival of vampires was inevitable at the cost of human death.

After Florence "heard" what Edward was saying in her heart, the smile on the corner of her lips became more ironic. The sun finally penetrated the thick clouds and fog and fell into this seemingly abandoned forest. The gaps in the vines cast mottled shadows on her white and tender face.

She said: "When I was young, I also had this realization, but then I realized that vampires are just another creature to humans, and this creature just happens to eat them."

As Edward panicked, Florence turned around and left.

Avoiding Edward's tracking is easy, and both of them can clearly hear each other's thoughts, but what makes Florence better than Edward is that she knows how to use her own thoughts to mislead the other party.The wind in his ears gradually weakened, and Edward began to lose in this tug-of-war between chasing and counter-chasing. For the first time, he realized that there was a loophole in his talent, and this damn loophole actually had someone who knew how to deal with it. use.

Unprecedented setbacks were like a sharp sword, humiliating the skills he was proud of and hurting the trust he had put in.All along, he can basically be regarded as half of the decision-maker of the Karen family. This time, he agreed to Florence to join their family because of his mistakes.

But it has to be admitted that Florence deceived all of them brilliantly. Even Carlisle, the oldest of his father, didn't realize that she was one of the elders of the blood clan.

Edward didn't understand that a vampire with thousands of years of life full of blood on their hands would be willing to pretend to be a newborn vampire and live with vegetarians like them who were scoffed at by the same kind. What is the purpose?

He ran back and forth among the maze-like trees, thinking about the problem, and finally stopped.Edward returned to the scene where Florence hunted for prey just now. There were several dead bodies of climbers lying on the ground. He suppressed the discomfort and squatted down to check.According to what he has come into contact with or experienced personally, the scene after "satisfied with wine and food" either rushes to the scene with only two bloody holes, or is a murder scene full of blood and blood.

but……

It should never be the scene in front of us - after the two sides fought evenly, they were completely subdued by Florence, and the two climbers still escaped from a distance of nearly 1 kilometer!The only theory was that Florence was injured, but this inference was quickly denied by Edward. Vampires cannot be injured. So what would cause Florence's combat effectiveness to decline?

Max gently put down the crutch in his hand, and walked slowly to the deepest part of the woods. Behind him was the hot sun laying on the path of the woods. The further he went, the thinner the sun was. She is sure that she will not drop the weapon of self-protection - after being injured by Jacob, Max and the alloy crutch depend on each other for life.

Maria was not far behind her, following closely with the quietest pace.

Edward may be the most powerful vampire they have encountered in recent years. In terms of acting alone, he has speed and agility that are difficult for them to match. The four of them followed him to Arlington with a high degree of concentration. .Sure enough, as they expected, Edward suspected Florence and followed her secretly, which was exactly what they wanted.

After receiving the signal from Morrie, Max turned around, and Florence, who was wearing a dazzling red dress, smiled and said to her: "Meet you again, dear hunter girl." The tone was as intimate as an old friend reuniting, Max also smiled politely: "Yes, long time no see."

Florence's girly smile hadn't been kept for long, and it quickly withered and haggard. Her full and plump lips were slightly parted, and the disbelief on her face made Max's heart bloom.

Florence knew that the reason why she was injured by a hunter last time was because she underestimated the enemy, and this time she ran into Max unprepared. At first, it was easy for her to be alone, but when she stood When I was in front of myself, I couldn't "hear" what the hunter was thinking, and even Edward, who was in the same forest, couldn't spy on it anymore!

Tell her how not to panic.

Florence, who was desperate for food and food, rushed towards Max fiercely. Max, who was basically disabled at level six, was not afraid at all. The hunter was easily subdued by the blood clan, but it was a pity that the ferocity of Florence's success was too late to show. Morrie had already flew forward from behind, and the sharp and sturdy wolf paws cut Florence's back with a "crash".

Florence's symptom after being bombed by fireworks in Chicago was that she lost the mobility she possessed as a strong vampire, so that she had to rely on the care of the Karen family to recover slowly. In order not to arouse their suspicion, she It is often necessary to choose a place for hunting far from the fox.As for the tricks she used to play, it has become difficult to execute. She originally wanted to wait until she really recovered before leaving, but she didn't expect Max and Catherine to follow so soon, and she managed to find her whereabouts.

As the saying goes, if you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, you will end up meeting a tiger when you go to the mountains. This time, Edward found out the truth because of her own haste.

The pain in her back brought back some of her consciousness, and she hadn't felt pain for many years.

Morrie's attack was rehearsed, and under the condition of ensuring that the bait Max would not be hurt, Florence was subdued.He lowered his head to look at the loli lying on the dead leaves. Her delicate face looked especially beautiful in the dim sunlight. He stepped back in a gentlemanly manner to Maria, who was wearing black gloves. , Pretending to be unbearable, he stretched out his hand, ready to cut off Florence's beautiful head...

Just when the dust was about to settle, Edward appeared without a sound. The 17-year-old boy was staring at the three of them with his eyebrows frowned. His handsome face was full of sarcasm and righteousness, and he was wearing a black jacket. The coat matched the gloom on his face.

"You have no right to judge the vampires!" In Edward's view, the behavior of the hunters was caused by an unreasonable sense of justice.

After Florence heard his words, the desperate expression on her face relaxed a little. She wanted to grow old gracefully, instead of becoming an insignificant item in the hunter's merit book in embarrassment.

"You think we're judging, isn't it ridiculous?" Max took the crutch in Maria's hand, walked towards Edward, stood a few steps away from him, and then stood still without saying a word.

It was a smile that Edward hated and annoyed, as if his IQ had been insulted, he said: "Even unforgivable criminals have the right to be tried by the court in your human society, why do you use your own If you say that, you will impose the death penalty on the blood race?"

"I only know that in the world of your vampires, there is only one law. And this law is just not to reveal your identity in front of human beings. Besides, sucking human blood has never been prohibited by your laws, so dear Mr. Vampire, Please allow us to explain our hunting behavior."

"We are not judging, we are revenge."

On the other side, Florence, who was trying to make a comeback, just pushed Maria down, and was knocked down by a cold gun fired from an unknown place in the jungle. Without any hesitation, Maria struck a match and set Florence's body on fire. , In the forest where the warm autumn sun cannot reach, a warm wind rarely blows through.