I didn't know you were such a vampire

On this day, the city of Voltra was as usual, the whole town was surrounded by extremely strong sunlight, many days had passed since St. Marcus's Day, and the town had returned to its usual calm.Without those pilgrims wearing red cloaks crowding slowly in the streets and alleys, those narrow and steep stair paths, as well as the main roads where shops gather are quite empty.

In such a small town, basically every household knows each other, and without the cover of the pilgrims on St. Marcus’ Day, wearing a white coat and a hood, walking alone in the city, and a foreigner with a confused look on her face. It becomes very conspicuous.

Because the last time was crowded by people, Qiaoya didn't have time to observe the surrounding street scene, so that she was in a state of blindness after entering the city, and the surrounding buildings with a style similar to Florence seemed familiar , but they are all very unfamiliar, just thinking that Volturi Castle seems to be at the top of the town, so they keep walking up.

And the higher you go, the more pungent the sun will be.

The Bell Tower Square is open and flat, and the sun is raging unobstructed.Even the local residents who have lived here for decades are hiding indoors at noon, no one dares to wipe the edge of the midday sun, and there is not even a single pigeon on the wide square, so in the road leading to the Bell Tower Square On this road, there is only Qiao Ya alone, and the scene is heroic and lonely.

And when she walked to the edge of the Clock Tower Square, she felt that she was close to heatstroke. She pulled the brim of the hood lower, and when she looked up at the gloomy Gothic castle at the top of the square, I felt a sense of coolness penetrated from the bottom of my heart to my whole body.

Didn't it mean that vampires are afraid of the sun? Why did the Volturi family choose to live in such a place.

Without the grand and lively celebrations like St. Marcus's Day, the Votra Bell Tower Square appears empty, even a little deserted. Without the bustling red crowd, people can have extra vision and mood to see the square. The castle and the red roofs that rise and fall like terraces under the square.

The style of the castle is actually incompatible with this small town.

The small town is the color closest to the sun. Whether it is the brick walls of the houses or the red roofs, whether it is the smiling girl in the street shop or the cat taking a nap in front of the tavern, you can feel the color of this sunny city. Enthusiasm and temperature.

The Volturi Castle at the top of the small town is a standard dark gray Gothic building, with pointed domes, long and narrow windows and arches. The arches and corners are carved with complicated and gorgeous patterns. It was pitch black inside the glass, and the ostentatious sunlight in the city of Voltra could only linger in front of the window sill without being able to penetrate at all.

No matter how you look at it, you feel that there is a heinous big devil living here.

But Joya asked all the way from the gate of the city. When every Voltara heard her mention the Volturi family, they all looked respectful. An old lady said that this family has passed through several generations. Thanks to their efforts, Votra has been built so rich and prosperous.

While listening, Qiao Ya said in her heart: "No, it's not several generations, only one generation."

"Young man, are you going on a pilgrimage?" the old lady asked.

Qiao Ya nodded perfunctorily at first, then came to her senses, shook her head quickly, and said, "I, I'm looking for someone."

"Looking for someone?" The old lady's eyes were a little confused, "The Volturi family doesn't accept outsiders."

"Well... Strictly speaking, I'm not an outsider. I have a friend who is from the Volturi family." Qiao Ya said.

"Friend?" The old lady's eyes lit up suddenly, "Young man, are you a friend of the Volturi family? So you are so amazing!"

Joya: "..."

The old lady was so excited that she said a few words in a dialect that Joya could not understand, and then said: "If you see Ah Luo, please thank him for us Wotra people, my son is thanks to him Opened a smithy..."

Qiao Ya nodded with a dry smile.

"Also, and Caius!" The old lady said excitedly again, "Thank Caius for me, my daughter married to a nearby village the year before last, but was almost beaten to death by his husband, and she couldn't stand up for the rest of her life , it was Caius who ordered the scoundrel to be executed, so that my daughter might live."

Qiao Ya laughed dryly: "..."

Joya sat on the edge of the clock tower square and looked at the Volturi Castle on the opposite side. Thinking of what the old lady told her, she laughed. The main residents of the town, let alone that this group of vampires really became very qualified rulers, handled the affairs of the east and west in an orderly manner, and even became the great saint of the whole city.

She couldn't help but wonder what kind of expression Caius had when he heard about the crimes that happened in the town, whether he was solemn or yawning, and what kind of expression he used to order What about the executioner of the scoundrel who nearly killed his wife?

She exhaled, stood up, walked through the empty Volturi Clock Tower Square, and walked under the arch of Volturi Castle. Facing the gate of the castle, she stretched out her right hand, and when she was about to knock on the door, she remembered Contrary to his original plan, his right hand froze in front of the gate for a while before he retracted it and followed the corridor outside the castle to the back of the castle.

This is where she climbed the window last time.

At this time, it is the most sunny noon in Waterla, and it is also the time when the vision is clearest in a day. She can see the layers of roofs in Waterla City, and a green umbrella pine in the distance, and she can also look up. See the spots of sunlight reflected on those long and narrow window panes.

She found the one she climbed last time among the windows. After finding it, she hesitated a little, with her hands behind her back, like a little old man, she walked under the window several times.

After flipping through Martina's diary and deciding to break through herself like Ricardo and be a brave person, Joya's forcefully mustered energy, after arriving under Caius' window, seemed to be relieved again. It was like a balloon that had been unwrapped, suddenly leaking far away.

At this moment, she only hopes that she can express her thoughts without shyness like a real Italian, regardless of the dazzling day and the noisy city.

She didn't know how many laps she walked, until a voice with a little anger came from above her head: "Joya, are you going to trample all the lawns in Volturi?"

As soon as Qiao Ya heard the voice, her movements immediately stopped. After her feet hanging in the air landed cautiously, she turned her head a little stiffly and looked at the window on the third floor.

Standing behind the window was a man with a straight figure, shoulder-length blond hair, and delicate facial features as clear as the sun. He was wearing a shirt made of soft fabric, which outlined his slender and beautiful figure.He looked at Qiao Ya, frowning, with a fierce expression on his face.

Whether it was the voice or the appearance, even the ivory white shirt on her body was very familiar to Qiao Ya.

Qiao Ya looked at him, and suddenly she was not as nervous as before. She turned around, raised her right hand, and waved at him who was standing on the third floor. As she waved, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up. .

When Caius saw her smile, he was stunned for a moment, then his expression became more ferocious, and he said, "Didn't I say that I would kill you if you came to Voltra again?"

Qiao Ya replied: "I have put life and death aside."

Caius: "Don't think I'm joking with you."

Qiao Ya replied, "Then you come and kill me."

Caius: "Joya, don't challenge my patience anymore."

Qiao Ya replied, "Come on, come down quickly."

Caius: "You know I won't kill you, right?"

Joya replied, "Yes, yes."

……

One of the two was downstairs and the other was downstairs. After some bluffing, they fell into silence again. The fierceness in Caius' eyes faded a little, and it seemed that he could no longer stop a child from crying at night. , but he is still the bad-tempered ancient Roman slave owner who should not enter.

And Qiao Ya looked up at him, the corners of her lips curved deeper and deeper.

She knew why Ricardo, who had been on Martina's window sill for many days, suddenly changed from his previous timidity when facing Martina, and blurted out the words that he wanted to protect her for the rest of his life up.

When facing that person, how can I hide my liking.

She smiled and said, "I have come to you this time, Caius."

She clearly saw Caius' brow twitch.

"I'm going to sing you a song, listen carefully." Qiao Ya said to him.

Before Caius could speak, she coughed twice, cleared her throat, and sang:

"quandonasceunamorenonemaitroppotardi,^...