Blood Source Era

"People can always readily accept their noble attitude, but they can't bear it, even if it is just a little bit of stigmatization."

-Aaron Ventric

Just as Aaron was bloodied, he was thinking about his gains and losses with the guard at the Golden Rose Hotel.

The object he wanted to calculate was at the moment in the high-rise minaret of the palace. Through the windows, he could see that he was working hard.

One side is filled with the smell of the beast just after being beheaded, and the other side is covered with countless floral fragrances.

In the bedroom, sweat shone on the smooth skin, and the two entangled together, like a water snake, were twisting hard.

These two white flower bodies, like a fat pig, moved slowly and made a crackling sound in the rhythm.

The air is filled with emotion and various smells of unknown significance. At this moment, no one dares to approach this place. This is the private space of the two.

It's the only thing that can do such intense exercise in the bedroom late at night.

This is what I should do at night! Instead of that weapon, take to the streets and work like a bitter sailor!

Only people who lack money will not sleep in the middle of the night and walk on the street like a hungry wolf.

Real nobility, at this moment: on top of the golden quilt, the imperial prince is following the woman under him.

The two were destined to meet each other, and then it was as if Ganchai had encountered a fire, and soon the brows of the blend met and they secretly left the banquet together.

In the excitement, the prince vaguely remembered the woman under him, who had a good identity. Although he was purely beautiful, he put the beauty on his bed.

But what is this woman called ... Delena? Annie? !

Hell, he couldn't remember it at all, but what is there! Anyway, more women climbed onto his bed.

And he quickly gave up thinking after a tremor, and he collapsed into bed.

The woman under him is a famous beauty in the Academy of Magic and a famous sociable flower in the noble banquet. Many aristocratic teenagers are scrambling for a pro-Fangze.

After all, women who can gather strength and beauty together are rare in this world.

However, those noble children no doubt all failed.

The most delicate flower of this magical academy made her ambition exceed her ability.

Faced with those boring nobles, she focused on her studies and refused them one by one, because her only purpose was to climb onto the bed of the imperial prince.

Although everyone knows that this is a world of power, only strength will be respected by people.

Although the beauty of this school of magic has good strength, she knows that her power is limited, and she does not want to appear on the streets of hunting night one day in the future.

Why, she would wear a black robe that would never show her figure, with a silver sword in her hand, and take to the streets in the fearful eyes of everyone.

Why should she use it? After wearing it, others will never see her face, and the mask full of rust smells in her breath to hide her beautiful face? !

She was not willing to become such a person, to become a demon hunter.

Then, under the weaving of ambition, things evolved into the present scene.

Even if she was pressed on herself by a disgusting man, she was absolutely reluctant to remember and think about the horrible scene.

The streets were covered with death and smelly blood, and the air was filled with a scorched smell, and the sound of howling and screaming came everywhere.

Huge monster walking on the street, no one knows whether he will die in the next moment.

That's not the future this darling wants!

She wants the future, just like a noble lady, she enters the elegant hotel, attends the noble's gathering, has a high-weight husband.

As for the magic she knew, it was nothing more than the capital she married to the nobility, not the reason for her to enter the dangerous battlefield.

Although 's father was just a little viscount, she was sought after by countless people in the Academy of Magic with her appearance and good magic talent.

Too many men are willing to lower their net worth to cater to this female wizard, so her vision will naturally rise.

Since she can have it, it is a completely different fate than being a hunter!

So why can't she choose or work hard? !

Why can't she become the concubine of the imperial prince? Why can't she become the queen of the empire in the future?

Ambition made her swell, and no one knew what method she used to meet the prince from the banquet of that nobleman.

And on this night, a woman impatiently trying to climb onto someone else's bed met a prince like a hungry ghost.

Without saying much, they hurriedly left from the noble's party. UU reading www. uukakanshu.com

And when this night is over, will there be any change in everything, whether it is going in the direction she expected.

That will be unknown.

In this disgusting one, one side is indulged in joy, the other side wants to use it purely.

The night's exhaustion caused the two to sleep deeply. Outside the transparent glass window, the cold wind blew unscrupulously. The fire in the minaret was beating with a bright light.

The skin of the fire shines brightly.

After the two's joy, when the sky was slightly bright the next day, Aaron was flapping his bulging purse, and walked into the cold wind of Ling Yun from the warm hotel.

The huge drop caused him to play a clever way, and then tightened his clothes.

He somewhat underestimated how cold the weather was in the early morning, or that he was used to the warmth in the hotel.

Suddenly walked into the biting cold wind, making him feel uncomfortable.

But now that he is rich, he just wants to go to a warm place for a drink.

He walked towards the old Hawke tavern, and Alfred used a bad excuse to free himself.

Rather than go to the pub, he would rather withstand the cold wind and follow the clues he already knew to inquire about where the merchant was stored in the smuggled blood.

Then he would transfer the evidence to the Hunter Church, so he chose to part ways with Aaron.

Only the shrinking Aaron gathered his collar in the cold wind.

He looked at Alfred's back, grinned, and said, "It's a guy who doesn't know how to enjoy. At this time, sitting in the tavern and drinking a cup of warm blood, this is the perfect life." ! "