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Two young vampires stood side by side in front of the main seat, kneeling and saluting to the lord who closed his eyes and pretended to be sleeping.

Melanza still maintained that idle and lazy posture, as if she was just discussing some extremely trivial matter with her subordinates, but her deep eyebrows and eyes were slightly drawn together, and the usual smile on her lips was gone. , it seemed that her whole expression was very unhappy, revealing some impatience and impatience that could not be concealed.

"Has she not had a drink yet?"

"Yes... yes," said one of the vampires, "the little lord didn't even allow us to get close, and drove us out."

The chief guard guarding the main seat heard the lord's sigh clearly.

The voice was full of anger and helplessness, but if you listen carefully, there is a hint of love or affection.

Combining the current situation, he naturally thought of the scene of "the little wife who has taken so much pains to get home starts a hunger strike".

Baron struggled for a moment, hesitating to speak, and then he looked up and found that after a whole week of staying up, the blond elder had really fallen asleep leaning on the throne.

Strictly speaking, blood races don't dream, but apart from long-term sleep, they can easily fall into nightmares in their daily light sleep state.

Her hearing, which is far better than that of ordinary people, allowed Melanza to hear her subordinate's quiet resignation clearly, but her chest was like a piece of ice weighing as heavy as a thousand weights, so cold and heavy that she couldn't even touch a finger. Difficult to move.

Even in the nightmare, she didn't worry about suffocation, let alone fear, so she simply gave up the struggle and let her consciousness sink into the dark and never-ending old dream.

It was a period of time that she seldom recalled when she was awake. It was very long and extremely vague, like a breeze that passed through the forest thousands of years ago, like a grain of sand that melted into the rock and sank to the ground. , eternal and never to be pursued.

As the second generation of the Monteolifis family, Melanza was born in the southern jungle.

It was an era when even religion was not popularized and God did not exist. Human beings admired ancient and primitive powers, believed in miracles performed by natural gods, and even performed live sacrifices with livestock or fellow humans.

Her biological mother used to be the only lord in the dense forest. According to her only impression, her mother always hid in a dark cave and hibernated, and occasionally woke up, just like an ordinary beast, crazily absorbing blood.

She lived in the dark forest for many years, learned about the outside world with her returned clansmen, tasted different flavors of blood, learned human language and common sense, and resolutely left her hometown when she became an adult.

The blood race is independent by nature, and their original nature does not include the item of kinship.

On the day Melanza decided to stay on the northern coast, Carrollville had just built a city belonging to humans.

That was the first time that the newly arrived lord had real contact with the alien world.

With some novel and eccentric thoughts, she imitated human behavior, planted grape fields in the manor to make wine, hired farmers to raise livestock, raised large and docile hounds by herself, and even pretended to be a nobleman to participate in the competition. communication between human beings.

It often snows in autumn and winter in the north.

Young lords like to go to the courtyard in snowy days, watching the children of servants or long-term laborers gather together, shape the snow into the shape of deer or houses, or skate and play in the middle of the frozen pool.

The blood race who traveled from other places told her, "Even if they have similar faces, human beings are a completely different species from the blood race."

But Melanza didn't listen at all at the time.

She enjoyed the feeling of blending into human beings so much, everything seemed so new and wonderful to her.

Human beings will fall in love for countless inexplicable reasons, welcome new life with the most pious attitude, and instinctively fear aging and death.

The feeling of getting along with humans is like returning home one day, and the cat lying next to the fireplace suddenly came over stretched and kindly introduced its thoughts of the day to the visitor. 7K 妏敩

Such days lasted about two or three hundred years.

During this period, Melanza watched the alien races around her come and go, and the lives of several generations were scattered in front of her like smoke and mist.

The first one to leave was the hound that had been nesting in front of her door; then the gray-haired old housekeeper who died of old age; after that was the human thief who completed self-salvation by offering blood; The middle-aged woman who supervised the brewing of wine for the manor, the young swordsman who always liked to sing poetry while drinking, the rich young woman who died of depression after her husband passed away, the pockmarked girl who was outstanding in medicine but was hanged in public as a witch...

Finally, the great-great-great-grandson of the old housekeeper.

The child was only seven or eight years old when he passed away, and a rusty iron nail stabbed his immature sole, bringing him a fatal wound infection.

On the day of the funeral, Melanza stood in the courtyard after the snow, looked at the church in the city, raised her head and remained silent for a long time.

When the church bell rang, she turned around and ordered the blood servants to close the gate of the castle.

Since then, the only animals raised in the manor were horses for traveling, and the humans who entered and left the castle were never received by the lord again, and they had only one role to play, that is, the living blood bags of the vampires.

The blond-haired vampire finally understood that human beings are not a race suitable for making friends with vampires.

The life of the pure-blood race tends to be static in eternity, while the fate and lifespan of human beings are changing all the time. It is a wild flower blooming on a cliff, a spark shining under the moon.

The cliff and the moon remain unchanged from ancient times, but the flowers will perish and the fire will be extinguished. Even if it is beautiful and warm, it will eventually become dust and ashes that cannot be recalled.

Melanza sat alone in the attic, silently looking at the spotless and clean snow in the forest.

The human world outside the castle may be undergoing changes, disasters of war, plagues, or life and death recurring all the time, but those fleeting dramas have nothing to do with her.

Her whole life was like a wasteland full of snow, which did not melt all year round, protracted, vast and cold.

Until one day, a round drop of blood fell on the pale and blinding snow.

On a whim, she carried the Eastern Blood Servant who had just stayed by her side into her coffin.

The young Yu Ge held her hair and hesitated for a long time in the darkness, probably thinking that she was already fast asleep, then raised his head quietly, and kissed her chin lightly.

Melanza felt as if her heart had been pierced by some kind of tiny spikes. She lowered her eyes and stared at Yu Ge's drooping, trembling eyelashes in the darkness.

Those eyelashes, like black feathers on a swallowtail, easily set off a screaming and scalding hurricane in her chest, and swept through every blood vessel in her in an instant.

She thought of Yu Ge's usually docile, rigid and very inarticulate appearance, and also thought of the other party's loyal and obedient words and deeds dedicated to the master wholeheartedly, and secretly came to a conclusion in her mind.

The boy must love me very much.

Even after being betrayed by Yu Ge, after eight years of parting, and seeing Yu Ge's pain with his own eyes, this idea never changed a bit.

This thought... made her experience the long-lost happiness and satisfaction that had just entered the world.

Yu Ge is no longer a human being to her, but the drop of blood that must exist in the snowfield of her life, the only piece of driftwood above Chentan in the deep water.

Eight years, 80 years, or even 800 years are the length of time that can be easily perceived and measured by the blood race.

Whether it is seeing Yu Ge again, or transforming Yu Ge into a blood race, as long as Yu Ge appears in front of her, Melanza can feel the surging emotion in her heart that is almost bursting.

She had been isolated from the world for so many years that she couldn't even tell what that feeling was.

Maybe it's the pity for children, maybe it's the tenderness for lovers, or maybe it's just a cherishment.

The cherishment of this unique concern and sustenance in the long time.

But no matter what that feeling is, that soft and slightly affectionate warmth really scalded the heart of the blood clan so hard that there was nowhere to hide.

She has also been...

They all love Yu Ge deeply.

Melanza's thumb trembled twice, and then she was freed from the nightmare.

She opened her eyes suddenly.

"Sorry, lord."

Before she regained her composure, she saw the head of the guard, Barron, stepping forward and kneeling down respectfully.

"There is something about Yu...about the little lord, I think it is necessary to report to you."

……

Yu Ge was unaware of the conversations happening outside. She was stepping on her own coffin, trying to sort out the overly simplistic plot lines in her mind.

444 yawned, "...Host, when will you finish your hunger strike?"

"hold on."

The newly transformed blood newborn subconsciously cut a small opening on his thumb with his canine teeth, and watched the bloody opening heal itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I think with the temperament of the lord, maybe he can give me another surprise."

"Surprise, what surprise?" The system said inexplicably: "You don't plan to use another round of bitter tricks, do you?"

"No need." Yu Ge said, "The trick is mainly to ask for forgiveness, but the lord didn't hate me at all, and he treated me very well."

Oh right.

444 wrinkled his face in confusion, "I also find it very strange, logically speaking, the target of the attack has forgiven you, even if more than half of the probation has been completed, why is the progress still so slow?"

"How should I put it... This is indeed the world I have been in, and I did have a sadomasochistic relationship with the lord, but she was not blackened because of pure sadomasochism."

The host shook his head while organizing his words.

"To be exact, she's not even blackened in the traditional sense, she's just... extraordinarily free-wheeling and reckless."

She pondered for a few minutes before finally giving her guess.

"I think... the ultimate goal of this mission world may be to let me help the leader understand humanity."

444 raised his eyebrows, "So... the host, you want to teach the target to be a human being?"

"That's the problem."

Yu Ge stared at his healed fingertips with a rare complicated expression.

"I don't have the ability, and I have no obligation to teach people to be human. At most, I can only make her realize the shortcomings of the blood race's behavior pattern." She said softly, "It is absurd to force a blood race to be human. And from a personal standpoint... I don't even think she's at fault."

"For example, a shark couldn't resist its curious nature and bit a diver who broke into its territory, causing human beings to die tragically in the sea. Is it necessary to educate sharks not to bite people?"

Systems whose only goal is to complete tasks behave optimistically.

It encouraged: "But you are now the only direct descendant of the target of the raid, which is equivalent to...you are her only child, and parents can't hold back the child, so she will definitely listen to what you say!"

Yu Ge: ...

Oh, well, it's still... pretty taboo.

She couldn't help correcting: "The relationship between the eldest relative and the direct line is actually more similar to a legal partner sworn by blood, but... it can't be said to be a mother and daughter."

"Besides, kinship really doesn't mean much to the blood race."

444 froze for a moment, following her train of thought astray.

"Why... why is it meaningless?"

"Because the limits of life are different." Yu Ge smiled briefly, "Parents and children are the strongest bonds that humans can create. There is actually a major premise in this sentence."

"Human life is limited."

She opened the script and rested her finger on the word "eight years".

"That's why the elders become a wall between children and death, and children are regarded as the continuation of their parents' lives." She said, "But for the blood race, kinship is just evidence of reproduction and has no special meaning .”

"I have to let her listen to my advice."

Yu Ge heard footsteps outside the door, and quickly lay back in the coffin.

"But before that, she has to dig out her human heart that can empathize with others."

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