Shoujo Grand Summoning

1740 is not the same as the Red Devils Museum in the morning...

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"Ha ~~~"

Sitting in the first place, Emilia squinted at her sleepy eyes and made a long yawn, complaining.

"I clearly know that I am a vampire. Why do I have to go to bed early and get up early, still have three meals as usual?..."

No one answered Remilia on this question. Even the loyal night and night of Remilia was also in front of Emily's breakfast. She did not pay attention to Remi. Lia’s complaint.

I want to come, for this matter, Emilia must have complained many times, and stay up all night knowing that every time it is useless to explain to Emilia, it is only mandatory to let Emilia wake up to eat. Alright? ...

Don't think that staying up late to Remilia thinks that no matter what Remilia said, staying up late will do the same. If it is something that is not beneficial to Remilia itself, staying up late will not only do it, or even It will also be mandatory to let Emilia act according to her own opinions.

In this regard, Emilia is also annoyed, but also understand that staying up late is good for themselves, can only do it.

From this point of view, Emilia is indeed a good person.

On the other side, Fran is always looking at his own eyes, languid, but unlike Emilia, there are so many complaints, watching the breakfast placed in front of him, turning his head and looking to the side.

There, a deacon dressed up was staring at the black tea in the tea set in his hand, and the brows were constantly twitching from time to time, and it looked like something unexpected.

Upon seeing it, Fran couldn’t help but curiously ask.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?..."

Hearing the voice of Fran, Emilia and the night and night also looked at the speechless, and he was curious as he stared at the black tea in the tray tea set in his hand.

"Big adult, what's wrong?..." There was some trouble in the day and night.

“Is there a problem with my black tea?...”

"Impossible!" Waiting for a silent answer, Emilia is vigilant.

"The black tea staying up late is the most advanced, and it is impossible for you to go to the night to make mistakes in the small work of brewing black tea. Although you are the steward of the Red Devils Museum, I warn you, don't even think about taking things that you don't have. It’s hard to stay up late..."

"I am such a person in your mind?..." Without a word, I took my gaze back from the tea set. There was no such thing as a deacon. It was a glimpse of Emilia.

"I just felt a little surprised by the ingredients of these black teas..."

"Unexpected?..." Remilia, Fran, and the three faces of the night all have a doubtful look.

"If I didn't get it wrong..." Put the tray in his hand on the table and look at the night.

"In these black teas, should you add blood?..."

"I was dereliction of duty..." I heard the words without words, and I stumbled on the spot.

"Forgot to tell Bai Daren, Missy most likes to add b-type blood to black tea. Unexplained white adults will feel that there is a problem."

"Well, I don't want to punish you for this matter..." Looking at the apology that stayed up late, he waved his hand with a smile.

"Just, I rarely see anyone adding blood to the diet, so I feel a little surprised..."

"Rare?..." Remilia licked her head and her face was thicker.

"Although adding blood to black tea is my own hobby, but adding blood to the diet is not a very rare thing for vampires?..."

Indeed, many vampires like to add their favorite blood to the red wine they drink. For some vampire nobles, this tendency is a pleasure.

However, compared to red wine, Remilia prefers black tea, so it will add blood to the black tea.

As for being speechless, since he is the most noble vampire ancestor, then you should also have your own preferences in this regard, such as adding blood to your favorite foods, right? ...

Unfortunately, Emilia has forgotten one thing.

"Unlike ordinary vampires, the true ancestors don't need to live on the blood!" A little reminder.

"So, I don't usually **** blood, no, I should say that I have never sucked anyone's blood so far, and I have not specifically drunk blood!"

"Never sucked blood?..." Remilia, staying up late, both at the same time startled.

"Can you still be a vampire like this?..." Remilia's face was scornful.

"Don't you know that for vampires, what did it mean if you didn't breathe blood?..."

For vampires, vampires who have not smoked blood, like humans who have never had milk, mean immaturity, meaning half-hanging.

If, without words, the king of this vampire really did not drink blood, then Emilia does not mind laughing at his little boy.

Unfortunately, Emilia is also miscalculated.

"Since there is no need to go to drink blood, then it is the same as normal people. Is there nothing wrong with it?..." A glimpse of Emilia, as if she had seen what she was thinking of in Emilia’s heart. I laughed and laughed.

"And, for you, I am really a kid, after all, I am less than thirty years old..."

"You... what do you say?..." The contempt on the face of Remilia was replaced by horror.

"You said, you are less than thirty years old?..."

"If you count the number, this year is almost twenty-seven years old?..." He scratched his cheeks and spread his hands.

"How? Is there any problem?..."

"The problem can be big!" Remilia couldn't help but shoot.

"That doesn't mean that you are a few hundred years younger than me? I was abused by a guy who was a few hundred years younger than me?..."

The time when the true ancestors disappeared into the long river of history, even if there were no more than ten or two hundred thousand years, there would be no one or two thousand years, and thousands of years will definitely be there.

Therefore, Remilia always thought that speechlessness was one of the disappearing ancestors, and it has been hidden until now.

Who knows, this true ancestor is not only tender, but also has the strength to look up to her.

Is this still not a problem? ...

Not to mention Remilia, even watching the silent eyes in the night is full of surprises, and even some doubts.

"Do I have the need to lie to you?..." Shakelessly, shaking his head without a word.

"Well, you will be the new ancestors of the new life. Even if the age is small, the true ancestors have a powerful force. It is better than you, isn’t it strange?..."

"Damn..." Remilia licked her lips unwillingly.

"Why am I not a true ancestor?..."

"If you are a true ancestor, I am afraid that it will be the same as those of the former ancestors. It will be inexplicable disappearing..."

"So, do you want to be a true ancestor?..."

"Noisy!" Remilia sat down in a whisper and patted the table.

"Black tea! Black tea!"

Seeing the childish behavior of Remilia, staying up late and holding on to the smile, even no words can not help but can not help, shrugged, walked to the side of Remilia, poured a cup of black tea for her.

"I am going to enter the country, I have time to study the method of using black tea with blood. Don't look at me, the black tea I made, the food I have made, so far, no one has ever compared me..."

"Oh?..." Remilia licked her face with unbelief, and stayed up late, but her face looked calm and silent, but the blue eyes were burning with a sense of confrontation.

"The next time, let me see the craftsmanship of the white man day and night!"

"No problem!" Silently accepted.

"Brother!" At this time, Fran held the plate, jumped down, and slipped into the silent face, spoiled.

"Fran wants my brother to feed!"

"Well, my brother came to Fulan..." He said, pinching the nose of Fran, and holding Fran up, sitting on the side of the seat and taking the plate of Fran.

"Come~~啊~~"

"Ah~~~"

Looking at Fran's happy way of being fed without words, Emilia was stunned and gave birth to a feeling of envy.

Clearly seeing this envious, silent and funny, forked a piece of meat and found the fork in front of Remilia.

"Come~~啊~~"

"You... what do you mean?!" Remilia was furious.

"I am the owner of the Red Devils, how can I need someone to feed!"

"There is the Lord of the Red Devils outside, don't pretend to be majestic at home!" Silently knocked on Emilia's head.

"At home, you are just a younger sister. Can you accept your brother's kindness?"

"What...what sister!" Remilia panicked.

"Ming... obviously I am bigger than you..."

"Yes, yes, hurry up..."

"If the sister doesn't eat, Fran can eat it!"

"Wait! Fran! That's mine!"

Suddenly, the two sisters earned a silent feeding right.

Watching Emilia and Fran fight for the silent feeding, but also looked at the speechless, helpless and pettive smile, staying up late, can not help but a wave.

Today's Red Devils Hall is a little cold and a little warm...