[Seraphim of the End]Ajura Maru Motoki

Walking out of the mansion, Asera looked around at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery around her. It seemed that nothing had changed, and at the same time, there seemed to be something different.There are occasionally one or two sparse figures around the mansion, most of them are human children.

There are some gray-faced and skinny children who are looking helplessly at the closed door behind Arthura. They are the most difficult life among all human children. Living by picking up leftovers, there are also some children, although their clothes are not gorgeous, they are still neat. Every inch of their skin has been wiped white, their lips are tightly pressed, and their hands are tightly pressed against their bodies. The wounds that were robbed of blood by the vampires greedily, they, just like Asera before, rely on serving as the human body of the vampires to maintain their livelihoods. Most of them are very smart and know how to endure. They can be regarded as the living among all the human beings here. One of the best.There is another type of children, they cover their figures with shadows, their eyes are constantly hesitating on those children who get the real thing, their arms are small but covered with thin muscles, and their eyes are full of greed. They are stealers, relying on Capture ready-made objects for a living.However, even though these children were divided into three categories, they undoubtedly all had one thing in common. When they saw Arthura, they all avoided each other and lowered their heads.The surrender of the weak to the strong is so natural.

Arthura glanced lightly at the envious or jealous children. According to common sense, he should be elated at the moment, but unfortunately, he really didn't have that mood.Passing through the path that the children gave up in unison, there was no redundant sympathy, nor the slightest disdain. There was only calm, silence like stagnant water, like a mechanical puppet, indifferent and numbness.

He didn't know what kind of mood he had when he returned to his previous residence. Compared with when he left, this place can be called dilapidated.That's right, Ritsu and Baiyazuo took refuge in Noah, Hiiragi Tianxu was rescued by Hiiragi's family, and Krulu... In a daze, he could even hear the words of the girl acting like a baby to him and begging him to come back earlier , "Krulu will wait for my brother to have dinner together!" "I will wait for you to come back."

He walked stiffly into the place where he used to live, and vaguely saw a few children hiding in the corner. These children probably occupied the place when the house was vacant, right?Those children were all sallow and thin, and there was not much flesh on their malnourished faces. They looked like a skeleton covered in human skin, and those pairs of frightened eyes were fixed on Arthura.It is very likely that these children have been wandering for a long time before finding such a shelter. It is very likely that these weak little guys will never have the chance to find another place to live after leaving here. They could have stayed and searched for the last trace of struggling It's a pity that there is hope... Arthura just wants to be alone now, how can these children disturb Krulu's resting place?With just a frown, the children around scattered and fled. In less than half a minute, Arthur was the only one left in the desolate house.Sometimes... the identity of the blood clan is quite useful, isn't it?

The broken tiles were embedded in the ground, and they were still stained with dark red dried blood. They must be the relics of the atrocities at that time... Arthur walked further into the house calmly, seemingly calm, but in fact his face was pale Scary, pink lips have been bitten red and swollen unconsciously, he really can't imagine what kind of Kruru he will find... and all this is his fault, maybe, it is no exaggeration to say , He will really regret it for the rest of his life.

Get nothing, get nothing!Could it be that Krulu didn't even leave the whole body?Every time I turned around in this dilapidated little house, Asera's heart became restless. There were traces of fighting all over the house, most of which were scratches left by the collision of swords and swords. This is where the Hiiragi family and the Blood Clan clashed.But to be honest, that guy Hiiragi Tianxu is really fateful, the God of Death has already put a sickle on his neck, but his people were dragged back by the Hiiragi family forcefully.It is impossible for Arthur to say that he does not blame Hiiragi Tianxu. If he hadn't been trustworthy, Arthur would not have entrusted his only cherished sister to him at the beginning... But, if it is said that all the faults are blamed on Hiiragi Tianxu is obviously unfair. After all, there is no relationship between Hiiragi Tianxu and Krulu. Hiiragi Tianxu has no reason to rescue a "stranger" at a critical moment regardless of his own safety. Krulu's abandonment is just Inevitably...just—inevitably.

Standing in front of a huge, dilapidated cabinet covered in dust, Arthur stopped, this was his first stop in over an hour.Only here is what he has never looked for before, but... would there really be Krulu in such a dilapidated cabinet full of cobwebs and hideous cracks?Arthura's heart sank heavily as if it had been filled with lead.

Pushing the heavy cabinet door open, the dust accumulated on the cabinet flew up, almost fascinating Arthura's eyes. He squinted his eyes and tried his best to find the familiar figure in the cabinet. Finally, he caught it, the faint silhouette of approx.

Immediately, Arthura was like finding a straw floating on the water before drowning. Even if it was such a slim hope, it was hope after all, and it could still give birth to hope for the future.He crawled inside with hands and feet.Afterwards, he hugged the little figure out as if holding a fragile hope.The movements were gentle, as if afraid of waking up the sleeping girl.

The hair of the girl in Arthura's arms was scattered, and her original color could hardly be seen. Her small face the size of a palm was pale and smeared with mud.The originally nimble eyes were tightly closed, and the roots of the teeth were also clenched tightly, as if trying to endure something.Her body was painted with a large amount of blood, ranging from dry dark red to fresh bright red.With the excellent sense of smell of the vampire, Arthura immediately understood that the girl's injury was not as terrible as it appeared on the surface.Thanks to the identity of the blood clan, Arthura found the wound on Krulu's abdomen with little effort. The wound was small but had an abnormal color, and it was obvious that it had already been infected.He touched the wound on the girl's body as if distressed, it wasn't a fatal wound... Asera's eyes blinked, bright and dark, as if he saw hope but didn't dare to touch it, for fear that he would die if he touched it. Even the last sliver of hope shatters like foam in the wind.But the thoughts in his heart kept urging him.His movements became cautious, as if he was treating the most precious treasure.Asera tentatively moved her finger under Krulu's nose, but didn't dare to get too close.Gradually, with the passage of time, Asera's eyes gradually widened, she - still breathing!Even if it is very weak, it does exist. Anyway, if she still has breathing, it proves that she still has hope of surviving!

Thinking of this, Arthur trembled excitedly, and even his purple pupils trembled, the transparent liquid fell down the bridge of the nose, and the corners of the lips moved, showing an upward trend.Krulu, this time, brother must...

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