give me some blood

The wind in Alhambra Fort is gentle and cold.

If something is gentle, most people will think it is good.If it's cold, then the average person will think it's bad.And something tender and cold, it must be deadly.Like water, it is soft, yet deadly.

According to the agreement, the negotiation takes place in the middle of the battlefield.Because we can't trust each other.The two sides sent the supreme commander.Count Alhambra, the owner of Alhambra Fort, and the commander-in-chief of the Holy See this time.

I asked for this, because I am shameless and I believe that Lan will definitely come.

The Alhambra Fort Monastery is located on the mountainside of the Alhambra Mountain, which is some distance from the Alhambra Fort and the Holy See.It was inaccessible and unable to march, so it was agreed to negotiate there.

When the Earl of Alhambra and his thirteen guards arrived, Bishop Remy Avan had already been waiting inside with his five entourages and a secretary for a long time.

Count Alhambra's short, shattered black hair had a miserable face, and he looked helplessly at the blond bishop with an indifferent expression opposite the negotiating table in the small auditorium of the monastery, and then both of them retreated with understanding.

silence.

The Earl of Alhambra spoke first, but the gloomy expression on his face was gone, "Archbishop Lemiève, I think you know, I want to ask you to withdraw your troops." His tone was not balloon, but arrogant.

"Conditions." Bishop Lemi Ave looked coldly at the pale man in front of him.

"Can't you see?" Count Alhambra spoke again, but with a smile.

"I think, I'm here because I hope to negotiate terms with a person with a normal brain." The archbishop said, "You know the strength and weakness of the two sides. If I want to, I will break through the Alhambra Fort within two days. Then they caught you and dragged you to the gallows to be hanged."

"Okay, okay," Count Alhambra shrugged, "Didn't you see my problem?"

"He, why didn't he come?" The archbishop's tone was cold.

"Because I don't want him to come." Laughed.

The archbishop looked into the pair of black eyes on the opposite side, silently waiting for the next sentence.Those eyes, in the lacquer black, have a touch of gray.

"My condition is him, if you don't clear the siege, I'll kill him. I know, he and you have that kind of disgusting relationship, right?" Laughing, "I can guarantee that he will not die, as long as you withdraw your troops." The indifferent eyes made an expression that Mo absolutely couldn't make, "I just want this earldom. Originally, he disappeared, and this earldom belongs to me, but he ran back again, saying that Alhambra Fort is in danger, haha, this fool."

silence.

"You want him, don't you want to look like this? You clear the siege, and then we announce the alliance. I will offer him both hands. How about it?"

silence.

"How is it, my lord Archbishop?" Laughing, the fake Earl of Alhambra smiled ripplingly.

"Don't insult that face." The archbishop's voice was not loud and flat, but it was powerful.His slender fingers flicked lightly on the table, and a pale golden light flashed towards the earl opposite him.

The cyan-blue reaction light flashed and was blocked.

"Are you angry?" While saying these words, the earl's face gradually deformed, distorted, became bloody, and finally became another face.

That was the face of William, the adopted son announced by Count Alhambra.

"I'll give you three days to think about it. If you don't withdraw after three days, I will kill my dear father." This time, there was no expression on his face.

The archbishop stood up silently.

"I advise you not to think about killing me now. If I don't go back alive, they will kill my dear father tonight. I'm leaving first, please write back, because I don't guarantee whether I can slip. Bloodline waste that cannot even use magic is too easy to kill."

The corner of William's mouth twitched for a while, and then he put on that surly face again, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You're not like him at all." The Archbishop shook his head.

Greenhouse, glass greenhouse, glass greenhouse in winter.I still remember very clearly that I sat in a wheelchair and watched Hans talk about irises endlessly. At that time, I was still a human being.

After returning, I asked Hans to find a gardener again, so in the transparent glass greenhouse, there were irises again.Blue-violet irises.I am here, waiting.

I asked Su to come over with the lettuce, and the lettuce was playing with dirt on the ground.

"Dad, this is a flower, haha..." Lettuce pointed to the flower and said to me, happily and silly.Soft pale blond hair, bright ice blue eyes, a pink baby dress with a bow.

"Alice." I tried to teach Lettuce to read.

"Alice Corpse..." Lettuce followed suit.

"Well, not bad." I stroked Lettuce's head.

The greenhouse is filled with dense mist, and the winter sun is dim.I touched the small head of the lettuce, waiting for the news from a few miles away.

I always feel that the negotiations should be over, but William still hasn't come back.

I asked William, if the two of them fought, who would beat the other? William blinked and said that he would probably lose, but there was no problem with running away.

Yep, as you can see, I'm a coward.

I am afraid.I'm afraid Lan will give me options. "Come and be my woman or I will attack the city", this kind of option.If he said it, I really don't know what to do.Because, I seem to really like him that much.So if he said something so disgusting, I really don't know what to do.

So, I threw the options at him.

As long as I don't see him, I think I can probably maintain my sanity.But what if I actually met him, I really don't know.At night, I dreamed that I was still in his garden, but he couldn't kiss me anyway. Then I remembered that this was a dream and I had already left him, so I cried in the dream.

Bishop Erque in the dream didn't know what I was crying for, and I didn't know what I was crying when I woke up.

In the dream, probably both vampires and humans will give up their reason, so it's too ugly.

William asked me, can I get over it?

I said, try it.

Anyway, the current situation is probably like this.

It's good for him to withdraw his troops. If he doesn't withdraw, he will fight over. I may not be the one who loses.It's just that the cost will be a bit high. If possible, I don't want to affect my subsequent outward expansion.After all, Lan sent people to attack Alhambra. From a grand strategic point of view, the gain outweighs the gain. I think he will give up.

When I was thinking about these things, I suddenly saw an earthworm pulled out by lettuce, and I wanted to tie a bow with that thing. Zola seemed to teach him how to tie a bow often, and now lettuce has learned it, so I think he is quite smart.

The earthworm obviously didn't think it was a good idea, so the bow tie couldn't be fastened. Lettuce turned around and looked at me for help.

I went over and wanted to take him to Sue's place. I'm still not talented in taking care of children.Fortunately, this guy doesn't like to cry.

I walked over and picked up his muddy little paw, but felt something coming over in an abnormal way.

I hurriedly hugged the lettuce and turned around.

Facing a pair of silvery white eyes.The long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, as if seeing sunlight or something.

How strong is Archbishop Er Que's magic so that he can come in so easily?William has set up more magical barriers in the castle than he can count.

"Ah, here you are." I put down the lettuce.

"Father, who is this?" Lettuce asked in a soft voice.

"He is..." Who is he?

"Sure enough it's fake." Lan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled nicely, "You always like to lie to me." The voice was gentle, reminiscent of white.

"I want to see if you will withdraw your troops." I replied, looking directly at him.

"Is this your child?" he asked instead.

"Yeah, do you look like you?" I said.

He seemed to look at it seriously, "It's not like that."

The style of the conversation is really weird.

"I withdraw troops, come with me." He said.

"And watch you destroy the entire blood race?" I laughed.

"Come with me, don't care about blood or non-blood." The priest's voice was seductive like a siren.

"Impossible, Lan." I shook my head, "You know what I am."

"I can afford you," Lan said.

"You can't support my greed." I replied.

Lan was silent, seeming to understand the meaning of the words.

"Father, what is greed?" Lettuce asked at his feet.

Lan took another step forward and got very close to me. Lettuce was a little scared to see strangers and ran behind me.

"Little friend," Lan smiled in the direction of the lettuce, and then said, "This is called greed." The big white paw grabbed me and kissed me.

Crazy request.

Knowing that it is impossible, but wishing in the bottom of my heart, happiness, happiness and love, wanting everything, this is called greed.

The author has something to say: I went to fight CJ shamelessly, and I have been preparing props and costumes this week... After the regional finals this weekend, I will update it every day... Just update it every day...