murder poppy

Waldron's private quarters are unremarkable.Andre and Adrian took note of the location of the bush where the spell was hidden while exploring.But even so, walking with humans requires extra care.

Lyons is more difficult than the average human being.

Andre planned to go out alone at night, but was caught by a hunter who was sleeping by the window.Not only guessed that he would go out secretly, but also predicted that he would walk through the window in the form of a bat.

Compared to Adrian, who was lying on the spell book and fainted from exhaustion, Lyons was more like a keen vampire.

"Insufficiency is not a commendable quality, Lyons." Andre said to the hunter behind him as he parted the bushes.

"You're too nervous, Andre." Lyons said, "If everything starts with emotion, Vijorel is safer."

The rustling sound of the blades of grass being plucked became fainter.

Lions felt the low air pressure suddenly emanating from Andre's body. He didn't have the mind-reading ability of the vampires, but he could feel Andre's depression.

"You don't know Waldron," Andre said.

Lyons waited for Andre's more interpretation of Waldron, but all he was left with was the back of the forward.

"Not only Waldron, I don't know anything about your past." Lyons said behind Andre, "If you are willing to tell me, I will be very grateful."

"It's also not admirable behavior to dig deep into other people's past." Andre replied, "Don't understand Waldron with the mentality of ordinary people. Even love will be twisted into carrion in the sewer in his hands. No One should bear such disgusting feelings."

The old mansion appeared in front of him, and Lioness did not continue the discussion about Waldron.

The ancient buildings are lifeless, and even the bats hanging upside down under the dead branches are nowhere to be seen.

"The smell of Vijorel." Andre looked towards the top of the castle, "Waldron has a treasure cabinet, which is used to store the few toys that interest him. Until I kill him Before, there was only a vase bought from a small vendor."

"The other 'toys' were either broken by him or discarded." Andre pushed open the door, "Does a lunatic who locks people up in the Treasure Pavilion know how to express love gently?"

The hall was silent.The sound of friction between the heavy door and the floor did not disturb the owner of the mansion.

Too quiet.

"Go up." Andre looked towards the top floor with a little doubt, the thick dust almost covered up all the smells.But he could tell the smell of Waldron.

Waldron and Vijorel, right here.

Lions loaded the silver gun and followed Andre to the Treasure Pavilion.

It is said to be the Treasure Pavilion, but it is actually just an independent room without carvings or runes.It looks as simple as a thatched cottage of a fisherman by the sea.

The unique earthy smell of blood spread from the house, with a hint of corruption, mixed with a strange aroma.

Lions used the dagger to pry open the door lock, and the strength of the palm conveyed through the dagger was a little too light.He looked at the edge of the door. The lock was old and rusty, hanging halfway, and the blade could be easily fixed.

This undefended gesture made Lioness frown.

The smell of corrupt blood became stronger, and the rough panting became clearer.

Andre pushed open the door, his scarlet eyes stopped after finding the target.

The battered cheap vase was still on the shelf.A lonely one, covered with dust.

In the center of the room is the blood emperor who has disappeared for a long time - Vijorel.His face was pale, and there were two unhealed blood holes on his neck, which were gray-pink.Blood flowed down the fingers of the right hand and infected the abdomen.That wonderful smell of corruption comes from this.

In addition to the viscous, stinking blood, Vijorel also held a gem-studded dagger in his hand.The tip of the dagger sank into Waldron's left chest and accurately pierced the ventricle without any hesitation.

For the arrival of Andre and Lyons, Waldron did not pay any attention.

He stared closely at Vijorel's shining red pupils, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Your eyes are blood red, just like all blood races who pursue desire, they are red."

"Vijorel, we are all cursed creatures with no redemption or end." Waldron laughed hoarsely, "The race is not our destination, and death is not our end. You are like me, in the infinite Lost in the needs that can be found everywhere."

"I have never denied the existence of desire. But I am not a beast assigned by desire." Vijorel pulled out the dagger, and dark red and black blood slowly flowed from the wound, "The blood race is not a noble creature, Wo You just don't want to admit your arrogance and failure, Deren."

Waldron's slack pupils constricted, his chest was torn open by Vijorel, and his sharp claws stirred the flesh wantonly.Pain did not bring any novelty to Waldron.Serious injury or death is an old cargo that he has experienced many times.Besides, a more novel feeling grew in his empty chest.

Vijorel did not find the heart, and Waldron's body contained only old organs and flesh, and the heart taken out by Andre did not regenerate.He looked at Waldron with a little doubt.

"The blood race will eventually come to an end, Vijorel, what you are protecting is just a pile of corrupt garbage. The dirty rats who started fighting for power after the death of the old king, how can they gain your loyalty?"

Vijorel pulled out his palm, and a few soft pieces of flesh were drawn out between the nails.Waldron's wound showed no signs of healing, and the blood vessels were not working either. The blood flowing out was limited, and it only dripped through the chests of the two people.

"Hand over the ring you took away," Vijorel said.

"Don't you understand? The throne is not worth my precious death." Waldron's body was weakened, half-falling on Vijorel's body, his fangs stroking the Blood Emperor's ear, "Have plans for the ring Yes, someone else."

"Will I win this time, or you?" Waldron asked.

Vijorel looked over Waldron's shoulder and saw Lyons holding up his silver gun and Andre with scarlet eyes.

The trigger was pulled, and the silver bullet sank into the flesh.

Vijorel didn't feel Waldron's reaction to the bullet, because Waldron was just a ghost returning from hell throughout.

"You have become more cowardly." Vijorel pushed Waldron away and called him coldly, "Teacher."

Andre took off the cloak on his body and wrapped Vijorel completely.

The penetrating wounds of the silver gun and the heart seemed to have taken Waldron's life again. No matter how he looked at it, it was also a corpse that had been sleeping for a long time.

There were silver chains on Vijorel's wrists and ankles, and the burns healed after forming, leaving only faint marks.

"Crack——" Andre broke the chain, and there was a small scalding sound when his flesh touched the silver object.

Vijorel's condition is not good, and Andre can roughly see what Waldron has done without asking.Mark the prey and swear to everyone that it is your property.As if unconsciously he would bite Liones.

"I didn't expect you to return to the blood race, Andre." Vijorel said, wiping his right hand on the cloak.

Vijorel's voice was cold and steady, but slightly tired and hoarse.Andre's fingers stopped on the back of Vijorel's neck, and he asked, "What contract?"

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you." Vijorel sighed, "If you don't come, Andre, this will become my secret."

"With Adrian's brain, you will indeed be fooled, but other blood races are not so stupid." Andre joked, but his eyes fell motionless on the sudden wound on his pale neck.

"Symbiosis." Vijorel said, looking down at Waldron, "but unfortunately, it doesn't seem to work very well."

Contracts can also be signed between blood clans.The relationship is determined by the nobility of the bloodline.Vijorel had the purest bloodline, and he wasn't even considered to be Waldron's descendant, so signing a contract with him also cost Waldron a lot of effort.

The symbiosis works like the name, as long as one of them lives, the other will not die.And no matter where you are, you will feel the other party to the contract.

There was no warning from Vijorel's body as he plunged the dagger into Waldron's heart.

Killing the other party of the contract would suffer a curse, but he was unscathed.Whether Waldron was trying to gain life or to put him on a chain, it failed.

With Waldron's death, the spell remaining in the old residence gradually lost its effectiveness.The area was completely dead silent.

In the end, none of the three of them moved Waldron rashly, leaving him with an old vase in the treasure cabinet of a private residence.

……

Vijorel had reached a critical point, and passed out after explaining the symbiosis contract.Lyons followed Andre, his gaze eventually falling on Waldron, and he closed the door with the dropped lock.

Adrian was so surprised when he saw Vijorel that the spell books that he kept in his hand all day fell to the ground.The blood stained on the cloak stained his clothes, and the first thing Vijorel did after waking up was to push Adrian's face away from the tip of his nose.

"Where's Cole?" Vijorel asked.

"At my place. Dai Zhu is with him." Andre said.

"It's really rare." Vijoler said, "Dai Zhu and you are both rare species that the blood race has not seen for hundreds of years."

"The person who cast the curse dies, and the spell will dissipate." Vijorel took the clothes from Andre, "The trouble now is the ring, and... me."

"What you can feel, other blood races can also feel."

"What if that's what Waldron is for?"

Vijorel frowned, not understanding what Andre meant.

"Lines told me that Waldron gave up death for affection. Something he never had and never got." Andre looked out the window at the extraordinarily round moon, "You have always been to Waldron It's unique. The problems that plagued him are solved in you."

"So he thinks, is he in love with me?"

"You don't look surprised," Andre said.

"Not everyone is as dull as you, André," said Vijorel. "Waldron was a traveler lost in the mist, and finally sunk in a swamp. His sorrow lies in every moment of life. All the time, he was doing the wrong thing."

"Compared to Waldron, I am more curious about you. Andre, have you recognized your attitude towards human beings?" Vijorel looked in Lyons' direction intentionally or unconsciously.

Andre frowned: "I didn't know that you, like Dai Zhu, had this kind of preference."

"It's really presumptuous." Vijorel replied perfunctorily, "Take it as an old friend's concern, and rare things should be treasured."

"Because of Waldron?" Andre asked. "Afraid I'd be dealing with feelings in the same way."

"Only you are comparing yourself with Waldron, Andre." Vijorel closed his eyes and leaned half against the wall, "We have ample curiosity and a certain degree of vigilance towards that human being, but that doesn't include our concern for you. doubts."

"I don't think your trust is trustworthy, Vijorel. No one knows myself better than I do," Andre replied.

"If you insist on thinking this way, I don't think I have the right to force you to change your mind." Vijorel said, "Change the subject, Andre, what shall we do next?"

Andre said: "It depends on your choice. Waldron is right. After the vampires have experienced a long time of seclusion, the rats with evil intentions have gnawed away the vampires. Even without Waldron, they would There will be other blood races to initiate changes."

"The iron chains binding the beast's fangs have been loosened, so they won't close so easily. I have no obsession with power, Andre, and the ethnic group is not that important to me." Vijorel played Looking at the wiped dagger, there is a dirt in the blade, which is a dark blood stain, "In essence, I am the same person as Waldron."

"It's just that you bear the responsibility entrusted to you by the family." Andre interrupted Vijorel, "We all know this."

"So I was thinking, maybe we should let our ethnic group adapt to the development and go where it should go."

The author says:

Waldron: I'm up, I'm dead.

Vijorel: Indifference.

After this chapter, it will be finished, and the next update will be on 7.1, which is Thursday, and the daily update will start in July.

Originally, this chapter was supposed to be posted on Tuesday, but after thinking about it, I decided to publish the plot about Vijorel and Waldron at once.Maybe I will write their side stories, depending on everyone's needs.If it doesn't poke you very much, I will cherish it and eat it myself (cover my face).