The whole universe is praising my vest

Eleanor couldn't do it.

After struggling with thought, she put down her weapon.

An He asked, "Aren't you going to do it?"

"You should be grateful for the similarity between yourself and the prince." Eleanor was about to switch to a method that would not hurt An He. She snapped her fingers with her unarmed hand, and the red snow in the room instantly fell even bigger, and the snowflakes concentrated Gather to An He and freeze him inside.

A few flakes of snow fell on the ring worn by An He. The ring couldn't bear it at all, and it burst into scarlet light.

The light climbed up An He's arm, cleaning up all the snowflakes that fell on An He's body along the way.

Eleanor froze suddenly.

She stared at the ring, then moved her gaze to An He's face.

The dark red in Eleanor's eyes faded, replaced by more intense and complex emotions, but not negative.

She said in a hoarse voice, "Prince?"

"Huh?" An He raised his eyes unexpectedly.

An He was pretending to be an experimental subject who had the opportunity to grow into a prince, but not the real prince, so the ring was willing to stay in his hand, but he did not recognize him as the master. Isabel and Eleanor knew this.

If An He couldn't even get a little approval for the ring, Dai Ya wouldn't say that he was a prince, and they wouldn't be surprised that An He could wear the ring.

The difference between them and Dai Ya's thinking is that they don't think that the experimental body can grow into a prince, and there must be a conspiracy between the Senate and the Demon Race. They can't let the conspiracy go on, and they can't bear the fake person occupying the position of the prince.

In fact, Sister Cloures would have been right had it not been for Ann Ho's involvement.

Dai Ya wanted to resurrect the prince, but he had gone the wrong way.

The ring is the prince's personal belongings. Facing external attacks, it will not bear it willingly, and it is normal to fight back.

Eleanor's reaction shouldn't have been so dramatic that she suddenly recognized him.

Soon, An He figured out the reason.

"That's right." An He said softly, "You have my blood core in your body."

The resilience of the blood race's body is strong, even if the throat is pierced and the head is smashed, it can recover slowly.

Their only vital point is the blood core deep in the heart.

An He is a mixed race, and his blood core is a bit strange. An He once cut a part of the blood core and used it to make a ring to save Eleanor.

The blood core is closely related to the owner's body and soul. Before wearing the ring on An He's finger, he recognized An He through the hidden soul connection.

As for the treatment of Eleanor's blood core, An He cut off the connection with the blood core so that Eleanor could use it for herself.

That part of the blood core already belonged to Eleanor, so she didn't recognize An He.

However, the ring couldn't bear the same kind of hurting its owner, so it sent a message to the blood core in Eleanor's body.

"It's really going to cause me trouble." An He twirled the ring.

The ring has some spirituality, but it doesn't have the wisdom to think, and only relies on instinct to protect its owner.

Eleanor let go of her weapon as if it was hot, and the black umbrella fell to the ground with a loud sound.

She took a few steps back at a loss, keeping a distance from An He, for fear of doing something that would hurt An He again.

The blood core in the body, mainly composed of elves, conveyed warmth, driving Eleanor's cold heart to beat.

Memories flooded in.

Isabel grew up with experiments.

The Cloris clan had great expectations for her. They cast their eyes on Isabel, not at their descendants who were related by blood, but at the perfect artwork created with painstaking efforts, full of admiration and enthusiasm.They said, "Isabel, you are going to be a prince."

"The future and honor of Cloris is all tied to you."

"When you become the prince, we can return to the status of the first clan and wash away the dust on the surname Cloris. The opponent who divided up our wealth and power and trampled us into the mud during our weakness , will pay the price.”

"You must be a prince!"

The Duke of Cloris was jealous of his daughter's talent. He knew that he would definitely be surpassed by Isabel in the future, so he brainwashed his daughter: "Isabel, you were born into this world because of your father, and your father is the most important existence for you. You cannot disobey your father." If so, when you become a duke, or even the highest prince of the blood clan, you must obey your father's orders."

Isabel was instilled with this kind of education since she was a child, and she couldn't detect any problems. She answered honestly: "Yes, I will obey my father."

In fact, Isabel lacks understanding of the concept of family and loved ones.

The lab is more like her home, where she spends the longest time.

As the father, the Duke of Cloris, in Isabel's view, is no different from other blood races.

The only special thing is Isabel's mother.

The way she looks at Isabel is different from other blood races. Every time she gets along with her mother, Isabel will feel a sense of relief from the burden, and the cold heart that does not beat will generate a little warmth.

When Isabel told this story, she saw her mother's eyes turned red.

Her mother embraced her, and Isabel couldn't see her expression, but heard a slightly choked voice from above her head: "My lovely and poor Isabel, what will you do after I die?"

The Duke of Cloris is an experimental subject, and so is Isabel's mother. She was selected out of thousands by the Cloris clan. As the duke's spouse, she wants to combine excellent genes with each other and give birth to better offspring.

However, Isabel's mother had overdrawn her potential and future life in previous experiments, and her time was running out.

Whenever she thinks that her mother's life is counting down, Isabel's heart seems to be pinched by something, squeezing out a little soreness.

The Cloris clan has no intention of cultivating Isabel's personality. They don't want the experimental product they made to become a prince in the future and step on their own head. What they want is to control the power by themselves. Isabel is strong enough. She doesn't need to have her own. It is easier for them to control their ideas.

But Isabel is not a tool to be manipulated. She has eyes to observe and a brain to collect and analyze information. Isabel realized that other blood races do not need to accept these experiments, and she is a special case.

The Clauris clan valued Isabel very much, and her education was taken care of by the highest-ranking blood clan in the clan, such as her father, the Duke of Clauris, and members of the Clauris clan in the Senate. Other blood clans had no right to interfere with Isabel. problems, including her mother.

In the beginning, although Isabel's mother felt sorry for her own daughter, she did not dare to disobey the duke and the elders. Apart from talking to Isabel occasionally and looking at Isabel with soft eyes, she did nothing for her daughter.

However, since Isabel said that she would feel warm when facing her mother, she changed her previous style and began to teach Isabel quietly in private. She let Isabel cultivate self-awareness and let Isabel know that she should not be a puppet of the Claureus clan , let her learn to resist.

It didn't take long for their affairs to be discovered by Duke Cloris.

The Duke was furious and decided to punish his wife severely.

He sent his wife back to the lab.At the end of the experiment, Isabel's mother turned into a monster and was thrown into the evil castle to fend for itself.

Isabel went to visit her.

The mother, who had lost all sanity, could no longer recognize her daughter.

Isabel bought a lot of things to make mother's life as comfortable as possible.

She didn't know what kind of mood she was in to finish all this and then leave the sinful castle.

True to its name, this old castle is a place where evil is hidden.

Isabel's inner flames lit up.

She pretended to be obedient on the surface, secretly seeking the best interests for herself.

Isabel's talent is not only reflected in her strength, Duke Clauris completely underestimated her, thinking that he almost controlled Isabel.

He began to delegate power to Isabel.

As Isabel's status rose, she learned more and more secrets, including that she also had a sister.

Her older sister is named Eleanor, who was born to the Duke of Cloris and his former wife, and is half-brother with Isabel.

Eleanor is also an experimental product. It can be said that it is precisely because of Eleanor's failure as a lesson from the past that Isabel's success came later.

Eleanor's failure was quite special. She possessed a powerful force, and she burst out completely, even comparable to the Duke, but the side effects were too serious. Eleanor's body was too fragile to support the powerful force in her body, and the force would backfire Her body and mind make her very easy to lose control.

Eleanor was unable to walk outside and had to lie in a blood coffin for a long time to sleep.

Also, Eleanor's body can't grow up.

The first few times Isabel went to see her, Eleanor was in a deep sleep, and she had very little waking time.

Seeing that Eleanor fell asleep, Isabel would not leave directly. She would sit next to the blood coffin and talk to Eleanor.

Once, when Isabel finished speaking and was about to leave, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Eleanor's eyelashes trembling slightly.

It turned out that Eleanor was awake today and heard what she said, but she was too lazy to answer, so she closed her eyes and remained silent.

Isabel still came to visit Eleanor as usual and talked to her.

"I don't know if my sister has heard of the mixed race of vampires and elves. His name is Ann."

"I have." Eleanor responded in a rare way, "He is too famous, I don't even know."

An He didn't need to do anything, his life experience itself was a huge explosive point, enough to trigger widespread discussion in the entire galaxy.

"The combination of elves and blood races is rare, and it is even more difficult to give birth to children of mixed blood. Ann is the only example." Isabel said, "I have never seen him, but I have heard rumors about him. He does not seem to show very special place."

After all, he is the only hybrid of elves and vampires in history. Many people have expectations for An He, hoping to see if he can do something earth-shattering and unique.

An He didn't meet their expectations in this regard, he just lived a stable life and took action to solve problems when he encountered them. Other than that, he didn't take the initiative to make big moves.

Over time, the freshness faded, and the attention paid to An He kept decreasing.

"The blood of elves represents light, and the blood of blood represents darkness. The two contradict each other. They coexist in the body of this hybrid. It is good that he can survive. What else is special?" Eleanor said, "However, we are somewhat similar to him. .”

Isabel was puzzled: "What is the similarity?"

"We are all born monsters." Eleanor mocked.

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