Rebirth-First Class Magician

The black-haired man's voice was not heavy, and he seemed to have known that Asa's hearing was excellent, even at such a long distance.

Looking at the boy who suddenly stopped in front of him, the arc of the black-haired man's lips continued to widen.

"You know my name?" The boy's voice was still hoarse, but coherent.

Asa carefully looked at the man under the tree in the distance, and stepped back defensively with his right foot.

"Of course, you are my master." The elegant man bowed slightly, his smooth black hair fell down, and Asa could only see the high bridge of his nose.

"Owner?"

"I don't remember who I am." Eyes full of vigilance, Asa's left foot unconsciously took a step back.

"What do you want? Or, what do you want from me?"

"If you have that snake-shaped jewel necklace hanging around your neck, then you are indeed the purpose of my trip." The black-haired man straightened up, looked up at the rising sun, and smiled gently.

"As for getting it? I just want to take you home. I can explain my identity on the way, but if we delay any longer, we will have to wait until the sun goes down before going back." The slow approach made Asa retreat nervously Take a few steps.

The black-haired young man just tilted his head and sniffed the air, "What's more, your body is full of bad smell now, do you really have to wait until night to clean it?" He asked in puzzlement.

"—"

Asa sat vigilantly in the corner of the back seat of the car, keeping as far away from the black-haired man as possible.

"You don't have to be so nervous, I'm just in charge of teaching the young blood race." He explained without looking back, the black-haired young man held the steering wheel tightly and drove seriously.

"By the way, my name is Samuel——I'm your housekeeper."

"Samael." Asa nodded, repeated it, grabbed the doorknob, and asked carefully, "Do you have a driver's license?"

"..." The black-haired man frowned, "Are you sure you have lost your memory?"

Asa looked at the slowly receding street trees outside the window, "I just don't have the memory of the past, but that doesn't mean I don't have common sense."

Samuel raised his eyebrows, and said in a voice that only he could hear, "Do you really have too many memories?"

"What did you say?" Asa looked back at the man in front of him.

"It's nothing."

Asa frowned and stared at the slowly receding street trees, his mind was filled with all kinds of unease, some about the future, some about the past.

Is what this man said true?

He didn't know why he followed this person, maybe it was because the other person might know about his past, maybe it was because the pastors said they were going to contact the church in London, it might be really dangerous to be outside alone.

No matter what the reason was, the result was that he believed in this person and followed him.

"Why did I wake up from the cemetery? Did all the children crawl out of the cemetery? And are you a vampire too? Or--a vampire?" The boy dragged his sticky nasal voice, making his cold voice seem like behave in a spoiled manner.

"Your physique is special, and you need to use the death energy from the cemetery to suppress other forces in your body. By the way, do you feel it? The slight repulsive force in your body." Samael didn't mention a word about himself.

"Slight? The blood I drank last night almost made me spit it out." Asa replied with a frown, obviously recalling those bad memories about last night.

--squeak.

There was a screeching sound of brakes, and the slow-moving car came to a sudden stop.

The black-haired young man frowned and turned around, asking gloomily, "Did you suck blood? Whose?"

Asa was also taken aback by the other party's extreme reaction, and didn't think too much about blurting out his answer, "I was so hungry yesterday that I bit a gravekeeper."

Looking at the blue veins popping out from the opponent's hand holding the steering wheel, Asa's back collapsed into a stiff line, for fear that the opponent would launch a sudden attack on him.

"Isn't it normal for a vampire to devour blood?" Leaning forward slightly, with his slender jaw hooked slightly, Asa looked straight at Samuel's gloomy red gold pupils, trying to find a flaw in his expression——

Deceive his flaws.

The atmosphere became more and more tense. Just when Asa thought that Samuel was about to make a move, the gloom on the other party's face suddenly dissipated, and he smiled gently, "Of course it's normal, but cubs' stomachs are relatively fragile. , drink special blood."

When speaking, the pure gold pupils glowed with an inorganic cold light, obviously the other party was not in a happy mood.

"Really?" Asa stared at the other's pupils, trying to see something from his disobedient smile.

"You also said that you felt bad after drinking yesterday." Samuel replied firmly, his slender finger bones patted the steering wheel rhythmically.

Asa tilted his head and recalled the situation after eating yesterday, and flinched unconsciously, "What is that special blood? Tomato juice?"

Samuel raised his eyebrows, but didn't answer right away.

——Click

It wasn't until the car started the engine and drove forward slowly that Samuel said calmly, "Of course it's my blood, otherwise what do you think you want the housekeeper to do?"

"Are you a blood slave raised by the blood clan?" Asa relaxed his nerves and asked carefully, for fear of touching the other person's sensitive nerves.

Blood slave is not a nice word.

"Blood slave?" Samuel stared straight ahead and laughed softly: "Is it yours? I guess."

The joyful laughter was interrupted suddenly, Samuel frowned and glanced at the rearview mirror, "How do you know the blood slave? Are you sure you don't remember anything?"

Asa frowned and tried to recall, "The blood slave heard about it from the gravekeeper."

Samuel nodded thoughtfully and started driving the car intently.

Asa looked at the slowly receding street trees outside the black window and curled his lips. If he wasn't afraid of the sun, he would rather walk, which is too slow!

The sun in the sky has risen to the middle of the sky, and there are slowly more cars around.After Samuel turned the corner in the car, Asa saw the bustling metropolis from a distance.

Seeing the increasing number of people and vehicles on the road, Asa began to feel awkward, "Is this London?"

"Yes, today is a rare good weather in London." Samuel glanced at the boy in the mirror and smiled decently: "You are really lucky."

Asa seemed not to have heard his teasing, and asked with a frown, "Are there any other blood races in London?"

Rather than chatting with the other party, he wanted to extract some beneficial information from Samael.

"Many blood races are here, isn't the weather suitable for blood races?" While waiting for the red light, Samael tapped the steering wheel rhythmically with his fingers, "Although adult blood races can move around in the sun, but The glare of the sun still bothers them, and the fog is just to their liking."

Asa raised his head suddenly when he heard the second half of the sentence, and looked straight at the sun that was blocked out of the window, "Can I do it too? How long is the infancy of the blood race?"

"Of course. The infancy of each blood race is different. The generation of blood races with pure dark blood has the shortest infancy and the strongest ability to resist light, and these pure blood races have terrifying abilities when they grow up."

Asa looked down at the clothes on his body, and then at the fashionable clothes on the passers-by, "But I seem to have been in the cemetery for many years, and I haven't been a child until now, so what generation am I?"

When the green light came on, Samuel started the car and replied with a chuckle, "I'm going to arrest the father who gave you the first embrace." Just as Samuel finished speaking, a car whizzed by on the right side of the car. In the red convertible car, the blond young man in the car gave a middle finger to Samael...

Asa turned to look at Samuel, and said calmly: "You are really driving too slowly, why don't you replace me?"

"..."

The huge Land Rover crawled slowly and was constantly being overtaken along the way. Asa looked out the window at the pedestrians who had been walking in front of them, and completely shut up.

After turning a corner in Samael, the number of pedestrians and vehicles around suddenly decreased, and the entire street was lined with many classical and chic houses.

But some yards were luxuriously repaired, while others were overgrown with weeds and panicked.

"This is Bishop Street in the North End of London, and our home is just in front." Samuel casually raised his jaw towards the side of the road.

Asa didn't know the housing prices in London, but looking at these single-family houses with a huge area, he also guessed that these houses should be worth a lot.

Asa looked at the gorgeous buildings that were constantly receding, and said calmly, "This seems very luxurious, is it a dormitory for cubs distributed by the blood clan?"

Samuel didn't look back, but his tone was very strong, "Remember, this is your home, it's yours alone!"

Asa didn't have a sense of belonging to the family that Samael said, and raised his eyebrows noncommittally, "Does every cub have a housekeeper to take care of it? Also, I—who was it before?"

Samuel stopped the car and stared back at Asa seriously, "Ordinary low-level cubs certainly don't have a dedicated housekeeper. As for you, you are probably tired of playing outside and just found your soul at home. .”

Asa turned his head to look at the dark windows and the beautifully decorated houses in the courtyard. For some reason, he felt intense sadness from Samuel's red golden eyes, which enveloped him like a black mist.

– just found a home for the soul, huh?

The atmosphere in the car became inexplicably depressed, until Samuel parked the car in the open-air garage, neither of them said a word.

Stepping up the steps along the path in the yard, Samuel pushed open the delicate white arch and said with a smile, "Welcome back, my master."

Asa didn't move after stepping in the door, but just looked at it quietly.

From the outside, this house is at best a large area with a classical and exquisite style.

But as soon as the door is pushed open, everything in the house is full of fashionable and luxurious atmosphere. The luminous floor reflects the large chandelier like broken stars and stars on the ceiling; the broken cold white wall lamp hits the blue velvet wall; There are two arc-shaped steps facing each other, and the cold white step lights are on, as if welcoming his new owner...

But the eyes of the two people did not fall on the luxurious decoration, but looked straight at the center of the circular staircase, where there was a snake-shaped sapphire. The snake head as tall as a person was cut extremely finely. Under the illumination of the white floor tile lamp, every section reflects the lonely cold light.

Asa looked directly at the blue snake, and slowly raised his hand to press his chest. There was an identical snake there, which was a snake he didn't know.

Pressing the necklace with his fingers, his nose was suddenly filled with a fishy smell.

Asa glanced at the dried blood on his cuff, and frowned disgustedly, "...Where is the bedroom? I want to take a shower."

No one answered, Asa turned his head and saw Samael standing quietly behind him, his golden pupils were obsessively looking at the gemstone in the middle of the stairs, obviously caught in a long memory.

Without interrupting Samuel's memories, Asa walked upstairs on the ice-white stairs.

Or find it yourself.

The corridor on the second floor is very long, but there are only two rooms in total. The entire corridor is divided in half by black and white wallpaper. Not obtrusive.

In the middle of the corridor, Asa stood at the intersection of black and white, looking at it expressionlessly.

Very good, there are only two options, which saves the trouble of opening the door one by one to find the room.

But, which one is left for him?

There was a faint voice in his heart telling him to walk towards the white side, but Asa didn't listen to the voice in his heart, and walked towards the dark side instead.

Looking back, Asa didn't force himself to change direction according to his inner desire.

He was never one to back out after making a decision.

"Master, your room is over there." Samael's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Asa didn't even hear the other person's footsteps.

Asa glanced back at the black leather shoes on the opponent's feet, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you have pads on your shoes?"

Samael didn't answer, and his slender and straight legs didn't even take a step. A few seconds later, Samael appeared at the end of the white corridor. Only Asa saw the phantoms dragging out behind him.

- Click.

The silver handle of the door was unscrewed, and Samuel smiled decently, with the upturned lips making him appear friendly.

"Master, this is your room."