Forced to lie down after wearing cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

After these words came out, Wen Chu felt that Wei Siqi probably noticed something.

He met those eyes and gave a faint "oh".

Vesch didn't seem to intend to let him go, and kept saying: "Everyone's actions and thoughts will be affected by the surrounding environment. Lavel chose to help humans because of his mother. Humans living here will not resist. It's because their minds are domesticated, what about you? You're not like the people here."

"Thank you for the compliment." Wen Chu moved Visky's head away very calmly, "Everyone is different, so we can't generalize."

Wisch frowned: "It's true in principle, but..."

Wen Chu interrupted him, and changed the subject again: "You just said that the humans that Lavel helped before are all dead, how did they die?"

Wisch tilted his head: "What do you think?"

"He hates you so much," Wen Chu guessed wildly, "Could it be that you killed them?"

"No," Wisch sat on the chair, "I just said that the human beings here will not resist. One is that there is a huge difference in ability, and the other is that they were basically arrested when they were young, and there are not many people who accept correct ideas. Opportunities, no sense of resistance, and I have long been accustomed to this depressive but somewhat stable life."

"Lavel once took those people out of here, but at that time there was just a war outside, those people didn't know how to survive, and died soon in that environment," Wisch pouted, "La Will was a kid at the time, but it wasn't me, it was silly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Carlin's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Master Lavelle, why are you here?"

Wisch froze for a moment, swallowed his saliva, slowly turned to the door with his head a little stiff, and saw the person leaning quietly on the door frame.

In the next second, the kid Visky broke through the window and ran away, faster than Fred was thrown out.

Wen Chu: "..."

He was pretty good in front of Fred just now, but now he's scared as soon as he changes.

He looked at Lavelle: "Didn't you say something happened? Why are you back?"

"I saw Fred when I was leaving, and there was such a big commotion just now," Lavelle smiled faintly, "I can't do it if I don't come back."

Karin looked at Wen Chu: "Your friend wants to come and see you."

"Ah?" Wen Chu stood up and walked towards the door, "Have you come over already?"

"I brought him here," Carlin said, "and he's waiting downstairs."

Now that you've come here, it's meaningless to hide it like this.Wenchu ​​looked at Lavelle.

Lavelle straightened up: "I'll go with you."

Wen Chu walked with him, thought for a while and asked, "What's the matter with Wei Siqi?"

"You mean the thing about him not drinking blood?" Lavelle said. "I don't know either."

"Ah?" Wen Chu was stunned for a moment, "You don't know? But...he knew you were a mixed race, I thought you knew each other very well."

"Next time I'll take you to the room where he was locked up." Lavelle said.

"Take me?" Wen Chu asked, "Why did you take me? How do you get there?"

"Sneak in while the two of them are away," Lavelle said, "Don't you want to know? There should be a lot of secrets there."

"I want to know because I want to know..." Wen Chu was confused, and he said in a low voice but seriously, "I'm useless, aren't you afraid of being found out if you take me?"

Lavelle looked at Wen Chu's extraordinarily serious expression, and smiled: "With me here, I won't be discovered."

Wen Chu stopped suddenly, looked at him, and pointed his index finger left and right: "Are you... in a good mood?"

This person should have heard what Wei Siqi said just now, isn't he angry when he is scolded?

Lavelle made a "hmm".

Wen Chu: "Just now..."

"Wesch was right," Lavelle said, "It was really stupid at that time, and I had an ideal attitude towards everything, and I couldn't imagine many things, and I was probably protected too well until I experienced it later. Some things, and then gradually understand these truths.”

Wen Chu looked at Lavelle, waiting for him to continue.

Lavelle was originally not going to say anything, but after seeing Wen Chu's eyes, he unconsciously said, "When I was young, I took them out and settled them down. Before I left, I gave them some precious items. I thought it would be enough. They lived. But I didn’t expect that when I went out later, I spent a long time and found their bodies.”

He paused and clenched his fingers: "I made up my mind at that time, and I won't do this kind of thing again in the future."

"Since it's already been decided," Wen Chu asked, "then...why do you want to save me?"

"I don't really know," Lavelle said. "Probably just a whim."

Wen Chu was taken aback.

"But now it seems... maybe there is still a reason."

Wen Chu asked, "What's the reason?"

"Your friend is up front," Lavelle said suddenly, "something is wrong."

Wen Chu frowned, walked forward quickly, turned a corner and saw Qi Shi lying on the ground, a blood race was kicking him fiercely, Qi Shi grunted, and a little blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Blood, people also fainted directly.

Wen Chu had no expression on his face, he took out the small electric prod he was carrying on his body, took off the leather case, opened it to the maximum, and threw it towards the blood before he kicked the second kick.

The electric baton precisely hit the blood race's back, and out of tune screams rang out in the hall. The blood race was so shocked that he lay on the ground, his clothes behind his back were scorched black, and blood was exposed. Staggered to stand up, still cursing obscenities: "Who the fuck!"

The yelling and scolding voice suddenly became hoarse when he saw Lavel behind him, and his momentum subsided in an instant. He gritted his teeth and rubbed his back, not knowing what to say. After a while, his face showed a proficient flattery Smile: "Lord Lavelle..."

When Wen Chu walked over, the electric baton had already fallen to the ground. He tipped his toes, bent over slightly, and the thin cloth outlined a smooth arc, and then the electric baton landed firmly in his hand.

He was not in a good mood, his face was also cold, his movements when he bent over were neat and good-looking, and he exuded a different kind of temperament.

Lavelle kept staring at him, didn't hear the buzzing of the person beside him, he noticed it after a while, and glanced at the person beside him impatiently: "Are you... Earl Gera?"

Gera's eyes lit up, but Lavelle still remembered his name and title: "Yes, I am."

"Is that so... Is there no one in the blood race? Can someone like you become an earl?" He sneered, and he didn't even want to look at him again. "From now on, you are no longer a nobleman."

After he finished speaking, he ignored the man's astonished expression and walked towards Wen Chu.

Wen Chu put Qi Shi's arm around his neck, trying to pull him up, but Lavelle suddenly stopped his movement: "Karin, take him back."

Wen Chu considered his own strength, and handed Qi Shi over to Karin.Then he looked at the blood clan next to him who hadn't recovered from his demotion.

Lavel stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally poked Wen Chu's shoulder with his finger: "You go back first, and I will take care of it."

Wen Chu glanced at Lavelle, then at Karin's back, and nodded.

"Why do you want to get rid of my title?" Guerra came over, "Master Lavelle, that human being who knows nothing about the sky and the earth came here without permission, and hit me while walking, shouldn't it be..."

Lavelle ignored him, looked at the civilian vampire patrolling nearby, and asked, "How many times did he kick that human?"

"Five."

Lavelle frowned, and when he turned around, he saw Kevin standing beside him at some point.

"Let go of my pigeons," Kevin smiled, "Come here to punish a little earl for your pet?"

"He's not a pet." Lavelle said coldly, "I didn't promise to talk to you either."

Kevin didn't speak, and he walked slowly in front of Gera: "It's just an earl, how can you punish it yourself?"

Guerra was a little scared in front of Lavelle. The fear was not very deep, and it was flattering, but in front of Kevin, there was only deep fear left.His legs were shaking a little at this moment, and he never expected that he would vent his emotions and punish a human being, which would lead to such consequences: "Master Kevin, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Kevin suddenly stretched out his hand and pierced his entire chest.

Gela's eyes widened suddenly, the corners of his eyes turned white, his body struggled violently and shook uncontrollably, and within a few seconds, his head drooped feebly.

Kevin withdrew his hand and looked at the vampire who was falling straight in front of him. The wound showed no signs of healing. He shook off the blood on his hand with some disgust, took out a handkerchief and wiped it: "Go down too."

Soon, only he and Lavelle were left here.

"For things you don't like, just let him disappear, why waste time," Kevin looked at him, "I should have taught you before."

"Most of what you taught me was wrong."

"Then what your mother taught you is all right?" Kevin smiled and walked towards him, "She made you kind and asked you to help others more. What happened?"

"I thought I'd come out after staying in it for decades, and when you grow up, you won't be as stupid as before, but I didn't expect that you not only adopted another human being," the golden color of his pupils seemed to be a little heavier , with an unclear tone, "He even learned to suck blood."

"What does it matter to you what I'm going to do?" Lavelle said. "My parents don't care about me."

"Duke Lavelle," Kevin said, "then you may have to run to your parents' grave to see if they will crawl out to take care of you."

Lavelle blinked, looked at Kevin, but smiled suddenly: "What? I sucked blood and tarnished my special identity as a mixed race. Does it bother you?"

"Kevin, if you want to do something to him," Lavelle reached out and took off the golden badge on Kevin's chest, with a light tone, "I don't mind doing something either."

After he finished speaking, he threw the golden badge back and turned to leave.

Kevin caught the badge and looked down: "Did you forget the fate of the people you helped at that time?"

"You've been in the room for decades, and you probably don't know what's going on in the outside world," Lavelle said after a pause, "and he's different from others."

Wei Siqi is right, Wen Chu is different from the people he has come into contact with, and seems to have a life that is incompatible with this dead air. Lavelle doesn't know why he feels this way, he just thinks that he is part of this dark world. The only special existence in the blood clan.

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