Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

Take out a cigarette and put it in your mouth.He took out the lighter and lit it again.

Looking at his appearance, Diolot's smiling face gradually faded away. He straightened up and walked to Ronald's side to look at the lake outside the castle. "No matter what the content of our meeting is, [cutting point] will always be an issue that cannot be ignored, and the following [Bird Dance Night] will definitely set off a bloody storm there." Ronald on the side said lightly .

"It's unavoidable no matter what." Diolot said carelessly, flicking the long hair hanging on his chest. "After the triangular meeting is over, let's go back to France together. I can't let go of this group of lunatics."

"Hmm..." Ronald took off his unfinished cigarette and pressed it on the balcony, watching the annihilated Mars and sighing softly. "I have a bad feeling, Dio."

"Huh?" Diolot looked at him suspiciously.

An indescribable worry appeared on Ronald's face. "Although the Lovind family has nothing to do with [Cut Point] this time, I always feel..." "It's because she is here." Diolot interrupted him softly.

"Ok?"

"Because she's here—Feng Wuyang."

"..." Ronald was a little dazed when he heard the name officially pronounced for the first time. "Ah...she..."

Diolot looked away from his face and silently fell into the lake outside the window. "She is from the Lowind family, and her goal is... the seal of [cut point]. No matter what, the two have been connected because of her. Although the current connection is still very weak, it will soon Yes, it will..."

"..." Ronald bowed his head when he heard this.

"Ron." Diolot called his name suddenly.

"What?" He raised his head and saw that he was looking at him from the side, and the bright black pupils on his beautiful and delicate face were staring at him intently like jewels.

That gesture somehow made me feel sad.

"Ron," Diolot gently opened his lips. "I'm so happy to be with you this far, really."

"...What are you talking about?!" Ronald became more and more uncomfortable as he heard it, and his brows were tightly frowned. "What do you want?" He snapped at his hand.

"No, I don't want to do anything, I just want to thank you." Diolot chuckled and shook his head. "I just feel so lucky to be with you for so long."

"Dior..."

"It's you who let me have the present, I'm very happy." Diolot slowly withdrew his hand from his palm, turned his head and looked out the window. "So, I won't stop you from doing what you want."

"Don't miss your beloved girl because of me."

"..." Ronald looked at his empty palms in silence for a long time, and finally spoke slowly.

"I remember once, I told you..."

"—No matter what, I won't abandon you."

"..." Diolot remained silent.After a long time, he just smiled and sighed, shook his head and turned to leave.

Ronald watched his back disappear into the corner of the corridor, looked back to the window, and frowned as he thought of something.

"I never knew there was another person between you." The man's deep and pleasant voice suddenly appeared from behind, with a meaningful smile.

"It's not the kind of relationship you think." Ronald said with a headache. "It's two completely different things, two people who have nothing to do with each other."

"Is it difficult for you to find a balance between these two people?" The man walked forward slowly, his appearance and movements were incredibly elegant and wonderful, his gentle and beautiful light blue eyes narrowed slightly because of his smile, and his expression was calm Like roses blooming in the night.

"You think too much, Ansair." Ronald was a little dumbfounded. "One of them is my partner, and the other is the woman I like. Do I need any special balance?"

"Oh...but, Ron," Ansair nodded reassuringly, then blinked at him. "What is the relationship between Diolotte and you? It's hard for us all to grasp. You are indeed partners, but..." "But we are more like... couples, right." Ronald smiled lightly. Take his word for it. "Hmm...probably." Ansair frowned hesitantly.

"No, not entirely." Ronald was silent for a few seconds and shook his head lightly. "Ansair, you should know that the Sovereign Seat [Four Parties] must sign a contract as a link."

"Everyone knows this."

"Actually..." Ronald paused, looked at him with some hesitation, and spoke slowly. "Diolot and I are also the maintainers of this contract..."

Ansair's expression became a little incredulous. "You? How is it possible? [The King's Servant] cannot sign a contract in advance! Master Falbert allowed it?"

"I know...uncle acquiesced to our actions at that time..." Ronald's confused expression appeared on his face. "Although everyone knows that [The King's Servant] cannot sign a contract in advance, Diolot at that time really reached the point where he would die without a pillar. I had to do this..."

Ansair looked at him in surprise. "I know that Diolot was seriously injured...but what does this have to do with the contract?"

Ronald smiled wryly. "You know the grievances between Diolot and his brother?"

"I've heard of this. It is said that Diolot disappeared after that time... It turned out to be in Malfahorn? No wonder you have been together since then." Ansair looked at him in disbelief.

"Diolot was... seriously injured in that fight." Ronald explained carefully while brewing up words. "You don't know, that guy Diolot actually doesn't want to be a blood race at all... He cares about his brother very much, to the point where they will collapse after they turn against each other."

Ansair was dumbfounded.He didn't see Diolot as such at all.

"There is nothing similar to him now, right?" Ronald smiled helplessly, seeing what he was thinking. "It's because of that fight that he became like this. When I first met him, he was almost dead—dead."

"That's why you signed a contract with him?" Ansair felt that the connection between the two was a bit weak.

"I was taking care of him at that time." Ronald explained briefly.

"Oh...so you have sympathy?" Ansair raised one eyebrow. "I really can't see that you are such a..." "Hey, it's not time to tease me." Ronald sighed. "Maybe it's sympathy for him or something else. Anyway, I can't let him go alone. At that time, he urgently needed someone to trust him to accompany him. I took it for granted."

"No wonder he is so close to you..." Ansair suddenly realized.

"That's impossible." Ronald looked out the window. "For me, Diolot is my responsibility, I have to take good care of him. I will give him everything he wants... I love him, but it's not the same as love..."

"Actually, you want to say that you are more like inseparable relatives." Ansair smiled.

"Perhaps. But will the relatives of the blood race be like this?" Ronald laughed. "How dare you say that?"

Ansair didn't speak, but turned his head and chuckled.Perhaps he also felt that this group of people could not be described with ordinary words.

Ronald smiled and looked outside the castle.The light in his eyes slowly dimmed.

Soon, this land will be stained red with blood...

Yes, soon, soon...

Isn't it just a matter of a moment...

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Rice Manor

At dusk, the car stopped at the gate of Rice Manor, and the butler stood at the gate to greet her with a smile.

"Welcome back, Lord Ronald, Lord Diolot. And welcome your visit, Lord Ansair."

"It's been so long since I haven't seen you, you still look energetic, Oliver." Ansair nodded with a smile, and followed the three of them into the manor.

Syl was sitting in the living room drinking tea, when he saw them walk in, he put down his teacup and coughed lightly. "Long time no see, Ansair. You're getting more and more handsome."

"Thank you, Lord Syl, for your compliment." Ansair nodded with a smile. "But no matter what Ans is, he can't compare to the members of the Lai family." The Lai family is generally recognized as the embodiment of the most beautiful form of the blood family, and the narcissist Toredo family can only admit that this is an indisputable fact.

"The mouth is still so sweet." Syl snorted softly and raised his hand to signal them to sit down.

"I called you here today because of some things that are inconvenient to discuss publicly at the meeting..."

Ronald raised his eyebrows slightly. "Is it referring to [cut point]?"

Syl lowered his eyes. "Yes...not all of them."

"Then specifically..."

"You all know that during the [Masquerade Ball], the owner of the Feng family was specially invited..."

"Yes."

"It's just..." Diolot was a little strange. "Isn't this matter being discussed at the meeting?"

"Ron Dior, you always know Feng Wuyang's purpose." Syl didn't answer him directly.

"I know." Speaking of this, Ronald's expression was always complicated.

"Ans, I invite you here this time because I hope you can help Ron and the others." Syl suddenly turned his head and looked to the side.