Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

Gloria, the Countess of Leiseno, got off the car and returned to the mansion, only to see a group of strangers walking out of the house slowly.And standing in front of the foyer watching her off was her elder brother who was an earl.

When passing by, no one in the crowd looked sideways, as if they didn't see her next to her, and walked out with a cold and arrogant appearance.

Gloria frowned slightly, and looked back at the pedestrian's back thoughtfully. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but she always felt that there was something about those people that she didn't like.

"Who are those?" Stepping forward to the door, she looked at her brother and asked.

"Some friends." Count Leiseno replied lightly.

Gloria sneered. "Why didn't I know that you and Sabat still have friendship?"

The count's cold eyes slowly swept over. "It's none of your business, you don't need to worry about it."

"Hmph." She sneered sarcastically, and strode upstairs while holding up her skirt while the servants greeted her.He slammed the door hard with a bang.

Throwing off the luxurious and precious jewelry accessories on her body, Gloria went to her dressing room deep in the room, opened the drawer of the jewelry cabinet, and took out a ruby ​​brooch from inside.

There was a look of vigilance in her eyes, she clenched the gemstone brooch tightly, blood energy was slowly poured into it, the gemstone emitted bright red light due to the activation of energy, the light fell on the ground but did not disperse, but slowly condensed, Then it turned into a blurry figure.

She looked at the blurry figure that could barely see anything except the human form, with a calm expression. "It seems that your guess is right. Sabat does have some ulterior ideas, and they are being implemented."

It was a male voice that responded to her, with a flat tone as if he didn't care. "That's not an ulterior idea, but an idea known to the world."

"You mean...Eagle Castle." Gloria stared at the phantom in front of her, as if she had already seen the person behind the phantom.Her tone was affirmative, without any hesitation or doubt.

"Sabat's seal against Ronald is bound to be won."

"Then should we do something?" Gloria frowned. "I can't guess what my brother is thinking, and I really can't see anything from his appearance. But if he really wants to cooperate with Sabat, then..."

"Camalila is ready to intervene in this matter. They and Sabat have been chasing after each other." The male voice interrupted her.

Gloria's expression was half a smile. "Are you also chasing the seal of Eagle Castle? These two groups are really boring."

"But with them, it can still delay some troubles for Ronald."

"I just don't know who Camarilla will choose to intervene in this matter this time."

"The people who can use Camarilla are always those few..." Gloria turned her eyes and unconsciously stared at a gemstone on the table, with a faint smile on her lips and a weird expression.

"Roonard is deep and unpredictable. He is the heir to the throne [Quarter] [Servant of the King] cultivated by Lessil, and his style is very similar to Sir. Diolot is his partner again. The two There are almost no scruples when they are close and join hands. And the people who can find Kamalila to stand shoulder to shoulder with them are the four [sages]. "

Gloria smiled cunningly. "The four [Saints] have different abilities and have distinct personalities. The [Guardian] Adelaide is the highest-ranking but simple-minded. Although his resourcefulness is outstanding, his strength is not enough. It's just that his talent is a bit tricky. The only thing left is Hessel, the [King] who usually keeps a low profile..."

"...Maybe, Camarilla will also choose to let two people cooperate." The man seemed to understand the meaning behind her words, paused slightly, and then said slowly.

"Whether it's one person or two people, something is going to happen between Eagle Castle and Camarilla." Gloria chuckled lightly, her eyes shining brightly.

"And your brother?"

The topic shifted to herself, and Gloria's expression turned cold again. "If he really intends to cooperate with Sabat, I don't mind cooperating with Zonghui again."

"Then, I'll wait for your next news." There was a slight smile in the male voice, and he said lightly, and the phantom in front of Gloria's eyes suddenly disintegrated.

Looking down at the tarnished gemstone brooch in her hand, Gloria looked indifferent.

"Are you really worried about Ravono's position?...Brother...Brother..."

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France - Eagle Castle

The letter in his hand slowly turned into a pool of ashes. Ronald raised his head, exchanged glances with Ansair who was opposite him, and then sighed softly.

"No."

Ansair's expression was visibly relaxed.He stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup on the coffee table, the tea in the cup had been cold during this time.However, as long as it's not something that worries them, herbal tea is no different than hot tea.

"It's like a prank." Ansair sighed as he stroked the delicately carved patterns on the rim of the teacup with his fingertips. "They're not ignorant of the consequences of that choice."

"It's fine if he's here alone, but now there's Noi." Ronald said indifferently, looking at the puddle of powder on the ground. "It's also fortunate that Camarilla is not an idiot and sent Cheryl."

"That person is easier to deal with." A subtle smile appeared on Ansair's face. "However, his talent is quite tricky."

"[Mind Guesser]?" Ronald laughed lightly. "But he's not that good at guessing what I'm thinking."

"That's good." Ansair said with a smile.Gently put down the teacup and stood up. "I'm going to tell Dio the news."

"Ah."

When Ansair went to find Diolot, he was drying Noy's long shampooed hair.The ice-blue long hair flows in the palm of your hand like a handful of icicles. It feels delicate and slightly cool to the touch, as if it is really drawn from ice and snow, and it will melt and break if you don't pay attention.

Smiling friendly at the expressionless Noy, Ansair found a chair and sat down beside them, and slowly opened his mouth while paying attention to Diolot's expression. "Camarilla sent someone to Eagle Castle."

Diolot looked down at the towel in his hand and hummed softly. "It's too late to send someone here now." After finishing speaking, he put the towel on Noy's head and rubbed it vigorously twice. "Do you know who it is?"

Ansair raised his eyebrows secretly. "It's [Holy One]."

As soon as the words fell, the movements of Diolot's hands stopped, and there was no expression on his unparalleled gorgeous and delicate face, as numb as a sculpture.He didn't seem to be ready to speak yet, but Noy, who was silent beside him, slowly turned his head, and the towel on top of his head fell down as he wiped his face. The still coldness in her eyes broke out of the darkness in an instant, making her look extraordinarily bright and cold.

"Who?"

Ansair snickered twice, stretched out his hand and waved twice. "Don't worry, it's not the [King]. Camarilla sent the [Patrollers] here. It's just the beginning, and they don't dare to show too tough an attitude all at once."

Diolot still had no expression on his face, but it could be seen that he relaxed a lot.He reached out to pick up the towel that fell on his body, got up and walked to the bathroom, his tone was dry without any hint of joy or other emotions.

"It's smart."

Ansair pursed his lips and smiled, and saw that Noy was still looking at him coldly from the side, knowing that she had guessed his intention, he laughed a little awkwardly. "I'll go to the attic to have a look."

He walked Diolot with his front foot and followed him with his back foot. "Anse."

Ansair looked back, and Diolot, dressed in white, was standing at the door. He had a beautiful face with ambiguous gender, and a slender figure. The breeze passing through the corridor gently brushed away his long ink-like hair, and his whole person seemed to be standing in a cloud. It's astonishing and full of fantasy.

Ansair's chest suddenly felt tight. "Dio, don't worry."

"I'm not worried." Diolot opened his lips softly, his pale lips were as warm as the camellias blooming in the garden in the morning, his black eyes like night were not bright, only tiny shimmers of light flickered from time to time. "If one day it really is the [King], you don't have to be so nervous." He paused, and his dark and thick eyelashes, like crow wings, trembled and fell down, blocking the light in his eyes, and reflected on his face. Casts a small indelible shadow.

"Those things are in the past tense, and he won't want to bring them up again, and neither will I."

Ansair's light sea-colored pupils darkened slightly, and he smiled for a moment, and nodded slightly.

"We understand."

No.15 The Last Words of the Night [Part [-]]

This is Master Horse.A dark city.

The time of its establishment is unverifiable, and its role in the past has many arguments, but now, its role is only a port for human beings and non-human beings of the dark forces to exchange trade or personnel turnover.

Yes, it is built on the frontier where the dark world borders the human world. Therefore, it is called LIMBO - the border of hell, but many humans call it theirs - the fallen city.

In Master Horse, there is no day.But people can see that on the other side of the Twin River in the sand dunes outside the city, at the dawn of every human world, the light of day is like a drama that slowly unfolds from bottom to top, slowly replacing the other side of the Twin River. sky and world.In Masterma, which never sees day, a strange scene is formed in which the black and white world is cut by the river.

Human ships came slowly along the river from that daylight, stopped at the port outside the city, and then delivered the goods