Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

Do you need to think about it? Ansair suggested. "I don't mind my friend becoming my brother-in-law." "Such a change is actually not bad.

"...I don't have time to think about that yet, Ans." He was helpless and didn't want to get too entangled in this matter.The purpose of coming here is completely hidden, Ansair will not know the anxiety in his heart, and he will not say it, but it does not mean that he is not affected.

"Okay, we can wait a little longer." Ansair was very patient. "Anyway, my sister would be happy too."

"Don't delay your sister for me. She's a sensible girl."

"It's just a pity that such a good girl can't catch your eyes." Ansair teased with a smile. "Because she's not pretty enough? I heard that another [Servant of the King] in Bloody Night Castle is very beautiful. Your vision must be very high."

Stop talking about this.He sighed helplessly, turned around and walked back. "I'm tired, I'll go back first."

"Hey, Ron! You really don't want to think about it anymore!" Ansair still wanted to match him and his sister.

He finally couldn't help turning his head back, and said viciously: "If your sister is more beautiful than [King's Servant] in Blood Night Castle, I will consider it."

It was just a conversation without much nutrition.It's really just a conversation that doesn't make any sense.There is no meaning to include any sentence or word he said, which has no connection with his real opinion in the slightest.

But if he had known that that ambiguous conversation would have such a big impact on his future, if he had known that his intentional perfunctory sentence would affect a person's life, at that time he would have simply, Seriously answer Ansel:

It has nothing to do with beauty, it has nothing to do with looks.

But it was too late, after all, it was too late.It was this unintentional sentence that suddenly twisted what should have been smooth into irreversible pain.

He believed that Uncle Sil hadn't forgotten.

Just like he couldn't forget, none of the people present at that time could forget.

Similarly, nothing could make him feel more sad than what they experienced afterwards.

So that every day in the future, his bloody memory about that day will be filled with such a huge, but unrepentant sadness.

No.16 Eyes of Sudden Night Turbulence 【Part [-]】

France - [Cut Point] Eagle Fort

The deep sleep was awakened by the shaking of the magic net.

Diolot opened his eyes, and there was a faint glint of cold light from the window with the curtains closed. He didn't know whether it was the light of the courtyard or the faint light of the morning sky.

And approaching, the sound of horseshoes.

There are guests.

Diolot got up and glanced at the wall clock on the wall. It was still late at night, and the time chosen by the customer was really good.

After changing into pajamas, he opened the door and left the room.The lights of the castle at night are weak, and the cold wind brings a gloomy feeling. The luxurious castle is soaked in the night at this moment, completely losing the gentleness of the day, and becoming disturbing like a ghost.

Outside the foyer of the house, Ronald stood there early and waited, the night wind fluttered his black windbreaker, but his tall and straight figure was as indestructible as a rock in the sea.At this moment, his cold and stern eyes are fixed on the direction of the garden woods. In the dark night, the woods are like ghosts, and only countless layers of shadows can be seen in the woods. Voice.

Diolot stepped forward and stood side by side with him, their gazes fell towards the direction of the woods.In the depths of the slightly deepened pupils was a faint blood-red flame, cutting the world in his eyes into nowhere small pieces with faintly flickering dark purple lines of latitude and longitude, and these cut landscapes were accompanied by what he could. Feeling the squeeze of space and constantly twisting and distorting.

The sound of hooves was getting closer.The wind in the courtyard became fierce, different from the cold wind in the cold night before, this gust of wind carried an indescribable fishy smell and piercing coldness, like a wind beast baring its ferocious fangs, howling If you are caught by it, you will be injured.

Ronald narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped forward and took a step sideways, protecting Diolot behind him.His movement was natural and smooth, as if he had done it countless times.

Diolot sighed softly, and raised his eyes on his shoulders. The scenery in the direction of the woods has been completely distorted by the darkness. At the core of the distorted position, it has become a thick black vortex, whirling and overflowing with bursts of cold fishy smell. The vortex gradually expanded in the air, and finally became fixed in an elliptical shape, and the whirling airflow in the center of the vortex flashed white lightning from time to time.The sound of galloping horseshoes was getting closer, and then they stepped out of the oval vortex very suddenly and very naturally. They were four "giant horses" with a height of two to three meters. There is no difference, except that the hair on the whole body is blacker, brighter and smoother, the mane on the neck and four feet is very long, the body is covered with a carriage harness, and the head is covered by a special mask, only revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.There is a conspicuous white reverse cross mark on the buttocks of the "giant horse", representing their affiliation.

The "Giant Horses" ran out of the vortex pulling a dark iron-skinned carriage. The exterior of the carriage was covered with black and silver iron sheets. The patterns and sculptures on the iron sheets were extremely exquisite and luxurious. Reverse cross, in such a dark night, the bright cross is like a light bulb exuding dazzling brilliance.

The carriage stopped in the courtyard in front of the castle, and the "giant horses" shook their heads and let out a low neighing. They glanced at the owner of the castle not far in front of them, and backed away a little uneasy.

Diolot put his hands on Ronald's shoulders, looked at the carriage in front of him and let out a low laugh. "Fortunately, it's quite low-key." Even though he said so, judging from his expression and tone, there was still an indelible sense of ridicule and sarcasm.

Ronald smiled and said nothing, looking at the carriage with interest.

The door of the carriage was quickly pulled open, and a small staircase extended from the door to the ground. A tall, thin, dark brown long-haired man in a windbreaker stepped down from the door, turned around and bowed gracefully to them, raised his right arm and tapped his chest. body.

"Praise Fran. Grein [Patroller] Cheryl McAvey, and send my regards to the respected [Wolf of the Throne] Ronald Lord, and Lord [Predator] Diorot. Two, night install."

Diolot smiled and raised his hand to caress the corner of his lips, and looked at the man in front of him with a smile, without saying a word.

Ronald raised the corners of his lips and took a step forward, nodding slightly in return. "Praise Fran. Welcome to [Eagle Castle], Earl Sherrill."

"I came here this time to help Lord Ronald, so you don't need to care about etiquette." Cheryl raised his head and smiled slightly to meet Ronald's scrutinizing eyes.He is the person with the most outstanding appearance among Camarilla's [Heavenly Kings]. However, facing Ronald and the well-known Diorot today, his appearance looks a lot more ordinary.

"Hehe." Ronald was noncommittal.Slightly turned to look at Diolot who was standing there. "Since everyone knows each other, I won't make any introductions, Earl Sherrill, please."

"Duke Diolot." Cheryl gave Diolot a friendly smile.

"Praise Fran. [Heavenly King] Cheryl... It's the first time we meet, I hope you have a good time here." Diolot looked at him with interest and said slowly. "We still have a partner, I don't know if he is awake now..." "Praise Fran. Dior, are you teasing me in front of the guests?" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Ansair smiling The gentle voice approached slowly.The three of them looked sideways, and saw Ansair with bright pale blond hair and light blue eyes slowly walking from behind the flowerbed on the other side.Seeing Cheryl, he nodded lightly. "Earl Cheryl."

"The Marquis of Ansair has been here all along." Cheryl replied with a chuckle. "I met your family before I left and they asked me to bring greetings."

"Thank you Earl, I'm sorry." Ansair tickled the corners of his lips as thanks, and then nodded to Ronald and Diolot.

"Since the one who should come has come, let's get down to business." Diolot raised his eyebrows slightly, and lightly bumped Ronald next to him with his shoulder.

"Okay. Everyone please." Ronald nodded and motioned for everyone to enter the door.

Cheryl followed with a smile, and the moment he stepped into the foyer, he looked back and waved lightly at the carriage in the courtyard. The four carts hissed and galloped towards the space vortex when they came, and then disappeared in the space that returned to normal after.

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"According to our information, the Orse Asabat blood clan on the ground has already started to take action, and they will take action against [Eagle Fort] soon."

"Basically, there is no one who doesn't know about the seal now." Ronald looked down at the servant serving the tea and replied lightly. "As for what they are going to do, I have an idea. It depends on when they come."

"It should be soon." Diolot looked at Cheryl in front of him with a half-smile. "Camalila is here, can Sabat be slower than them."

Feeling the sarcasm hidden in his tone, Cheryl smiled and didn't care, and turned to talk about another matter. "Stayed in Mastermar for a while before I came here."

"Oh?" The three of them raised their eyes when they heard his words.

Feeling the gaze on his body, Cheryl pursed his lips slightly, and looked at Diolot in front of him with a little smile in his eyes. "