Elijah finally got his wish and concluded a peace agreement with various ethnic groups in the French area.But what to say? ——This is the French territory.Everyone understands that the weight of that paper agreement is really only the weight of a piece of paper.

Elijah kept his word, but he was not a fool.He understands, of course, that a ruthless iron fist will be needed to ensure the agreement works.Fortunately, the power of the ancestors is the unshakable "iron fist rule".

Witches celebrate a traditional festival, Blessings.People in the French Quarter offer gifts to the witch to get her blessing.

Klaus and Elijah are busy intimidating and luring vampires and werewolves, accepting invitations to traditional witch festivals.

Without Davina, Lin An would not be willing to participate in this so-called "Blessing Festival".Witches are servants of nature, and what Lin An sees is their selfishness and brutality.In many legends, witches may pray for people to avoid disasters, or represent the incarnation of evil forces.In the French area, it is clearly the latter.

The big, pompous festival is more a demonstration than a celebration of tradition.The power shown by witches, vampires, werewolves, and humans all shocked.

Lin An looked at Davina on the platform from a distance. She recovered her magic and accepted everyone's praise.Believe that at this moment she is happy from the bottom of her heart.

The tradition of Blessings is that people give gifts and witches give blessings.Davina was intentionally isolated, and everyone's sacrifices were arranged to be sent to the other two blessing witches.The lonely girl was "kidnapped" on the altar, isolated and ignored in a clumsy way, even childish.

Thinking about it carefully, the battles between all ethnic groups in the French area are bloody and childish.These creatures are powerful and terrifying, but there is a part of their personality that never gets a chance to grow.Like Klaus.

A small and exquisite gift was delivered to Lin An. "Go ahead," said Mr. Claus, who had just been criticized for being unhealthy.

Lin An walked over, ignored the intentional dissuasion, and put the gift in Davina's hands.In this chaotic world, perhaps, some people's personalities cannot grow soundly, while others' personalities are slowly decaying.We've all been crippled, and there's always something left.love, or friendship.

Lin An should have left earlier so that he would not have witnessed this bloody killing.

A sudden disaster may be more willing to appear in a cheerful way.The band in white dresses was still playing happily one second, but suddenly cut their pulses collectively in the next second.Taking out the small dagger, the movement of cutting the wrist was calm and deep.The viscous liquid surged out instantly, and the thick bloody smell was pungent and nauseating.

Marcel's bloody declaration of war.Elijah's attempts to control were in vain, and the fictitious peace contract was completely torn up.Those who fall to the ground and lose their lives will have a proper and normal reason for their death.The screaming, gnawing, and crying that filled my ears just now are things that do not belong to the real world.Lin An envied those people who didn't know the truth.

If he is used to blood and death, facing everything without having nightmares, then Lin An has never been used to it.She couldn't imagine how the person who created all this blood could sleep soundly in the dark?Waking up in the middle of the night, she couldn't help but wonder, would they remember those faces, and how would they escape this huge shadow?The shadow turned into a tangible hand, controlling her silently.She kept seeing those blurred faces, standing silently, with blood oozing from every pore on their bodies, continuously...

Lin An didn't agree to Marcel's sudden request, but he didn't refuse either. —for Kami's uncle, Father Kieran.

"It's a life, Lynn," said Marcel, serious and sincere.Lin An couldn't help laughing.The bloody events of last night were still vivid in her memory, but the executioner came to remind her how precious life is!

In fact, what Marcel said was only for Lin An.And Lin An really couldn't bear another face in the nightmare - a familiar face.

Lin An is not a blind self-sacrificer, the consequences of using blood last time are still deeply engraved in his bones and blood.That kind of pain is so frightening that even thinking about it can't help but shudder.

But many times we cannot control ourselves, which makes Lin An feel extremely powerless.When the distorted face of Father Kieran clearly appeared in her dream, Lin An already knew what choice she would make in the end.Marcel probably knew too, so he didn't urge him again.

Lin An called Marcel and said, "I can promise to help Father Kieran, but there is one condition." Lin An heard his own voice extremely calm.Marcel fell silent.

Suddenly, Lin An asked mockingly: "If my condition is that you have to give up the fight for this city, Marcel? How would you choose?"

After a long time, Marcel said, "I'm sorry, Lin An. I..."

"Stop, Marcel!" Lin An interrupted him, "...you are so lonely against him, isn't it because you know deep down in your heart that he doesn't really want to kill you? Otherwise, What you did to him is enough to kill you thousands of times..."

"..."

"I have only one condition, Marcel. Send Davina and Tim out of here. You know it's the best thing for her." If anyone can get out of here, whole, then all they can do is make it.

In the dark and old attic, Father Kieran has completely lost his will, is crazy and violent.All creatures are demons in his eyes and need to be destroyed.

Lin An still can't believe that her blood can save a person who fell into madness.Even if it is true.

She didn't ask Marcel again whether he kept his promise, it was the trust that had to be chosen from the beginning of making a decision.There is a deep feeling of desolation in my heart, with a wound that no one knows but cannot heal.Tiny blood beads flowed continuously, like small red gemstones, round and clear, but they would constantly consume the body's energy.

The cracks in the city are constantly widening, the massacre of Marcel, the explosion of the werewolf in the mouth of the river, the next disaster will only be more tragic.Witches, humans, vampires, werewolves, no one is safe.

Lin An thought that there was no way to hide this wound, because any of them could easily detect the smell of blood.But no, Klaus, Cole, Elijah, none.Whether it was their busyness leading to neglect, or her blood had really become tasteless, Lin An decided not to mention it anymore.

And right now, a world is collapsing.

Another world where all supernatural beings are trapped.

By the time they left Mystic Falls, Silas was already trying to break down the inferno that trapped the supernatural beings.The first immortal, Silas, never needed just awakening, but destruction, the destruction of everything that tried to prevent him from being reunited with his lover in the other world after death.If the era of Silas is regarded as the beginning of supernatural beings, then the entanglement of this supernatural world stems from love.Started with love, but ended up dying alone.

Love and hate can never be separated from each other, so this entanglement has no end.

Klaus's real nightmare has never been more than one person, his father, Michael.Another world is collapsing, and the boundaries with this world are blurred, giving Michael the ability to continue to do what he loves most, torturing his children, even after death.Lin An could only hug him in the dark, trying to comfort his sorrow and anger.But some wounds are not destined to heal.His heart, and her body.

The wound on the arm expanded for no reason, and the thick gauze was always soaked by blood quickly, and it was almost impossible to conceal it.Cole found out quickly, but Klaus didn't.He is too busy.Lin An could only ask Cole to keep it secret.She refuses to use Cole's blood to heal the wound.

"Wait a little longer." Lin An said.

She didn't realize it, but deep in her heart, she hoped that Klaus would find out immediately. Even if she didn't at first, after being ignored, she would have some complaints and secret expectations.

From the bedroom to the studio, this is the range of activities that Lin An visits the most.In the morning and evening, she usually sits in the courtyard reading a book, and Klaus is occasionally there, but more recently she is alone.She has been able to skillfully remove and change the gauze by herself. It has been nearly a day and a night, and her body can hardly bear the consumption speed.

The morning wind was slightly cool, Lin An was wrapped in a blanket and curled up on the wicker chair, with a few pages of messy sketches scattered on his knees.

Elijah came quickly with Haili in his arms.Lin An got up from the chair and saw Klaus and Genevieve who had the same dignified expression.

Hailey was not breathing, neither Genevieve's spell nor Klaus' blood had any effect.Lin An was caught off guard by the sudden change and stood aside dumbfounded.They didn't dare to approach them, for fear of causing trouble to their rescue.In this world, the only thing she can help is probably not to make trouble.

Hayley was eventually rescued by Genevieve's spell, and finally decided to move back into the Michaelson family.Lin An was tired of her meaningless "experience". She stared at the blood oozing from her arm. How can a limited life that can end at any time and an infinite life stay together?

She heard him say to Hailey, "I want you to stay here, our daughter should be raised by her parents, in her own home."

Lin An couldn't help laughing.

She and Klaus seem to have walked into a vicious circle, approaching, moving away, getting closer again, and moving away again...Who will be the first to get tired?Or numb.

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