The Blood Hourglass

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I thought it was still another afternoon, but when I fell asleep, I lost it in a flash.

"Get up, class is going to be late." Lace will never let me go easily, I thought so when she was pushed to wake up.

"Yeah! It's time to go to class." When I opened my eyes, everything had become different.

"Luvian, when did you drink blood again?" Lace looked at me and asked in surprise.

"Drinking blood? No." I gently touched my chest with my hand, feeling the life flowing in it comfortably. It turned out that there was nothing wrong with it, and a smile was raised at the corner of my mouth.

"But... Your eyes are very red, and your hair..." Seeing me standing up, she hurriedly gave way to me. From the look in her eyes, I could see that she had treated me for the first time. A trace of fear.

"Then you better be careful." As I said, I took a cloak from the hanger, put it on, then put on my hat, and snapped the brim to my nose.

"Are you going to go to class like this?" When she saw that I was going to go out like this, she rushed up and pulled my sleeve.

"Well, can't it?" As I said, I threw her hand away, lifted the thermos, and left the dormitory like wind.

"Luvian, wait for me!" Lace ran after her.

"Why are you so slow?" When she caught up with me, I was already standing at the door of the classroom.

"You are too fast, wrong, is your injury healed?" She suddenly thought.

"Completely." I answered and pushed in.

Inside the door, Saferot was standing on the podium at this time. Except for me and Lace, all the students had arrived. Seeing us suddenly entering, they all looked at us with strange eyes.

Before I stepped into the classroom, Saferot rushed over and hugged my shoulders. I slowly raised my head and looked directly into his eyes, thinking it was the indifference in my eyes that stabbed him deeply. After a while, his hand slowly fell from my shoulder, so I went straight to my seat When I walked through the podium, I put the thermos flask on it.

"L... Luvian, is your health better?" Saffrot stopped behind me.

"Very good, thank you teacher for your concern." I didn't stop, Lace followed closely and sighed softly, "You are really strong!"

"Is this bad?" I asked disapprovingly.

"There is nothing good or bad, this is a problem between the two of you, and it has nothing to do with me." Lace is not a nosy person, so for me, it is more appropriate to be a roommate.

"Okay, classmates, now we continue to class." Saferot turned and faced the blackboard, slowly writing and talking. As for what he was talking about, I had no interest at all, so naturally I was lying on the table. Seeing outside the window, Xiao wondered how he could find out the rest of the third generation and the identity of that woman.

Now Saffrot can’t count on it, so everything is on his own. Finding the third generation is something you can meet but not ask for, so I plan to put it aside first. What I can do now is to find the crystal coffin first. The identity of the Chinese woman, maybe she is still the third generation. But how do you find out her identity? Eiskell, who knew her identity, had disappeared, and Saferot would not say, then. . . Who else? Do Sina and Foster know?

But even if they knew it, now I don't know where they are! Last time I didn't see them in the Moon Palace, where did they go?

"Luvian." Viher on the side called me softly.

"Yeah." I answered, but my face still turned out the window.

"What are your plans for the future?" Viher asked seriously.

"I plan to raise the lace first, and kill the other third generation first." I pulled the brim down again, then hugged my arms tightly, planning to go to sleep like this.

"Can you tell me why you want to kill the third generation?" Wiher is rarely curious about some things.

"Is this related to you?" I was suspicious of his identity, just to inquire.

"Of course it is related. Have you forgotten the fact that I am Lace's brother and the third generation?" There was a puzzled expression in his eyes.

"So you really are... But when did you tell me that you are the third generation? Why didn't I know." I stared straight into his eyes, and when I woke up, I always felt that others were looking at me. The look in my eyes always feels strange when I talk to me.

"Did you remember it, or did you forget it again?" He sighed helplessly.

"What do you remember? Forgot? When did I forget?"

"Do you really know that you have lost your memory for a while?"

"I have amnesia?" This kind of plot that was only seen in the book actually happened, and it also happened to a vampire like me.

"Well, although you don't know why, you did forget it for a while, but not for a long time. This time you came back and remembered it."

"Oh I got it. Then the reaction of others can be explained.

"Ahem!" Although we said very lightly, we still made a mosquito-like noise, so Saffrot gave a dry cough to remind us.

"This is the reason why I live." Finally, I told him the reason. When a person or vampire, the living goal becomes the only one, then there shouldn't be anything in her eyes, no emotions. .

"Oh! What about after the third-generation vampires have disappeared?" He seemed unnecessary to ask, and he clearly had a positive answer in his tone.

"Then there is no reason to live." Since he wants me to give him an affirmative answer, then it's just as he wishes. For me, it's just a word.

"..." He didn't ask or say anything, so he remained silent until the end of get out of class. And Saffrot went straight away.

"Go for dinner!" Viher said to both of us.

"Yeah! I don't think I need to go, you two go!" I still lay on my stomach and answered lazily.

"But don't drink blood, your body..." Viher was a little worried.

"She will be fine, let's go!" Lace knew me very well, without any reluctance, pulling Weihe away.

"Oh!" After all the people in the classroom were gone, I slowly got up from the desk and walked to the door.

At this time, the campus was very quiet without the voices of people during the day. The arrival of winter brings white night frost and damp cold air. However, I am not a human physique, and I no longer have the slightest tremor of Rubing's night air, and of course I have one less chance to watch myself spit out a cloud of white mist.

"Where are you going?" Not long after walking out of the school gate, a familiar voice came out of the woods beside the road.

"You have been following me?" I continued to move forward while he followed behind me, walking at a speed.

"From the moment you return to the castle." He replied.

"Oh, then what do you want to ask when you come out?"

"Isker disappeared?"

"Ok."

"Then what are your plans for the future?" I heard this question for the second time.

"same as before."

"Oh." After that, he stopped talking, but still followed me.

"Just ask what you want!"

"If you can, can you tell me who killed him and what is your relationship with him?" He hesitated for a while, and finally spoke.

"He... He was killed by me." I suddenly felt that it was not too difficult to say this sentence. Why hadn't I been able to face it before?

"Because you sealed your true self." Her voice suddenly sounded, and I was surprised and stopped.

"You? Why are you killing him?" The store manager couldn't believe this unexpected answer.

"There are so many reasons." I sighed coldly, and continued to step forward.

"Then what's your relationship with him?" His voice was rough and cold.

"He wants to kill you." She reminded coldly in her heart.

"Can he kill me?" I asked in my heart.

"He is my father." I habitually took a deep breath, and then replied.

"Father in what sense?" He was surprised, but still tried his best to keep calm.

"He and my mother combined to give birth to me." What should be faced is always something to face. Now, with her strong and cold, my heart has been completely cooled.

"So you are his daughter?" His astonishment was even heavier.

"Yes, he is a good father."

"Then why are you killing him? He is your biological father." His voice suddenly magnified countless times, making my ears hum.

"No reason." I knew he would not be satisfied with this answer, but this was the real answer.

"How can there be no reason? Don't you know that you are father killing, this is the most serious crime." He teleported and blocked my way, then pressed my shoulders and shouted.

"So what?" I slowly raised my head, two **** gazes came out from under the brim of the hat, and they shot directly into his eyes.

"You...you are not Luvian!" He took two steps backwards, then pointed his finger at my face.

"Could it be that you are?" I lowered my head and passed him.

"and many more!"

"Before you do, think about whether you have that ability!" I reminded coldly.

"you..."

"Although, speaking of seniority, you are my grandfather, but in terms of strength, you are too far behind. Hahaha" I laughed a few times as cold as snow, listening to such laughter, even I feel harsh, but it does come from my mouth.

"You... what happened?" His outstretched hand stopped in the air, shaking slightly.

"Nothing happened." I speeded up, there is still some place to go tonight, and if you continue to slow down like this, it may be too late.

"But you weren't the one you used to..." He chased after him.

"I am the real me now." My speed is getting faster and faster, and I can only hear the wind whistling in my ears.

"No, I think the previous you are the real you!" He jumped up and tore off the hood of my cloak, so my long silver hair flew in the wind.

"Luvian, you..." He was speechless in surprise, but because of his surprise, when he wanted to chase me again, he was gone.

"I don't even know which one is who I am, how could you possibly know." I sighed softly, rushing towards the destination at a light speed.

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