Chapter 22 Dava Xili, the old man still lacks a boy
Instead of leaving immediately after the battle, Eren walked to the corner of the battlefield and kicked a fallen corpse with his foot - if it weren't for the vampire's obvious sensitivity to life fluctuations when using the vampire's abilities, he might have been deceived. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The strong have the means of the strong, and the weak have the doorways of the weak, which is nothing to criticize, in the face of a menacing enemy, Alan chose to fight back, and this wizard chose to play dead, which is not shameful.
However, no matter whether it is shameful or not, Alan has no intention of letting him go easily - even if the other party is not the group that attacked him, but Alan has been fighting for a long time, and if he doesn't even collect some loot, he will be too sorry for himself.
"Hey, little ghost, get up—" Eren took aim at the thickest part of his ass for a moment, and at the moment he was at his best when he was out of mana, so even a few random kicks would be very painful.
But obviously, the opponent has already pointed the skill of pretending to be dead to the max level, and Allen played for half a minute, and the opponent still maintained the indomitable spirit of insisting on Qingshan and not relaxing.
"Well, it looks like it's dead, the corpses are piled up here too polluting, let's dispose of them, flames-" Eren sighed in disappointment and raised his wand.
Then, the half-chanted spell had a magical effect - the wizard who had fallen to the ground and pretended to be dead instantly got up from the ground, hugged Alan's feet, and shouted in the most miserable voice: "Don't, my lord, I'm still alive!"
Well, a native English, not a language that Alan simply doesn't understand.
His agility led Alan to think that the young man's career as a Quidditch goalkeeper was much more promising than any other profession.
But no matter how miserable this guy pretends, it can't affect Allen's heart to squeeze out the oil and water.
"Well, it's a very good reaction, it's worthy of my fancy little ghost, you are very promising, learn to cook with me - phew, be my blood." Allen, who was only 13 years old, patted the wizard below on the shoulder with a look of optimism from an old man.
Judging by the stiffness of the muscles, this little malicious joke had a very good effect - the wizard below was one step away from fainting.
No way, vampires are too mysterious here, especially after Eren has just wiped out a group of wizards, and the fear of mysterious vampires in the hearts of this promising rebel party has reached its peak.
But fortunately, there was not much problem with Allen's reasoning - out of disgust for the Bloodline, this young man should have no intention of becoming one of them, if he suddenly hugged Allen's thigh and shouted, "Is it really possible? Can an existence like me become a Bloodline? I am really so happy, now, immediately, immediately, my lord, let me become a noble Blood!!! This kind of words that can throw away something precious, he doesn't know what to do.
Since the other party is very cooperative, then Alan is not stingy with his acting skills at all - after all, the reason why he left this living mouth is useful, otherwise in order to protect the secret of his identity, he will at least forget about this guy and turn this guy into an idiot.
So, Allen's voice became softer - "You are the best seedling among so many people, and to be honest, your delicious blood is desperately needed for me who has just woken up from a long sleep, but I still endure it in order to reproduce the race, I hope you can not let my hard work be wasted, little ghost." ”
Cold sweat from the young man's sideburns broke out at a speed that was visible to Allen's eyes—obviously, the intimidation was intimidating.
After a long silence, Eren had a very discerning look of impatience on his face, and said something that made his heart flutter when the frightened half-stupid wizard's heart sank to the bottom, "Forget it, you don't understand the benefits of being a noble blood - too, we have been forgotten by the world for too long. ”
"So, be my slave, I'll show you the greatness of the Bloodline, and let you know how noble it is to be a Bloodline. Alan sighed with a feigned sigh.
"Let's go, come with me - in order not to damage your roots, I don't plan to use the secret method of the blood clan to control you, but the necessary contract is still necessary, come here, sign a simple contract with me, of course, little ghost, don't think about playing tricks, I have experienced too many talented young people. ”
The wizard who had just returned from the gates of Hell didn't even have the slightest intention of resisting - a wizard who could learn the skill of playing dead would never come to the death at this time to anger the newly awakened Bloodclan who didn't know how long he had lived.
He even wanted to find a soothsayer to see the recent fortunes - if the fight could provoke the Bloods who had just woken up from their slumber, he didn't know whether to say that they were lucky or unlucky, and looking at the Blood's first weak appearance and his current energetic appearance, he felt that they were all white bread covered with cream when they were hungry.
Alan took a few steps over, motioned to Anne with his eyes to get ready, and then continued his flickering: "Alright, child, although I don't think it's necessary at all, in order to prevent some minor troubles, we still need to sign a simple unbreakable contract - would you like to?"
But Allen's eyes were saying something else - you kid can say that you don't want to try, I don't really expect that to happen.
Despite Allen's efforts to understate, the unbreakable oath was not something so simple - even under the threat of death, the young wizard was visibly wavering.
But Anne became the MVP of this persuasion, although she didn't know what Alan was threatening, but she still tried to make a cute urging: "Hurry up, brother, I'm hungry." ”
What was supposed to be a little bit of a complaint by the little girl had a remarkable effect, and although Anne was a little hungry because she hadn't eaten much because her dinner had been spilled, it seemed to another that the problem had changed radically.
Although the other party was just a very cute little girl, in the eyes of Ivan, who was brought over, the little girl had two fangs on the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were fixed on his white and tender neck.
"I'll sign!" came out of his mouth with a sad and angry voice.