18. First Vampire (Pseudo)
Alan was equally surprised by his arrival, more of a little more alert.
So he silently lowered his head and cut the last cut along the veins.
"Oh man, cutting along the veins is a skill." Mr. Vampire smiled slightly, and sat down next to Eve with a steak in his hand, "It's hard to do this without sufficient anatomical knowledge to support it and strong perception." β
Perhaps because he had just had a full meal, he looked better than he had been during the day, and his voice was not as mellow as an old scrap car, but as mellow as red wine.
Alan ignored him and silently ate the contents of his plate.
And Eve, who was next to Mr. Vampire, was about to raise her throat, as a human being, she was still afraid of vampire creatures, for fear that he would suddenly bite her neck......
She stiffened her knife and fork and cut the green pepper bit by bit. Even the act of Mr. Vampire drinking could make her adrenaline hormones secrete wildly, and the organs and cells of her body quickly entered a state of stress.
"Actually, you don't have to be afraid, young lady." Mr. Vampire sliced along the veins, and he smiled kindly at Eve, and the knife plunged into the steak, dripping out the blood, "Although human blood is delicious, I already have a partner, and if I drank the blood of any female except hers, even a sow, I would be torn into seven pieces." β
Eve smiled humbly.
The Mr. Vampire seemed to be very communicative with her, "What's more, our blood clan won't touch other people's snacks casually, it's like two people eating a steak with you and me, it's really unclean." β
"You're right." But the way he looked at himself was like looking at a steak that could be eaten. The red eyes looked up and down, as if looking for the aorta.
Finally, after cutting all the green peppers into finely chopped green pepper puree like minced meat, Eve slowly began to eat, stuffing a little bit at a time into her mouth and chewing in small bites.
"The small town of Curaro seems to be lively." On the quiet table, Mr. Vampire, who was not willing to be lonely, began again, "It's the first time I've seen so many people in this town. β
"You probably don't know, sir." The waiter placed two glasses of Curaro resin blood on the table, "I heard that there was a black magician from Otto who caught people in the palace of Gari, and even a baroness suffered with him. So Gary's soldiers are searching for the Dark Mage across the country. Curaro is one of the few dark magic towns in Gari, and it is relatively safer than other places, so many dark magicians come here to seek refuge. β
"Why are those dark mages hiding? If he hadn't committed a crime, and if he wasn't afraid of shadows, neither the royal family nor the church would have blamed them for the matter. Eve stopped eating green peppers, a little confused.
"This young lady, you are really ...... Naive. The waiter explained, "It's not that you're safe without committing an accident." Gary is the country with the lowest tolerance for black magic on the main road, so in some towns, there is still a very clear rejection of black magic. As far as I know, after this incident, the branch churches of several towns burned more than a hundred dark magicians in the square for attempting to murder ordinary citizens. β
Before Eve could answer, Alan disappeared across from her, and Eve was immediately grabbed by the shoulders, scooped from her chair and pressed into her cloak.
As soon as QiΔ was too sudden, the image in front of her flashed rapidly, and Eve only had time to hear a scream and the click of ice cracking, and all she could see was Allen's black robe.
"Oh, poor boy." Mr. Vampire let out a wail and put down his knife and fork.
Eve couldn't see behind Alan, but she had a vague premonition that something seemed to be happening, and it was still very dangerous.
"Tonight, it doesn't seem β‘β‘." Eve's blonde hair is like a waterfall, her lips are like blood, obediently attached to his chest, Alan is like holding a little girl, he looks to the side faintly, like a "person" who has come to find fault.
Eve secretly put her hand around Ellen's waist to seek protection, and Alan stiffened slightly, but did not refuse.
"What's going on?" Mr. Vampire walked up to them and there were several human vampires in front of him. He sighed, "What a sin." β
They were seduced by the smell of Eve, and the blood of virgins and women was too sweet, and it was also extremely rare in the small town of Curaro.
Alan stared at them, his black eyes as sharp as a falcon, as if he didn't think it was too much trouble.
"Let me take care of it." Mr. Vampire walked up to them, he had an umbrella in his hand, and with a single wave, all the human vampires in front of him turned into a cloud of loose sand and floated on the ground.
He retracted his umbrella and looked at Alan with emotion, "The blood race cannot have children, and the only way to expand the race now is to turn humans into low-level blood races, which is the so-called vampire way." I regret this from the bottom of my heart. β
"Rather than regret it, you should find a way to improve the survival of your race." Unmoved, Alan patted Eve on the back and said lukewarmly to Mr. Vampire, "It's even better than standing here with me and wasting time with each other." β
"You're right, blind regret is far less effective than action and practice." Mr. Vampire agreed, but then changed his words to some meaning, "But it's not necessarily a waste of time for me to stand here and say this to you. β
Alan hugged Eve tightly, Mr. Vampire's sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, he and Alan looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly smiled gently, "Your girlfriend seems to be frightened, it's not early now, take her back to rest." β
The result was a displeasure.
After Alan led Eve back to the room, he walked to the real yΓ n stage, ready to continue the real yΓ n just now.
Eve tacitly walked up to Alan, just picked up a knife and chopped the alfalfa flowers.
Ai listened to the pleasant chopping sound and turned up the fire until there was a "click" in his ears and the knife fell to the ground. He turned his head, and just as he was about to accuse Eve, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.
Eve was covering her neck with her hands, and her delicate neck was cut by a small knife for some reason, and the gorgeous blood slowly flowed out, looking very painful.
"Take your hands off." Alan tore her hand off, but there was no covering, and the sweet smell from her neck diffused along the air, constantly spreading to Allen's nasal cavity, stimulating olfactory cells, and the signal was even transmitted all the way to the central brain.
A small fire immediately ignited in his chest, burning his throat and growing dry.
Alan suppressed the throbbing in his heart and roughly checked the injury, "It's just a skin injury, it didn't hurt the arteries." β
"But it hurts." Eve frowned, her willow-like eyebrows, and her delicate little face wrinkled, "I clearly didn't get cut by anything, why did I ...... suddenly?" Suddenly it broke. β
The sweet smell grew stronger, and Eren took a deep breath and told SΓΉ to stay away from her, so she turned around and tried to leave the sweet temptation.
But the smell of blood, like a pair of hands, teased his brain subconsciously.
The familiar pain came back to his heart, and two forces were tearing at his body from both sides, and Allen's eyes turned red for a moment. He gritted his teeth, his fingers into fists, sweat rolling down his hair to his neck and body, every drop was extremely patient.
The footsteps finally betrayed him, and he approached Eve little by little, forcing the unknown Eve to subconsciously retreat, like a frightened white rabbit, and his body was attached to the pillar behind him.
"Allen...... What happened to you? Eve was a little scared, and Allen's eyes were mixed with anger, similar to the last time he had an old injury recurred.
She just wanted to ask him if he needed to see a doctor, but the next moment Allen held his delicate wrist, and his powerful arm gently pulled her into her arms.
"Alan?" Eve was in disbelief, and between her breaths, she was filled with the smell of plants and trees on his body, and two red clouds floated on either side of her snow-white cheeks.
There are strong arms on the back of the waist, and the skin exudes a hot breath, which burns Eve's back to the core.
Eve still doesn't understand what happened. The next second, there was a wet piece on his neck.
Her clear eyes widened instantly, staring at the opposite wall in a daze. The handkerchief that he held in his hand, which was intended to be used to stop the bleeding, fluttered and fell, and fell to the ground.
Like a fiery red plum blossom blooming in the white snow.
Alan held the slender waist that could be broken with a slight fold in one hand, and held the back of Eve's head with the other, exposing the fragile neck to the tip of his tongue.
The warm tongue gently licked the cut wound, so numb and hot, from the nerve endings all the way to her body, Eve's moist eyes were blankly open, even the focus was lost, the delicate face was flushed, and she wanted to push him but was weak.
As soon as the tip of his tongue licked off the oozing blood, there were fine and dense beads of blood surfacing out, and Alan sucked it away over and over again, enjoying it.
Eve, whose brain was starved of oxygen, was so nervous that she couldn't remember what was happening, but her feet went limp, softened into a puddle of mud, and she fell backwards and fell on a piece of softness.
Crimson droplets slipped from the wound, and the white skin was set off by the black sheets, creating intense visual stimulation. The tip of his tongue followed the imprint of the blood flow, little by little, along the crimson river, and finally to the wound.
His Adam's apple rolled, hugging Eve's soft body tightly, slowly covering his lips over the wound, sucking twice, leaving a circle of ambiguous, ambiguous marks.
"Does it hurt?" Allen's voice was a little low and hoarse, but it was seductive and confusing.
Eve nodded, shook her head again, and pushed him with her little hand, "Let go of me." β
"I'll help you heal." Alan murmured, gentle as a coax, but the big palm wrapped around her wrists and was pressed against the sides of the pillow.
The large black bed collapsed into a large piece, deeply trapped by a man and a woman. Alan's slender and powerful long legs trapped Eve's slender white legs, not moving at all, and Eve could only feel the blood draining in a daze, "Alan, you let go of me." β
But Eren pressed her tightly into the mattress, domineering like a hungry wolf with its fangs and claws, sucking sweet blood like a leech.