Good, Kenthal, well done.

The first second Fred woke up was a punch to his side. If he had a knife in his hand, he might have stabbed that vampire through with a single stab.

The body that seemed to have been run over by a mammoth made Fred collapse there for a few seconds, not wanting to move. This time he completely vented, as if he had hollowed out his old bottom for nearly thirty years before......

Kental was a vigilant vampire, and he knew it from the beginning.

He specifically picked such a time to hunt the duke. Every vampire will have a period of great weakness when they first embrace humans, but no one will personally assassinate him in the Duke's mansion on a night when hundreds of vampires are reveling.

Kental calculated this period.

No low-level vampire would challenge a high-level vampire, because the suppression of strength and seniority exists in the blood, and the difference between the strength of Kental and the Duke is too great, and the Duke never thought that an ancilla would kill him. He couldn't even imagine that a vampire hunter would join forces with a vampire.

Kental used him to get the Duke's full attention, and then hunted the Duke in his own coffin.

If there were no subsequent developments, even Fred would have wanted to give Kental a round of applause.

But the bastard "again" got on him.

Fred covered his eyes and smiled lowly. He couldn't stop laughing, and the python swam up from below and coiled beside Fred.

He identified Kental as his stealthy lover.

He entered consciousness later than the other party, and the changes caused by the other party were already very large, and he could no longer judge which one was his lover according to the original "script" of the data body he fitted, he just took the opportunity to teach the vampire who had hidden "him" and "him" as soon as he came.

Fred didn't expect his luck to be so good. The unexpected combination heat made him suffer a small loss, but it also made him test the details of the other party. There was no sentinel who knew himself better than a guide who had already been combined, and his spiritual tentacles were almost completely buried in the other's spiritual power.

This time, his lover turned out to be a vampire. Fred was almost amused by who he and the other person were. He could almost imagine Kental fleeing. Fred slowly sat up from the bed and saw the torn messy laundry on the floor—the little villain had worn his pants and left his own for Fred.

Fred came down naked and looked at the broken mirror in the corner of the wall to see the marks on his body. The guy didn't skimp on his teeth this time, and bit him to the point where there was almost no good piece of meat. Fred raised an eyebrow and reminisced about the crazy last night. The estrus made them almost completely exposed their true nature, if it weren't for Fred having been trying to withdraw his mental power and doing those useless work, it would not have been possible to bite who with his ability. The python wound around his heel and coiled around his shoulder. Fred rummaged through the closet and pulled out a few of the duke's clothes.

The duke was not as tall as him, and his clothes were quite wide. Fred picked out a suit and went to the two coffins to look at them carefully for a while.

- That guy did a great job.

Childe, who woke up, was restlessly banging the lid in the coffin, and Fred paused for a moment before leaving the other. He had no interest in killing a dying vampire. Her sire was dead, and even if she left the coffin, her sanity wouldn't last long. Fred covered half of his face with a wide hat, opened the door and walked out. Before leaving the duke's room, he twisted his waist uncomfortably and corrected his stance.

There was silence outside. It's daytime, and there aren't many active vampires in the duke's palace that has just passed through the carnival. Fred looked at the two bats hanging upside down. The bat was confused, and nodded when he saw him.

Fred's eyes twinkled, and he followed a path out of the room. The entire trail was filled with the scent of that little sentinel, and there wasn't a single vampire on the entire passage. The other party sucked a duke dry, and I'm afraid the momentum is in full swing. Fred smiled lowly. The little vampire knew all the secret passages here, and Fred was only met by two terrified ancillas as he left, and they all bowed their heads when they saw Fred in the duke's clothes from a distance. Fred smells of Jaco all over his body, and even the "inside" is filled with the overbearing smell of a little vampire - it really works.

— until Fred ran into the baron, who was standing at the entrance of the passage and couldn't avoid it.

When the baron saw Fred's coat and was about to say hello, his face changed suddenly. "Who are you?"

The smell of vampires on Fred's body made the baron hesitate, but Fred did not have very distinct vampire characteristics, which made the other party a little suspicious.

The smell of the little sentinel is cut off here. Fred knew that there must be an exit not far ahead, and he didn't want to be caught by him, so this baron who guarded the door must be the "dynamite bag" he left for Fred.

A baron - Fred raised an eyebrow, which was also too considerate of him. Fred even felt a little jealous. Did Kental know that "Fred" was himself? He had just arrived here, and that guy had already had a shot with "someone else". Fred looked at the baron with a blank expression, but he was in good spirits after a night of tossing. The combination of heat benefits both, and Fred can feel his strength. If the adulthood of a guide or sentinel is characterized by binding heat, then Fred has not really entered adulthood until now.

The python swam down from Fred's body, and Fred lifted his thumb to open the box he was carrying.

-

Exhausted, Jaco collapsed on a tattered recliner. He was huddled like a rat in the gutter in the city's underground drainage system.

- Fred can't find him here.

It's the smelliest place in the city, and no sentinel wants to come here.

But Jaco wasn't sure. Fred is a hunter who dares to break into even a vampire camp.

The homeless man who was driven aside glared at him and dared not speak. His only "bed" was occupied by this strange guy, but he couldn't say anything against it, because the guy had bigger fists than him.

Jaco put his hands behind his head, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became. As a guide, Fred has always been regarded as an idol by all hunters, and has been pursued by countless sentinels, and he has turned down many people who tried to force him. From what Giacco had previously learned, many sentries believed that the Guide should stay in the tower, be educated to be a gentle and kind helper, and wait for the most suitable Sentinel for them. And Fred silently rejected all this with his actions and strength. Now that Giaco has "broken him", he's afraid he wants to chop Giaco into bat soup. Fred chased Giacco all the way to the Duke's Palace, but believed him as a vampire who wanted to hunt the Duke, and let him tie himself to the bed?

[It may be that your ability to 'trust' is working.] 666 sat with him and meditated.

…… Sounds like it makes some sense, too. But he's just a low-level vampire who has just awakened his abilities, and Fred has killed several powerful high-level vampires in the past, will he be blinded by Giako's abilities?

And...... What made Jaco feel even more strange was that he almost got out of control with Fred yesterday...... The previous one wasn't so violent......

If Fred wanted to use the bite marks on his body for identification this time, Giacco would probably be wanted. Giako tugged at one of his silver hairs and jerked past 666 to read the guide's information, and then he realized what combined heat was.

The sentinel and the guide of adolescence can cause heat when they meet, and it's the damn union fever that keeps him from controlling himself. The thought that the divine consciousness he was so proud of had not been able to do anything in the slightest, and Jaco felt a sense of panic. A faint sense of loss of control gradually came to the fore.

Fred...... Could it be the lover he was looking for?

Jaco shook his head violently. Fred would only pour him Mithril into slices, how could he be his lover.

-

The silver knife went through the baron's throat from front to back, pinning the corpse of the other man to the wall. The vampire hunter used another sharp special knife to pry out the baron's fangs. The baron's eyes were wide open, his mouth was long, and his face remained as terrified as it had been before death. The python at Fred's feet hissed and spat snake letters, staring at Fred's box.

Fred poured holy water over the baron's head and cut off Moribai's skull. He examined the skull for a moment and tucked it into his robe.

The skull of a baron. Fred weighed the weight of his hand. There are at least thirty such items in his pantry.

Fred cut the baron's body into pieces and burned it, then touched his forehead with his hand. Still having a fever. But this does not have much of a weakening effect on his strength. Fred was now more concerned about where the slippery loach had run this time.

The python spat out the snake letter and burrowed into Fred's robe from underneath and wrapped it around Fred's arm. The original spirit body of "Fred" was not a python, but a butterfly that would only stick to him, and when he arrived now, the butterfly exploded and swelled, turning into a python the thickness of a human arm.

Fred pulled out a map from the box as he left. It circled all the places where Kental might have gone before what he had done. Now that he knows that Kental is his lover, he has some new directions.

Fred had a slightly teasing sneer on his face.

-

Giacco lived in the sewers for ten days and finally couldn't take it anymore. When he came out covering his nose and rolling his eyes, he expected that Fred had left the city. He hadn't seen anyone alive for ten days, Jaco's eyes were red with hunger, and the little leopard was dying and lying listlessly on his head.

Jaco finally realized the sentinel's distress.

As soon as he left the sewer, the stench decreased, but a large number of noisy sounds flooded into his brain in an instant, and the sentinel, who was stunned by the sensory impact for a moment, hurriedly erected his own barrier, barely allowing himself to be knocked down. The Duke's blood had increased the purity of his blood, and his five senses had become more acute as a result.

He'd have to find something to eat...... Jaco looked around with red eyes, and the people around him took a detour to the foul-smelling fellow, 666 gloated and said, "You look like a begging for food. 】

"Fuck off." Giako coped with it impatiently, his eyes fixed on a prey. He licked his lips, took the leopard off his head, and commanded it, "Go, see, the little white puppy." ”

The leopard squinted very lazily and disdainfully at what Giaco was pointing at—it was a dog-like spirit. The owner of the dog was a girl in a white dress and a guide.

The little leopard, driven by Giaco, reluctantly walked towards the white puppy. When the puppy saw the leopard, she circled around it several times, wagging her tail and followed, and the girl quickly raised her head and looked around, but she did not see anyone she liked. She was a guide who had sneaked out, and she hadn't gone back yet. She had planned to return to the tower at this time, and for the sake of this first time, the teachers would not blame her. But her curiosity drives her forward.

Giaco's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing an excited smile.

- Hooked.