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A magic banquet meeting, it seems to be the most important business in the weekly magic banquet, Zach who has just arrived at the magic banquet was brought to the meeting by the host Root, it should be an honor, but, because of his ten years of eating habits were slandered, Zack made the decision not to say a word.

So, do you still want to see a meeting where Zach didn't say anything?

Zach was sent back to his home in the city by Root, who was very unhappy that he really hadn't said a word, "You'll have two days to wander around and familiarize yourself with the environment. I will come back to you again. Putting down a vial of blood, "The content of this meeting, since you are completely absent, I will give you a 'record' (Lesenbra's ability to store information with blood), you are willing to speak, stop playing this childish game of silence, and come to me at any time." "Gone.

Seeing Root's car leave, Zach couldn't wait to open his mouth, "Dale, where are you?"

"Second floor. Dale's voice, "You should come up and take a look at the view." ”

The 'home' that can only be used for 200 years is a single-family three-story villa.

Dale stood on the balcony on the second floor, to the left, "Look here, it's desert." "To the right," and then look at this side, there is a bustling city. Dale just expressed his emotion, "I've never seen anything like it in my life." True...... Beautiful ......"

Zach stood beside Dale and pointed to the left, "Somewhere over there, there's a pile of Indian corpses buried. It was the curse of Midnight by the god of witchcraft, Papa, to divert all the prosperity of that land to the Indian families in the center. This is the representative of the Demon Feast and the hatred of Indo. ”

Zach pointed to the right again, "This bustling side is Rut Lesenbra's private food farm. Every human being who walks here is labeled with a certain category, virgin-female-, virgin-male-,-woman-...... "Don't you need to finish, Zach patted Dale, "Is it still beautiful?"

Dale's cheeks twitched. "We have the pool, in the basement. "Look at Zach," the pool, basement. "It's just 'please don't ruin my mood completely.'"

Zach received Dale's wish and agreed, "Is there anything special here?" ”

Zach came up from the first floor and took a general look, the first floor is the regular living room, dining room, and activity room...... On the second floor, Zach saw his master bedroom, study, guest room, housekeeper's room, and cleaning ...... and this open-air terrace. Plus the basement pool that made Dale sigh. Zach didn't have any opinion on the layout and decoration of the villa, but there was something missing from what he saw—vampire elements.

"Above. Dale frowned, "It looks like a collection room, with some old books, antiques, and ......" Dale looked at Zach uncertainly, "Do you remember when we were on the train, we didn't meet the republican, uh, couple, or brother and sister tourists sitting in front of us in front of James and Dale?"

"Ha, so you haven't judged their relationship either~" Zach looked very happy, "They look very close, so it's definitely not a simple relationship between men and women, but they don't have any substantive intimate actions, such as touching each other, hugging, and exchanging glances, right~ This makes it very difficult to judge their relationship!"

Dale looked at Zach with a look that didn't want to respond at all, "When they marked the map where that fake slave movement originated, you asked me if I had been to that place. ”

Zack's pleasure stiffened a little, remember, it was Toledo's original home, Zack's original home.

Dale noticed the change in Zack's expression, "I grew up there. "Frowning," my family was the administrator of that place, from, from ...... "pursed his lips," when the Confederation was founded. ”

It's not an illusion, Zack's eyes were red for a moment, he looked at Dale and didn't speak.

"I'm tired of hearing my dad keep talking about what is important, uh, 'relics' about that place. As far as I can find any information or literature, it is just the ruins of a noble clan that was unfortunately wiped out. And if the literature found is correct, my ancestors were just slaves of that noble family. The master destroyed the door, and the slave took over the place. That's all. I hate that place. ”

Zach still didn't speak, just nodded.

"So I left that place. And I don't think I'll ever see that place again, after all, the point of leaving a place is to never have to see it again. Dale looked helpless and pointed up, "There is a model on the third floor that is almost two hundred square meters, that place." Inside and out, every detail is exactly as I remember it. ”

Zach turned and prepared to go upstairs.

"Aren't you going to tell me why the Demon Banquet has a model like that in your house here?"

It's a question worth thinking about, so Zach asks rhetorically, "How long have you been away from home?"

"More than ten years. Dale replied, expressionless, "I have a younger brother, so if you care if no one cares if that place doesn't take care of you, you don't have to worry, my brother is the complete opposite of me, he loves everything his father has instilled in him." He would keep that place for the rest of his life, as his father expected. ”

Zach laughed, "Then you don't have to care about these things at all~"

There was silence for a while, "You're right, I don't need to." Dale turned his head and continued to admire the curse of the god of witchcraft on his left, and the assortment of Lesenbra's food. Beautiful scenery, isn't it.

Zach saw the stairs leading to the third floor and prepared to go upstairs.

The phone rang, and at the same time, it was the arrival of a visitor.

Zack somewhat hoped that the visitor would stand in the doorway for a while and feel the host's reluctance to see people, and leave consciously - because the visitor was James and Wes, and Zack was not suitable to see them for some reason, and would explain that it had something to do with the Devil's Feast meeting.

So Zach went to answer the phone first.

"Zach?" was the voice of Father Constantine that was enough for Zach to completely erase the disappointment of not being able to look at the model for the time being.

"It's me. Zach replied with a smile, "I'm still thinking about how to ask for your contact information, but I didn't expect you to be faster than me." ”

"Hehe, Taylor is doing you a favor. "Remember Taylor, the woman who took Kyle back to Barton, who organized the trip to the Republic, who had only one purpose at Barton - to secretly help the religious colleges in the west rebuild the faith of the Holy Lord at the behest of the Demon Feast.

"Taylor?" Zach naturally remembered, "How is she doing?" and didn't really care, just casually.

"It's good to be assisting me with Seth and Seth's research. Konstantin also smiled, "After all, back in the west, we don't have other resources, there is such a familiar face to help us get research in the military, hehe, material (soul. Now Constantine's research is to control the judgment of faith in the Bound Spirits. It is also very convenient. ”

So it sounds like Taylor is still doing her job at Patton, with a military background, arranging the tasks arranged by the Demon Banquet ~ The former Patton, now the West, people and things, nothing has changed~

"How's your research going?"

"It went well. Konstantin's tone was relaxed, "It's just a bit troublesome, and every time the experimental notes are exchanged, it takes some time." ”

Zach didn't understand, "Swap?"

"Notes from our side and notes from Eric in prison. ”

Zach smiled, "I see." "Or the conclusion when he ended the murder of the Republican, it is impossible for Eric, who pleaded guilty, to escape the punishment of the law, and the Demon Banquet can't take action, "How is he doing?"

"It's good, although it's impossible to get him out, but the magic banquet controls his sentence process, and the living arrangements can still be relied on. At least according to him, his cellmates are friendly. Konstantin laughed—"Typical Western racist, who heard that Eric was imprisoned for the murder of Republicans, often came to him to discuss the anatomy of Republicans and Indians. ”

Zach raised an eyebrow, "Sounds like you guys have plenty of material for your experiments. ”

"Exactly. Konstantin laughed for a while, "Don't talk about me, how are you, how do you feel when you come to the west for the first time?"

"Hehe, nice try. But I wouldn't be in the home that Lesembra prepared for me, using the phone here to share my true feelings~"

Konstantin on the other side of the earpiece laughed, "Hahaha! You know~ I have the resources generously given by the Demon Feast~ I have to ask~"

You get it. The Devil's Feast, which had been opposed for four centuries, took Zach to his own turf, and the brothers were commensurate, talking happily in the same car, and even tolerating the childish game of silence......

Zach also smiled and looked into the earpiece, "The priest tried, don't disturb the priest's research with such boring things, he's very busy~" This obviously slightly ridiculous remark was obviously not said to Konstantin.

Sure enough, in this point-to-point call, a third-party voice appeared, "Yes." Toredo, if you're not prepared to give away any of your true thoughts about the Feast on the phone during your time here, I'm not going to waste my time listening. ”

Zach affirmed with a smile, "Don't waste your time. Well, I guess, you're a Revro?" We've never learned about the Refro Clan's abilities, but I'm guessing you've figured out that it's a sort of counterpart to Nophil. After all, we already knew when Zach answered Lady Quinn's choice of members of the Secret Alliance, and the members of the Secret Alliance were chosen to balance the contrast with the Demon Feast.

"I am. And I've already seen it, and at the meeting, I also asked you a question about whether Nofil had all the control of the outcast's (Eli's) blood. You didn't answer. ”

"Oh, sorry. I answer you now, yes, all. Even the last descendant, the newborn Nophile, was training in this technique. "Zach didn't say anything at the Feast we had skipped, but he listened very, very carefully.

"Tsk! That's why my proposal is necessary! We must also promote blood control techniques in an all-round way! Instead of Lesenbra's current arbitrary learning by only some second-generation members!"

Zach held the earpiece and didn't speak, Konstantin hung up a long time ago, otherwise Zack would still be able to talk to Konstantin about his daily life.

"I need your support!" Revro spoke again, "You can see it, Lesenbra rejected my proposal directly! He doesn't listen! But if you say something to him, he must listen!"

Perfect. Zach was already needed, and his first night here didn't even pass.

"I'm sorry I haven't seen the future of my former friend, Nophile, who is now an ally of the wizards. Selfishly, I still hope that the Nophiles have some advantages of their own, I will not support you, I hope you understand. "Reasonable, right~

"Toledo, you're a member of the Demon Feast!

"I am, so I won't stop you either, I'll be silent, like in a meeting. There was a smile on Zach's lips.

"You ......" the other party held back, and then, "Hmph, whatever you want." But I would like to remind you that your every move in this house is being watched, including the Son of Lance and their, who are standing at your door, and what you have just said to your servant. ”

Zach didn't know how to respond to this - it wasn't that Zach was surprised that he was being watched, uh, mature, Zach was very aware of the situation he faced when he came to the Banquet. Zach was just a little worried about the emotional intelligence of the people at the Demon Banquet.

'You're monitoring me while maintaining a semblance of friendliness, I know, don't say it, just jump out and say something almost threatening at the slightest irritation, whatever. ’

Above. So Zach decided not to speak, to see if this Revro himself could realize.

"Don't you speak again? He didn't realize it, but it was a pity, "Hmph, are you thinking about what you just said to your servant?" Hmph, you should be worried. Right now, I've sent someone to find out the origin of your servant's identity, if he is really a human descendant of Toledo Manor, hehe. ”

Zach was helpless, "You don't have to, 'hehe', he's real, and it doesn't make any sense." "What are you going to do? Erase the bloodline of Toredo's old human slave from me and replace it with a new one?" If Dale were like Earl, an ugly artificial human (vampire blood is needed to give birth, so the vampire race must be bound), it makes some sense for Revro to bother with this, but Dale, that is, just a human.

There was silence on the earpiece for a while, heh, forcibly changed the subject, "You also said that the desert of Vega is the curse of Papa Midnight, hmph, I have already informed Lesembra of this information, you can explain it to him yourself!"

A familiar feeling that you have to forcibly lower your own double business and socialize with some people is back. Yes, Zach used to live in the Hidden Alliance.

I guess this is the problem that members of coalition groups that aim at interests rather than personal interests have to face among their members.

Zach had to accept that there was such a frustration among his 'brothers', "I will explain that after I decided to forgive Lesembra [Root] for throwing away my food. ”

"Tsk. Whatever you want. ”

The hang-up that should have appeared a long time ago finally appeared.

Zach put down the phone and looked at the door. The visitor loses patience and leaves. Great, one less hassle for the time being. Tonight, let's go to the third floor and remember my true brothers.