The call to the 'ancestral office' finally passed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The only thing that left Louise lucky was that it wasn't Benjamin who answered the phone. Louise couldn't guarantee that she would say anything bad about Benjamin, but Cyrus, who answered the phone, "Uh...... Are you okay?"

"Not good. "It's honest that people don't know how to pick it up," I used to love scrambled eggs, even scorched kinds. You know, it's going to have a bitter taste, and it's a little crunchy, and now, I've just tasted it, and I'm throwing up. ”

How to respond??

Louise chose to change the subject, "Cappadocia Ha~ I heard Zach say that your talent is very special......"

Picked up, "Let things rot, perfect talent." "Mockery without tone is the worst kind," it was great for me, a farmer. I don't think I can grow anything in my field next year. ”

Louise was silent for a moment, "Can't you control your abilities?"

"I can. Still no tone. Well, the phone call is about to turn into a small talk between two vampires, "It turns out that I'm a very gifted, qualified Cappadocia, at least better than Alan. Gunnainade...... Well, do I need to call him 'Father'? I, I don't want to, my real father is still alive. Will you call Father Zack?"

"Evil!

"Okay. When Gang Nenard came to Benjamin, he told me that Alan hadn't fully grasped the Breath of Corruption yet......"

Not finished. It's not just a casual conversation between the two vampires, it's a casual one, Louise interrupts - "Nainard went to Benjamin?

On behalf of the Feast, he warns Benjamin to be careful about his actions, and the Feast is upset that he leaves Grande and is out of Zack's control. ”

"Oh. Louise rolled her eyes, meaning that she deserved it, but naturally she didn't say anything, and returned to the previous topic, "Then why can't you grow things in your field next year?"

"Mokawi is using my feeling of looking for 'Cappadocia'. "Be as calm as you want.

"I'm sorry. Louise pursed her lips and treated it with empathy, so she could only hold back this sentence.

"It's not your fault. You don't have to be sorry. "It's nice to stop here. However, Cyrus continued, "Zach's fault. He should be sorry. ”

Louise couldn't bear it, "What do you mean? Do you want to say that Zach shouldn't have saved you?"

"It's not. Cyrus on the other side of the earpiece still didn't speak, as if calm had become his definition, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, not humble or arrogant, "If becoming a vampire is what Zach wants to save and I have to do, I admit it." But then why did he make me Cappadocia, did you discuss with me, did he think about making me a farmer who lives on life in nature all my life, and become Cappadocia? Do you know what the Breath of Corruption is, Louise. ”

Don't wait for Louise to respond!

"Have you studied farming, oh, sorry, Louise, you're not a farmer, have you studied biology, chemistry. It is worth paying attention to the content of what Cyrus said, and his tone remained calm without emotion, "There is always common sense, nature knows what it is, it is a collection of material systems that constantly react." Do you know what the nature of Cappadocia's talent is, what the breath of corruption is? I'm going to tell you, it's the ability to detach matter from this natural system. Do you know what substances don't react with the natural substances around you, slag? Corpses that decayed to the point of turning into fossils, detriths that burned to the point of ash, earth and stone that weathered to the point of turning into sand...... These are not enough, fossils, ashes, sand, all exist in nature, and they are still in that system, but you already know what I mean, a little more extreme, a little more absolute, it is my ability, my breath of corruption. Now tell me, I, as a farmer, what will I plant next year in that land where bacteria probably can't even survive. ”

It has long been proposed in front of everyone, and the essence of the breath of corruption has come out, so do you have a chance to talk about it. You should be able to imagine what Nainard said to Zach before—that the Demon Feast had allowed Cappadocia to try to slow down the decay of someone's body like Walter. Remembering the essence of the Breath of Corruption - a system that is detached from the reaction of natural matter - there will be a chance to extend.

Now it's up to Louise to react, well, there's nothing to see, Louise frowned and began to fight back - "But the truth is better than everything, isn't it, you said it yourself......"

In the matter of sophistry between facts and truths, Louise learned from the master, "You are a very qualified Cappadocia, if you feel that your current ability is contrary to your status as a human peasant, I have nothing to say, I can only remind you, recognize yourself well, no one can help you in this point." "Attack on self-perception.

And don't forget to sublimate the essence of the species, "And you don't always have to emphasize your identity as a farmer, farmers are only human." You're a vampire, and the things that keep you alive don't grow out of the land. "Who called Cyrus to blame Zack, Louise is not in a good mood right now, "It doesn't matter which clan you are in, you are a vampire who has mastered the ability of daily travel in a few days." With a deliberate smile, not friendly, "No vampire can master these abilities so quickly, you should accept it well, vampires are the identity you are destined to embrace and accept." ”

It is said that this kind of attack that directly hits self-perception should be enough to make a farmer react for a while, but I didn't expect-

"Am I very fast at mastering the day? "It's still calm," Nainard said slowly. Counted last among the vampires of the Demon Feast. "It seems to add," didn't Brill also grasp it that day. ”

The attack rebounded hard enough that Louise held the earpiece here and couldn't speak for a long time.

Be objective.

I remember how Brill mastered the ability of the day, it was with the 'Sense of Vanzhuo', and Zach made Brill suck his own blood - another proof of the 'noble' bloodline of Vandol in the history of the Thirteen Clans.

Then do you still remember how Zach taught his descendants to walk every day, yes, the meaningless 'exhale~~suck~~'. Zach, really, really bad educator. Or that Toledo's knowledge inheritance is rubbish! Who do you think Zack's education method learned from!

Louise seemed unable to recover from the rebounding damage for a while, and the earpiece called out a few times, "Louise, are you still there?"

It wasn't Cyrus in the earpiece that brought Louise back to her senses, it was the commotion coming from the west side of Grande.

Louise listened irritably, and then into the earpiece, "Tell Benjamin that Grande has entrusted him and Mokawi with help." He spoke quickly, "I will agree to whatever Benjamin wants, money? Yes! He wants publicity? Yes, he wants fame, yes, as long as he helps!" There is really no more sympathetic statement, "Hang up!" I can't say a sincere goodbye.

Without a moment's delay, Louise immediately left Grande and headed west—

Two cemetery patrol security guards, plus two North Park grave guards (ex-criminals), drove the dirty, rancid-smelling, struggling Mr. Green......

Please indulge in any foreboding that arises at this time, and believe me, the events that arise at this time will deserve this ominousness, but Louise will kill it before it becomes irreparable. So the presumptuous premonition at this time will be our only chance to spy on this event.

Louise directly blocked the way for the five people to enter the Grande range, and the first thing she said was to the security guard of the cemetery, "Did you call the police?!"

The security guard in the uniform of the Saidil Security Company took this as an offense, "You want us to call the police without notifying you? What did Grande hire us for? Automatic alarm machine ......"

Louise wasn't in the mood to finish, "Did you notify the Saidil headquarters?!"

Still taken as an offense, "Of course! Our job is to keep a record of what happened in the cemetery in ......."

Crimson had already shrouded the two security guards, "No matter what you recorded and fed back!" The most primitive application of the pupil of charm, remember the example of one plus one equals three, the most superficial memory implantation. But of course, come to Toledo, and be prepared to despise those who say one plus one equals two, "Now, go back!

Crimson skimmed over Mr. Green, who was no longer struggling and looked at the two Grande employees, "You ......" Louise paused, tugging at the corners of her mouth gloomily, and changed her mind in an instant - it didn't matter what she was going to say anymore, what mattered, "Forget my red eyes." The crimson faded, but the gloom didn't," you two. Staring at the employees who are starting to regain their clarity, "Do you know what you need to do?"

It's not a question, it's a forced confirmation!

The bodies of the two employees began to tense, and after looking at each other, "Bao, keep your mouth shut??"

"And!" Louise's gaze circled over Mr. Green, who was covered in rancid and dirt, and Green, who was about to struggle again, was forced back by Louise's coldness.

"Well, then, bury the stuff, bury it back??" the two employees confirmed with a shudder.

Louise's eyes were a little gloomy, and she stared at Mr. Green, who dug out ...... I don't want to describe where is everyone's presumptuous foreboding? yes, there it is.

"After!" Louise forced two words between her lips.

"Of course, and then ......" It feels like two ex-criminals, almost peeing, it's a strange feeling, absolutely abnormal, but it's just the fact that it appears so contrary to their male instinct and the instinct of being a criminal, "Forget, forget everything!!"

"No!" Louise's gaze narrowed from Green to the two employees, "It's to remember! you guys! work for Grande!" raised her palm clenched in front of the two of them, "Grande!

"Yes, Miss Louise!!, we belong to Grande!!" blurted out words that defied human instinct.

"Then why are you still standing here!"

Running in embarrassment.

Louise really didn't want to stand in front of Mr. Green, who exuded an aura that any vampire would avoid, but she must, "Why!"

"Why?!" Mr. Green grabbed Lois with his filthy hand.

It's impossible to catch, Louise dodged with a slight movement, staring gloomily at Green, a warning - the other party will regret it if there is such a move again!

But as if such an attempt had failed to trigger something, Mr. Green suddenly went limp, and leaned uglyly in the dirt of the woods west of the Grande, "I can't take it! Why? Because I can't take it!"

"Accept what!" Louise was not prepared to obtain the reason in any tactful way, persecutive.

"That's my son!" Mr. Green twisted his body and pointed behind him, "my heir! my flesh ......and bones!"

Does it make sense to continue to let Mr. Green have an emotional breakdown here? No. Having provoked the rest of Grande's employees, it makes no sense for Louise to block the scope of the incident.

"Answer my question!"

Exhale, inhale. What Mr. Green is doing, repeating, decreasing in frequency. When it finally reached its normal frequency, a slow voice came from under his head that was hunched over his shoulder, "Pochi Quinn, a good dean......"

What the heck!

Not just everyone, but Louise too.

“...... The sanatorium, in his hands, really began to operate. "It may be that the voice is coming from almost the ground, and it is extremely muffled," he has signed a contract with Dr. Browning (Emilia) and some treatment facilities......

Isn't there a little less of an accident, isn't it the process that we should be aware of?

“...... The sanatorium that used to be in my hands is just a leftover tool for the Barton family, and I, I, I still cling to it with all my might, as the only inheritance in my life......"

Heritage.

Louise's gloom vanished, and she turned her head with a frown. There is no point in forcing the gaze anymore.

“...... Heh, heh, heh. The inheritance, my son, is gone, and I still desperately want to hold on to it, until now, Pochi Quin, Pochi Quinin...... "He probably can't finish the next words." We probably won't be able to restore what this guy who was obviously emotionally broken was going to say, but the meaning, I think, all got it. The legacy, which only exists in the meaning of the legacy, has become a real industry, but it is not transformed in his hands.

Louise pushed hard a few times, but finally failed to look at the ugly man on the ground, "So you came here to do such a stupid thing?"

"Heh, heh, heh. "Do you know how your boyfriend (Zach) asked me to come and see my son, and he finally agreed to let me see Lip." Heh, heh, but it can only be when there is no one, sneaky, Grande doesn't care, all the responsibility is my stupid father's. That's my son, I can't even take a good look at my son......"

Accidents, is it a little less. Maybe we should be aware of it now, Zack's malice of ignoring everything around him and only caring about his own small emotions will definitely bring bad consequences. It's a pity that no one realized that it had happened so far.

Returning to the original 'I can't take it'......' is to accept the current reality? As in front of me, there is nothing, and I am paralyzed on the ground and exhaling into the dirt.

"Go home. Louise had already turned around and felt that there was nothing more to say, "Take a shower and get some sleep." "I didn't even say that the fixed 'you'll feel better when you wake up' ended without saying anything.

yes, who are you fooling? This thing can't get better.

Turning around in an instant, Louise's crimson shrouded the people on the ground, "Don't kill yourself!"

This is the greatest kindness that Louise can give at this time...... No, Louise retracted her redness, she had one more thing she could do—

Let Sloan look at Mr. Green, aren't Sloan and Lip friends, this kind of thing to take care of a friend's father, as it should be.