The four patriarchs of the neutral clan sat at the bar of the bar, but held the headmaster firmly in the middle.

The blood-red eyes of the four of them with a slight sense of hatred stayed on this old man who exuded a strong charm all the time.

Facing the gaze of the four patriarchs, the headmaster took out the cigar in his arms and slowly lit it.

"So what is the purpose of your appointment to come today? Do you want to dig through old accounts? ”

The four of them glanced at each other, and the silver-haired old man sitting on the left hand side of the principal said with a smile,

"If that's the case, can you still smoke a cigar so gracefully?"

"Fan Zhuo, sixty years ago, you took the initiative to find us and offered to cooperate. The Secret Clan no longer hunts us down, and in the same way you ask us to send away the purest young men in your clan, can you tell us what you have done to them? ”

The headmaster shook his head.

"I confirmed some of my conjectures, but alas, it failed."

Sitting on the right hand side of the principal, the old man, whose face was unusually pale, gradually narrowed his blood-red eyes.

"After all these years, are you still searching for evolution?"

The headmaster didn't answer their questions, and smoked the cigar in his hand in silence.

In the face of the principal's silence, a sneer appeared on the old man's face.

"Fan Zhuo, after so many years, you are still so sanctimonious, you know? I knew from the very beginning of the Ten Years' War that you were a liar, that you were just deceiving us with lies, that you just wanted to wipe out all the Bloods outside of the Secret Party! Do you know how much I hated you at the time? I actually believed the words of a liar! ”

The old man stared deeply at the man sitting beside him, the wise man he had once admired.

"Because you were too deceitful before, you were really as wise and selfless as the prophet, but the ten years of war have torn off your disguise and let us see your true colors, you are just a careerist!"

Faced with the evaluation of these four neutral clan patriarchs, the headmaster didn't explain much.

"War is another way of evolution, I'm not wrong, I'm not alone, Archduke Abraham was like me in the past, the difference is, I won, he lost, you are all still alive."

Playing with the wine glass in his hand, there was no trace of debauchery on the principal's body, and some were only deep.

"And I can also tell you responsibly that I have been following the path of the Hebrew prophets, and until the day I die, I will continue to study the evolution of the bloodline, because for me, it is a very worthwhile matter to spend my life studying and verifying."

"The so-called pursuit of the wise?"

The patriarchs of the four neutral clans, sneered and mocked.

Standing up, the headmaster calmly straightened his clothes.

"Anything else? I'm leaving if it's okay, and by the way, there's something I want to tell you. ”

The headmaster patted the old man on the shoulder as if he were an old friend.

"War is indeed wrong, and I am now looking for a new path, and at that time, I may need your help."

With that, the principal smiled slightly, took out two bills from his suit pocket and left them on the bar.

"If I'm still alive the next time we meet, I hope I'll have a drink."

Seeing that the principal was leaving, the four patriarchs of the neutral clan exchanged glances and spoke.

"We asked you to come today to negotiate a deal."

The headmaster stopped leaving.

"What deal?"

"We can give you the last artifact in our hands, but in return, you have to meet our requirements."

Turning around, the headmaster looked directly at the four real vampires in front of him and smiled.

"No wonder you have been neutral for thousands of years without being destroyed, and to this day, you still have a holy weapon in your hands, well, tell me your request."

The silver-threaded old man sitting on the left hand side of the principal, who was also the patriarch of the Assamat clan, poured himself a glass of whiskey and said softly.

"Our request is not excessive, to exchange a holy vessel for a peace, and by the way, to hand over that child."

The headmaster sat back down at the bar in the bar.

"Which child?"

Patriarch Assamat smiled lightly, "Fanzhuo, don't pretend to be confused, whose child can it be, of course, the son of that little girl Lilith." ”

"Van Zhuo, we can hand over the artifact to you, not only do you promise not to bother us again, but you also have to hand over Lilith's son to us, it's a good deal for you, right?"

Shaking the whiskey in his hand, the headmaster didn't raise his head.

"What if I say no?"

The four clan chiefs looked at each other, and Assamat Patriarch gently patted the headmaster on the shoulder.

"Fanzhuo, we won't hurt him, we just want to see him, learn something, and by the way, we also want to see if Lilith's son is really as bad as people say, to be honest, even if he marries a human, I don't believe that Abraham's blood will be so bad."

The patriarch of the Giovanni clan, who was sitting to the right of the principal, was much more straightforward.

"Fan Zhuo, you'd better not reject us, because the Demon Party has been in contact with us recently, of course, it shouldn't be said to be the Demon Party, it should be said to be the Lesenbra Clan, hehe, it's really unimaginable, the Demon Party has actually split, they used to be an incomparably united party, otherwise they only have two clans, and they wouldn't have fought a war with the Secret Party for thousands of years."

The headmaster didn't speak again, his eyes lowered, and he looked at the wine glass in his hand.

"The first asks that I can promise you peace and give you peace, but the second ...... There's no room for negotiation, if you want to, you can be on the side of the demon party, I don't care too much. ”

"Even if we stand with the Lesenbra clan? You don't agree with it either? ”

"That's right."

The patriarchs of the four neutral clans subconsciously stood up.

"Fan Zhuo, with such an attitude, there is no way to negotiate with people."

As soon as Patriarch Giovanni's words fell, the door of the bar was slammed open.

"Stepping", heavy footsteps sounded, and more than 20 black-clothed mermaids rushed in.

More than 20 members of the Russian branch, with a fast posture and an iron-blooded temperament like a soldier, were like an iron wall, blocking the headmaster and the four neutral clan patriarchs in front of them.

At the same time, bend their waist to the teacher who taught them.

"Headmaster."

In the resentful eyes of the four neutral clan patriarchs, a burly figure like a giant walked into the bar.

Behind the dense Russian branch members, the giant, who was nearly two meters tall, pushed away the members who were blocking him and walked quickly to the principal.

There was a tremor in his voice.

"Teacher, we're late."

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The head of the Russian branch, Ivanov, a giant who was nearly two meters tall, rushed here without stopping after receiving a text message from his teacher.

Standing in front of his teacher, the head of the Russian branch, who was as calm as a mountain, showed a look of self-reproach in front of his subordinates for the first time.

"Head of the Russian branch, Ivanov Boglovtores, teacher, we're late."

Fan Zhuo looked at his student with satisfaction.

"It's not late, well, just find a place to sit, Ivanov, don't be nervous, they're all my friends."

From the first moment the Russian branch appeared in front of them, the faces of the four patriarchs all turned gloomy.

"What do you mean, Fanzhuo?"

The headmaster took a sip of whiskey from his glass.

"I just hope you guys calm down and don't be so impulsive."

The patriarch of the Giovanni clan looked at the headmaster indifferently.

"You want to detain us?"

Hearing this, the principal smiled bitterly.

"You and I are all old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years, and they, hehe, we are all people who have walked through that era, and in that era when the prince and grand duke dominated everything, they were all newborns."

Standing up, the headmaster took off his suit, revealing the plain black shirt underneath.

Putting his suit on the chair at the bar, dressed in a black shirt, the headmaster, who looked particularly chic, picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass of wine for each patriarch.

"You want to leave, I can't stop it, I want to go, you can't stop it, I just hope everyone can sit down and talk calmly."

"You're such a bastard."

The headmaster smiled.

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Facing the twenty members of the Russian branch in front of them, the four patriarchs of the neutral clan simply glanced at them and withdrew their gaze.

Even there was a slight disdain in everyone's eyes.

Newborns, Fanzhuo's description is really good.

Because in the eyes of these old monsters and old vampires, the members of these Russian branches are just a group of immature newborns who can no longer be immature.

And in their eyes, these members of the Russian branch, who seem to be excellent, are no longer blood clans.

"Okay, we can do without that child, but on the other hand, you have to compensate us too."

After a moment of thought, the four patriarchs of the neutral clan decided to make concessions.

"What compensation?" The headmaster asked in a deep voice.

"It's simple, we want three holy weapons."

Suddenly, the headmaster burst out laughing.

"Three for one artifact? Guys, you're really kidding me, aren't you? ”

Patriarch Assamat shook his head and said.

"Not for three, but for borrowing, and when you find the three holy artifacts we need, give them to us as soon as possible, and of course, we will return them to you after a day."

The headmaster was silent in thought, and after a while, he spoke.

"What three artifacts do you want?"

"The soul ring, the spirit staff, and Cain's right hand."

After listening to the request made by the four Neutral Clan Patriarchs, the headmaster held the wine glass in his hand and shook his head slightly, with a regretful expression on his face.

"You should know that the secret party doesn't have a single artifact right now, and I can't lend them to you."

The patriarch of the Giovanni clan looked at the headmaster indifferently.

"When you find them, that's the day our trade begins."

The patriarch of the Assamat clan asked with a smile.

"Is that okay?"

After some thought, the headmaster nodded.

"Okay, the deal is done, I can accept all the terms you offered, but ........."

The headmaster smiled and rubbed the wine glass in his hand.

"Your fundamental purpose isn't Xiaobei, right? You just hope to get those three holy artifacts from my hands, hehe, next time it's better to be more direct, there's no need to make it so troublesome. ”

None of the four patriarchs of the neutral clan spoke again, only the patriarch of the Giovanni clan said with a sneer.

"Fan Zhuo, the secret clan in your hands is indeed very powerful, but they are not real vampires at all now, are they? I don't know exactly how you did it, but we've been doing it for thousands of years, and we've been breeding for thousands of years! ”

The headmaster nodded thoughtfully.

"Well, you're telling me that you have a lot of people, and you're also telling me that I didn't kill too many of your descendants back then."

The patriarch of the Assammet clan signaled Giovanni patriarch with his eyes not to get excited, and said with a smile instead.

"Now that we've made a perfect deal, then Fanzhuo, this is the end of our meeting tonight."

The words fell, and the four patriarchs of the neutral clan stood up at the same time.

But then, the headmaster stopped them.

"You told me you wanted peace? Actually, there's no need to be so troublesome, I can directly invite you to join the secret party. ”

Turning around, the patriarch of the Giovanni clan looked directly at the headmaster and said with a sneer.

"Archduke Abraham invited us to join the Esoteric Party back then, and the Hebrew prophet wanted us to join the Esoteric Party, but we didn't agree, do you think you are comparable to the two of them?"

The headmaster slowly lit the cigar in his hand.

"It's true that I'm not as good as them, but I still hope you can join the secret party."

Patriarch Assamat turned his head to look directly into the headmaster's eyes that shone with wisdom.

"The strength of the Demon Party is growing day by day, and it is no longer the lost dog that was driven out of Europe back then."

"Fan Zhuo, we can all clearly feel that the next ten-year war may not be too far away, so we hope to exchange the holy weapon in our hands for a peace with you today, a peace that will not be disturbed again."

"We just want to live quietly in this world, without disturbing ordinary people, and we don't want to get involved in the war between you anymore."

The headmaster smoked a cigar in his mouth and let out a large puff of smoke.

"I see."