Two-thirds of the way today, close to dusk, Zach put down the phone, shook his head without knowing what he was thinking, and left the office and went straight to the basement.

Frank is picking out the blood that will be used to entertain the Tsmich ancestors. Believe me, it's a job he's struggling for - Frank can't try it...... Well, it's not that he can't, it's the result of his tasting that every kind of blood in Grandrie's reserve is rubbish!

And both Frank and Zach felt that it was too rude to directly use the blood of domestic animals to receive the ancestors of the Tsmich clan without Lesenbra's excess blood analysis ability.

"It's Craig, they'll be there in about 20 minutes. Zach glanced at the vial of blood in Frank's hand and frowned, "Are you sure? Treat Mokave's cocktail blood to him?"

Frank tugged at the corners of his mouth, put down the bottle in his hand, and picked up another one, "This?"

What Frank had in his hand was the blood that Cyrus had brought on his third day off work, which was a human blood...... Tsk, let's put it bluntly, this is the blood of a woman after menopause. The peculiarity is that this is the blood of human beings who will never have offspring. As with the blood of terminally ill patients, it is marketable in some vampire groups. Don't judge, we're human, and we don't care what other creatures like to eat.

Zach's face furrowed, "I don't have much to do with the Tsmich Ancestor, is he so good?" ”

"No, I just think it's more contextual. Frank didn't seem so sure, "Obviously I'll talk to him about the offspring, my Lesenbra, his Tsmich." Frank lifted the blood vial in his hand, "That's an easy conversation to start. ”

Zach didn't pick it quickly, "So be it." ”

"Good. Frank chosen, "20 minutes?" and went upstairs with Zach with the blood vial.

Zach nodded, and it was also time for Grande's dinner. It's not a perfect time, and James and Alice will be at the table.

"Oh, by the way, does he have the legal status to be free to roam in Barton?"

"Yes. Zach was reminded, "His current identity is Bob......

After saying that, Frank frowned, "Bob? ”

Zach pouted, "Are you very Frank?"

"Makes sense. Frank waved his hand and glanced at Zach, "I guess this is the reality that we have to accept after sleeping for four centuries." Shaking his head slightly, he said, "We can't even keep our own names." Hmph, I can only use 'Frank' and 'Bob' aggrievedly. ”

Zach remained quiet. Because, four centuries ago, Zach was also Zach. The surname will change with the human identity, but the first name has always been Zach. Oh, Zachary.

"Last name?" asked Frank.

"Winston. Zach replied.

Frank seemed to frown instinctively, glanced at Zack, and sighed, looking like he couldn't speak.

"What's wrong?" Zach asked, with Frank.

Already on the ground, on the back porch, with the twilight sun in the west, "Do you know how I realized that my son, Lut, was only going to use me as a tool?"

"How did you realize that?" Zach agreed again.

"'Gilberg'. Frank said his identity, "not 'Lesenbra.'" "That's why I'm sure I'm not awakened as a member of the Lesembra family, who are in the absolute ruling class in the society that the Feast has created in the West." ”

Zach's mouth opened slightly, then closed.

I don't know how you understand Frank, he says a lot and does things that will make his son sad. His character, loyalty, and even his way of life are questionable. If he didn't pursue those mental journeys, he seemed to wake up and only think about taking the fruits of his son's labor and ruling the world...... Not really, wicked.

But this evil, we now know, was not started by Frank. It was Root, who, as the Son of Man, spent four centuries building a society that honored 'Lesenbra', and after awakening his father, he actually gave his father a 'Gilberg'? What the hell!

"Winston. Frank changed his mood and smiled, "Not bad." "It's not Frank who is talking about it now, it's the surname of the new identity of the Tsmich clan," in line with the expectations that Craig's kid arranged for his father~" Frank looked at Zach and smiled, "Hehe, start over." ”

Zach smiled in response.

The Son's expectation of the Father, this is something that Zach will never get back. Zach can only get a little sense of what Craig did to Winston now, and what Root did to Frank in front of him now.

Slightly sentimental......

"We should also rename our last name, Toredo Asammet, to write, too long. ”

Zach's mood was completely interrupted, and he looked at Murphy speechlessly, who had been sitting on the back porch for a day, "I don't think our last name can be renamed." ”

"Why not. Murphy didn't have a questioning tone, but we knew it, and that's how she sought knowledge.

Frank raised his hand to block Zack's opening, "I'll do this~" He smiled, "I've learned a lot of information during this time~" Looking at Murphy, "The combined surname of human marriage is a right granted to human beings by human law. Humans make society, society makes laws, and laws give human rights. Humanity has made its own rights. And we vampires~" Frank spread his hands, "We were made by the Holy Lord, who made our surnames and gave abilities, and we didn't do anything." ”

Murphy was quiet for a moment and nodded, "I see, vampires don't have the right to change their surnames, because what we are, what our surnames are, the essence has nothing to do with us, so we don't have the right to change them." What we have is only what the Lord has given us, and our rights are just, possessed. ”

"Exactly~" Frank lip synced a few times to Zach, 'worthy of Asammet'.

Zach just shrugged his shoulders and didn't want to comment.

"Then we can accept that our last name is Toredo. As long as we know that we are Assammet, it is enough. Murphy looked at Zack, "Vampire surnames don't mean anything to society, and Asammet can be like a human middle name, meaning only at birth, and it doesn't matter if he appears in front of people or not." ”

Zach had to speak, "I haven't fully agreed to merge with Assammet. ”

It was Zach's miswording.

"Then you almost agree. "Question.

Zach helplessly glanced at Frank, who was already laughing, "Seventy." "Of these seventy percent, forty percent are the secret population of Assamet, and forty percent are the human dependents brought by the Asammet clan. Everyone's arithmetic is correct, and being deducted is that Zack can't figure out the ancestor of the Asammet clan at all - the Asammet clan has indeed deceived everyone, and has clearly experienced the history of the federal country, isn't it.

"Enough. Murphy stood up, the corners of his mouth moving up with difficulty, a ...... Smile, "I have an appointment, when I come back later, I will make up for the process of receiving the Tsmich clan, our clan in the middle of the country, may want to get a letter in this regard......"

Zach didn't care what the central Asammet clan wanted to know, Zach cared about "dating?" and whom. ”

Murphy's smile crumbled a little, "Can't tell you." ”

"No?" Zach frowned. Hey, No...... Just the events of the last few days, don't repeat them, everyone understands, "Don't try to lie." "The crisis of confidence is not a good thing, and Zach may reduce the level of agreement by a few percent.

Murphy said simply, "I'm not lying. He turned around and walked away.

Zach prepares to chase and is stopped by Fran, "She said 'date', are you sure you're fit to stop it?"

Not suitable, not in every sense of the word.

Zach frowned and looked at the time, "Fifteen minutes." "Sitting on the back porch. Await.

Boring waiting, let's skip it directly.

At Grande's table, both the host and the guest sat down.

Humans have begun to process their own food, unlike James's stuffy eating, and the two teenage girls are gossiping and gossiping, not paying any attention to the vampires at the table.

Louise, looking at Craig, more specifically, Craig's forehead. Zach's father's eyes were hidden, remember.

Omit the politeness of the first meeting, and the real topic has begun. There is one thing that needs to be explained, Zack, the ancestor of the Toledo clan, has the name of Frank Zack, so everyone uses the name as a title.

The real conversation started when Bob Winston drank the food Frank had chosen, looking satisfied. As Frank intended, "Can you taste anything special?"

"No~" Bob looked apologetic, "I'm probably the one who is the most sluggish to blood among the thirteen clans~ Hehe, after all, I have let go of too many things in my body~"

"It is the blood of a woman who has lost the ability to bear offspring. "Frank was certainly happy to introduce.

"Oh. Bob glanced at his cup, "It's a shame." ”

"Do you like offspring?"

"Of course~" Bob looked at Craig, "I heard that my descendants are really fighting and killing each other for something inexplicable~" smiled and squinted, "I can't sleep~"

"Hehehe. Frank smiled and clapped his hands, "You're still so humorous~"

Bob reached out and rubbed Craig's head. This is appeasement.

Don't understand?

Not to mention what is the concept of vampires' sleep, heh, everyone should be serious, why did the ancestors go to sleep four centuries ago? It was because they felt that their descendants would kill each other after splitting, and who did they go to to save the ancestral bloodline, themselves!

Do you think it's humorous?

Zach was actually a little afraid that the topic would drift to some strange places, after all, there were girls at this table, and James who still seemed to be dealing with food, who knew if James would die at some point.

Zach is a little on topic, "The Civil War of Temp Tsmich ......"

Before Zach could finish speaking, Frank patted Zach on the shoulder and said to Bob, "Do you want to see it? Frank actually fulfilled his promise to the dog brother right now, "My son, Root, wants to destroy the evidence that you won't see." Would you like to see it?" Frank gestured to Louise.

Louise withdrew from her focus on Craig's mind, "It's on the second floor. Nearly fifty hours of video tape documenting the battle between the two generations of Tsmich and interviews about the effects of the battle on humanity. ”

"Video?" Bob looked at Craig quizzically.

"Humans have invented things that can record pictures. Products that allow people who are not present to see how the incident occurred. Craig also looked a little curious, and looked at Louise, "Did you really take a picture of my brothers fighting?"

"Of course not. Louise's answer was direct, "All the battle scenes are supernatural images, no one appears, but you can see the damage caused by the battle." ”

"Oh. Craig replied, looking back at his father, Bob, "You should take a look, at least to make you understand what kind of weapons are being used in the current battle of Moyan Tsmich." ”

Bob still looked confused, "Four centuries, Mother Nature......" "Mother Nature?? Forget it, don't comment, "Did you make any interesting creatures?"

Remember what we saw before, what were the weapons used by the Northern Tsmich to attack Zack, including the Tsmich of Patton sent by the Demon Feast, and later Lou, the weapons they used were the organs of other creatures. Then he recalled what Roy Tsmich used to attack Zack at the Feast.

Craig wanted Bob to realize that Molzen Tsmich was using "No, it's something made by humans." Guns, explosives, chemicals...... Fancy, but not in the slightest practical thing. "Craig actually commented on modern weapons like this, judging from the damage to the aliens, it is true.

The corners of Bob's mouth curled, "Then I guess I have to take a look~"

Zach was quite surprised by this process, which changed the topic of the place??

Well, of course Zach doesn't complain about anything, and the Indian girl who can avoid gossip and Detective Barton who is too quiet to be uneasy are very good.

Frank was already familiar with Grande, and he and Bob obviously crossed paths, so Frank led the way, and Louise followed quickly. Zach, the guy who is sluggish with electronics, is welcome, but the guy with the sluggish talent hangs at the end.

Before Zach could step out of the table, one hand grabbed the hem of Zach's clothes.

Zach turned around, Maya and Alice looked at Zack, the two of them were still gossiping, and the tone and speed of speech did not slow down at all.

Zach frowned and gave a look of what's wrong.

Maya and Alice's gossip continues, but it's Maya's fork, which is compared to death on the plate.

Someone's death was seen by two young girls.

'Who's?' Zach asked, lip syncing.

"Aren't you coming?" Frank urged.

Tut. Who could it be? Grandry just had two new faces.

Maya's fork was moving fast, tsk, what a good food, was stirred up.

'Your father'.

This......