Silence, darkness, a frenzied depression all around, a candle lit, the flames taking on an ominous bright red, as if blood was burning.

Dada, Dada......

The sound of leather shoes echoed in this terrible space, like a drum, like thunder, stepping on people's hearts, snorting...... With the sound of this footstep, the sound of flames fluttering, one candle after another, formed a path that stretched into the darker depths.

Under the blood-colored light, a figure was stretched into a narrow and incomparably long and narrow figure.

The owner of the figure paused slightly, as if hesitating, but he/she finally walked forward, into the depths reflected by the blood-colored candlelight.

"Ancestor......"

A slightly thick, obviously middle-aged male voice, who was the owner of the footsteps just now.

Dressed in a white suit of extreme refinement, he must have had a long time dressing, he bent down, bent deeply, and bowed deeply to a bright red coffin placed in front of him.

“……”

Silence, after a long period of shocking silence, a very hoarse voice that could not distinguish between men and women rang out, not loud, but there was a strange magic that filled the entire space.

"Is that the only way? ……”

"Is it just you?"

"It's sad, it's a pity, the once glorious Night Clan, the once glorious Night Clan, has fallen here. Hahahaha...... It's ridiculous. Hahaha......"

Disappointment, ridicule, and eventually into that madness, a madness that makes you breathe just by listening.

The laughter, louder and louder, filled the space around it, and the bright red candlelight shook wildly with the swaying. It's like a dancer, dancing with all his life.

Eventually, the laughter faded away, and a huge black shadow was reflected on the wall in the candlelight, and the black shadow in the human form was the reflection of a pair of huge bat wings.

Blood Moon, a pair of blood moon-like pupils slowly opened, and the black shadow looked at the middle-aged man who was deeply bent underneath, watching quietly, while the middle-aged man did not dare to move at all. Keeping his original movements, his face was covered with cold sweat.

"Heh......"

For a long time, a mocking chuckle pierced the silence.

"The blood clan blood that is less than one thousandth, and the mongrels have praised you."

"I'm sorry, Ancestor......"

The middle-aged man with a cold sweat on his face bowed respectfully again, his expression was extremely frightened, but the black shadow snorted coldly.

"Shut up! I don't want to be called an ancestor by a disgusting thing like you. ”

“……”

Silence, in the shadow of this word. After this one shut up, there was a dead silence around, only the candlelight was flickering, and cold sweat continued to run down the middle-aged man's forehead. Gathered at the chin, ticking and ticking like a roof in the rain.

Scared, yes, middle-aged man is scared. In fear.

His flawless and crisp white suit, if placed outside, would be instantly recognizable to those with eyes and knowledge. That's the world's largest clothing manufacturer producing only one limited edition suit a year, each priced in tens of millions of dollars, and even if you have money, you can't necessarily buy it.

Such a dress is enough to see what kind of successful person this middle-aged man is in society, but at this moment, he is afraid, yes, from the heart, from the blood.

"Sue me, your name."

Less than five minutes, but for a middle-aged man, it was longer than five years, and the black shadow finally spoke, and he or she, calming down, asked the middle-aged man's name.

The middle-aged man exhaled deeply, he couldn't help relaxing, but even if he relaxed, his body was still tightly tense, and again, he bowed deeply.

"Tsukimura Mio ,......"

"Heh, it's finally a good thing, at least I didn't lose the surname Yuecun. Are you the patriarch of the Moon Village clan? ”

"Yes,......"

"Hehe, I've lived for nearly a thousand years, and until the fall of the Night One Clan a hundred years ago, I haven't seen a bloodline like you become the patriarch of the Night One Clan."

"Disappointed ,......"

"Well, since fate has awakened me from my endless slumber, it is to let the Night Clan reign in the world again, and Tsukimura will see the hero...... Heh, the patriarch of the Night Clan will let you take care of it first, and now tell me about the situation, the situation of the Space-Time Authority. ”

"The Temporal Authority?"

The middle-aged man, no, at this time it should be called Tsukimura Mio, he showed a puzzled expression, obviously he had never heard of this term.

"Hahaha......"

Laughing, the black shadow laughed again, the strange voice kept echoing, and there seemed to be an inexplicable power filling the sound.

Suddenly, Tsukimura's face turned extremely pale, and poofed...... He vomited a mouthful of blood, only to feel weak and fell to his knees.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

"As the patriarch of the Night One Clan, he didn't even know the Time and Space Administration, and he didn't know the culprit of the decline of the Night One Clan. ......, but, forget it, it's probably because I don't know that the scum bloodline like you has survived to this day. ”

"......, I'll try to investigate, please rest assured."

"Investigation? No, since you don't know, then the Temporal Authority must be very hidden in this world, and for those of you who have no power, it is a delusion to contact them. ”

It was really moody, the dark shadow calmed down again, but the hoarse voice gave people a convincing feeling of a gentleman.

Charm? Maybe, in short, after this sentence, Tsukimura Mio was like a criminal who was forgiven by the monarch in ancient times, and he bowed his head one after another.

"Get up, no matter what your bloodline is, you still bear the name of the patriarch of the Night One Clan."

"Yes!"

"My awakening, I think everyone who has the blood of the Night One Clan has already felt it, just like you, go ahead and gather all the members of the Night One Clan."

……

Jingling! Crisp wind chimes ringing.

Zheng Yu pushed the door and walked into a café with very beautiful and elegant decorations.

"Welcome, Emerald House."

A woman with long brown hair and delicate overalls walked out quickly, her temperament was very mature, but she looked exceptionally young.

Takamachi Momoko, the moment he saw her, Zheng Yu recognized her identity, who made her the protagonist's mother. A dark color brushed in the depths of his eyes, and he glanced at Takamachi Momoko, judging the age, and Zheng Yu almost knew the time point at this moment.

"Give me a cup of Blue Mountain coffee, thank you."

Zheng Yu sat down on an empty seat, flipped through the menu handed over by Takamachi Momoko, and said.

"I want a strawberry sundae."

Sitting opposite Zheng Yu, Yan Zhiqiao said.

Yan Zhiqiao and Zheng Yu, Ling Yameng and Love Cai are in a group, Zheng Yu chose such a group, after all, only Zheng Yu and Ling Yameng are familiar with the plot of magical girls.

Ling Yameng and Love Cai were arranged by Zheng Yu to explore the path to attack the chest demon Eight Gods Blast, and he and Yan Zhiqiao came to the green house.

"Sir is a fresh face, it's the first time I've seen it."

Takamachi Momoko skillfully recorded while talking to Zheng Yu.

"Yes, the first time I came to Haiming City, I used to study in Huaxia."

"Huaxia? Mr. turned out to be a Chinese! So is this young lady too? ”

Although Tsubame has a Lori face and Lori figure, the temperament on her body is different, and mothers like Takamachi Momoko can tell Tsubame's age very lightly.

"Well, me too, accompanied this guy on a trip! If it weren't for this guy crying and begging me, I wouldn't have come here, huh! ”

Hey, hey, hey, this is an off-script setting!

Forget about your tsundere, don't talk about what you don't have! Zheng Yu glared at Yan Zhiqiao.

Raising the bar every day, black Zheng Yu every day, Yan Zhiqiao is never tired of it, hearing Yan Zhiqiao's words, Takamachi Momoko snorted and chuckled, she looked at Zheng Yu and Yan Zhiqiao.

"The relationship between the two is really good."

"There's no way, who called this tsundere my sister!"

Helplessly, Zheng Yu shrugged his shoulders and replied to Takamachi Momoko's words.

"You're the tsundere! Your whole family is tsundere! And I'm not your sister! Don't recognize your relatives! ”

"Look ......"

"Haha, then please wait a moment, coffee, and strawberry sundae."

"Hmm...... The two are Chinese, since they have come to Haiming City for tourism and come to Cuiwu, as a resident of Haiming City and as the manager of Cuiwu, I have to express that I have decided to send two recommended cakes today~"

It's not a very formal café.,The clerks are basically their own people.,So a lot of things can be your own hands.,Emerald House is such a humane.,Free café,Takamachi Momoko decided directly.。

"Kyoya! Endure! Blue Mountain coffee, strawberry sundae, plus a green house recommendation cake! ”

"Okay! Mom. ”

From the other end of the café came the voice of a young man.

At this moment, bang, suddenly it was such a voice, as if someone had fallen to the ground.

Tsukimura Shinobu, Zheng Yu recognized her identity, Naye's best friend Tsukimura Suzuka's sister, the clerk of Emerald House, the purple long-haired Tsukimura Shinobu fell like this without warning, and all the plates that she was holding in her hand fell to pieces, she was pale, clutching her chest in pain.

"Patience!? Endure! What happened to you! ”

Kyoya Takamachi, Naye's older brother, rushed over after a brief stunned moment. (To be continued......)