There is no doubt that Serena has absolutely no idea of staying overnight.

Even within most vampire families, the style is relatively open, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is arrogant and obscene.

Hundreds of years of long life, if you don't have some fun, it's too boring.

Good wine, good food, beautiful flesh, beautiful clothes, lively banquets...... Only these can fill the emptiness in the heart.

But Serena was an exception, and she didn't like those.

Instead, he took the initiative to join the 'Deathwalker' and chose to fight the werewolves.

On her 100th birthday, many people said that she wanted to give Serena a male pet or a naked open-air party, but she sternly refused.

"Then I won't bother."

Serena was crisp and went out through the window.

The night wind howled, stirring the corners of the clothes, and blowing the sound of hunting.

She was agile like a running hunter and hurried towards one of the Moulin Rouge's estates.

This night was no ordinary for Serena.

She had heard too many secrets, and the Superman lieutenant general told the history of vampires and werewolves, as well as the names of ancestors who didn't know whether they were true or not.

So much so that Miss Vampire, known as the "Werewolf Killer", was a little confused, thinking that she would go back and look through the history books, or ask Thales.

That guy was a polymath who was trusted by the Elders, and knew a lot about the origins of the Bloodline.

"Alexander Kovinas ......"

Serena murmured softly, her slender figure like a bird, passing from house to house.

Twenty minutes later, a torrential downpour fell.

Drenched in a drenched Cerena pushed open the thick door with intricate patterns, and a strange aura of confusion came to her face.

In the wide hall, gorgeous women wore revealing clothes, gorgeous long skirts outlined the curves, and the lowered bandeau was snow-white.

It's even more appealing than the sexy dancers at the Moulin Rouge!

They sat or lay down, grinding against each other's ears and temples, entangled with each other, and collapsed on the couch, or they put their arms around the man's neck and sat on each other's laps.

The sound of profligate laughter and flirtatious whispers echoed through the hall.

All kinds of high-end tobacco and luxury wine on the table produce a psychedelic-like effect, which makes people can't help but indulge.

"Where's Crane?"

Serena took off her soaked trench coat, tight leather coat, waistcoat, and silver pistol pinned to her waist, and the whole person exuded a solemn momentum.

He ...... Maybe in the study. Serena, come, have a drink. ”

A drunken woman with heavy makeup handed over a goblet.

Serena ignored it, turned around and left.

She seemed out of place with the atmosphere of the entire hall, as if she had strayed into high society.

"Serena, what's the matter with you?"

Walking all the way to the study on the second floor, Serena stepped past her men who wanted to stop her, pressed her hands on the door, and slammed them open.

Boom!

"Hurry up! Klein...... Yes! ”

The coquettish voice, the moving call, came to an abrupt end.

Crane, who was working hard, lifted his pants in embarrassment and threw aside the unsatisfied woman.

"It was a misunderstanding. Serena, you listen to me, just ...... How to put it, I'm just idle and have nothing to do, and then ......"

The blonde man with a little white face spoke incoherently.

However, Serena, who broke in, didn't care at all, didn't even look at it, and said, "Give me the key to the underground library, and then you can continue playing, Crane." ”

"What do you want this for? Victor is sleeping, and it's better not to disturb him if it's okay. ”

Klein, who seemed to be ignored, was a little annoyed and angry.

Is it because you are not handsome enough, or is your job not good enough?

Don't even look at it!

It hurts my self-esteem so much!

"Just give it to me, your little pet is still waiting for you."

Serena said coldly.

She hurried to verify that Luke's message was true.

Despite being the head of the family, Crane is the head of the family, leaving most of the matter to him, calling the shots, and he also reveals that he has a desire to pursue Serena.

But the latter still has no good attitude.

Serena didn't like ...... Cissies.

She has little interest in cowards who are calculating, hiding behind, and never daring to charge.

"Here's the key, Elder Amelia is going to have a ball tomorrow night, you have ......"

Klein stared at Selena who turned around and left, and was so angry that he wanted to curse.

It's like sending a message on time every day, offering a courteous licking dog, but never getting a reply from the goddess.

"Klein, why don't we keep ......"

The woman who was entangled like a water snake was pushed away before she could touch it.

"Get out!"

Crane yelled roughly.

A look of a ruthless scumbag.

Immediately afterward, he unleashed his anger on the others: "Pierre, you bastard, you didn't stop Serena!" Where did she go today? ”

"I'll check it out later. There was an explosion at the Moulin Rouge tonight, and she may have gone to investigate. ”

The subordinates guarding outside the study were also aggrieved, but the other party was Deathwalker, an elite warrior who specialized in hunting werewolves.

"Serena is a little abnormal, she is in a hurry to go to the underground library, what is she looking for?"

Klein's sense of smell is still quite keen, not only paying attention to the goddess's every move, but also sensing something wrong in time.

Half an hour later, the inquiring man came back and reported the situation truthfully.

"What is she doing at the Palace Hotel? Still lingering in the room for that long? ”

Klein frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

"It's full of delegates to the peace summit, isn't it ......?"

The more he thought about it, the more irritated Klein became, as if he heard raindrops falling on the green meadow.

Jealousy, as well as the humiliation just now, prompted him to prepare to make some irrational moves.

"Find a few people......"

Boom!

Serena slammed the door open again.

Crane, who was going to do something bad, almost scared out of a heart attack.

"Tse...... Linna, is there anything else you can do? ”

He asked weakly.

"I want to see Elder Amelia!"

Serena was straightforward in her request.

She clutched an old book in her hand.

It contains the history of Marcus and William, the ancestors of werewolves and the leaders of vampire families!

"What do you want to do?"

Crane's expression became solemn, and it was not a trivial matter to gather the elders.

Even if he wanted to pursue Serena and gain the other party's heart, he couldn't easily agree.

"Alexander Covenas, I would like to know the meaning behind the name."

Serena's face was cold, she remembered everything Vice Admiral Superman had said, and gritted her teeth and said, "This has the potential to end our family's bloody war with werewolves for so many years!" ”

If the Marcus family and the wolf king Lucien belong to the same bloodline, maybe history will be rewritten.

"What are you crazy about? We are a noble blood family, what does it have to do with werewolves? ”

Crane was furious, he didn't admit to having anything to do with werewolves.

Hundreds of years ago, the wolf king Lucian was a lowly slave, and all werewolves were slaves.

The explanation given by Serena is equivalent to saying to the white race that you and the black slave actually have the same father.

Let the vampires in the hall know that not only will they not accept it, but they will even consider it a humiliation.

"I've never heard of Alexander Kovinas, it's all a lie! Serena, it's all a human deception to you! ”

Crane scolded coldly, extremely harshly.

Serena was noncommittal about this, she only trusted her own judgment.

"Elder Amelia is here."

The subordinates who were listening all the way glanced at the open iron door outside the window.

There's a ball tomorrow night, and Victor is about to wake up, and Elder Amelia is here to hand it over.

Although vampires claim to be immortals, they have not reached the terrifying point of immortality.

The younger low-level blood clan has a life course of one or two hundred years at most.

The bloodline is more pure and high-level, and it can live for five or six hundred years.

It can be extended even longer by sleeping for a long time.

Only such an "ancestor" as Grand Duke Dracula, Alexander Kovinas, can cross the thousand-year-old barrier.

"Now, I don't need you."

Serena said contemptuously and turned to leave the study.

She's going to find Elder Amelia herself, or Victor.

Tomorrow night, the latter will be awakened.