The night was deep, and footsteps sounded in the gloomy streets.

"Edmund, are you sure this is the place?"

Davis Barton looked at the slaughterhouse with the iron door closed in front of him, and looked suspiciously at Edmund beside him.

"We used to trade outside, but one time, I followed them and saw that the place was here."

Edmund, who had lost his men, lost the spirit of the past, and his spirit became a little sluggish, looking at the dark clearing inside the iron gate, he hesitated a little, "Finally, I was discovered, and they warned me not to approach. ”

"Why, they didn't kill you when they found you?" Davis Barton asked.

He believed that if the other party was really so mysterious, then there was no reason to let him go easily.

"Probably because of their arrogant nature, they need someone to do these menial jobs." Edmund also seemed a little unsure, and paused slightly, "Money is not a problem for them at all. ”

Davis Barton nodded, then pointed to the closed iron door, and asked, "Then how do we get in?" ”

It is naturally possible to climb over the wall, and it is okay to break the chains on the iron door, but Davis Barton does not dare to try what the consequences will be if he breaks in rashly.

"Try it with this."

Edmund took out a bamboo flute about ten centimeters long from his bosom, "In the past, as long as we caught someone, someone would pick it up when it was blown in the designated place. ”

As he spoke, Edmund put the bamboo flute in his hand to his mouth, and breathed softly, and a sharp but not loud whistle sounded in the dark night.

After a while, the slaughterhouse, with the iron door closed, seemed to have no movement at all, and no lights were on.

"It doesn't seem to work." Edmund put down the bamboo flute, a little deflated.

Davis Barton also shook his head, there seemed to be some weakness in his eyes, but there was a lot of unwillingness.

Suddenly, Davisbaton walked to the iron gate, shook it violently, and made a series of clattering metal collision sounds, followed him with his hands and feet, and directly wanted to climb over the iron door and climb in.

"Come down, you're going to kill us!" Edmund's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted at Davisbaton.

"No, I'm going to find them." Davisbaton stepped through the iron door and refused, "Edmond, I've seen the other side of this world, I don't want to be an ordinary person, I want power, great power!" You know, if I hadn't met you, I'd be on a ship to the Old World right now! ”

"Really?"

Suddenly, a gloomy voice sounded in the ears of the two of them.

Davis-Barton and Edmund, who were climbing the iron gate, were both startled, and looked in the direction from which the sound came from, and found a figure standing under the iron gate.

……

……

A dark and tall castle is lit up at the moment.

At a gorgeous table, Archie Levi wore a crisp gentleman's suit, a white napkin tied around his neck, chin in one hand, and a goblet gently rocking in the other, the goblet was a wine-like liquid, only more intensely red.

Archie Levi sniffed the red liquid inside, gently put the goblet down, the corners of his mouth seemed to drop slightly, and his face showed a little disinterested.

An elderly white man dressed as a well-dressed servant saw him put down his goblet, his expression seemed to become slightly nervous, and he bowed beside Alchilevi and said respectfully:

"My lord, this is the strongest Negro, we made him run a full ten kilometers before killing him, and every drop of his blood contains an abundance of energy to make up for your loss."

Alchilevi didn't say anything, but several well-dressed men and women sitting under the table picked up the quilt in their hands, some took a sip, and some drank it all.

One of the blonde women, who seemed to be dressed as a noblewoman, had a smile on her face after taking a sip of the blood in the cup, and exclaimed to the old white man dressed as a servant: "Not bad, Eddie, you are very capable, and you can always come up with some new tricks." I feel like next time, I should let my housekeeper come and learn from you. ”

As she spoke, the blonde woman dressed as a noble lady glanced at Alchilevi at the head of the table and asked softly, "What do you say, Archie?" ”

"Then you because you haven't tasted the blood of a truly strong person."

Alchilevi smiled noncommittally, "That kind of vigorous qi and blood, the energy and will contained in that pure blood, is not comparable to a slave, just one bite, it can almost give you advanced power." ”

The blonde woman dressed as a noblewoman chuckled, "Archie, don't always show off your experiences in the Far East, you, we, are just poor worms who have been expelled from our homeland. Far East was able to get involved that time, but the tin canners didn't want to do the dirty work. ”

"It's just nostalgia!"

Alchilevi sighed faintly, "It's a pity that the ruler of that land is much stronger than we thought, and we can't really rest assured that those tin cans and other forces can only retreat in the end." ”

As he spoke, Alchilevi turned his gaze to the elderly white man serving next to him, "Eddie, in the future, you have to change your means, take it in batches, and go too far at one time, I heard that there are no slaves in the south, do you want us to fight the African continent again?" ”

"Understood, sir!"

The servant dressed as an elderly white man fell to his knees, "This...... It was my mistake. ”

"Forget it, you clean up the tail of your hands early!" Alchilevi waved his hand, a little apprehensive, "The previous one is indeed too extreme, and the next council, I will vote for the resolution of the North, and perhaps there is a layer of masks that will be more conducive to our rule over this land, just as we did with those Madi people in the first place." ”

"I won't agree with you."

The blonde woman dressed as a noblewoman sneered, "Archie, when did you become so hypocritical that you still have compassion for food?" ”

"It's different after all."

Alchilevi shook his head, "Hiding behind the scenes, like in the north, is the long-term solution. ”

"Naive idea!" The blonde woman dressed as a noblewoman sneered, "Your domestic animals have a mind and know how to take up arms, and you still want to continue to rule them?" ”

"They don't have power, Franna, we are at the top of the food chain, we are gods, we are rulers, are you going to go out and hunt by yourself every day? That's what we would do when we were cornered by the tin cans in the Old World.

You should look at the south now, when the continent of Africa was conquered, how many slaves were there, but how many are there now? You have to learn restraint, you have to know how to keep them in captivity, not to hunt unscrupulously, but to let them obediently line up in front of the ground and stick out their necks. ”

With all that said, Alchillevi seemed to become a little irritable, a topic that had been bickering between the two major vampire camps in the North and the South.

Several councils broke up unhappily, but never came up with a definite solution.

Looking at the blonde woman dressed as a noble lady without saying a word, Alchilevy's tone was a little more soothing, "Of course, occasional hunting is also possible. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the elderly white man dressed as a servant next to him, "What about the hounds that drove for me?" Did they come back? ”

"Not yet, my lord, I've asked James to go with two Beginner Descendants." The man dressed as a capable servant stood up with some trepidation and replied respectfully.

"Tell me when you're back."

Alchilevi waved his hand impatiently, and looked at the blonde woman sitting below him again, a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Flana, I seem to smell a long-lost smell today, and powerful qi and blood, my hound and servant have gone hunting, if you are willing to wait, I will feast you before you go south." ”

The blonde woman smiled indifferently, picked up the goblet on the table again, took a sip elegantly, and pursed her lips lightly after putting it down, "You still want to think about how to deal with that hunter, recently I heard that you are collecting new descendants, is your people dying too much?" ”

"I'll get rid of him!"

Alchilevi snorted coldly and stood up from the long table, "In this city, in this land, there are always some livestock who are unwilling to accept their fate in peace. ”