As the old saying goes, there are no impermeable walls in the world.

Although the Chief of Intelligence, Collingwood, deliberately wanted to conceal it. But the news that the only male of the Adelaide family's generation was killed by a blood clan quickly spread throughout the upper echelons of the empire.

Most people are gloating about this. Only a handful of racist families like Adelaide would feel the sadness of the dead rabbit and the fox.

Of course, Dylan, our client, didn't care about these things at all, and he was sitting on the balcony of the hotel, concentrating on enjoying his good life.

Eat!

This is necessary for the survival of all living beings, and at the same time their most primitive desire.

Some people travel through thousands of mountains and rivers to find their favorite food (such as Bei Ye) for a bite to eat, and some people risk their lives for a bite to eat. (Such as the monsters in Journey to the West)

For those who love to eat, nothing is more important than taking a bite of what you like.

Now, Dylan is launching a fierce attack on a whole roast goose. As a Kindred, you lose the right to walk freely in the sun, and then your ability to eat and reproduce is also restricted.

Since he became a blood clan, he can only suck blood every day, and occasionally drink some alcohol to have a good time. But in just one year, he had forgotten what meat was like. It wasn't until the day before yesterday that he got a trace of the divine power inheritance of the Quetzalcoatl God, and he was reborn as a new man... Actually, I don't know if it's a human being.

After the body's flaws are repaired, the first thing is, of course, to eat a big meal.

I have to say that Britain is indeed not a suitable country for diners, here, even the aristocracy and the royal family just eat some barbecue, bread, barbecue, bread······ At most, add fruits and vegetables. However, for Dylan, who has not known the taste of meat for a year, it is already very satisfying to be able to eat a table of barbecue.

Putting down the roast goose that had been gnawed to the point of only a skeleton, looking at the table full of swept food, Dylan burped in satisfaction, and then spread out on the seat without any image.

The instinct of living beings is to eat and drink enough and sleep, and the beauty of life can only be experienced at this time.

Lazily glancing at Maria next to him, Dylan thought to himself that it would be even more perfect if no one was watching all the time.

Dylan is happy in his heart now, and Mary is in horror in his heart now.

"Cain, what's going on? Has God lifted the curse on the Bloodline?"

"It's common sense that the Blood Clan can't eat human food except for a small amount of alcohol and juice. Should I report this to Lord Osborne, and if so, what should I say? ”

While Maria was wrestling with her mind, a cacophony came from downstairs. Looking down, it turned out to be a team of City Guard personnel, who were violently kicking open the door of the hotel and breaking in.

Birmingham is a system of alliance and empire, and the personnel system in Birmingham is intricate. Although the head of the Chamber of Commerce, Count Fairman, is the lord of the city, but the guard is subordinate to the Imperial military. Normally, these people are only in charge of arresting wanted criminals and when the city's security is seriously affected, but today they actually ran to the hotel to ·····.

The guards rushed all the way, searching from the first floor to the basement and then to the balcony on the second floor, only to find Dylan and Maria.

I saw one of them, a middle-aged officer with a pale face who knew that he was overly drunk, swaggered up to the two of them, and said to Dylan arrogantly: "Mr. Dylan, is it? I'm Dominic, the executive officer of the Birmingham Security Station." You've been arrested on suspicion of a murder, come with us now!"

A pawn thrown out by the military to test the Dark Council and the Chamber of Commerce and Industry, for this kind of unknown person, Dylan and Maria did not look at him, just as if he did not exist.

The atmosphere was cold for a while.

Dominic looked at the indifferent two, and his face was a little uncontrollable. However, because of the special identity of the other party, he did not dare to arrest people directly as usual.

He pressed the hat on his head, forced a breath in his heart, and said, "Mr. Dylan, we have an arrest warrant issued by the Royal Guard Headquarters in London, so it is better for you to follow us obediently." Otherwise we'll ·····."

"What else can you do?"

With this awe-inspiring voice, a large group of men in police uniforms crashed through the guardhouse, and out of the middle of the police came a young girl in a princess Victorian dress, who walked to Dylan's table with slender steps, again without looking at Dominic. Just sat next to Dylan, the lady fan in his hand gently fanning the wind in front of him.

Isabella's arrival seemed to exceed the military's expectations, and Dominic's eyelids jumped, and he hesitated to decide to stand up. After all, this is an order from the London Military Department, he can not do it, but he can't help but do his best. If his superiors knew about it, he wouldn't even dare to finish his words in the face of the daughter of the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, for fear that the hat on his head would be lost after he went back.

Dominic bent down and said with a flattering smile: "Dear Miss Isabella, we have an arrest warrant from the London headquarters regarding this case. Although your father is the lord of the city, this matter is ·····. ”

"Do you know that my father is the lord of the city, and that you are here to be a merchant alliance?"

Isabella's voice was high-pitched, and her eyes exuded awe-inspiring majesty: "It seems that you have forgotten that in the city of Birmingham, our business alliance is the master, and in this city, even the people in the military department can't help but give me Isabella Fairman's face." ”

When she said this, Isabella's aura was so strong that Maria, who had always been indifferent, also looked sideways. Not to mention a consul of a guard station, Dominic didn't dare to look at her at all.

Seeing that the suspect had the protection of the business alliance, he could only leave the hotel in disgrace.

The political system of Europe has always been a feudal system. Unlike the whole world in the East, which is not the king's land, it is about my subordinate and not my subordination. And under this system, if you want to go beyond your own territory to arrest people, even the imperial military is powerless.

As long as they don't rebel openly, they can't send an army.

Watching the people in the guard station leave, Isabella's momentum weakened.

She looked at Dylan with an indifferent look and said with some concern: "I know that Wales' death has nothing to do with you, but the Chancellor of the Exchequer is too powerful, and I am afraid that my father will not be able to withstand the pressure in the end." When the time comes... ”

Dylan glanced at Maria, who was still expressionless, and then said to Isabella, "Don't worry, I've already thought of a countermeasure." I'm an outsider to Dengnir, and no one here will care if I live or die, except for you. So, I'm going to go back to our own turf. ”

"Are you going back to Ireland?" asked Isabella.

"Of course, the military is very weak there, and even if the royal family wants to do something to me when I return to Ireland, I have to think about it. ”

"When are you leaving?"

"Of course, the sooner the better······"

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At 12 midnight, there was light snow.

At this time, it should be the time to sleep.

At this time, there was a tightly wrapped carriage that secretly drove out of Birmingham City. This is obviously a violation of the city ban, but it is strange that the guards at the city gate turned a blind eye to it.

On the watchtower of the city, Isabella stood quietly with an umbrella, looking at the carriage that was gradually moving away, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

This year, she turned 17 years old.

Stripped of the youth of 15 or 16 years old, a 17-year-old girl is in the mood for love, the most precious age in many girls' lives, and once lost, it will not come.

But for Isabella, the year of 17 was the beginning of her eternal life.

Even if thousands of years pass, she will remain at this age until the day of death.