It was ticking outside the window, and the raindrops fell from the eaves and hit the windowsill to wake her up. Woke up to find that Lorenzo was no longer in bed. She rubbed her messy hair, but her body was still limp.

When I walked into the bathroom, I took a basin of cold water and poured it from head to toe, and the water beads rolled down my hair and wet my cheeks and shoulders, and even fell to the ground along the changed dress.

"That's how you washed up in the Demon Party?"

She closed her eyes and felt the touch of the water droplets sliding down her skin, the familiar wetness, and the sound behind her, she was about to hold another basin of cold water to concoct it in the same way, but the water was turned off.

"Huh?" She subconsciously turned her head and almost hit him in the chest.

"Why don't you look like a woman at all?" A voice came from overhead.

"No, it's just ...... It's more convenient that way. Her long eyelashes were dripping with water, and her sheer white skirt was wet and sticky to her body, revealing the true color of her skin.

His towel had touched her skin, and she was flattered to be flattered by the careful drying of the water droplets on her body, as if she were a child.

"You should be a little nicer to yourself." He said suddenly.

Be kind to yourself, she repeats silently, she has lived for more than twenty years, no one has said such a thing to her, Roland will take care of her silently, Dolores treats herself well, she has never known more people, years of forbearance have made her not cry but endure after being injured and beaten, she only knows to force herself, and then force herself, she wants to escape from the bondage, but there is no way. As for being a little nicer to herself, she never thought about it, Eliad's education told her that she could only be stronger if she was a little harder on herself. As for what she was for, she was still wondering, but it was not because she wanted to be a better leader.

She just looked at him with a light smile, but couldn't speak.

He damp the towel and wrung it out, putting it on her face and wiping it gently, "It's going to be like this, you know." ”

She took the towel from him and wiped her face, looking at Lorenzo and chuckling, "I'm not a kid anymore. ”

"Don't laugh like that." He looked at her and continued, "To me, you are, in every way. ”

She was less than a fraction of her life from her age, and she knew almost nothing about everything else.

Without much talk, the two of them were in the same room but very quiet with each other, Moro was more often just reading the newspaper, occasionally sneaking up to Lorenzo's desk, and if it involved sensitive documents of the secret party, she would quietly leave, leaving each other without leaving each other a little embarrassed.

Morrow saw that he was looking at the papers again, and just wanted to walk back to the room.

"It's okay, sit down."

"Huh?"

"It's not a secret party thing, it's just some Mister thing, and bastards do a little bit of bastard things." He said indifferently, in the same tone as usual.

"You're not a fool, are you? Do you care a lot about who you are? For the first time, she asked him what he thought.

"I don't care." He said lightly, "You care about this?" ”

Mo Luo had long heard about this famous illegitimate son on the Camarilla continent in the academy, but he had only heard that Mo Luo was really not interested in this kind of palace secret, and no matter how much he knew, it was only the understanding of the political class in the academy.

"Of course not, but just a ridiculous rhetoric from rulers, an excuse to enslave others to serve themselves." She didn't want identity or blood, and if she could, she wished she wasn't Eliad's daughter, she didn't have the surname Ales, and she wasn't even born into a bloodline. It is not such a proud capital, it is a shackle that is too heavy, a fetters that cannot be broken free.

"But power always makes people like, and the power that overrides everything makes people tremble. Only the strong are qualified to pity and save others, and only by going higher can they get more. ”

"What did you call me for?" Lorenzo asked as he slouched and straightened up.

"I've heard that the bone harp has been seen once in the slums of Mister." Those who sit at the top have become accustomed to his appearance, and the current leader of the secret party, Leonard de Cheley, is his grandfather.

"Yes." Still expressionless.

"What's going on?"

"Nothing."

"Xitai's people are about to turn Mistre upside down because of the bone qin, and you have nothing to do? That's how you're in charge of the human world? Leonard's voice could hear the vicissitudes of life, and there was a faint anger.

"I don't think the bone piano will be of much use to us." Lorenzo's tone was the same as usual, "Mister doesn't need to worry, after all, they can't find themselves and retreat." ”

"How do you know they can't find it?" Leonard asked rhetorically, his old fingers tapping the armrest.

"I know where the bone qin is." He confessed.

"Oh?" Leonard was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lorenzo, "But I don't think the Secret Party needs such a thing. ”

"You don't know the power of the Hallows?"

"That bone harp is also just a defensive thing, you probably know that better than I do." The slightly presumptuous tone is the result of Leonard's years of pampering.

Leonard pondered for a moment, then spoke, "You're not too young. Leonard suddenly changed his words, "Prince Bruch's daughter, how's it going?" ”

The daughter of the prince of the fighting nation is really the best choice, Leonard wants to balance the power, he knows it in his heart, and his face is unmoved.

"I don't think I need the power of women yet."

"I've given you enough freedom in the past thousand years, and after your father disappeared, I let you take charge of the human world, and I won't interfere in the affairs of the secret party, but you don't want to marry a woman?"

"No, I don't need a woman to defend my position yet." Lorenzo interrupted him, "I don't need a woman to do what I want, all you can give me is absolutely fair competition." ”

"Next week, Rusfan's wedding." Leonard stroked his forehead, thinking that this child was really difficult.

"He shouldn't want to see me at the wedding."

"You've never shown up on important occasions, and this time I'll officially introduce you to all walks of life in the Blood Clan."

"Rusfan's wedding?" Lorenzo thought that Leonard wanted to use himself to suppress Rusfan's momentum, but he didn't expect it to be so public.

Leonard was noncommittal, and Lorenzo was already clear.

Lorenzo withdrew without even saluting, turning to leave, looking up at the long, deep corridor lined with stone pillars, and a few seconds later the loud sound of heels came from a distance, but it was not from a woman, who else but Rusfan.

"I heard you're going to my wedding too." Ruth Van Gogh raised his head and squinted at him, his fiery red eyes full of disdain.

"I didn't mean to."

"But I am afraid that the blood of your filthy bastard will defile my wedding." Rusfan's face was full of disgust.

"I'm really sorry about that, and I can't help it."

"Listen up, Lorenzo, the bloodline of a lowly is a lowly, and no matter how you pretend to be noble, it will be useless."

"No matter how noble the bloodline is, I'm afraid it's a shame in the secret party if it's a straw bag." Lorenzo never responded to his cynicism.

"You!" Lu Sifan seemed to be so angry that his eyes were about to pop out, so he continued in the next sentence, "The position of the prince is already mine, no matter what you say, when I become the leader of the secret party, I will trample you to the ground like a dog." ”

Lorenzo's face did not change in the slightest for Rusfan's insult, and even hooked the corners of his mouth to one side, "I'm looking forward to it, my ...... Brother. ”

Reading newspapers and books every day, occasionally frowning, Lorenzo sometimes discussed a little party matter with her, but they maintained a healthy balance with each other, did not involve the sensitive issues of various parties, and more time Lorenzo corrected her little habits little by little, from birth to the present, except for the seven years when her mother was still there, for the first time so relaxed. Without Eliad's grim gaze, without the whip of an instructor, and without even the nightmare that had been haunting her for a long time, she reminded herself again and again, but she could not stop falling, and finally she simply gave up the struggle and sank into his strong, cold embrace. During the day, he is her teacher, from how to relax blood sucking pleasure or how to suck human blood faster, to some spells, such as how to draw more power from blood, how to be more physically fast, study some different spell habits of the Demon Party and the Secret Party, what are the differences in the living habits of the secret party and the demon party, and the discussion and comparison of the way of governance, such as the secret party is a ruling party, and the demon party is what the pros and cons of the division and rule of Ales and the Demon Banquet Alliance and so on. At night, he is still her mentor in bed, how to get more pleasure, care about her every need, try different postures or ways.

He is a good teacher, patient and thorough, she is also a good student, obedient and intelligent. In Lorenzo it seems that time flies, she doesn't want to think about it, so she allows herself to become what he likes little by little, she has the greatest freedom by his side, she wants time to stand still, just stay all the time with him, he occasionally goes out, she reads in the house and waits for him to come back, time slows down at that time, as long as he comes back, she kisses non-stop, she is not an active woman, but she can't stop rejoicing when she sees him.

In fact, Morrow didn't know that Mister outside the house was already in chaos. The various forces haunt Mister just for the legendary holy artifact, the Bone Lyre, and even the most useless holy artifact is worth all the bloods to find. It is surprising that a weapon that should have been used only to confuse and weaken the opponent in the records has hypnotized most of the blood clan in the ghetto, not only by Eliad and Morrow, but also by no one.

Roland had already recognized Morrow's scent in the rest of his luggage in Middletown, it was his unique gift of birth, he had noticed that Morrow had been in the Trevi Fountain and all the places Moro had been, except for the strong smell of the slums, the Trevi Fountain, and the Saint-Victor Mountains on the outskirts of the country had the smell of Morrow, but it was almost the smell of a few days ago. It can be speculated that it was the trajectory of the day when Moro went out alone, and the smell was almost inaudible.

The only place left was an apartment in the center of Mister, and it was a pity that he had searched almost all of this apartment, and there was no trace of Morrow.

"Any news from Miss Morrow?" Roland returned to the ghetto cottage and asked Barnett as soon as he entered.

"I've searched everywhere she's been, but there's no trace of her."

"Dolo and I walked around the city today, but we didn't have a clue, Mister City was too big." Barnett admitted.

"Yes, I smelled her in an apartment in the center of the city, so strong that it looked like she was almost there, but unfortunately I searched the whole apartment and there was no sign of her."

"With all due respect, Roland, I wonder if Guqin has anything to do with Miss Morrow, rumors have been spreading in the ghetto these days, and the constant harassment of the Xitai is really worrying."

"I'm sorry...... Barnett, maybe I can't explain too much. Roland's face showed a well-timed look of embarrassment.

Barnett saw the embarrassment on Roland's face, and said, "It's okay, it's just that it's been too chaotic lately, and I'm a little ...... At a loss, I had already thought that the human world was not good, otherwise the academy would not choose to let the students who passed the trial come to the human world for the last time to practice. ”

"I'm sorry Barnett, the human world is like this, and now is a special time, maybe it is me and Morrow who are a drag on you."

"No, no...... I'm a man, and it's my dereliction of duty to protect Doro and Moro. Barnett apologized.

"No one should be sorry, I came back today to say, maybe I can find you another place to stay, so that you can settle down and spend the rest of the time, and when the experience is over, we will meet in the Demon Party." Roland threw out his opinion, and the only way to send Barnett and Dolores away was to find Moro himself, and it would be easier to get the bone harp, which was originally in his plan.

Barnett just wanted to refuse, and glanced at Dolores who was asleep inside, there were people from Xitai outside, the Neutral Party had a strong control over the human world, even if this was the territory of the secret party, he had been shopping for a day today, and he had been hiding from the pursuers for a day, and he was always worried even in the house, just for Dolores.

"Roland, I want to say that I should share your weal and autumn with you, and I do fear for Miss Morrow's safety, but now I'm with Doro...... I'm sorry, I want to live with Dolo, I want to pass the quiz because we're not like you. "The inferior blood clan has not had many days to come, and Barnett can see clearly that he must return to the demon party alive in order to live well.

"Don't blame yourself, I understand very well, we are in a bad situation right now, and it is also a comfort for me that you can get out." Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

"You don't need to find a place to live, you are now too busy to take care of yourself, and you don't have to take care of us."

"Then you ......"

"We're not going to stay in Mister, maybe it's going to be farther away, it's okay with the sun, maybe it's safer."

"Okay."