Compared with the formalities and rules of the Demon Party, the Secret Party will be more open, and it can be seen from the wedding that the Secret Party's attitude towards this wedding is unprecedentedly grand, so that Lorenzo felt the atmosphere from the wedding as soon as he stepped into the Camarilla continent.

The wedding was long and complicated, Lu Sifan was still wearing a dazzling red dress, his arrogance was no different from ordinary days, the bride next to him was wearing a white wedding dress, but it was sweet and lovely, and he watched this rare grand wedding in the blood world with an expressionless face. They are a blood clan that does not need to be witnessed to any godfather, their only faith is the strength that blood brings to them, the hands of the newlyweds slash each other's wrists, blood gushes out of the wound and flows into the cup in front of them, and then they drink each other's blood, and the most important ceremony of the wedding is over.

Lorenzo stood in the wedding hall and was left hand in the coffin, leaving all the guests present, and behind him were Enzo and the other illegitimate children, so there was speculation about his identity, as if there was no one to guess except the name Lorenzo Decelli. But for a thousand years, this low-key illegitimate child has never appeared in public, and it is doubtful for a while.

And now the situation of the secret party is undecided, because the identity of the prince of the seven clans of the secret party has been clarified, and he has been in office for many years, only the prince of Fan Zhuo can not be set for a long time, because Fan Zhuo is the royal family, and the prince of Fan Zhuo is the future leader of the secret party, which is very different from the demon party, because there are two heirs of the demon party, because there are only two clans, and the prince also has two, and the selection of the heir was originally decided by the Demon Banquet Alliance and the Ales clan. Although there are seven clans in the secret party, there is only one heir, and the decision is in the hands of the leader.

And the prince of Van Zhuo is also Lorenzo's father disappeared 400 years ago, so far the position of prince has been vacant for more than 400 years, and Leonard, the leader of the secret party, has been temporarily replaced.

Lorenzo is a thousand years old, this age is not too big in the blood clan, he has not appeared on any formal secret party occasions so far, he deliberately keeps a low profile, remains mysterious, and even stays away from the secret party to ask for the person in charge of the world, this time it is an official appearance, but it is at Rusfan's wedding, so noisy.

The tedious wedding is finally over, and the real battlefield is followed by a banquet. The waiter pushed open the two golden doors, and the moment the name was read according to the name, even the waiter who sang the name was stunned - His Royal Highness Lorenzo de Cellly.

Everyone at the banquet that had already begun stopped the moment they heard the name, and at the same time looked at this unfamiliar face, he took off his cloak and handed it to the waiter without changing his face, his extremely cold complexion, and the dark aura around his body was very oppressive, and the voice of discussion became extremely soft, and finally the audience was silent, even the musician who had been playing the music stopped moving, and it was difficult for anyone to make any sound, just looking at this Camarilla's most famous bastard with his eyes, and he could never stop talking for thousands of years. Few people have seen his true face, but almost everyone knows about him, because of a legend, no one knows who his mother is, but the secret party is rumored that Lorenzo's mother is Lilith, the night demon Lilith, everyone believes that maybe this is the reason for his father's disappearance, but no one knows the truth.

He walked straight up to Leonard and saluted, "Your Excellency." ”

"Oh, here it is, Lorenzo." Leonard looked in the direction and turned to face the guests, "Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce at Rusfan's wedding, Lorenzo de Cellly, my second grandson. ”

Lorenzo raised his glass to the crowd, but there was no smile on their faces, and everyone finally came to their senses and raised their glasses in the direction of Lorenzo and Leonard.

Rusfan's limelight was completely robbed, and the protagonist of his wedding, but he and his new wife were not the protagonists, but he had no choice, watching the people who toasted Lorenzo line up in a long line, of course, the Quanmi Party will not have a clan that does not want to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix, on the contrary, it snubbed the real protagonist today. Everyone knows Leonard's arrangement, and the throne of the prince that has been pending for thousands of years may soon have some new news, and the people who originally clinged to Rusfan because of this grand wedding began to waver, because this banquet almost slapped Rusfan silently, directly recognized Lorenzo's identity and made it public.

"First meeting, His Highness Lorenzo."

Lorenzo had just sent off Prince Toredo, and when he looked up, he saw another powerful man, Cyril, Prince of Bruch.

"Hello, Prince Cyril." He kept a very limited smile and glanced at the woman beside him.

"It's been a thousand years, you haven't seen you since you were born, and Leonard is so calm that he asked you to come out and let us meet today."

"It's my problem, I don't want to get into politics too early."

"His Royal Highness Lorenzo is too modest, although I haven't seen anyone in the secret party territory of the human world for nearly six hundred years, we six princes can see it clearly."

"You're overrated."

"Ah, look at my memory, this is my daughter Tracy, just eight hundred years old."

"Hello, Miss Tracy." His simple opening statement is no longer a single word.

"Long admiration, His Highness Lorenzo." Tracy stared at his face with a flash of surprise and excitement, but quickly returned to normal.

"Then you young people talk, I have something to do with Leonard." Cyril smiled and left.

He understood what Cyril meant, needless to say, it should be the same as Leonard's thoughts, this arrangement is Leonard's arrangement, even if he refuses.

"Miss Tracy would like to go out for a walk."

Tracy was noncommittal and had already followed in his footsteps.

"His Royal Highness Lorenzo is afraid that he has a sweetheart." She did a good job of hiding her fleeting loss.

"Why do you say that?" His voice was as good as ever.

"You looked at me like you were looking at someone else."

"I've done it so obviously." He was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help but blurt out.

"No, because you and I are the same."

"In that case, why do you still come out with me."

"I think since we have the same purpose, I believe that the intuition you are more suitable than Rusfan."

"You chose me for Lord Cyril?"

"I want to make a deal with you."

"How did Miss Tracy know that I would definitely make this deal with you!" Lorenzo suddenly said angrily.

"Because you won't lose money on this deal."

"Oh, then I'll hear you."

"Lord Leonard and my father have formed an alliance, and they will probably be engaged soon, and you probably don't want to marry me, and I am even more so, I accept the engagement to you, so that the whole Bruch clan will support you as the next leader of the secret party, and we will divorce after you become the leader of the secret party, how about it?" She said what he had to say in one breath, and her heart almost rose to her throat.

Lorenzo stepped forward, imposing, "Miss Tracy seems to be overconfident, you and I have only met for a few minutes, why should I believe your words." ”

"You'll be willing." Tracy rarely curled the corners of her mouth slightly, "You don't lose anything on this deal." ”

"Condition." He is also straightforward, because the deal looks too perfect, and things that seem too perfect will have pitfalls, even if people without the pitfalls will not make a profit.

"Your children and I are the heirs of De Cheley's orthodoxy."

Sure enough, she did not lose money on this deal.

So he took another step forward, "Why should I accept your terms, doesn't Miss Tracy know that if you show your hole cards so early in the negotiation, you will lose?" ”

"No, it won't." Tracy was undaunted and met his gaze, "Lorenzo, even if you hide it well, you can't fool me, that kind of gentle look should rarely appear in the eyes of someone like you." ”

"Then Miss Tracy is not afraid that I can't be the leader of the secret party, or that I am the leader of the secret party and insist on not divorcing you, or that I don't recognize the child in your belly, what should you do? Don't forget, all of this is based on whether I really want to make this deal, and even if I don't, my odds should not be low. ”

"Heh, maybe I'm looking at the wrong person?" Tracy stepped forward instead, "I thought that the strength of the entire Bruch clan was one-third of the army of the secret party, and no one would refuse such a great temptation. Tracy turned around after speaking.

"Wait." Theresy had a strange smile on her lips when she heard this. Lorenzo moved in front of her and pressed her against the wall, "Now that the play has begun, let's do enough before leaving." ”

Lorenzo possessed, the tip of her nose almost touching her forehead but still at a distance, Tracy almost felt her heart skip out, she was not afraid to meet his eyes, and grabbed his lips.

Lorenzo has always been the one who took the initiative, but he didn't expect to be preempted by a woman this time.

He quickly broke free from his passivity and ended this kiss with little warmth and passion, this woman is really ......

"I'm really curious, what kind of woman would make you so emotional."

His heart subconsciously swept over countless Mo Luo's faces, what kind of woman is she, a stupid woman who is stubborn, cold and desperate to break free, yes, she is stupid, she doesn't know anything, in front of him, the child can easily see through it, but it is so easy to stir his heartstrings.

"You're thinking about her again, for 20 seconds." Tracy said, "It's amazing that people like you can have a heart. ”

"Didn't you come to talk to me about a deal because of your sweetheart?" He put away the strangeness in his eyes and returned to normal.

"I'm different from you, I don't have that much ambition, I don't want a secret party, I just want to share this long loneliness with the people I like, and shouldn't the person who sits as a leader have no heart?"

"Everyone has it, even the Bloods, but some are buried deeper."

"Aren't you afraid that she will become the weakness of others?"

"It doesn't matter, because until then I will be the leader of the secret party, strong enough, strong enough that there is no weakness."

"Looks like I'm not wrong." She smiled lightly and left.

He tasted the kiss a little, but he had a slight doubt in his heart, and when he frowned slightly, there was already an unpleasant voice behind him.

"Yo, you're really beautiful today." Rusfan had already walked over with a glass of wine.

Lorenzo turned to leave, but Rusfan still didn't give up, "If I didn't know your mother's lowly bloodline, I would almost believe in the so-called temperament you pretended." ”

Lorenzo had already moved in front of him, snatched the wine from Lu Sifan's hand and poured it on his face, "Lu Sifan, this time is your wedding, I have no intention of bothering with you, next time, I will directly pull out your tongue." ”

Rusfan was obviously angry, and shouted, "What are you, I will let the whole world know how lowly your mother is, how she knelt in front of my mother that day and begged to spare your life." ”

"What did you say?" He stepped forward and grabbed Lu Sifan's collar, his dark blue eyes forming a layer of blood mist.

"It's been a thousand years, and the secret party has rumored that your mother is Lilith? Oh, only I know that your mother is nothing but a lowly human being. Rusfan looked up and raised his hand to knock off his grip on his collar.

"So what?"

"What do you think the world would think if they knew you had human blood in you?" Lu Sifan smiled so hideously with red water stains on his face, "I just advise you, don't struggle, the lowly bloodline will always be the lowly bloodline, no matter how you hide it, you can't change the blood on your body!" ”

After saying that, Lu Sifan had already turned to leave.

He doesn't care what Lu Sifan said, these things have passed for too long, although there are many things that cannot fade because of time, he must stand taller, otherwise he will die, once Lu Sifan succeeds to the throne, neither he nor Enzo nor the army under his command will have no way to live, he understands very well, but now there seems to be a little change, he has Mo Luo, he must think of a perfect way out, fortunately, no one in the entire blood world has seen this future heir of Ales, everything is fine. He remembered that Moro was alone in Mister, and he was a little worried, and quickened his pace and walked inward.

Moro wanted to find a book to read, Lorenzo had been out for too long, the newspapers had told her to turn it through several times, she was not a person who could stay in one place for a long time, so she began to find some books to read to pass the boring time.

Lorenzo's bookshelves were full of dignitaries or legislative books, as well as maps, calendars, and history books, all of which Moro read every day in the academy, it was too boring and boring, she wanted a novel, but Lorenzo didn't seem to read such books. Looking up at the bookshelf on the top floor, there is a picture book that she has not read, which seems to be of some interest, but the bookshelf is too high, she can't reach it when she stands, so she stands on the chair, still a little bit, she complains about Lorenzo's high bookshelf, she tiptoes, only touched a little bit of the spine, pressed a little corner of the book to pry the book off, but she didn't expect the whole bookshelf to fall down with a bang.

She remembered that she still had spells, but Lorenzo wouldn't let her use them because of her injuries. She struggled for a long time to crawl out from under the bookshelf, maybe the place where she was smashed was a little bruised, and her hand was scratched a little by the pages, but it didn't matter, if Lorenzo came back and found that his bookshelf had become like this, it would be troublesome, she childishly thought that she had raised her hand to move the bookshelf back, fortunately, there was a desk in front of the bookshelf to carry the bookshelf, the bookshelf did not completely fall to the ground, the books were scattered all over the ground, it was good to say, some small blood bottles and porcelain wine bottles were shattered on the ground.

It's miserable.

Finally picked up the bookshelf, scattered books on the ground, she looked at the mess on the table with a headache, picked up the album she wanted to take, and then slowly picked up the books and things to be packed.

Suddenly, she saw something—a phantom mirror. It turned out that Lorenzo had hidden the mirror here, and she laughed and laughed at him for not hiding anything, and wanted to put it back as if she hadn't found it. The mirror began to glow, and the blood of her fingers flowed down the mirror, and the blood quickly began to diffuse into wanton shapes in the mirror, constantly flowing, assembling and reorganizing, and finally revealing the image.

She couldn't help but look, but she couldn't bear to look at it, for what appeared in the mirror was the door of her mother's suite, the same as the heavy, closed door in her dreams and in her own memories.

She held the mirror in her trembling hands, and in the backlight she saw the door slowly open, and out came a tall figure, it was Eliad, his fingers dripping with blood and seeping into the red carpet, the picture turned quickly, and on the large bed in the bedroom, which was almost soaked with blood, on the mother's chest was a silver dagger soaked in blood.

"No...... No......"

"How could it be...... It turned out to be true......"

"It's all true......"

"Morrow!" Lorenzo exclaimed.

She looked up and saw Lorenzo, her head glowing like a ghost, her eyes blood-red, the tears of blood staining her pale skin.

"Hahaha...... Hahaha...... My mother was killed by my father's own hands, hahahahaha...... It's ironic, I was afraid that my father for more than twenty years would kill my mother, hahaha. ”

Lorenzo looked at her who was sitting on the ground in the ruins, almost insane, the mirror fell to the ground with a loud bang, her head was covered and she laughed maniacally, he felt helpless for the first time.

She grabbed the broken porcelain on the ground and clenched it tightly, her hands covered with blood, and her laughter turned to crying.

"I finally understood why my father hated me when I was seven years old and hated me so much that he whipped me in the face, why he hated me so much, why he was different from other fathers, why my father treated me so strictly, why my father could beat me to death and throw me in the blood prison whether I lived or died, I understood, because the rumors are true, my mother was killed by Eliad himself." Her voice was like a scream, so terrible that it was unbearable to hear.

"Why did you treat me like this, what the hell did I do wrong, why...... Even though I was born to atone for my sins....... what sin have I committed......."

"It's okay, Moro, it's all over, you didn't do anything wrong." He was at a loss immediately, he didn't know how to comfort this different her, "It's really okay, you won't go back to Ales." ”