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Chapter 805: Entering the Underground Sanctuary (2)

But Francis didn't seem to be in such a hurry, he took out a polite smile and raised his glass, the sound of crisp wine glasses colliding ding, the candlelight flickered, and the blood products on a long table were dizzying, tossing for so long, no, it should be said that he hadn't eaten anything good for a long time since he came to the military academy, he hadn't eaten anything else except blood, Chris was even worse, Chris hadn't eaten much good food for decades since he was exiled to the ghetto by Patrick, and the worst thing was Alecto, she hadn't eaten anything good, She didn't even know that the Bloodlines could eat human food. Chris seemed to be a little attentive next to Alexto, sometimes bringing Alecto a small cake made of blood, and sometimes taking something else, so that Patrick didn't want to recognize him a little, and he was not so shameless when he chased girls when he was young.

In contrast, Stella and Alfonso are much more reserved, as if they have returned to their home stadium in an instant after their childhood education and edification, Alfonso breathed a sigh of relief, and sure enough, he is still Alfonso after putting on his clothes and being well-dressed.

The conversation between Patrick and Francis continues, but Chris, who is closest to him, has no intention of listening at all, and his mind is all on Alexto, while Stella and Alfonso are listening carefully, after all, it is a big matter about Alex.

"Of course, Giovanni is still a member of the Centrist Party, but ......," Franciston paused, "but now Giovanni has few of them, so the return of the Centrist League you mentioned does not seem to me so simple." ”

The touch of the nail that is neither soft nor hard made Patrick a little disappointed, but Patrick has never given up easily, "Actually, I think that although the underground world is developing so well now, it is not unrelated to Giovanni's efforts, but after all, the name is not right." Patrick smiled as he drained the blood from his cup and tilted his head slightly to look at Francis.

Francis wasn't surprised that Patrick would say this, because it was true, "You're right, it's true that it's not right now, but after all, this is still underground, and I, since the Battle of Ales, don't have that much ambition anymore, I just want to live a good life here." Francis picked up the flask and filled the glass for Patrick, "But...... I just don't quite know what good it would be if Giovanni returned to the neutral party? ”

Stella listened with his ears pricked up while eating on the side, feeling that Francis seemed to be a little entangled, while refusing without a trace, while still asking about the benefits of refusal, in short, Stella did not feel good about the earth emperor of the underground world, although he had always been very polite, everything was taken care of and hearty, but Stella just intuitively felt that he seemed to have other purposes.

Patrick was not surprised, not to mention that in the face of Francis, he was naturally very calm, and his voice was calm and could not hear the emotion, "Naturally, there are a lot of benefits to you, even if the demon party has no action against you now, but I think this is a quick thing, you have to think clearly whether you can resist the attack of the demon party and the secret party?" On the other hand, in fact, in my opinion, it doesn't matter where I come to live, the most important thing is to live comfortably without worries, what do you think? As for me, I can now give Giovanni a shelter, a permanent shelter without worries. Patrick's meaning couldn't be more obvious.

But Francis suddenly burst out laughing, "Mistress Patrick said this very well, this has always been my idea, as for me, I really have no ambition, after the battle of Ales, I am lucky to survive to this day, and I can live with these inferior blood people in the slums." ”

Francis was really modest, Strallio glanced at Francis, no matter how you say that the people who single-handedly created this underground world, the people who made it holy to the blood clan who did not believe in the gods are not ordinary people.

Patrick was in no hurry to get Francis to take a stand, but Francis was always going around the bend with Patrick, and it didn't bode well for being too humble at this time.

Chris next to Patrick had no idea what Patrick and Francis were talking about, but after touching Alecto's nails several times, he finally deflated, and sat wilted on the edge of the table, looking at the dishes on his plate.

Alecto was actually a little cramped, she had never experienced such an occasion, and she had completely lost her appetite in the face of a table full of delicacies.

Patrick also laughed after hearing this, and it seemed that the atmosphere of the negotiation had become a little lighter, but Patrick knew in his heart that Francis seemed to be a little different today, and Patrick's original full grasp seemed to be a little loose now, did something happen in the middle?

Francis shook the wine glass in his hand and raised his hand slightly, "Everyone, enjoy your meal." Now that you're in the underworld, let me entertain you. ”

As soon as these words came out, it meant that Francis didn't want to talk about it for the time being, and Stella peeked at Patrick's expression as usual, without any abnormality, and breathed a sigh of relief for the time being.

"Then let's discuss it later, I believe that Assamee and Giovanni will have a good result." Patrick smiled again, looking at Francis with a hint of meaning.

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Mo Luo's blood bat speed is indeed not slow, the blood bat went around a few alleys, and soon arrived at the door to the underground world, but here the blood bat stopped, flying left and right just couldn't get in, squeaking and squeaking in a hurry.

Moro pursed his lips and pointed at the bat with his finger, "You can't get in?" Wait a minute. ”

Morrow touched the crumbling-looking lock with his hand, and withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and looked at Barnett with a slight raised eyebrow, "Enchantment? It's still a pretty powerful enchantment, no wonder Xiaofu screamed so badly. ”

Barnett stepped forward in disbelief to touch the lock, which looked crumbling, but opened it easily.

Mo Luo was a little surprised, and pouted, "It can't be that I'm pregnant, and my blood power is so low, right?" Discriminating against pregnant women? ”

Morrow is not pregnant, but his brain is gone, Barnett thought to himself, laughing, "Definitely not, because of blood, maybe my bloodline is an inferior blood clan, and this is a slum so this enchantment may be selectively entered, this is not easy to say." ”

"For the first time, I felt discriminated against because of my blood. ”