Chapter 3

Tranquility never seemed to last long, as humanity unleashed two world wars in quick succession, turning the planet beyond recognition, especially the continent of Europa. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoDuring World War II, we would see hordes of Nazi German warplanes roaring through the sky from time to time in the castle, but luckily those planes couldn't detect us, otherwise our castle would have suffered.

In this way, we survived five years of fear under the smoke of war. On May 8, 1945, Nazi Germany finally announced its surrender, and those countries that had been trampled by the Nazi iron hooves were boiling in the joy of victory. In fact, World War II was not only a catastrophe in human history, but it also triggered a purge of vampires by some witcher groups on the continent of Europa, which was also called the "Great Sweep of Aliens" by many people. It has always been a nightmarish memory that we will never forget, and the vampires that inhabit Europa have been nearly wiped out. During the war, some vampires fled to Germany for refuge, and some even joined the Nazis to satisfy their bloodthirsty desires through Nazi atrocities.

The war and the Alien Raid are over, and we should continue to focus on building our castle. Nowadays, our castle has been continuously improved with the changes of the times and the development of technology, incorporating the dual styles of Gothic and Baroque architecture. After decades of concerted efforts, the castle is finally nearing completion.

But at this juncture, my father wanted to lead all the elders and old tribes out of the Alps, preparing to go to the unsunken land of Atlantis to search for the legendary dark element, leaving only me and Frank and a few members here. The dark element was my father's ideal, and it took a lot of manpower to find it. If the existence of the dark element was just an illusion, wouldn't the outcome my father seek to be ridiculous? He has always been a man who likes to unravel the truth from a mystical angle, and will try even if he fails. Moreover, the dark element is a mysterious thing in the universe, and those who possess it may rule the world, which adds to his curiosity and ambition.

Within two days he had left the Alps with his carapace, as if he cared less about the castle than with the dark elements. The only treasure he left us was the unfinished castle and the gold and silver treasures that could not be spent for thousands of years in the vaults of the castle, and perhaps even the greedy people of hell who were ready to die had never seen such a great fortune.

After my father left, some of the blood clan compatriots who had no intention of staying behind often fled in twos and threes in order to survive. In just one month, the original 90 people have become 9 people, which is simply ridiculous and infuriating. Once the wolf clan or the evil spirit party invades, it is obviously impossible to rely on the nine of us to protect the castle.

It wasn't until late spring and early summer 2009 that the castle was finally completed. We call the castle "Elias", which means "eternity" in the ancient poppy island language. Humans don't know that this is the oldest building in the whole of Europa, and we can't disclose it to humans, because if humans know about it, they can only cause damage to it. My father once told me that where there are human beings, there is destruction. In order to prevent humans from knowing the existence of this castle, when the castle was completed, we killed the 50 remaining workers who built the castle and cremated their bones in the depths of the mountain. I only believe that "dead people don't speak". It is a pity that my father and the elders did not make it possible to see the completion of this majestic structure, which had been soaked in the river of time.

The castle is 600 meters high, like a giant, standing majestically in the depths of the snow-capped mountains, the mist and quiet scenery set off the castle ethereal, like a fantasy, looking like a paradise built on earth from a distance. Many times I have stood on a watchtower at the very top, looking down on the beautiful scenery of the mountains, and once I speak loudly here, I will hear echoes from all directions.

At night, the castle has an eerie atmosphere, like hell, especially the prison 30 meters underground, known as the "tenth layer of hell", where a large number of slaves were held. Today, there are still the bones of slaves and a distorted corpse, and the only inhabitants are scorpions, centipedes, spiders, and bloodthirsty rats. When you walk through the prison gates, it's more like you're in a catacombs surrounded by death, where the screams and cries of the dead seem to reverberate.

The roads are lined with strangely shaped trees, covered with cobwebs and crows, and the eaves of each floor are crowded with upside-down vampire bats, and the sculptures of angels and demons always leave a thick layer of blood in their eyes and mouths, which makes people shudder. The Gothic hall in the backyard is a large parking lot. It is surrounded by an iron fence covered with thorns, and outside the fence is a high-voltage power grid with a height of 20 meters, which is specially used to protect against werewolf invasion. Beyond the protective net, there are endless snowy forests and mountains.

The interior of the castle is also delicately renovated, but it is still too empty. In the coming months, we traveled to France, Italy, and Spain to acquire sculptures, paintings, and valuable crystal chandeliers by the great masters of the Europa Renaissance. We use these objects to decorate the corridors and halls of the castle. The castle is decorated with opulence, not inferior to some royal palaces from centuries ago.

Oult of the Simeone family is a good friend of mine and a freak who loves the art of Gothic death, and his father, Gomead, is a true "artist of death" on Poppy Island, who loves to collect animal carcasses for taxidermy and art. Influenced by his father from an early age, Aort became a herbarium collector himself. He placed dried corpses and skeletal specimens of humans and animals on both sides of the corridors of one of the castle floors, and collected several tons of human bones to decorate some of the rooms, which looked a little scary indeed, and the most impressive thing for me was a lampshade made of human skin and a chandelier made of only human skulls and crystals.

Mario of the Leknia family is not a "death artist", but he is definitely a "death medicine", and his parents focused on "necropsy therapy" on Poppy Island, so he studied how to use human organs as medicine from an early age. And Mario himself is very interested in "necropsy therapy", that kid actually soaked people's hearts in wine, every time I went to his room, he always poured me a glass, the smell of the wine was slightly fishy, the smell of the sudden rush into the esophagus and nasal cavity was indeed a bit disgusting, it was really hard to swallow, I wonder if these hearts could be the hearts of people who have been dead for a long time? Or is his wine expired? But I couldn't help it, in order to accept his kindness, I could only pretend to taste very sweet and drink the wine, and every time I finished drinking, I would always tell him: next time I will change the taste to a different taste.

There are many other secret places in the castle that we don't know. I remember my father telling me about the underground weapons depot in the castle, and he told me about the different light weapons in it over the centuries, including the kind of glass bullet invented by the Dark Realm Society, which can see the transparent liquid inside the warhead, and it is so powerful that it is considered a cutting-edge weapon, and can shoot through two "Kevlar" body armor at once. Now that my father is gone, no one talks about the arsenal again.

We also found several potions of Earth Power in the lab, but due to quantity constraints and lack of materials, we were unable to make more of the same potion. In order to get everyone to drink blood, we learned that in a place called Thun on the French border, there are some unknown vampires who specialize in making a drink that tastes exactly like human blood, and people call it "artificial blood", which is a drink that can temporarily get rid of bloodthirsty cravings, but cannot survive the sun after drinking. Upon learning of this, Frank couldn't wait to see it, and if it was practical, he would buy some back, so he went to Thun alone. At that time, I didn't think too much about his life, I just thought that he would come back soon, but after several days, there was no news from him, and I was a little worried at first, but then I thought that he had always been cautious and would not have an accident.

That night, I went for a walk in the spruce forest outside the castle to enjoy this lonely and cold atmosphere, in fact, I was analyzing when Frank would be back, I really wanted to go to him, but I didn't want to leave my beloved Isabel easily, so I could only pray silently for Frank in my heart.

The bleak moonlight cast a silver veil over the castle, and my shadow cast into the darkness around me. I miss my mother, the emerald valley on Poppy Island and the diamond-strewn dragon's blood river below, the maze of pines and cypresses I used to visit as a child on the outskirts of Santa Freya, and the poppies that sprawl the island.

It's always boring to walk around here alone, and I saw Isabel standing at the window of her room looking at me, so I gave her a smile and went to her room.

She was very welcoming to me and poured me a glass of red wine. For some reason, I really wanted to drink red wine. We walked to the narrow, high floor-to-ceiling windows, face to face, and watched the mountains under the stars while sipping a glass of wine. The moment was so romantic, her delicate face was so beautiful in the moonlight that I peeked at her from time to time, because she was so fascinating that it could be described as a work of art. She is perhaps one of the best gifts God has given me, although she has been an assassin before, but I can see through her eyes that she has a kind heart, the purpose of being an assassin is also to be loyal to the Danish royal family at that time, if one day let her be my bride, I will feel that I am not worthy of her, fortunately, everyone says that I am handsome, very chic, and very smart, I hope she thinks the same about me, as long as she loves me, I am relieved. Every man should find a woman who loves him, and every woman should also find a man who loves her.

Isabel opened the window, and a cold wind blew in, and the curtains fluttered in with the wind. "Is it cold?" she asked me.

"It's not cold, it's just breathable. I said.

She smiled and took a sip of her wine, "It's such a great place to be. ”

"Isabel, do you like half-breeds?" I blurted out, suddenly feeling that it was too early to say this.

She was silent for a few seconds and said, "Did you ask me this question on purpose?"

"I beg your pardon for my presumptuousness. ”

"There aren't many people who speak so directly. ”

"Because you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, and you are the angel of my dreams!"

She looked at me with eyes full of affection, and the blood of love began to boil in my body, and her hand let go of the glass as if unconscious, and I watched as the goblet slipped out of her hand, and knocked on the windowsill without shattering, and then popped out of the window, and then fell into the air, and the rest of the red wine was thrown into the air, and fell with the glass on the thick snow under the castle. The glass was inserted into the thick snow, and the red wine stained the white ground like blood. At that moment, I seemed to see the decapitated soldiers in the "Last War on Poppy Island".

Isabel was approaching me, we were looking at each other, as if we had the same thing to say, but we couldn't speak, she was smiling at me, I couldn't resist it, I couldn't help but kiss her cold lips. We slowly hugged each other, and my hands could already feel the muscles in her arms and back. She seems to exude a cold and charming temptation that makes people unable to help themselves.

Suddenly, a wolf howl pierced the silent night sky, interrupting our beautiful moment, and our lips, which were about to kiss together, suddenly parted abruptly. The howl was sad, tactful, and tinged with a hint of vengeance. I glanced at the pitch-black woodland in the distance, and saw a dark shadow shadow in the snow between the woodlands, and finally disappeared into the darkness around me, what could it be? Isabel must have heard the wolf howl as well, but it was normal for her, as wolves were often seen in the area, but I always thought it was a werewolf.

"Is there an old settling point between the vicious werewolves and us?" I muttered, "and who would offend them?" "I've always understood that werewolves are the formidable enemies of vampires, and that the indissolvable hatred between the two has been around for thousands of years.

Isabel comforted me: "Don't worry, it's often like this in this environment. ”

"No, you're completely wrong, things are much worse than you think. ”

"It's better for us to keep the windows closed. ”

"Let me take a look at it first. ”

"Alex, if there were werewolves, they would find us. ”

"Maybe they discovered us hundreds of years ago when we were building the castle. ”

"I'm going to close the windows. Apparently sensing the danger outside, she hurriedly closed the window, closed the curtains, and let out a long breath.

"Why are you so nervous?"

"You can see that, too. ”

"Hopefully, that grid can really stop the werewolves from sneaking in. The wolf howl was getting closer, and I frowned, my heart beating faster. I'm sure the werewolves must have been coming in the direction of the castle. "No, I have to go out and have a look. So I pushed open the window, jumped out, and fell into the courtyard.

"Alex. Isabel shouted.

I looked up and saw her look worried, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it." "I mustered up my courage and strode towards the halberd gate.

"Alex, Alex, don't open the door yet. Ault's shout came from behind me, and he crept up to me.

I walked to the gate and looked through the gate to the snowy forest in the distance, where several wolves were crouching under a large tree, their movements were exactly the same, their eyes glowing like fireflies, and from time to time they would let out a low howl, and those wolves in the depths of the snow forest were still howling. I counted, there were six of them, and if they were really werewolves, they were really hard to deal with, only the Titan Eagles could easily deal with them, but those Titan Eagles hadn't been there since my father left here.

In this way, no one will want to be busy tonight, and everyone will feel the seriousness of the matter.

The dark clouds in the night sky gradually dispersed, and the moon was revealed.

"Look, what's that?" Ault shouted, pointing to the snowwood.

I looked in the direction that Ault was pointing, how did the wolves I had just seen become several people at once, could it be that I was dazzled just now? No, absolutely impossible, this time it was really werewolves, they were very strong, their eyes were no longer as bright as the wolf's eyes, although it was night, I could still see the protruding muscle lines on their bodies. The tallest werewolf has brownish-yellow hair, the muscles on his body are very developed, and his blood vessels bulge, but his gaze is not very sinister, and the bodies of several other werewolves can be slightly shorter, and the tallest one may be the king of the wolf clan. After a while, five of the werewolves turned and walked towards the forest, leaving only the tallest one.

My countrymen had rushed here, and all of them seemed fine, except for Margaret, who looked haggard and depressed, and who seemed to be in a bad mood. They were followed by Scat and Rockland, and if I'm not mistaken, Margaret must have quarreled with Scatott, and they were arguing.

"I've had enough of this. Scat yelled at Margaret, "Do boring things all day." ”

"Why the hell are you doing this to me?" asked Margaret.

"Scato, don't tell her, let's go. Rockland said.

"Shut your mouth, Rockland. ”

Rockland pursed his lips, "I don't care about you. ”

"Tell me, Scat, why did you suddenly become like this?"

Scat said, "Because you like Oult of the Simeone family, and he likes you, I can see it, and my father has long seen it, that we Evil Spirit Party will never allow a romantic relationship with the Dark Realm Society." ”

"The war is over. ”

"Shut your mouth, I'm fed up with this place and I've had enough of you. ”

"Scat, is there something wrong with my love affair with your sister?" asked Ault, dissatisfied.

"Anyway, you're a member of the Underworld Society, and you don't deserve to have a romantic relationship with someone from the Evil Soul Party. ”

"These are two different things, what age is it now, and there is also an identity?"

"I've had enough, and my father has said that if my sister continues to associate with members of the Underworld, she is our enemy. ”

"But we've been going back and forth for centuries, haven't we?"

"If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't have left. I stayed here because I had a part to do, and I wanted to convince my sister to get her out of here with me, and now it seems that I was wrong, and I am the only true friend here, Rockland. ”

"Trust me, I'll treat your sister well. ”

"I don't interfere with you anymore, once she has a love relationship with someone from the Underworld Society, she will be an enemy of the Evil Spirit Party. ”

"That's what Father said?" asked Margaret.

"That's right. ”

Margaret was heartbroken when she heard this, "So, he no longer recognizes me as his daughter?"

Scat's eyes widened, and he longed to eat Margaret, "Yes, unless you cut ties with the Dark Realm Society, forever, forever." ”

I interrupted Margaret, who was about to defend herself: "Margaret, don't tell him anymore, he's no longer your brother, and you're no longer his sister." ”

"Nope. Margaret shouted, feeling that I had wronged Scart, "How is that possible?" she walked slowly towards Scat, "Scat, please don't leave. ”

"Well, then I'll tell you, the Evil Spirits will never be allies with the Underworld, because it was all planned by Henks alone, and it was he who caused this undeserved war for his own rights. Scat said.

"Is that all?" said Margaret.

"And most importantly, why did you have a romantic relationship with someone from the Underworld? You've slept with you, haven't you?"

"It's a personal matter, I have my life, I just want to get someone I love, and this person loves me. ”

"Enough. Scat flew into such a rage that Margaret couldn't help but take a step back. "You're no longer my sister, you're no longer Fawkes Wallace's daughter, you're not a member of the Wallace family, you've been expelled from the family. ”

Margaret was enraged, her eyes welling up with tears, "Scatoter, I'm disappointed in your actions. ”

"My father's heart didn't swear allegiance to the Underworld, and neither did the Kavazec family. ”

"You've been planning for a long time. I said, "Looks like I'm right." ”

"Is that so, Scato?" asked Margaret.

"You're right, my father said that the Wallace family must rise one day, do you see those werewolves? He was silent for a moment, "I really can't bear to say these words today. ”

"Is this what you call 'rising'?"

"Whatever you say, I don't regret it at all, the biggest shame of the Wallace family is that there is a scum like you, and you are not worthy of being a member of the Wallace family. ”

"You go, I don't want to see you again, and I don't know you from now on. ”

The situation became completely tense, all the people in the castle gathered around, Scat and Rockland did not look scared at all, Scat threatened others: "One day, we will destroy you, and then destroy the wolf clan, since Henks loves war, then we don't like to live in a world without war, without killing, one day you will see the evil spirit party rule the world." ”

I'm perfectly capable of killing Scout now, but I can't do that, and since Margaret wants him to go, it proves that she doesn't want him to die yet, and if I kill Scatoter, Margaret will be extremely sad, and even though she insists on severing the relationship with Scart, it must be the Wallace family's business, and I still don't care. Now what I have to do is to prevent Mario and Oort from suddenly going up and killing Scato, and even Isabel has the possibility of killing Scatoter.

Margaret's state of mind eased a lot," Scatotel. She still called Scout by name with emotion.

But Scart just didn't show mercy, "I don't need you to call my name as a sinister seed, I don't have anything to say." ”

"Take care. ”

Rockland seemed to be a little unable to wait, eager to kill Margaret as soon as possible, "What are you talking about with her?"

"You mean to kill her?" said Scatter, "No, Rockland, you're wrong, I'd rather see her regret her decision one day." Let's go. The two of them jumped high, soared into the air, jumped out of the halberd fence, and went straight to the dark snow forest in the distance.

The werewolves also chased after them, Scat and Rockland were afraid that they would be more than lucky, and the werewolves would definitely deal a bad hand on them who had lost their help, which marked that the supernatural species in the world were about to fall into a melee, and everything would be killed and devoured.

Margaret couldn't believe her eyes, how she wished it was a dream. Tears filled her eyes again, her heart was full of disappointment and despair, she walked to the gate, her hands clutched the thorny railing, knelt on the cold ground, her hands were cut by thorns, blood flowed down the railing, under the moonlight, the blood appeared purple, the temptation of blood did not make everyone show their bloody teeth.

Isabel picked up a heartbroken Margaret and comforted her. I thought Margaret would be the same as Scatoter. Now it seems that she is not so scary, and we will have to help her a lot in the days to come.

The moon was quickly obscured by dark clouds in the night sky.

I kept blaming myself: "Margaret, I'm so sorry, all this shouldn't have happened, it's my father's fault, he is too selfish, I ...... to you on behalf of the family Apologize. ”

"Stop beating yourself, Alex, it's none of your business. She said as she walked into the castle sadly.