At noon, outside the evacuation room.

After checking around the mansion, Alice found Solomon who was on duty at the door empty-handed, and said in a solemn tone: "I knocked on every door on the first floor, and there are only a few extraordinary ones, it seems that the pianist is not in the mansion." ”

She leaned against the wall, as if to make Solomon less bored, and summoned some illusions to amuse.

At the same time, he continued: "Last night's dead were all extraordinary, and the next one might be you and me. ”

Solomon looked at the magical things that Alice was fiddling with, and was quite amused, and expressed his disdain for Alice's words.

"People will eventually die, why can't it be you and me?"

Alice smiled and said, "The Grey Guards see it that way?" ”

Solomon waved his hand and said nothing.

There was still no progress in the afternoon, and it looked like the pianist was way ahead of them in this death match.

Alice could only hear the sound of the Helios engine working through the walls. She fantasized about the flagship, bathed in the moonlight, and when noon came, the huge cannon would sweep away everything.

And Solomon was just thinking about whether to shave off his beard when he returned to Wales, but he suddenly remembered that Alice was a dreamer.

"Eh, Alice, Francis said you can dream, right, by human memory."

Alice thought that Solomon still wanted her to extract the memories of the deceased, so she looked at Solomon and said, "Yes, but not the dead." ”

"Who wants to look at the memories of the dead," said Solomon, taking off his hood from his head, "I have no other thoughts, and I will be satisfied to see my mother again before I die." ”

After that, Solomon took out a yellowed photograph of his mother, and always looked at the photo, and looked at it for fifteen years, and wanted to see something real before he died.

Alice thought for a moment - "Then, as you wish..."

Solomon's eyes froze in place for a moment, and he watched as the illusion created by Alice replayed in front of him. It was when he was young, his father was still alive, and his mother was taking him to the industrial areas of Wales to make small talk.

Those rare warm scenes crossed his eyes, and Solomon could not speak for a long time.

"Thank you, Alice."

Solomon looked at the illusion and thanked him: "I have been holding this picture for fifteen years, and it turned out that I had such an experience before I died, and it was a good deal."

Alice said that she was welcome, she had actually secretly flipped through Solomon's other memories, and Alice now understood why the Grey Guard in front of her was so unique.

"Do you think this pianist is a monster or an extraordinary?"

"Didn't Mei say that it was unlikely to be a vampire, it should be extraordinary, and my guess is at least stage four, derivative unknown."

Hearing Alice's answer, Solomon put on a meaningful expression and turned his gaze to every corner of the mansion.

He had purified a few vampires, a few of them, and there were only a few of them, which were only found in the southern continent where the climate was warm and they liked to play with blood transfusion therapy.

Solomon regretted every time he went to several principalities in the southern continent, warm and damp, and the doctor would only let you have a blood transfusion if he got sick.

But the main idea is that vampires are extremely rare and sane aberrant monsters, and yes, humans have no memory or personality at all after being abformed into vampires.

Solomon put his hood back on and said, "I think Francis's conjecture is only partially correct, for example, that this pianist may be both a monster and an extraordinary. ”

Alice suddenly became enlightened, put away the illusion, and hurriedly echoed, "Are you saying that we have met a vampire who can advance to extraordinary powers?" ”

Reasonable, which may be why the slaughter stopped temporarily after dawn. Moreover, a vampire, a monster with a memory that still exists after being aberration, does have the possibility of learning extraordinary powers.

"That's what I meant, but I don't know if he first deformed into a vampire and then drank the base potion, or if the order was reversed."

Alice rubbed her nails a few times, judging it as the first order, reasoning that only the long life that comes with being a vampire first could give this weird hybrid time to collect potions and advance to Stage Four.

At that moment, the portrait of the opponent became clear, a vampire pianist of the unknown extraordinary derivative stage four.

However, the fog of doubt still occupies the majority, that is, for this pianist could have directly cleaned them up, but chose to play marionette, and according to Francis, he is most likely blind.

"It stands to reason that vampires have good night vision, and there is a high probability that something has been changed by an extraordinary derivation, after all, it is really possible for a guy who dares to play this kind of weird half-blood."

Alice couldn't help nodding in agreement when she heard this, and at the same time sighed; The world is really blind, there is everything.

As they were talking to each other, time passed in a hurry, and it was getting dark.

Seeing this, Solomon found some spare cans in the hall that had been used to entertain guests, opened one for himself, and ate it beautifully, not forgetting to give Alice a jar: "Eat some, don't be a starving ghost." ”

"Thanks, Solomon, but I don't really have much appetite."

At this moment, the alarm clock suddenly sounded in the refuge room, and Solomon and Alice looked at each other;

"The clock you set?"

"I didn't set it."

Inside the room, Francis rolls over and gets out of bed at the sound of the alarm clock, strangely enough, he doesn't remember setting the alarm clock.

Looking at the sky outside, it happened to be evening, very close to the first ten minutes of the night.

Solomon and Alice pushed the door open and were relieved to find that nothing had happened except that Francis had gotten up.

Immediately, the two of them told Francis of their reasoning, and Francis nodded his head as he gathered his weapons.

Vampires like to play the piano, and that sounds like that sounds like that.

But in the fourth stage of the unknown derivation, the chances of them surviving are already small, this is not a fairy tale, there will be Prince Charming to save them.

Francis hopes that Golden Dawn has contacted Richard and informed the Queen Victoria of his orders.

Without warning, Francis asked, "How many of us are there?" ”

"Four, are you so bad?"

May, Solomon, Alice, and himself.

Francis picked up the black sword and said, "Then why are there only three of me in the room now?" ”

Everyone suddenly looked around and realized that Mei was gone, and the wheelchair was gone.