I sighed softly and stood up to go to Kelt's side because my food was there.
"How about we make a bet?" Seeing me quietly lowering my head to eat the food, Kelt suddenly became interested.
"What are you betting on?" I raised my head, still chewing food in my mouth.
"The result of this battle." He raised his eyebrows and looked at the two people in the center who were looking at each other coldly. "I bet that Safrot will win and he will not be injured."
"Oh." I lowered my head and continued eating my food.
"Hey! You haven't said which side you're pressing on yet?" Kelt asked hurriedly when he saw that I was ignoring him.
"What do you think?" I smiled coldly. He himself suppressed Safrot first. Obviously everyone knew that Gru was not on the same level as Safrot. Safrot couldn't bear to think about it. All difficult.
"So you defeated Gru?" Kelt smiled proudly.
"That reckless guy will never win. You know this as well as I do." I rolled my eyes at him, "That's why you bet on Safrot to win."
"So you think so highly of Saffrot?" He looked at me with such a look on his face that it made me feel uncomfortable.
"Aren't you also optimistic about him?" I didn't know what the expression on his face meant, and I didn't want to know, so I just gave him a cold look.
"That's because he has been strengthened by me. I think no one here except the patriarch himself can be his opponent." He suddenly bent down and whispered into my ear. I raised my head and looked at his face, "Strengthen?"
"Yes." He nodded slightly, "I have confidence in him, and I also have confidence in myself."
"Oh." It turned out to be him, he was the one who turned Saffrot into this state. I couldn't help but feel a murderous intention in my heart. The spoon in my hand snapped into two pieces. The sound of breaking was just right. interrupted my musings.
"What's wrong? Is the quality of this spoon so bad that it can break like this?" Kelt picked up another piece and complained to the waiter at the counter.
"This..." The waiter looked at the spoon that was broken into two parts with a puzzled look on his face, "I'll get another one, please wait a moment."
"How could this happen? It's obviously made of pure wood and has never been broken. Moreover, it was broken in the hands of a little human girl. It's really strange." The waiter said to himself as he walked away.
"How about it?" Gru, who looked at the two of them coldly, spoke first, "Fight here or go out?"
"It's the same everywhere." Saffrot said, taking a step back and preparing to take action.
"By the way, you haven't said which side to press?" Kelt asked hurriedly when he saw that they were about to start fighting.
"There will be no result in this fight." I turned around and looked at the two men, then back to Kelte, the coldness in my eyes was even worse. Kelte couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body, and it took him a moment to wake up. "There will be no results?"
"Yeah. I'll take this." The waiter brought another spoon and I continued to eat the food on the plate. "Give me a glass of water."
"Water?" The waiter was stunned again.
"Well, water! If not, tea is fine." Judging from his appearance, there must be no water!
"What if there are none?" He asked sheepishly with a gloomy face.
"So what is there to drink here?" I don't have to choose, but at least I can drink.
"This!" He hurriedly brought up a cup of blood, and my face darkened, "Except for this."
"Then...this." Then he brought a glass of transparent liquid over. As soon as I smelled it, I knew what it was, and I couldn't help but shake my head.
"Forget it." In the end, I really had no interest in making any more requests.
"Oh." The other party also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Safrot, right?" Gru jumped behind the round sofa, walked around it and came to Safrot. He didn't know when he was holding a thick-walled round-headed sword in his hand, pointing directly at it. Saffrot.
"Yes." Safrot had no expression, he was still so cold and aloof, and there seemed to be nothing in his eyes, even if the other person was pointing a knife at him.
"Okay, I will remember it, another one of my subordinates was defeated." Gru smiled forgetfully.
"Yes! Gru is right." "This is our brother." "Let him see the strength of dealing with the clan of light." The teammates behind the darkness cheered loudly.
"You haven't said what the stakes are yet?" The food became drier and drier as I ate it. Finally, I simply put down my spoon, turned around and stood side by side with Kelt, watching the battle.
"If you win, I can answer your request."
"Any request?"
"Yes, except for letting you go." Kelt is the most powerful person under the clan leader, so he thinks he can still do this little thing.
Hearing his response, I must have thought, "Okay, then if I lose, I will also agree to one request of you, in addition to giving my soul to you." My soul is not a bet that just any vampire can accept.
"Okay, I just need a few drops of your blood for experiments every week." Kelt also achieved his goal and was in a happy mood.
"Okay, that's no problem." So that's it, I nodded knowingly, "Now it depends on the outcome of this battle."
"I'm sure to win." Celtic had already known in his mind that with Saffrot's strength, he could only do one hundred moves, and with the noble's speed, the results would come out in just a moment.
"Maybe." But I thought if they didn't start fighting, they might not even be able to fight.
"Then be careful, the knife doesn't have eyes." Gru sneered, brandished the knife and jumped up into the air, jumping directly over the sofa outside. The first blow was a knife. Safrot fluttered his sleeves and jumped lightly, as if there were hands behind him. Pulling, the round sofa floated out gently. Wherever Gru went, there was no one. The knife fell into the air, but the strength of the blade carried the sofa below. The sofa opened like this. He said, "Wow~"
"You..." Gru was shocked. He didn't expect the other party to be so fast, and his speed as if he had wings gave people an illusion of space.
"Gru, what are you doing? The first stab missed the target." Someone stood up around him.
"Don't worry, the second sword will definitely not miss again." Gru winked at the other party, turned around, stepped on the sofa and rushed towards Saffrot. Naturally, he had already swung the sword in his hand, and he was so quick that he could not catch his ears. The momentum swept past Safrot. Safrot looked at him coldly, slowly turned around, and easily avoided it. In his opinion, although this guy's speed was not slow, he definitely couldn't be called It's fast, so when the opponent takes action, he can slowly think about which way to avoid it, or to go forward.
But both swords failed, and Gru couldn't help but become anxious. Although he was not one of the best in the team, he was at least in the middle and upper class, and when meeting the Clan of Light, it was not necessarily true that both swords failed, and the opponent That slow and leisurely attitude made him even more angry.
So he used all his strength to surround Safrot, slashing with one knife after another. Each knife was cruel and accurate, but there was always nothing where the knife fell. Moreover, the force of the knife was so fierce that it was different from the opponent. The gentle gesture seemed to be incompatible with her, and all the strength seemed to have been lost.
In addition, the other party has not fought back yet, which is what makes him feel angry. He accidentally glanced at the other party, but it turned out that the other party was not looking at him. He was angry in his heart, but it inspired a lot of potential strength, "Don't underestimate people!"
With a backhand knife, the knife was pulled out by the force of his palm and pierced straight into Safrot's left chest. Safrot couldn't help but look away, but the blade had already touched his body. He couldn't help but dodge so fast that the nobles couldn't even see it. Qing Qing's speed disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Bang!" The knife fell to the ground, with black blood on the edge.
"Where are the others?" As a result, people were looking for someone again.
In fact, he has always been there, I know.
"Be careful!" Suddenly there was a flash of sword light, and the long sword in Saffrot's hand circled Gru's neck with a cold light, but it only made a shallow cut, but black blood had already seeped out from the wound, Gru He was in pain but had no chance to fight back. After all, the opponent's speed was so fast that he didn't even see how he discovered everything. He only felt that he had died for once.
"Admit defeat?" Safrot appeared in front of everyone again. The sword in his hand had been retracted from his sleeve, so to the people around him, it seemed that nothing had happened, but the person involved was already frightened and stood there blankly. Not a word could come out.
"How is that possible! Gru can't admit defeat!" "Yeah! Isn't it just a virtual curtain? Who wouldn't do it!" "Hiding in a virtual curtain, you still have the nerve to make others admit defeat." Before the person involved could say anything, there was a quarrel all around. .
"Okay, then I'll beat you until you admit defeat!" Safrot looked indifferent, flicking his hand lightly, the sword in his sleeve was already in his hand, and a flash of shadow had already pierced Gru's chest, but Gru was still frozen in place, without any reaction.
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The brothers looking around jumped up, "Gru~"
"Dang~" Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce Gru's chest, there was a flash of silver light, and the two sharp weapons intersected, making a harsh sound. Everyone looked up and saw that someone had blocked Saffrot's blow, "Captain!" "Old Ken!"
Saffrot looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, frowning and asked, "Who are you?"
"I am their captain Elkend. If Gru has done anything wrong, you can tell me that there is no need to kill him like this." Elkend parried Saffrot's sword and put away his own weapon, pushed Gru, "Gru, wake up!"
"Team...Captain, you...why are you here?" Gru came back to his senses and looked at the captain in front of him, his face turned pale.
"What's going on? Who is he? Why do he want to kill you?" Seeing that the other party did not bother to answer his question, Elkende had no choice but to turn to his subordinates and ask.
"He is the servant of the patriarch, no! It should be Saffrot. I didn't like him just now, so I used him to relieve the itching of my hands. The result..." Gru said with an embarrassed look. Glancing at Saffrot, "That's it."
"If I had been a step later, you would have gone to see your disappeared brother." Elkende said angrily.
"I...I know I was wrong." Gru nodded obediently and admitted his mistake. (To be continued)