The boy was awakened by the sound of messy footsteps.
The rustling sound of dry leaves being trampled was extremely abrupt in this dead forest.
Opening his eyes suddenly, the boy's immature face was full of vigilance. When the memory of last night came to his mind, the boy's nerves became even more tense.
Instinctively, he felt that the people below would threaten him.
"Did you see that vampire fleeing here yesterday?" A voice sounded not far from under the tree, the old voice was solemn.
The young man lowered his back slightly, and looked through the gaps in the dense leaves. Under the tree, there were indeed four men in black robes standing side by side. Behind them was a cautious man, the grave keeper who had run away.
"Not really, but there's only this woods around here..."
The gravekeeper stammered his explanation, and after seeing the indifference on the face of the pastor of the church, he looked even more anxious.
"You don't believe it? You have also seen the tooth marks on my companion's neck, and you have also seen the dead Canary! Can a normal person break such a thick neck?"
The young pastor looked around for a few times, and even glanced at the dense leaves where the boy was hiding, but the boy was hiding in the shadow of the tree crown, the light was extremely dim, and the pastor didn't see him.
"I've searched the woods for several times. How can there be any vampires? Even if there are, it's almost five o'clock now, and they may have run into the city. Let's contact the church in London."
The boy's eyesight was surprisingly good. Even though he was separated by a distance of more than ten meters, the contempt that flashed across the priest's face still fell into his eyes.
"Then... this..."
The tomb guard was obviously stunned by the question, and he didn't say anything for a long time.
That's right, why would the vampire stay here for one night
"Go back." The leading old pastor pondered for a while, and took the lead in making a decision.
"No, what if he comes back again? He treats my companion as a blood slave!" The gravekeeper was taken aback, screamed in panic, and rubbed his fingers uneasily.
The young pastor raised his eyebrows and sneered contemptuously, "You can still push your companion out, coward."
The tomb guard blushed, but he couldn't say any more words of objection.
The boy lay motionless in the darkness, listening to the rustling of dead leaves getting farther and farther away, his tense nerves slowly relaxed—
Pulling out the finger that was picking at the bark, the boy was taken aback.
Turning the slender wrist hidden in the cuff a few times, she tilted her head slightly with a puzzled face... Is this healing
He raised his hand and touched his cheek, it felt smooth to the touch, and the slender wound disappeared—
The memory after losing consciousness last night was blank, and he couldn't guess what happened. If it weren't for the dried blood on the white cuff, he even doubted that he had never been injured.
His body was a little numb, and the boy was very careful when he got up. When he leaned against the tree trunk, a cold and sharp thing stuck to the skin of his chest.
His body stiffened by the cold touch, the boy reached out and unbuttoned the button on his neck, and pulled out a silver-white chain from inside.
The style of the chain is not gorgeous, but it looks simple and exquisite.
But the boy's azure eyes were tightly glued to the end of the chain, and there was a piece of the same azure gemstone hanging there. The gemstone was cut very carefully, in the shape of a serpent with sharp edges and corners.
Three letters—Asa
"Asa"
The boy's vocal cords have not been used for an unknown number of years, but his voice is extremely hoarse but has a sticky nasal sound.
"God's gift—"
The boy murmured, his pupils were blank, there were no such words on it, but why did he think of this
Asa? His name
Asa—
But why is it so strange
The young man stared at the snake eyes on the gem for a while with a blank expression, then slowly stuffed it into his collar, raised his chin slightly and fastened the top button.
Whether it's his name or not, he doesn't care, it's just a title. anyway—
He doesn't even remember.
Slightly suppressing the disappointment in his heart, Asa began to think about where he should go, the city? But is there his home there
The memory was blank, and the sense of loss with nowhere to go affected the teenager's emotions.
Those people just said, London? Is it a nearby city
But even in the city, there would be no place for him...
Asa raised his slightly drooping head, but his ears suddenly heard the rustling sound coming from a distance, which was very clear even though it was far away.
Vigilant in his heart, Asa leaned down and clung tightly to the branch, narrowed his eyes and lowered his breath.
The leaves blocked Asa's figure and also blocked his vision. He could only distinguish the number and location of the people by hearing.
"Sand, sand, sand" comes with a slow pace, clear and single rhythm.
Asa quietly relaxed his tense back, alone, he should be able to handle it... right
The sound of footsteps stopped under the tree, but Asa didn't rush to probe because the sound disappeared, and quietly lay down on the tree, his breathing became slower and slower.
Asa stretched his neck hard, but he still couldn't see the face of the person coming. The person stopped in a tricky position, and his body was just covered by dense leaves.
Who is it? Was it one of those five people just now
Thinking of the black-robed priest who met his gaze, Asa frowned. Did that person see him
The pupils were dimmed, Asa's lower lip was turned down by the sharp tops of his teeth, and he stared defensively between the leaves.
Although Asa thought he had the ability to deal with that man, he remained motionless on guard. For some reason, he doesn't want to take the initiative to hurt someone who won't pose a threat to him—
The two of them remained in a stalemate, and no one made a sound.
Time passed minute by minute, until the dawn sun rose from the horizon, and the lingering light penetrated the leaves and hit Asa's face.
It was obviously an extremely weak light, but Asa's reaction was astonishing. He shrank back almost as if fleeing, and the violent movement caused the branches to shake.
"Young vampires who stay in the dark are afraid of the sun."
The male voice under the tree was elegant and steady, and the speed of his speech was neither too fast nor too slow. The eyes of the boy hiding in the shadows dimmed, and the other party knew who he was! Is he who quenches hunger and thirst with blood called a vampire
But the tomb guards and the priests in black robes are clearly called vampires.
Would that person be a threat to him? But listening to the other party's voice, it shouldn't be someone who can fight.
Asa held his breath very heavily, even though he thought the other party was not a threat to him, he didn't move.
He didn't want to fight recklessly with the opponent, but the sunlight on the tree was not blocked by leaves, and it would be a burden for him to escape from there.
The burning sensation on his face hadn't faded, and he didn't want to experience it again.
However, the paradox is that there is clearly a longing for sunshine in his heart—
The more you can't get something, the more you yearn for it
"Should I continue to hide? The light will be stronger in a while."
The person under the tree waited for a while, and then asked again, the elegant voice was getting closer to him accompanied by the cracking of dead leaves.
A pair of shiny lace-up black leather shoes first appeared in Asa's field of vision, and a pair of straight suit trousers on the leather shoes wrapped the other's slender and straight legs.
He doesn't look like someone who can fight, Asa thought firmly in his heart.
Biting his lower lip, he couldn't stay still after estimating the opponent's force value.
Since the other party knew that he was a different kind, it meant that this person was really one of those priests, and he couldn't think of anyone else who had seen him. And the other party placed an order again—
"Don't hide, I'll come down." The vocal cords stayed for too long, and Asa's throat seemed to be stuffed with thick cotton, his voice was hoarse and broken, and he couldn't speak.
Slowly stand up from the branch, and jump off the branch with a powerful shin.
The young man's figure has not grown yet, straight and slender like a rigid crossbow arrow, being fired straight to the ground. The reverse air flow blew the forehead hair, and the azure pupil stared coldly at the slender black-haired man on the ground.
Only then did he fully see the person coming. The man in the black tuxedo was extremely tall, with short black hair that was elegantly pressed against his cheeks, and his sharp jawline set off his classic and deep facial features sharply and beautifully.
Not one to fight! Asa made a firm judgment.
However, it was not one of those pastors.
After only a moment's hesitation, the idea of fleeing gained the upper hand again.
At a place three meters above the ground, Asa turned sideways and changed the angle slightly, kicked out his right foot quickly, the toes collapsed into a straight line, and mixed with a fierce and fierce wind, he slashed towards the man.
—Boom!
The man standing on the ground smiled gently, indifferent to Asa's attack.
Seeing that his thin ankle was about to hit the bridge of his nose, he slowly raised his left hand with five fingers slightly apart, and precisely clasped the ankle that was already close to the nasal bone. The forearm pulled down violently, and the arm bent up to catch the boy who was still falling, and hugged him in his arms.
Asa struggled, but found that the opponent's arms were stronger than the finger bones, binding him tightly like iron tongs.
The fear in his heart was stretched infinitely, and the opponent's fighting power exploded, completely exceeding his expectations!
The idea of running away grew wildly in his mind, the teenager's gums tingled slightly in fear, and his sharp teeth were exposed without warning.
-puff!
Frightened, Asa bit the man's exposed neck, trying to make him let go of the pain.
Nine hours later, Asa did what the Canary did—bite.
After the opponent's blood swarmed into his lips and teeth, Asa found that he couldn't stop.
The gravekeeper's blood was dry and bitter, but last night he was so hungry that he lost his mind and couldn't tell the quality of the blood at all.
At this time, the blood reverberating between the teeth is mellow and sweet, with a slight hint of fermentation, like the mellow wine that has been buried underground for hundreds of years.
The blood that had already flowed into the young man's lips and teeth brought him a great drunkenness, a blush appeared on the young man's pale and thin jaw, and a golden glow appeared in the depths of the blue pupils.
The action of sucking blood suddenly stopped, the pain after sucking blood last night came to mind, and the body instinctively resisted the blood.
Asa suppressed the greed for blood in his heart, pulled out his long teeth and looked at the man vigilantly.
The blood hole, which suddenly lost its clog, quickly healed under Asa's sight before it could ooze blood.
This discordant scene made Asa stunned, thinking that his attack was easily resolved by the opponent, and Asa, who was extremely disturbed by the unknown force, instinctively wanted to leave this person, as far away as possible.
Without thinking about it, he bent his knees and lifted it up, the movement was so fast that there was almost no time for people to react.
-Snapped!
Halfway up the knee, he was blocked by the opponent's slender and powerful hand, and Asa's brutal (and sinister) attack was relieved of most of his strength.
Without the bondage of one hand, there are fewer shackles on Asa's body.
With a sudden push on the man's chest, the slender body of the blond boy jumped out of his embrace, and quickly backed away.
As soon as the body was free, Asa turned around and ran away, like an arrow shot off the string, dragging out many shadows at a high speed.
It took only a few minutes from Asa jumping off the branch to escaping, but the black-haired young man curled the corners of his lips from beginning to end, and the angle of the lips did not even change a bit.
Without catching up, the black-haired young man smiled and raised his left hand to open his cuff, looked at the hands on the delicate silver watch, squinted and said, "If we keep going, we will have to go home at night when the sun comes out—
— Asa. "