There was no doubt that Serena had absolutely no intention of spending the night.
Even within most vampire families, the style is relatively open, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they are arrogant and extravagant.
A long life of hundreds of years would be too boring if you didn't have some fun.
Fine wine, delicious food, beautiful bodies, gorgeous clothes, lively banquets... Only these can fill the emptiness in the heart.
But Serena is an exception, she doesn't like those.
Instead, he took the initiative to join the 'Death Walkers' and chose to fight the werewolves.
On her 100th birthday, many people wanted to give Serena a male favorite, or to have a naked and naked open-air party, but she sternly refused.
"Then I won't bother you."
Serena quickly jumped out of the window.
The night wind howled, lifting the corners of his clothes and making hunting noises.
She was as agile as a running hunter, rushing towards a manor in Moulin Rouge.
This night was anything but ordinary for Serena.
She heard too many secrets, and the superhuman lieutenant general told the history of vampires and werewolves, as well as the names of ancestors that were not known to be true or false, without any concealment.
As a result, the vampire lady known as the "Werewolf Killer" was a little confused. She thought about reading the history book when she went back, or asking Thales.
That guy is a scholar who is trusted by all the elders and knows the origin of the vampire clan very well.
“Alexander Covinus…”
Serena murmured softly, her graceful figure like a bird flying past the houses.
Twenty minutes later, torrential rain fell.
Serena, who was soaked all over, pushed open the heavy door with complicated patterns, and a strange smell that made people confused and confused hit her face.
In the wide hall, gorgeous women wear revealing clothes, gorgeous long skirts outline their curves, and their pulled-down tube tops are all white.
This is more attractive than the sexy dancers of Moulin Rouge!
They were either sitting or lying down, either rubbing each other's ears, entangled with each other, falling on the sofa, or holding their arms around the man's neck and sitting on each other's lap.
Unbridled laughter and flirtatious whispers echoed in the hall.
The various high-grade tobaccos and luxurious wines placed on the table produced an effect similar to psychedelic drugs, making people unable to help but become intoxicated.
"Where is Klein?"
Serena took off her soaked windbreaker, tight-fitting leather jacket, waistcoat, and the silver pistol on her waist, giving her a chilling aura.
"He...maybe in the study. Serena, come, have a drink."
A drunken woman with heavy makeup handed over the goblet.
Serena ignored it and turned away.
She seemed out of place with the atmosphere of the entire hall, as if she were a female warrior who had strayed into upper class society.
"Selena, what's wrong with you?"
Walking all the way up to the study on the second floor, Serena passed over the men who wanted to stop her, pressed her hands on the door, and pushed it open.
Bang!
"Hurry up! Klein...ah!"
The charming voice and touching call came to an abrupt end.
Klein, who was exercising hard, awkwardly pulled up his pants and threw the unsatisfied woman aside.
"This is a misunderstanding. Serena, please listen to my explanation. Just now... How should I put it, I was just idle and had nothing to do, and then... "
The blond man who looked like a pretty boy spoke incoherently.
However, Serena, who broke in, didn't care at all. She didn't take it seriously and said, "Give me the key to the underground library, and then you can continue playing, Klein."
"What do you want this for? Victor is sleeping. It's best not to disturb him."
Klein, who seemed to be ignored, was a little angry.
Is it because I am not handsome enough, or my work is not good enough
He didn’t even look at it!
It hurts your self-esteem so much!
"Just give it to me, your little pet is still waiting for you."
Serena said coldly.
She was anxious to verify whether the news Luke said was true.
Although Klein is the manager of the family, most things are left to him to handle and give orders, and he has also revealed his intention to pursue Serena.
But the latter still doesn't have a good attitude.
Serena doesn't like... sissies.
She has little interest in cowards who are calculating, hide in the background, and never dare to charge into battle.
"Here is the key. Elder Amelia is holding a dance tomorrow night. Do you have..."
Klein looked at Serena who turned around and left, and was so angry that he wanted to curse.
Just like a licking dog who sends messages on time every day and tries to please her, but never gets a reply from the goddess.
"Klein, why don't we continue..."
The woman who was wrapped around her like a water snake was pushed away before she could touch her.
"roll!"
Klein roared roughly.
He looks like a ruthless scumbag.
Then, he released his anger on others: "Pierre, you bastard, you didn't stop Serena! Where did she go today?"
"I'll check it out later. There was an explosion at the Moulin Rouge tonight. She may have gone over to investigate."
The men guarding outside the study were also aggrieved. They were Death Walkers, elite warriors who specialized in hunting werewolves.
"Selena is a little unusual. She is in a hurry to go to the underground library. What information is she looking for?"
Klein's sense of smell is quite keen. Not only is he paying close attention to every move of the goddess, but he also detects something amiss in time.
Half an hour later, the subordinate who had inquired about the news came back and reported the situation truthfully.
"Why did she go to the Palace Hotel? And stayed in the room for so long?"
Klein frowned, feeling that things were not simple.
"The people living there are all the representatives participating in the peace summit. Could it be..."
Klein, who became more and more irritable as he thought about it, seemed to hear raindrops falling on the green grass.
Jealousy and the feeling of humiliation just now prompted him to make some irrational actions.
"Find a few people..."
Bang!
Serena yanked the door open again.
Klein, who planned to do bad things, almost had a heart attack.
"Se...Lina, do you have anything else to do?"
he asked guiltily.
"I want to see Elder Amelia!"
Serena asked bluntly.
She held an old book in her hand.
It records the history of Marcus and William, the ancestors of werewolves and leaders of the vampire family!
"what you up to?"
Klein's expression became solemn. Summoning the elders was no small matter.
Even if he wanted to pursue Serena and win her heart, he would not agree easily.
"Alexander Corvinus, I want to know the meaning behind this name."
Serena's face was cold. She remembered everything Lieutenant General Superman said and gritted her teeth: "This may end the bloody war between our family and the werewolves for so many years!"
If the Marcus family and Wolf King Lucien were of the same bloodline, perhaps history would be rewritten.
"What are you crazy about? We are a noble vampire, what does it have to do with werewolves?"
Klein was furious. He would not admit that he had anything to do with the werewolf.
Hundreds of years ago, Wolf King Lucien was a lowly slave, and all werewolves were slaves.
The explanation given by Serena is equivalent to telling white people that you and black slaves actually have the same father.
Let the vampires in the hall know that not only will they not be able to accept it, they will even consider it a humiliation.
"I have never heard of Alexander Corvinus. These are all lies! Serena, these are all deceptions that humans have deceived you!"
Klein scolded him coldly, extremely harshly.
Serena was noncommittal about this, she only believed in her own judgment.
"Elder Amelia is here."
The subordinates who were watching the whole process glanced at the open iron door outside the window.
There is a dance tomorrow night, and Victor is about to wake up, so Elder Amelia is here to hand over the situation.
Although vampires claim to be immortal, they have not reached the terrifying level of immortality.
The younger low-level vampires only have a life course of one or two hundred years at most.
High-level ones with purer blood can live for five to six hundred years.
By sleeping for a long time, it can be extended further.
Only "ancestors" like Archduke Dracula and Alexander Corvinus can overcome the thousand-year barrier.
"Now, I don't need you."
Serena said contemptuously, turned and left the study.
She was going to find Elder Amelia or Victor in person.
Tomorrow night, the latter will be awakened. (End of chapter)