Arecio felt that he had grown accustomed to life in ten thousand years.
Although there are no hordes of servants, there are modern facilities, which are very convenient for bathing and entertainment. Not to mention the food, fresh blood has been supplied until he said no, and there are all kinds of carefully cooked food, the standard is no less than the ones he ate in the castle.
The most important thing is that the neuropathy is very normal so far, and they don't have to fight each other.
Arecio and Ellie went to the cafeteria for breakfast. He called for a neuropathy, but the neuropathy didn't open the door. He just said that he would go to the medical office today. As for why he went, the neuropathy didn't tell him, which made Arecio a little angry.
He thought their relationship had really changed for the better.
After he left, the saint in the room stared at the Federal Dark Creatures Protection Act in front of him.
The left eye was still aching, a punishment and a warning. His previous thoughts were really absurd. Even if the other dark creatures that were protected after ten thousand years were docile and harmless, Arecio, who was revived with him, was different. He was a real three-generation blood prince, powerful and arbitrary, and invincible.
He doesn't know Arecio well enough now to see the fangs that the other party hides under the harmless appearance. He tried to open the book that was already full of records. There must be a lot of information he wanted to know on it, but he failed. The future self was actually so powerful, and the seal was so perfect.
He tried again, and the note that could only open the title page suddenly opened the first page.
"!!!"
The first page is full of his fonts, recording the study and life in the temple. Of course, the most space is all kinds of conclusive or guessed blood clan information, there is no such thing as modern life ten thousand years later, and there is no…
Rutius silently looked at the picture of the cat patting the door on the notebook he was currently using.
"… "
Just information!
"... Maybe Mr. Rutius is really uncomfortable?" On the way to the cafeteria, Ellie tried to appease Arecio, "The inspection report also said that Mr. Rutius has gone through the retrospective, both physically and mentally. Come on, it's up to you to take better care of me."
She found that Arecio was in a slightly better mood.
It seemed to Ellie that she knew how to deal with Arecio's language arts.
They came to the entrance of the cafeteria, but the cafeteria that was open originally gathered a lot of people today, most of whom were the staff inside the center who originally used the cafeteria. These staff members lined up obediently, sticking their heads into the cafeteria one by one, making a "wow" sound, then excitedly retracting their heads and changing to another person to watch.
Arecio: ... kind of stupid.
"What happened? Another dark creature broke in?" Ellie was obviously familiar with this situation. She tiptoed over the human wall to see which dark creature was occupying the cafeteria. Arecio didn't look up. gave her the answer directly.
"It's a wolf cub."
He could smell the smell of ice, snow and fur. There was no doubt that there was a werewolf in the cafeteria. This was the first human-shaped dark creature he had seen since his recovery.
Humanoid... uh... Something seems wrong
His identity as a dark creature is an excellent passport. The crowd is divided like Moses dividing the Red Sea. They look at Arecio excitedly, and then look at the cafeteria. Several staff members who have been familiar with these two days also greeted:
"Are you hungry? Xixi goes in directly, let's go to the second cafeteria to eat."
It was empty in front of Arecio, so he could see that silver round… hair ball in the cafeteria
Arecio: ? ?
The silver ball of fur was the size of two palms, occupying the entire table, his tongue drooping reluctantly, and his fur tail swept away, but he refused to eat. The female caregiver beside him was whispering something, and the furball rolled himself on the table, raising both claws to cover the wolf's ears.
There was a little cheer of admiration and cuteness behind Arecio.
Only Arecio, who stared at the silver furball for a while, turned his head and asked Ellie.
"Has he always been like this?"
"Huh? It means... picky eaters and likes to run around? It often happens..." Ellie answered halfway, finding that Arecio frowned, she couldn't help but wonder, "Where else... is it wrong?"
"It's a werewolf," Arecio said.
"That's right, werewolf." Ellie replied in seconds, she still didn't understand.
Arecio took a deep breath.
"So the wolf is here, where is the man? Where is his human form? Don't werewolves only turn into wolves in wartime?"
Ellie was shocked.
"Wolfman... Humanoid?!"
"… "
Otherwise, why is it called a werewolf
This statement seems to have completely subverted Ellie's concept, and she looked at Arecio pitifully.
"Isn't it because they have human intellect..."
Arecio closed his eyes tiredly. He can't draw a conclusion yet, because the possibility of a werewolf mutating in ten thousand years cannot be ruled out. To make sure of this, he walked into the cafeteria, and the hairball seemed to sense something, the tongue drooping around his mouth retracted, the tip of his black nose poked around, and began to sniff in the air.
He smelled a very special smell, like some kind of cool floral fragrance, which made him feel very at ease. The hairball's tail wagged, and he was uncertain whether to get up or not. Laziness finally conquered everything. He decided to just stay paralyzed. Anyway, the owner of that smell couldn't help but come and touch the lovely him.
This wolf cub must have smelled him, and it can be seen from the frequency of the wagging of his tail, but he was too lazy to wait for him to walk over. Arecio smiled coldly, no one has ever dared to stand in front of him, the three-generation blood prince, he will not be used to anyone!
"Change the cafeteria today." He said to Ellie, "I still prefer a more lively place. It seems that the second cafeteria will be very lively today?"
"Yes, yes... Then we... go?" Ellie asked uncertainly, she thought that Arecio would go over to see the werewolf, but the dark creature's own wishes are the most important.
Arecio nodded and prepared to leave without looking back.
The furball slumped on the table felt formally square, and he wagged his tail vigorously enough to attract attention. Look! What a great tail he has! Fluffy and smooth! If someone with that smell turned around now, he wouldn't mind giving someone a touch of his tail!
Arecio didn't look back.
Then, plus a pair of small ears! His ears are even better! Reluctantly give it a touch!
Arecio: Huh.
Today, he will let the wolf cub know that the lying dog (wolf) will lie down to the end and have nothing.
He walked farther and farther, never looking back once, but Ellie turned back frequently, thinking of the manticore QAQ after being rejected, and sighing in her soul.
Sure enough, it was ruthless Alessi.
Mao Qiu was completely relieved, and his various actions of ceding land (thinking that he thought it) didn't work, he could only turn over aggrievedly and call out to the back.
"Ow~"
Sweet and milky, with amazing sugar content.
Ellie felt that she was about to melt, but when she peeked at Arecio's expression, she found that he was expressionless.
This cruelty is destined to be something she cannot learn in this life!
The little hairball whimpered twice, rolled himself from the table to the chair, and then rolled to the ground, without being held by anyone, and ran forward by himself. Because it was too round, the fur belly rubbed against the ground, and the little furball could no longer care about his smooth and beautiful fur. He almost rolled to Arecio's feet, and a pair of fat claws hugged Arecio's ankles tightly.
"Ow!"
The hairball hugged the vampire's ankle angrily and tried to climb up, but fell down and squatted, pitifully squatting on the spot and screaming.
you hug me!
The vast majority of people, including Ellie and the caregivers of Furball, have already turned on recording mode. The black-haired, red-eyed vampire lowered his eyes and glanced at the silver-white hairball. His eyelashes were very long, and there was a dense layer of shadows when they hung down. In just a few dozen seconds of video, they looked like heaven.
He condescendingly stretched out a hand, lifted the messy fur ball, and glanced around again, thinking of the moving picture of the cat slamming the door that he saw in the morning, I don't know what the hell it will do this time. .
Ellie and the others turned off the camera consciously. Anyway, they had already taken enough pictures, and the staff at the door also dispersed one after another. Ellie glanced at Arecio excitedly. Arecio understood the meaning in her eyes and nodded casually.
All the shots are taken, and the authorization is arbitrary.
He picked up the furball and took a serious look at the werewolf. The silver-white fur was obviously carefully maintained, and it was much smoother than the werewolf he remembered. The wolf cub was fed round and round, with two black lines on the inside of the raised ear tips. It was unexpected that he was still a royal family.
The royal family can't get used to it either!
After reading it, Arecio put the wolf cub back on the ground, and then moved his steps to the dining table. His breakfast had been delayed too much today. The furball, who was left in place, watched the distance between the two pull apart again, and wanted to whimper, but remembering the previous ineffective actions, his erect ears drooped a little.
When Arecio sat down at the table and ordered a good meal, Furball went through the hard journey and came under his chair again, looking up at him pitifully.
This was originally the amount of exercise a hairball could do in a day.
"The center has always wanted to give him weight, but he doesn't like to move himself, and we have no good solution. Thank you for letting him move so much today." The werewolf's caregiver said sincerely, she is a woman with curly hair , smiled very sweetly.
Arecio glanced at her.
"I haven't asked your name yet."
The werewolf caregiver was a little flattered, and quickly replied: "Just call me Darph, I have five years of work experience."
The name made Arecio pause for a moment, then nodded. He picked up the wolf cub who kept arching his legs under the table, put it on the chair, and even touched the wolf cub's fur in a happy mood.
"Ow? Oooooooo!"
The wolf cub rolled and asked him to touch again, but Arecio returned to his ruthless mode and refused.
He was indeed very happy. Although the former Darph was dead, the girl with the same name was alive and healthy at this time, which comforted him. The name Dalph once belonged to the starring star of the well-known Starlight Troupe that influenced their era. Arecio still remembers the scene where he went to the show with the neuropathy one year, and when he closed his eyes, he could hum the song "Praise for the Stars". melody.
The saint in the memory lowered his eyes, and the bright rose in his hand was about to be thrown to the radiant actress on the stage, but suddenly turned a corner and put it into the arms of Arecio, who was humming the melody.
[It sounds good.]
he said.
[You have to spend it.]