It's really good to nibble on your own CP, especially if you really have a crush on the other party.
Arecio had been on CP for three days, during which time, the sparrows of the thorns gave him high-quality food from Amway. He soon grew into an excellent food-seeking expert under the baptism of many rations, even because he was a client , has a pair of eyes that are particularly good at discovering OOC.
… There is nothing to be proud of at all!
He looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, the gray curtain was closed, and under the bright sunlight, a bunch of green vegetables were thriving. In this world ten thousand years from now, the seasons will not affect the plants in the flowerbed, and the rose against the wall has unknowingly climbed out a thin vine.
Grow so fast.
He wanted to bite the nerve more and more, the kind of [first embrace].
He turned his eyes back to the light brain again, staring at the site, and suddenly a neurotic voice sounded beside him.
"... Have you been playing a lot with your brains these past two days?"
Arecio subconsciously hid the light brain and blinked at the neurotic.
"Have it?"
The saint gave him a fluttering glance and put the fried egg on the table.
"The network at home can record the online time, and you are still swiping in the middle of the night." He put down the baked bread again, "Be in moderation, don't sleep or sleep."
Arecio went to look at the recorded online time, and sure enough, except for his work, he was playing with his brain, so he had to restrain himself. Before exiting that page, he subconsciously glanced at the online time of the neurosis next to him.
Um? How is it longer than his time
He asked, and the saint was expressionless for a while, then replied:
"Because I still work from home."
"While you're playing."
Arecio was in awe, he stopped asking, and felt that he had been a little loose lately. However, there was not so much free time after that, and Crawvinson seemed to have done some work and began to introduce some dark creatures to Arecio. Arecio has already seen almost all the dark creatures of the alliance, and with the connections on Crawvinson's side, he has the illusion of forming a dark front back then.
"I'm not all playing." He sat down at the table, "Maybe I won't be back for dinner tonight, and Crawvinson has set up a game."
As he spoke, his rosy eyes narrowed slightly.
"The resistance here is bigger than I thought, and I have to pull Andre in too."
"Join the Alliance?" Ruzius asked.
"No, the alliance only absorbs dark creatures, this will not change, but there are as many extra positions as you want."
"You want a lot of things, and the resistance will be great."
Ruzius thought of the rights that Alessio asked for. Not only did the dark creatures that were protected in the past need to go to the front line, but he also wanted the dark creatures to be the commander-in-chief of this special team, with absolute decision-making power. Vincent can do anything.
"The resistance is big, but it's not that it can't be solved, it's more troublesome at most."
"I hate being on the front line, and there are people who are worried about this and that. Although it's good intentions, this time I..." Arecio lowered his eyes, "but the ones who really intend to let those cubs fight, are definitely not going to the front line on a whim. Turn around."
Ruzius had already heard of Aresio's terrifying commanding power and prestige among dark creatures, and he was looking forward to witnessing Aresio's ability to dominate a front on this battlefield.
"I'm full." Arecio consciously put the bowl in the dishwasher, and when he was about to go out, he suddenly heard a neuropathy say.
"Looking at the progress on your side, I'm afraid it won't be long before you can set off. I'm considering taking the Griffin with me, and starting the magic that I used before building the temple from now on."
"Do you mind having more animals in the house?"
Arecio didn't mind, and when he came home in the middle of the night, he saw the miniature griffin that had shrunk in size.
The griffin stood majestically on the table, and the neuropathy was feeding it something. Even when eating, Griffins are absolutely well-trained and will never eat more without their owner's permission.
"Can I touch it?" Arecio likes fluffy fur very much, so he picked up two hands of silky fur and was satisfied.
"You haven't raised any animals before?" asked Ruzius, who had no information on this.
Arecio teased the griffin, and the griffin looked at him very seriously, but it was too small and very cute.
"If I don't support it, I can't support it either."
"I thought that the owner of a small animal, the third-generation prince could still do it."
"How do you say it..." Arecio didn't mind talking about this issue, he even smiled, "Of course it's easy to find a small animal to raise, but I often go out to do errands, and I won't stay in the blood moon forever. In the castle, my relationship with other vampires is not very good..."
"After Kravenson died, no one looked after me, let alone raising him. Someone would secretly attack him."
There was not much sadness in his eyes, and being rejected by humans and his own race was something he was used to. He didn't have anything, because outside the gloomy castle, there were many of his friends.
The saint looked at him silently, and suddenly raised his hand. When his fingertips touched Arecio's forehead, Arecio had already reacted, and the tips of his ears were slightly flushed to hide behind.
"You, what are you doing?"
However, the saint was very persistent this time, even if Arecio leaned back, he still leaned over and touched Arecio's head, paused, and touched.
"You said before that I dragged you into the coffin?"
The topic shifted a bit inexplicably, Arecio sensed the weight of his hand on his head and responded.
"It's you."
"Um."
As a result, the other party just responded and touched his head for a while before slowly withdrawing his hand. There is a light and warm emotion that spreads in the sky-colored eyes of the saint, which adds a lot of warmth to these seemingly clear and indifferent eyes.
Ruzius thought, he seemed to understand a little bit about himself ten thousand years ago.
Look, in this world, almost everyone loves his destiny.
Theo's ward has been moved to a sunny room in accordance with his request. With the support of various precision instruments, his physical condition quickly stabilized. Except for the shadow rose blooming on his chest, which would show his presence from time to time, Theo has almost fully recovered.
At this moment, he was leaning on the soft pillow, quietly looking at the bright sunlight outside, and there was neither joy nor anger in his purple and black eyes.
Delvi walked in gently, she was still wearing a holy white dress, her long black curly hair was below her waist, and the fine wavy curls made her look very charming.
"Mr. Theo." She knelt down in front of the hospital bed, which was the etiquette requested by Theo recently, and of course she would obey it unconditionally.
"Has the Southeast Branch been dealt with?"
"Yes, the worms have been..." Thinking of those worm eggs, Dalewei shuddered, "All implanted in the bodies of relevant personnel."
Theo then smiled faintly, he raised his hand, and Dalewei immediately walked to his bed, looking at him with more fascination than ever. Theo gently stroked her head like he was petting some small animal.
"Well done, my girl." He smiled faintly, "I believe you will be as capable when you go to the north."
"Yes sir! I will be loyal to you!" Dale Wei responded eagerly, and then she showed a look of hatred.
"The hunter who took the information but betrayed us, do we want revenge?"
Theo's smile did not change in the slightest. He stroked the well-behaved pet kneeling beside the hospital bed, his voice a little hazy.
"Why take revenge?"
"Can… "
"You just have to listen to me, girl, I don't need to respond."
Delway closed her mouth tightly, afraid of being punished by Theo.
"I will not retaliate against him. He is a crucial part of my plan." Theo laughed. "The previous method was wrong. If the snake hits the wrong place, of course it will be bitten back."
"They are together now, they understand each other, and even have the same heart. No one can compete with such a combination."
"But... rifts can be made."
"The pathetic hunter must kill his own destiny, my script is so written."
He said calmly, suddenly remembering something.
"You seem to have asked me before, why you care so much about Arecio. In order for you to understand my thinking and use it more on the northern front, I will deign to tell you the reason for this question."
"I'm going to make Arecio..."
"For me [first embrace]."
He could never accept that he would spend the rest of his life with a weak and short-lived human body. He should be an immortal, noble, blood clan who will always be at the top of this world, even if he will descend for two generations because the implementer of his first embrace is a three-generation blood clan.
Delway raised her head and asked carefully:
"Do you mean to save Arecio's life as much as possible?"
Theo patted the silly girl's head and said lovingly:
"Of course not, I want you to go with the determination to kill him. The vitality of the blood clan is very tenacious, Arecio will not die so easily, and once you start shrinking, you will screw up my plan. "
"My girl, I don't accept failure, understand?"
Delway understood, thinking of Theo's various methods recently, she knelt down tremblingly.
"Yes, sir, I will do my best to kill Arecio."
"Good boy, I will also help you, the hunter is on our side."
This time, Dalewei was really confused, but she didn't dare to ask, so she lowered her head deeply to show her order. After she respectfully exited the room, Theo enjoyed the sunlight outside the window for a while, and then took out the communicator that the idiot in this body had used to contact the hunter before.
He has lived for a long time, knows the temple better than anyone, and knows the exclusive hunter better than anyone. The temple once tentatively cultivated a little guy for him. He likes to study people the most, and of course he accepts it with a smile. In that pleasant game, he deeply understood what kind of existence the exclusive hunter of the temple was.
... That little guy was still reaching out to him for comfort before he died.
He lowered his eyes and sent the message with a cruel smile.
The hunter would never share this information with his children, Theo was certain.
[Theo: The hunters of the temple cannot accept the first embrace.]
[Theo: Have you ever thought about the issue of longevity?]
A dark purple shadow descended behind Theo, and a pattern of patterns began to meander down from his ears, pierced through his neck, and flowed into his collar. Theo looked up at the blurry shadow, which smiled at him.
[I look after you, believers of slander.]
[No one can escape from your snare, and wherever your words reach is your domain.]
[Go to bewitched, to cause disputes and wars, and use your domain to suppress those who have no domain!]
Theo felt that his consciousness arrived at the hunter's side along with the domain. He had never been favored by God before, and now he only felt infinite joy. He filled the words with malice, and he vowed to provoke a dispute between the hunter and Arecio!
he wants…
"Do you want a late-night snack?" Arecio knocked on the door, "I want a late-night snack, do you want to eat it?"
The dark purple shadow that rushed towards the hunter seemed to hit an invisible barrier in an instant and dissipated immediately. Arecio, who was knocking on the door, noticed something, his expression stunned, and he broke into the door directly, but he only saw a little purple aftertaste.
The favored ones have made a move on the neuropathy!
He teleported in front of the neuropathy, and when he saw the other side hanging his head, he immediately ignored it, lifted the other side's wrist and bit it down!
The attacker should be holding a spiritual domain, wake up from the neuropathy!
Ruzius heard the voice in the void again.
[I have seen it.]
In the depths of the conservation center, the star-like pupils burst into brilliance, and the dazzling light belts revolved around him. The other staff looked at this scene in amazement. Fortunately, such an anomaly only lasted for a short period of time, and Hitomi returned to her usual appearance and calmed down again.
The only thing that has changed is in the core database where Hitomi is very empty.
[Monitored that the god of slander violated the rules, once.]
[Remaining times of reaching a ruling: 2.]
A lot of guesses and thoughts turned around in Luzius's mind. Before he could sort it out, he suddenly felt a pain in his wrist, followed by the familiar boundless bliss. When he lowered his head, the fangs of the blood clan were embedded in his wrist, and the blood-sucking business did not appear to be at all advanced, and a blood line was flowing from his hand.
He could no longer think about other things, and while closing the prototype of the domain he had just opened, he stabilized his chaotic breath for a moment, and asked:
"Can you let me mentally prepare before you eat supper?"
Aresio, who was still biting his wrist in an attempt to rescue him: ...