Before arriving at Grande, Bumi ran south as if he was eager to try, saying that he wanted to find a place convenient for practicing battles - Grande had ordinary employees staying there, so it was inconvenient for foreigners to move around. Zach went directly back to Grande to meet his guests.
Explain it. Darcy was not at the police station, and the two vampires were a little disappointed, but after going to Lister Street to see Oz, they were told that Darcy had gone to Grande, bringing the Sabbat reward and Eli Toledo. information.
"I didn't expect you to come to me." These are the exact words of the mind-reader Oz. "I have to be very careful when dealing with the West End and Darcy. I don't want the Sabbat to notice me and you." relationship. Remember, Zach, the Sabbat has two people in Barton right now, me and Darcy, and you need to average the number of contacts. You don't want Lesembra to think you have a 'preference'. "
Yes, Zach has been educated, which makes sense. Speaking of which, Zach has had many private meetings with mind readers, but not with Darcy yet. Well, accidents and phone calls don't count.
So Zach came back, and he kept adjusting his mood on the way back - no matter what reward the Sabbat gave him, he accepted it with a smile.
But any advance preparation is meaningless. As soon as he drove into the backyard, Zach's expression became a little strange, because not only Darcy was here, but James and Coulson were also here, and even better, Madison Also here, what could be better, yes, a black cat is digging hard at the door of Benjamin's warehouse, and the owner of this black cat, Ms. West, is also here.
"Uh, hug, sorry, Mr. Grande." Ms. West looked at Zach parking at the door of the warehouse with an apologetic look, "I don't know what happened to the biscuit, I always want to enter the warehouse..."
"Just Zach." The car couldn't be parked. Zach frowned as he watched Ms. West pick up the black cat and knocked on the door. "Benjamin." He wanted to ask why Benjamin had the door closed.
"I'm allergic to cats." The door opened a crack, and Benjamin answered expressionlessly while looking diagonally upward.
Do you still remember what was nailed to the ceiling of Benjamin's warehouse? Yes, the wings of a fallen angel.
Zach nodded without responding, glanced at West and the cat in her arms, and said nothing. Turning to Madison, who was staring at Coulson, he meant to be more conscious and explain the situation.
"You remember my classmate, my friend, Ms. Sheila (not Wingman) West."
"Of course I remember." If Madison wants to act, she can accompany him. "Your story is very attractive."
"Thank you~" West felt shy and shy, it was Zach who was so beautiful.
"She was going to write a story about me." Madison played the role very well. "She wanted to know about my working environment, so I brought her to know about it."
"Uh... Well, I thought it would be good to get to know each other at the mill, but Madison insisted..."
"Of course you have to persist, you want to restore my work pressure, don't you." Madison looked at Zach with an indescribable sense of tit-for-tat, "This is my pressure, of course I have to come here."
Zach squinted, okay, he was beginning to understand what Madison was planning. Bad, bad idea - didn't he complain yesterday that Zach didn't take his life and death seriously? Oh, then bring Zach's life and death into it. Now, Zach must think carefully about what story West will write. Smart, but bad!
"Haha." But we understand, Zach has always been calm, "Well, Madison, show your friend around." Ignore it for now, Darcy is already impatiently motioning to the office on the second floor. Not to mention James and Coulson, who were watching with cold eyes.
"Huh, this way." Madison began to show West the way, "Let's take a look at the new living area first."
"Is it newly built? It's really nice, just like that kind of apartment building. Haha, Madison, your Grande is really rich."
"Of course, haven't you read the newspaper? Well, when the funeral industry is in dire straits, Grande is making a lot of money..."
“Madison…”
Ignoring these two people, Zach walked onto the back corridor without leading the way. Darcy had already entered the house first and walked directly to the office.
It was out of the perspective of taking care of the guests that Zach said, "If the two detectives are not together..."
"I've been waiting for you for two hours!" was urged.
Zach shrugged and headed upstairs.
"I still can't believe that you actually let people bring ordinary people to Grande. Tsk, this place is completely different from what I thought!" I don't know if it was a complaint or something as soon as I took my seat.
Zach, he is very good at grasping the key points, "Madison's friend? Haha, what does it matter, just an ordinary human being." Yes, the Sabbat does not know the magic of Ms. West.
Darcy looked around the office, and his hands were not idle. He fumbled in his pocket for a long time, took out a small bottle about the size of his thumb, and handed it to Zach.
"What is this?" Zach picked it up, shook it for a while, and already had some guesses when looking at the red liquid inside.
"Your reward. Lesembra's blood."
Zach raised his eyebrows, a little speechless, "What do I need this for? Can it be used as a condiment to go with the staple food." It means there is too little.
"It's not for you to drink." Darcy was a little speechless, "If you help the Sabbat resist a demonic attack, our Sabbat will only reward you with a meal. Isn't it too insincere?"
Zach tilted his head and said, "Yes. Then this is..." He shook the bottle in his hand and waited for explanation.
"A collection of information, a 'person'." Darcy pursed his lips, and tried to understand what he said next - "This blood contains a complete 'person', including all consciousness, memory, and understanding of the world. Cognition..." Remember we discussed the ability of Lesembra before. The ability of Lesembra, the highest ruling class of the Sabbat, is their blood, the ability to transmit and contain information in the most powerful blood among vampires. . Then, just as we first realize that Zach can use the Charming Eye to change a person's perception of concepts and even time (Susan), expanding our understanding of Lesembra's blood abilities, "Everything belongs to 'People's' thoughts ultimately lead to and determine that 'person' will be absolutely loyal to a specific person."
Darcy pointed at Zach, "You. When you want, you can use this bottle of blood to create a person who is completely loyal to you. And if you want, this person can become a Lesenbra vampire. Exclusively for you. Yes, only the third generation Lesembula who is loyal to you. Lesembra has already buried the surname grant in this blood, and it can be used as the inherited blood of vampires. Huh, this is the same as those of 'Toledo' Learned."
The last joke didn't make Zach express any expression. Darcy frowned, as if he wasn't sure whether Zach understood, "The information contained in this blood will rewrite all a person's thoughts..."
"I know Lesembra's tricks." Zach interrupted, and the vial in his hand stood on the edge of the table. "We were once comrades in arms, and he also knew very well that I hate this kind of thing, so Toledo We couldn't stand together with Lesembra." Zach was a bit indifferent and couldn't show off the smile he promised.
Darcy frowned a little closer, his eyes wandering wildly, "But this is the highest gift that the Sabbat can give..." Probably realizing that the word 'grant' will not make Zach feel better, "...reward Of course, you don’t need to drink it yourself. They are all second-generation vampires, so the information in the blood should not have any impact on you."
"Humph." This is the reason why Zach can't laugh, "No need, you think I'm not smart enough to think of it." Zach shook his head, "Lesembra gave me someone who can create a person who is only loyal to The chance of your own 'slave', don't you want to know who I will turn into my personal slave. The mayor who controls the city? One of the West Enders? Or a certain force already in Barton, a wizard? A saint? A demon ? Or just find a passerby on the street?" Zach clicked on the vial on the table, "Whose loyalty I want will be the focus of your continued assessment of me to the Sabbat."
Do you understand? The point is, who will our Zachary Grande use this bottle of blood to gain loyalty? This is not a reward, reward, or gift, it is simply a test.
Darcy's eyes stopped wandering and he looked at Zach. He pursed his lips and was silent for a while. "Then you should choose carefully." He waved his hand and said, "I won't talk about this anymore." He should have the consciousness to say that he would not continue. After a good ending, he took out some small jars and said, "These are for other people." He passed them to Zach, "The bloodline is not as high as yours, they are all descendants, and they don't have surnames to give them. They can only change people's consciousness and Create foreign vampires. You can distribute them."
The distribution means that the vampires who resist the devil's attack include Nofil and Rimel.
Zach curled his lips, scooped up a bunch of vials, and shoved them into the drawer at hand. Darcy's face twitched as he looked at them, "Uh, don't, don't get confused..."
Zach didn't bother to say anything.
Let's put it this way - Zac won't distribute anything, Zac won't use these bloods, and it's possible to drink sheep's blood someday. Putting aside the loyalty issue that was entirely a Sabbat test, Zach was infinitely repulsed by the mere sight of a bunch of Lesembulas in Barton.
"I believe you have something else to say." Zach glanced at Darcy and motioned to the door, "James is eavesdropping."
Darcy curled his lips and waved his hands without any surprise, "Let's not talk about the two of them." Two? Isn't Coulson also there? "I think you should be waiting for information about Eli Toredo."
Zach nodded without saying a word, just skipping the meeting with Oz. Darcy didn't need to know such details.
"I checked your call history and found that he is no longer in the West. I reported to the West immediately and we have sent out a hunting team." He glanced at Zach and said, "Lesembula would be very angry. If it weren't for you , he didn’t know that Eli had escaped, and he personally chose to hunt... "
Zach interrupted again, "The more you lay out, the clearer I understand that you didn't intercept him. While I was talking here, Eli Toledo was still moving steadily towards Barton. What?"
Darcy pursed his lips and nodded. It's a bit pointless to mention the inability of Toledo from the Devil's Banquet at this time, so forget it.
"Then I believe that you should have prepared detailed information about him, including his fighting methods, eating habits, behavioral patterns... for me." Zach was very direct.
Darcy also spoke directly once, stretching out his white arms and saying, "Be gentle."
Zach frowned, waved his hand wordlessly, and took the hand extended by Darcy, "What's going on with you guys from the Sabbat? Are you all being trained by Lesembula to be so submissive? Hey. "
I really have to sigh. This is not the first time Zach has been done by the guys from the Sabbat to directly use blood to give information. Remember, Oz did this too.
Just add, "You'd better concentrate. My ability to analyze blood is not as strong as your master. If you are distracted, I may read something you don't want me to know."
"It doesn't matter." Darcy curled his lips, "I am a captive inheritor, I don't have any secrets."
Then it's better to be respectful than to obey, Zach said. (.)