“It’s really interesting that you really care about what the funeral industry looks like.”
It was the document that Zach was holding in his hand, and the mind-reader Ozkozier could easily read what Zach was thinking.
Zach smiled sideways and stuffed the crumpled document back into his briefcase. He put it on the table casually and mentioned it when he had the opportunity, which should be soon... What we need to know now is that Allen suddenly revoked the restraining order against Zach, and it does not mean that he has any changes towards Grande.
"I think we should meet less." He looked at the mind reader, "balance the number of contacts between me, you and Darcy."
"Yes. But it doesn't matter this time, Darcy knows I'm here."
After a certain man left, the new employees in the backyard introduced themselves to Zach one by one, and then after they officially started their new life, Ozzie Kozier came.
"Mission? The Sabbat's mission?" Zach raised his eyebrows. Otherwise, Zach wouldn't think Oz needed to inform Darcy of his whereabouts.
"That's right." Oz nodded, "Do you still have the list of vampires from the Sabbat?"
Zach tilted his head slightly, took out a list from the drawer, and handed it over, "They have already come to Barton?"
Oz smiled, "Yeah." He took the list, "But naturally, the news coming to you should be that they have just entered Massachusetts and were left behind by Eli Toredo incompetently."
Zach smiled and nodded. Can you say that it is really the case? Let’s forget it. Always mocking your opponents is not a good habit and makes people arrogant.
"You don't look surprised at all." Oz flattened the list and looked at Zach, "Besides, you blocked me."
"Believe me, this is for your own good. You need to avoid suspicion." Zach responded sincerely. It's not easy to be two-faced. Zach is saving Oz the trouble.
"Okay, you look ready, I'm relieved..." Oz looked at the list and was stunned for a moment, "The list is wrong."
"Really." Zach leaned forward and took a look, smiled, and took back the wrong one, "Sorry." He rummaged through the drawer again, "This time it's the right one."
List! Zach's been getting two lists lately hasn't he! One was sent by Darcy, the list of Sabbat vampires, the correct list. One, haha, was sent by Maitreya, a list of the aliens he saw in Barton. Yes, there was a list of aliens in Liszt's Cozier shop that even Zach didn't know about. It was the wrong list.
No one would think that Zach really took the wrong one.
Oz's face began to look strange. He took the correct list but did not unfold it. "What is that?" He looked at Zach holding the wrong list in his hand.
"This?" Zach shook the thing in his hand, extremely relaxed, "It's nothing. Do you remember Maitreya? Maitreya who was a guest at Yuri's house and marked foreign races everywhere. He gave it to me."
"Oh." Oz looked at Zach for a while, but the blocking continued. Therefore, unless Zach took the initiative to bring up a certain topic, Oz was prepared to take a chance, "One Lesembula, three Zmich, three One Refro, one Cappadocia. One leader, three warriors, three trackers, one aftermath..."
Now that it is confirmed that Oz has a fluke mentality, what is the most refreshing way to deal with people who are lucky? Expose it.
So, "I know what these clans are good at. We were once comrades-in-arms. I don't need an introduction." He smiled and waved his hand, holding the wrong list in his hand. "On the contrary, you have been in Barton for a while. We, the people of Barton, have a good reputation." Have you ever introduced us Barton’s alien race to you?”
Let's extend that luck a little further, "Haha, I don't need it. Everyone has seen it twice, Linda and Cliff's marriage, and the defense against alien werewolves."
"Oh, that's good." Zach shrugged, "Everyone knows each other, which is good." He shook the list in his hand and stopped talking.
The atmosphere in the office was awkward for a moment.
"Uh, Zach, don't torture me, just tell me."
"Okay~" Zach felt relaxed, unfolding the list and pointing to the untranslated republican text, "What is the thing in your store?"
Oz seemed to know that word. It’s not surprising. James knew about the salty-sweet tofu brain debate. “Hey, you still know it.”
"Now, you've made me more curious." Zach made a gesture of invitation, "Please."
"It's nothing, it's just my toy now."
Zach's question was straightforward, "Toys? How many toys do you have?"
"Except this, five."
"I guess I don't need to ask where this toy came from." No, it was obviously brought by the mind-reader from the Sabbat... And Zach really rejects the idea of the toy, which is the alien, the mind-reader Oz Kozier Aliens brought from the Sabbat! It's really not worth making a fuss about. As a partner of the Sabbat, it's impossible for a mind-reader to come to Barton without someone to protect himself. But since Oz still used the term 'toy' now, Zach cooperated first, "Where are they?"
"My place." Oz pursed his lips, "This guy, because his 'image' is quite normal, so I put him outside." Somewhat speechless, "I guess he was discovered by Maitreya. The rest, only I can do , um, contact.”
Zach frowned and honestly didn't understand what Oz meant. "Mo said that this kind of thing can be regarded as the opposite of a wandering spirit. It has lost the ability to have a physical body..."
"Mo?" Oz raised his eyebrows, then shook his head slightly, "What she said is not wrong. But, hum, don't pay attention to those claims." He looked at Zach seriously, "Do you want to know what this is? ?”
nod. Even if it's just for Oz's "I still know it", I have to nod.
"This is you."
Zach was stunned for a moment, "Say it again."
"It's you." Oz turned his gaze away, "Or, partially, you."
Zach frowned, "Please, say it again."
"I'll give you a choice, short or long."
"Both of them, short ones first."
"Okay. A century ago, the Sabbat was very concerned about Toledo's betrayal in the Secret Alliance..."
"I told you to keep it short first." Zach was a little defensive. Totally understandable, right
Oz waved his hand and ignored it, "Part of it is happiness. Toledo finally did something 'good'. The Secret Alliance is finally not so complete. Part of it is sympathy. Toledo is finally going further and further on the road of division." , splitting the thirteen clans was not enough, the secret alliance also didn’t let go... "
"What did you say?" Zach stared at Oz, "Toledo, split the thirteen clans?"
"Isn't it? The original only purpose of the Thirteen Clan was to colonize, occupy the land, and win victory. It was Toledo who proposed the independence of the Federation. So the Thirteen Clan was split into the Secret and Sabbat."
Zach moved his mouth, smiled, and waved his hands, "You were born and raised in the Sabbat. I don't blame you. You continue." The truth, and the truth. Zach didn't know how to refute it. Everyone can have their own opinions on history, right
Oz continued, "In addition to watching Toledo's actions in the central part, the Sabbat naturally..." shrugged, "The news from the central part is blocked in the west, and Toledo's 'reactionary ideas' cannot be allowed to poison the creatures in the west." "I understand. Slavery is the basis for the Sabbat in the West to control foreign races. Toledo, who preaches the liberation of slaves, is a cancer that cannot be touched. "The Sabbat also did one more thing." To be more serious, "Save Toledo. Lots of blood."
Zach frowned, and after thinking for a while, "The Sabbat has determined that Toledo is going to exterminate the clan."
"Yes." Oz nodded, "Toledo's fighting ability is average, and its stealth is average... All aspects, hey, are very average. When no one in Toledo is willing to look into Toledo's eyes, you are useless. No." Oz shook his head again, "There is no way Toledo can survive the siege."
Zach didn't want to refute this fact, so he changed his direction, "Humph." He said sarcastically, "So Lesembra suddenly has the sense of honor of the thirteen clans, and wants to retain the Toledo bloodline?"
"You can say that." Oz shrugged, "Or maybe Lesembra just doesn't want Toledo's blood to disappear. You know Lesembra's obsession with blood, even if it's just for a private collection."
Right here, in Zach's desk drawer, is the Sabbat reward from Darcy! Reward for Zach from Lesembra! A piece of blood that contains complete information about a person! Feel it.
Zach started pouring the wine, "Go ahead."
"In that period, it was not difficult to obtain the blood of Toledo. What was difficult was that Lesembra's 'complicated' emotions towards Toledo were difficult to satisfy." Oz shook his head speechlessly, "The last generation of Toledo His blood will carry the information of his father's generation, so Lesembula ordered people to find the blood of the previous generation of Toledo. If he found it, Lesembula would find more "interesting information about the previous generation of Toledo." , so I asked people to find..."
Zach subconsciously moved his body. This feeling was unpleasant.
"There is more and more information about Toledo. In three centuries, Toledo has done everything in the Secret Alliance." Oz looked back at Zach, "Driving a wedge between werewolves and wizards, saving the black witch in Salem, Stop Union expansion to the north...everything. One name."
Zach raised the cup and said, "Huh, why, is he in love with me?"
It was good, Zach could still joke, and Oz relaxed a little, with a smile on his face, "If I were you, I wouldn't want him to fall in love with you. You ask me what my toy is, and I tell you, This." Pointing to the word "Republic" on the error list, "It's your brain. Or you can think of it as the way you think. More accurately, it's the rules that are summarized after integrating and summarizing all the information about you. You, The laws of your thinking.”
Zach didn't have time to show anything.
"The other four are blood, heart, bones, and skin."
"explain."
"The blood comes from a certain second-generation Toledo, stripped of all the information it originally had. It is pure, the most primitive, the blood that flowed from the Toledo ancestor. The heart, the heart of an artificial human, was created to beat. , the heart that squeezes the blood. The bones, the bones of the ghoul, in order to support the existence of the body. And the skin, the skin that has been fixed into a certain appearance by the shapechanger who can change into any form." Austin, Looking at Zach, "Lastly, your brain."
Zach really didn't want to put together what he heard. After thinking for a while, "Are they alive?"
"Alive, but not alive. They only appear for one purpose. Lesembra treats you..." Feeling Zach's discomfort, he changed his words, "The paranoia of a certain existence, so they are not considered alive. Just counted, kept. Just waiting to be assembled and put in a showcase."
It's really rare. Zach, who always accepts praise readily, couldn't accept such strong praise. The corners of his eyes twitched, "Please tell me, you failed."
"Well, we failed. You said we should listen to the short explanation, the process of trying and determining these components, and finally these things became toys for me to exercise my thinking, all in the long explanation. Do you still want to listen? "Oz also seemed to be relieved.
"Not at all." Zach emptied the glass of wine.
Oz suddenly pursed his lips, "You remember when you first asked me what the Sabbat thought of you in Barton, my answer was that it was irrelevant. Now you should understand that it is indeed irrelevant. It has nothing to do with the Sabbat's view of Barton. The plan is irrelevant, it is Lesembra's private wish..." Oz waved his hand and became serious, "In the last war, the Sabbat brought back a replacement that was claimed to be Toledo, but in fact, the purpose was only One, all I want to do is hunt down the real Toledo, you."
Zach raised his hand to stop him, no need to listen, he already understood! To replace Toledo's position in the Thirteen Clan? ! This is a lie! "Does Eli Torrido know this?"
"Of course I don't know." Oz shook his head matter-of-factly. "Apart from Lesembra and the managers of the core clan, only I know. Haha." Because he is a mind reader, a partner of the Sabbat, and of the same class. people.
"So, Darcy doesn't know either."
"There is no need to mention this type of subordinate. He is not qualified to know..."
Zach interrupted again, frowning, and finally realized that they wasted a lot of time discussing a wrong list! Zach pointed at the vampire list in Oz's hand, "Then why, if Lesembra is so obsessed with me..." He said softly, "Why?"
Oz also looked back at the list in his hand. The fact is that the fake Zach has not been made, and the Sabbat does not seem to want to keep the real Zach. Otherwise, how could the people on this list be so incompetently defeated by Eli? Toledo left behind'? "Have you ever visited a museum... No, I have a better metaphor." Looking at Zach
"In the Republic, there is a story. There is a guy named, well, Mr. Ye, who likes a legendary creature, the dragon. Have you heard of it?"
"I know." Liven up the atmosphere, "Its beard is edible." Remember, dragon beard cake, Mrs. Quinn highly recommends it.
"So he painted, sculpted... everything he could do, worshiping and appreciating the creature with all his heart. And then, one day, the dragon appeared in front of him."
Zach frowned. Although it was not a story about the Federation, he could already guess the direction of the story.
"Mr. Ye, he was scared to death." Oz looked at Zach, "I said it from the beginning, the Sabbat believed that Toledo was going further and further on the road to division and would not let anything go. Leson Bulla wants to add to his collection, but he doesn't want to be 'scared to death'."
While Zach decided to ask Mo what the story was called, he swung his glass again and saluted Oz, "Then, I lived up to it."
Isn't it, Koziel of the Sabbat, Oz, here to tell Zach this. (..)