Kozier's apartment.
"Don't look at me like that, Toledo."
In this situation, that was impossible, so Zach continued to stare at Ozzie Kozier, "Are you afraid that I will find something, Oz?" He held his cards in one hand and counted the chips in front of him with the other. , the corner of his mouth curled up, "Humph, double it." The chips were pushed out, "You have to face the consequences if you bluff."
Oz's expression didn't change at all, except that Nenad Cappadocia, who was under Zach's house, had a gloomy face. The cards in his hand were almost wrinkled, and he looked at the few cards in front of him with twitching eyes. The chips seemed to be making a big decision.
As if a string was broken, Nenad dropped the cards in his hand, folded his arms, lowered his head, and said nothing.
Zach smiled and tilted his head, "Wise decision, cut your losses."
Gambit ~ This is our vampire, oh, there are a lot of vampires in Barton now, but there is only one that can be called ours, Zach. This is the game where Zach can fully utilize his talents
Zach looked at Nenad's next family with a smile, "It's your turn, Zmich, what are you going to do? Follow your wise colleagues, or..." He raised his eyebrows and watched Zmich tremble. With a face full of flesh, he completely pushed out the chips in front of him!
At the same time, he said gloomily, "Toledo! Don't try to influence my mind!"
Zach looked back at Ozzie Kozier with a 'gentle' look on his face, "I won't pursue the etiquette issue. Next, Oz~"
Oz's forehead was twitching, and he stared at Zmich, who was still holding his cards tightly, but had already pushed out all the chips in front of him. His eyes were clearly, 'Look what good things you have done! '
This is the charm of poker. If you are going to cooperate secretly in this situation where each side is on one side, you have to make sure that the understanding is mutual. But it's a pity that the only mind reader in this game is Ozkozier.
"I'm still waiting~" Zach shook the cards in his hand, "Hurry up~Oz~"
Oz folded, still staring angrily at Zmich.
Zmich's face began to turn red, and he glanced at the hand Oz gave up. Pair? Straight? Nothing, just a bunch of bad stuff. Oz was bluffing.
Zach looked back at Zmich, with a happy face, and clicked the chips in the middle of the table. He was just counting them, and there was no need to follow him. Then, "It's time to reveal the truth~ Zmich~ together?"
Perhaps it had become a habit for Zmich to decide not to do everything according to Zach's request. Zach had already thrown away the cards in his hand while he was still dragging his voice at the end.
It no longer mattered what it was. When Zach was looking for chips in front of him with a natural expression on his face, Zmich had already stood up with his bloated body and got off the table.
The 'next round' initiated by the victor had not yet begun, when Hamilton LeSembra appeared.
It's back.
"Just right!" Zach pointed to the position vacated by Zimich, "The lowest chip is 50 yuan~" While shuffling the cards, he gestured to the small mountain of chips in front of him, "Of course~ you can weigh it yourself as to how many chips you need to buy. Just a moment~"
Hamilton did not sit down. He first glanced at Zimich, who was blushing, and then at Nenad, who was silently counting the scattered chips in front of him. Finally, his eyes fell on Ozkozier, " What are you doing?" There was suppressed anger in his tone.
Oz gave the answer, and his tone was not very happy, "Can't you see, we are gambling." He curled his lips and glanced at Zach, "Tori is bored, but he doesn't know that our Sabbat usually What kind of recreational activities can we do to connect with each other? Therefore, we proposed this game that the thirteen clans and colonists played together four centuries ago!”
Ha, Mokawi's poker is certainly not just for watching.
Hamilton's face turned gloomy, "Really! Then don't you know that if Mokawi doesn't play, Tori will always win!" It seemed that he was not ready to enter the game at all.
"Haha, of course they know~" Zach took over what was obviously a 'praise' for himself, "But you have Oz, don't you~" He also winked at the gloomy Oz, "Come on, Hamilton. Let's Let’s go through a few rounds, and I believe your tactics will be effective~”
Tactics, simple, support Oz, the mind reader.
Just looking at the results on the poker table now, it seems that Oz has only succeeded in maintaining his own balance, and only Zach has gained weight.
Therefore, Hamilton did not waver at all, and looked back at Zmich, who seemed to be trying to calm down his mood, "Why are you here!"
This Zmich should be in Paisying, and more specifically, he should be closely monitoring the movements of the Barton wizard leader around Sibera's home.
"I'll report back..."
"Don't make me wait~" Zach was knocking on the table, "Hamilton, you are Lesembra. It's impossible that the Sabbat didn't give you some pocket money, right?"
Hamilton's face twisted, he came to the table, and stared at Zach, "Of course!" It wasn't that the provoking method was successful, but "Let's play! Anyway, in Barton, there is no use keeping the money!"
"That's right." Zach shrugged, "After all, in Barton, you can't buy people or blood beasts." He raised an eyebrow, "Just curious~ Does the Sabbat still have such a thing as blood beasts? Or during the liberation of slaves? Disappeared together?"
It became quiet for no apparent reason, except for the sound of Hamilton counting his chips.
Zach would get the answer if he asked the question, so he raised his hand and patted Nenad's shoulder, pushed over a stack of chips, "Tell me~"
Nenad first glanced at Oz and Hamilton. He didn't get any instructions, so he could only do whatever he wanted. "This title has been abolished, but this 'thing' still exists, humans who sell their own blood. Especially in the central and eastern parts, the trading routes specially arranged and maintained by the Sabbat allow the Sabbat vampires to remain secretive when operating externally."
So you don't have to risk being discovered by hunting in other people's territory. Well, that's good.
Zach raised his eyebrows, "Oh. Still curious, how much."
We already know that Novel sells necessities for survival to foreign vampires in the middle of the country for 50 yuan a bag, oh, blood. No one knows where the blood bags Nofeile got and sold at the street stall came from. Anyway, they couldn't be from a 'good' place.
Zach just wanted to know what the official selling price was from this 'regular' channel arranged by the Sabbat, which can also be regarded as a peripheral organization of the Sabbat. In other words, humans, in their transactions with the Sabbat, estimated their own blood. How much value.
Perhaps Nenad's answer was too detailed, so Hamilton glared at him. Nenad frowned and took the chip that Zach pushed to him, "You just gave me a week's worth of food." He gave a vague yet extremely clear answer.
Zach raised his eyebrows again, "It's really cheap." It's cheaper than Nofiler's price. What does this tell us? It is more cost-effective to buy things from the official website.
Zach waved his hand, not wanting to continue this topic, and said "Start~" holding the first card in his hand.
The game is the game, and Hamilton still has his own business to do, "Zimich!"
"Sibella seems to be very aware of the fate she and her wizards will face after our Sabbat takes over Barton." Zmich reported standing behind Hamilton.
Disgusted, Hamilton tilted his head and winked.
Hahaha, Zach shrugged indifferently, letting Zmich stand behind him with an uncomfortable look on his face...
The rewards continued, "But she mentioned their wizard's current alliance with Nofeiler. I think she did it on purpose. In the future, we may need to take Nofeiler's factors into consideration..." She continued to report, her expression getting even worse. . Zach turned around and said 'shhh' to him.
Boo hoo, Ozzie Kozier also looked ugly at the same time and folded directly. He crossed his arms as if not ready to speak.
Nenad was aware of the situation and folded immediately. Hamilton, who was left behind, didn't seem to have much intention to listen to the information, and his eyes kept switching between Oz and Zach.
Oz gave a round sign.
Hamilton did as he was told, pushing the chips first and gesturing for Zmich to continue.
"One more thing." Zmich's face changed direction and became gloomy, staring at the top of Zach's head, "Torido." He actually spoke to Zach, "Your brother, your Grande's brother ', Ancestor of the Sleeping Mokavi clan, when are you going to tell us the news!"
This was a very good opportunity to mess up Zach's mind. Just after Zach took a card and pushed out the chips without looking at it, "Follow.", Zach's face at the card table changed for the first time. Feeling irritated, "Who told you this? Sibella? How does Sibella know? Who told her?"
Does this series of questions make sense? No. Because it's not a secret at all, it's just that Zach doesn't want to talk about it. The subject would never come out of Zach's mouth.
Oz was trying hard to signal Hamilton to increase the pressure.
Hamilton was a little slow, and only increased the pressure after reacting to the fact that the ancestor of the Mokavi family was slept with.
Zach seemed to have no intention of playing cards anymore, and said impatiently. He still looked sideways at Zmich, irritably, "Do you need me to tell you? I thought Darcy knew. Mokavi ran out of the nursing home. At that time, he didn't know who was the most anxious besides the vampire." No, it was Benjamin, but it was Louise who followed James to the police station.
"This is an insult!" Zmich also glared at Zach, "An ancestor of the thirteen clans! And an Alpha!"
Zach turned back, finally willing to take a look at the cards in his hand. With a twitch in his eye, he glanced at Oz, who was already gesturing for Hamilton Stud, and pursed his lips, "I completely agree with this, so let's end this topic, okay." He gave up.
The victory was Hamilton's.
When Hamilton collected his chips with satisfaction, Zach shook his head, "But now that the topic has come to this, I want to ask what the Sabbat plans to do with my 'brother', Benjamin, in the future."
The right to start the next game is no longer in Zach's hands. The time spent waiting cannot be wasted.
Zach added, "If the answer is kill, I will make sure that no one in this room comes out alive." There was no threatening tone, more like a statement of fact.
The four people on the Sabbat side didn't seem to have any violent reactions, and they exchanged glances with each other while waiting for Hamilton to shuffle the cards.
The atmosphere continued like this for a while, and Zach received the first card again. Zmich, who was behind him, glanced at Oz, and the look in his eyes showed that this was a game that was favorable to them.
Hamilton spoke, "The evaluation is still ongoing, but I can tell you one thing. If he maintains his current status, does not continue to create werewolf descendants, and does not allow the wolf pack to expand, we may be able to look at your, hum, living habits, Keep him."
"Don't you want to continue to expand the wolf pack?" Zach frowned and continued to take the cards. If you are unlucky, then this card game will rely on Toledo's talents developed in the social arena. Zach needs this talent because obviously, isn't it, he's in the worst position in this game. But it's a pity that Zach seems to have no intention of using his talents now.
"Don't sound like a layman." Zach curled his lips, as if he was just instinctively following the action of his superior, pushing out the chips, "Can the werewolf's creation of descendants be controlled? Even the appearance of Matthew is... It was an accident." It was as if he was explaining the reality to find a way out for Benjamin. Werewolves are all guys with split personalities.
"Hmph." The rhythm was completely out of Zach's control, and it was still Hamilton, "But this kind of accident can't happen now, right? According to the intelligence, your 'brother', Benjamin, has mastered a special way of transformation. , he can control his wolf body. Therefore, whether his wolf pack expands is entirely up to him!"
"Facts." Zach's eyes, which should be observing everyone's expressions, now only focus on Hamilton's face, "But similarly, Benjamin's human form will occasionally be controlled by the wolf personality. In Benjamin's own words, this is just In the deal, he borrowed the wolf's body, and the wolf borrowed his body. In the deal, there will be deals, and there will be times when the deal is not. Nothing is confirmed."
"Then you'd better let this transaction be confirmed!" Hamilton seemed to be in a good mood, and his eyes swept over the faces of his colleagues, "Double."
"Double it again." Oz pushed out the chips, passed Zach, who instinctively just followed back, and gave Nenad a look that meant he would continue to increase.
Nenad understood and pushed it all.
Zach should have looked at the situation in front of him, but he still didn't, "How can I confirm that I am the one who objects to his use of that spice." Zach's mind seemed to have been completely disrupted, "I hate this kind of deal, I I hate that wolf personality. You should all hate it." He glanced at everyone, and finally stopped at Zimixi's face, "You, imagine that the thing that killed the most of your brothers and sisters, the werewolf, mocked your incompetence. ."
Zimixi didn't seem to realize what he meant and was stunned. It's not a good stunned state, it's the kind of anger that starts to accumulate and gets stuck in the outlet. Thanks to Sibera's history lesson, we know that Tsimich was looked down upon by Toledo because of his battle with werewolves during the colonial war. , the fact of belonging to the Sabbat. So, Zach is the worst person to bring up this topic.
Zach was very considerate, "The werewolf who once killed you is just a wolf. Now, he has a human body, feet and mouth. He can run up to you and taunt you that you can't beat him. How do you feel? I'll tell you what I do It feels uncomfortable, even worse than when he was sleeping with Mokavi.”
There was no need for Zmich to reply, "You lost, Toledo." The cards at the table were already being turned over, and Nenad was collecting his chips.
The eyes of the four members of the Sabbat began to communicate again, and the anger that was about to burst out in Zmich also disappeared inexplicably.
Why? The card game to communicate feelings is indeed a good idea. The Sabbat found Zach's weakness. Miraculously, inexplicably, it's a werewolf, it's Benjamin. (..)