Have you ever had the experience of looking for something? Well, how should I put it? When you spend time and energy but still can't find something, you start to hypnotize yourself, "The thing won't disappear, it's somewhere, somewhere I haven't looked for it yet, or I've ignored it. It's there." Shine and shine, waiting for me to find you.”
In Barton, there are three 'things' that are glowing like this, 'waiting' to be found.
The first one is Nophele. They could be anywhere, and the people who were looking for them have given up. So let’s not talk about Novel.
The second one is Zagel. He was in the building where the vampire who wanted to find him was, quietly observing the guy who kept claiming that he wanted to resurrect him. He was extremely active, provoking, alienating, beating... all the cracks that appeared in front of him. "I am worthy of who I am~". But despite this exclamation, Zagel still wasn't prepared to be found. Therefore, let’s not talk about Zagar, which is just a wooden model.
the last one. Ha, let's pay attention to this guy, because obviously his experience is a bit... pitiful.
"Please let me go..." begged. Charlie almost fell to his knees.
The person who begged ignored him and moved from the living room to the bedroom in a daze. When he came out, he had a gun in his hand. Not really holding it, just holding it slightly disgustingly. She's Brielle, yes, Brielle Mocavi. Her eyes were looking around, as if she didn't know where to throw the things in her hands. Finally, he curled his lips and threw it into the trash can.
"Please...let me go..." the plea appeared again.
"No." Burrell answered simply. He glanced at Charlie, rolled his eyes and walked to the sofa, sitting upright without speaking, as if he was thinking about something seriously.
"You, what do you want!" Charlie felt like he was about to collapse. This is the worst situation in life. He doesn't want to stay here, but he has to stay here. Was he kidnapped? No, he can move his arms, he can kick his legs, he can do anything freely, but he just can't get out of this old house on the edge of Barton
He couldn't beat Bibril Mokawi. Uh, hit? This statement gives Charlie too much face. Briar is faster than him, 'stronger' than him, more agile than him, and...
With red eyes, "You haven't seen me! I want to leave Barton!"
Seeing the same red eyes, "Hey~ So this is what Toledo feels like~ It seems quite interesting~"
This was the beginning of Charlie's descent to this point. Briar, 'invite' Charlie to your home, and feel the charming eyes of Toledo.
So when Louise took Matthew and searched for this guy all over the city, he had been here, at the farmer's house on the border of Barton's South District. He was used as a learning tool for Briar, who had just become a Mokavi, to experience Toledo.
A bit of a shame, a shame for Toledo. Charlie tried to escape, but it was becoming increasingly hopeless. At first, I could still do some 'actions', such as breaking the door, jumping out of the window, running wildly without looking back... But now. Basically all you can get is an imperative 'no'. If Charlie continues to say a few words, that's it
His vision was shrouded in red, and all thoughts in his mind were forcibly suspended. Each thought was pulled out and exposed to the red. It's like being in a red sea, with hair swaying with the undercurrent, tremblingly waiting for the person who caused this red, using these thoughts to weave memories that have nothing to do with reality, and stuffing them back into the mind of the person shrouded in red. …
Briarmokavi, a new member of the Thirteen Clan, is more proficient in using Toledo's Charming Eyes than Charlie. shame.
The most shameful thing is that Brielle usually ignores the thoughts that have been extracted and exposed, and does not weave any memories that do not belong to Charlie. In this red, he unhappily flicks the wandering thoughts and says a few words, " Tsk, Mokavi told me to respect Toledo, I probably shouldn't change your memory randomly." Chihong retracted.
This is irresistible kidnapping, the worst situation in life. It was the reason why Charlie was slumped on the sofa completely weak at this time. It's ruined, life has no hope at all.
I don't know how long it took, but Brier adjusted her posture, became more upright, and said, "I'm going to try again."
Charlie's eyes were dull and he didn't want to make any response. In the face of power, perhaps doing nothing is the right thing to do.
"Well, I'm going to try again." Brielle was just talking to herself, and she didn't know what she was affirming. He stood up, walked to the door, and waited quietly for something.
The wait didn't last long. Sires came back, flexing his strong body and leaping to the front porch with long strides. Brielle was already ready to drive away, with an ugly smile forced on his face.
This mentally ill woman is really not fit to laugh.
Siris was stunned, and then quickly entered the door, "It's so cold!" He just sighed about the weather in a sparse and ordinary way, "I checked the fence, there should be no problem. If the weather is better, I should call xx. This year's The price is good, we should sell more before winter..." This is just something farmers usually talk about.
But before he finished speaking, Sires saw Charlie and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Uh, guest? Is he?"
Charlie didn't pay attention at all, it was none of his business, everything was under Briar's control, well, 'control'.
Red briefly enveloped Sires, "There are no guests." Very briefly, it erased Charlie's sense of existence, and then, "Honey, come, I want to tell you something." Brielle maintained that With a smile that didn't suit her, she pulled Siris to sit on the sofa.
Siris obviously didn't know what was going to happen. He looked at his fiancée in confusion, "What's going on?" He felt a little excited for no reason. He probably had completely wrong expectations. The sturdy man actually felt shy. Look at Bishop, the wedding is going to be on the weekend, God knows how long Siris will be calling his fiancée.
Brielle continued to look at Cyrus with that weird smile of hers, seeming to actually adjust her words a little. Remember, Brielle's self-assertion before Cyrus came back was, 'I'm going to try again. ', the keyword is, 'again'. So, all this happened. Everything is under Briar's control.
"Are you willing to live with me forever?" Burrell asked, and after thinking about it, he adjusted the question. It is to hope that a certain result will not happen again, and this 'try' does not need to be 'again'.
The shy man took action immediately. He moved off the sofa and knelt down on one knee holding Brielle's hand. His face was full of excitement, "Oh, my dear! You won't believe that I have been waiting for this day..."
"Are you really willing to live with me like this for the rest of your life?" Burrell asked again, seemingly with more embellished repetitions.
"Uh!" He was speechless in excitement, "You are the most perfect woman in my eyes! You know!"
The accident was touching, but I just didn’t know what Brielle was thinking. She still kept that weird smile, “Even if I have to take some random medicine every day, even if it’s impossible for me to go out to work, even if no one is willing to Get close to me."
"I don't want to answer this question! Because you know!" Very firm and not in a hurry. It’s understandable. I don’t know who invented this unmarried period from proposal to actual marriage. If they were a normal couple, this stage would probably be nothing. They would just discuss together how to make the wedding unforgettable. But what about this combination of a farmer and a mental patient, an unforgettable wedding? Oh, forget it, it’s better to skip it. The mentality of just seeking results will really make people impatient to wait...
The smile on Burrell's face lasted for a while. This was a decision made after careful consideration, "Then let's do it today. After the wind calms down a bit, we will go to the city hall to register."
"Okay!" Sires stood up, and while kissing Briar, his eyes had already gone to the bedroom, and then he ran directly to the bedroom quickly, "I want to find my good suit! I remember, remember, Ha! It’s right here!” He began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find it.
Burrell's smile had faded and she glanced at Charlie. Now, Burrell actually had a look asking for good luck.
Charlie leaned on the sofa and waved his hand, saying "good luck" without any sincerity.
"Dear." Brielle was sitting on the sofa in the living room, "There is one more thing you should know."
"What is it? My dear!" The overly excited man probably didn't care about what he heard next. Bar.
"I'm a vampire."
The rummaging in the bedroom continued.
Brielle knew that Siris didn't understand that the word 'vampire' would not appear in a farmer's daily life. So, "I'm not human."
The sound of rummaging continued, but it was accompanied by a burst of laughter, "Hahaha, this reminds me, we can go to the pharmacy when we come back, it seems that your xxx (medicine) is almost finished~" After that, this is a A combination of farmer and psychopath. Any interaction between a pair will become, well, strange here. Strange romance. This is a good combination, an erratic and elusive spirit, and a man who insists on using the ground under his feet to nurture all life.
"Serys, I'm not a human. I'm a vampire, and I'm Mokavi." He behaved properly and glanced at the gun thrown in the trash can for some reason. "I won't shoot myself again." Come and prove it to you." As if he missed something, "All you have to do is believe in me. Because spending a lifetime with me only means that I will live forever in your lifetime."
The rummaging in the bedroom finally stopped. The reason is, not 'Vampire', not 'Mokavi'. Huh, if Sires can understand this, he's crazy. The only thing he heard was the gun.
After a brief silence, a voice came from the bedroom, "Uh, honey, where is my gun?" He ran out anxiously, "Dear! What are you talking about? Uh, we discussed this! You Don't play with guns casually, it's not safe and will make me worry..."
Brielle pointed at the trash can and looked at the ceiling, as if there was something interesting on the ceiling. "Believe me, you don't have to worry. That thing can't hurt me."
Siris was probably just remembering to go to the drugstore after completing a major life event while checking his little revolver. His face turned dark, "There is a bullet missing, my dear, you, what did you do..."
The atmosphere was silent for a moment.
Brielle squirmed. Don't worry, nothing happened like a bullet being pulled out of Burrell's head. What happened was just "Serys." Burrell frowned, his eyes red, "It's windy outside, so you decided to check the fence."
The red disappears. Sires, who was stunned for a moment, put down his gun and went out.
"Uh..." Charlie rubbed on the sofa uncomfortably. It’s the feeling of being trapped, having everything stuck in one space, for a while! "Accept it! It won't end well! Either you never tell him! Or you can watch him realize that you are a monster and run away!!"
Brielle glared at Charlie. It's also an expression that doesn't suit her. Any added emotion doesn't suit her. She is suitable for remaining independent indifferently and living in her own spiritual world.
"No. You're just jealous of me." Brielle picked up the gun, hesitated before heading to the bedroom, "meeting you reminded me, so that I could be prepared and try again and again until I got what I wanted. The result. And you, you have no chance."
Perhaps, this is the truth. Regarding a certain bloody theme, what happens when a vampire confesses to his close companions when he was still human that he is no longer human.
"You are a madman!" Charlie shouted into the bedroom, "No matter how you repeat it over and over again! The result is still the same!! There can be no change! He is a human being! You are not! You said it yourself! Marrying you, then It’s his life, and you will live forever!! Last time you made him realize that you used other people’s blood to heal yourself! This time! You want to use eternal life as your entry point? Do you think this will make it easier for him to accept it?? You How crazy is that!!”
The sound of tidying up the bedroom was accompanied by Burrell's words, "Then let me try another way. Fortunately, I am Mokawi, and I have many ways to get in. Well, I can say... "
"You can turn into a bat?? You can run as fast as a train?? You can hear sounds hundreds of meters away?? You can control shadows?? You can..." After Charlie threw a bunch of things , gloomy, deliberately sarcastic, "You can change his memory endlessly! Until he says what you want to hear!!"
The bedroom was quiet, and Charlie thought it was his victory. Pride is a bad thing, "Ha! Yes!! Tell him, tell him these things! Let him know how you are not a 'human'! And he is just a 'human!' Tell him! Keep trying! Anyway you There’s plenty of time! Eternal life…”
Mokavi's eyes turned red, "I changed my mind! It's your father I want to respect, it's Zach! Not you!" The madman was angry.
"Wait a minute! You..." (..)