"You have to be quick." The male nurse urged. Zach had to take one last look at the trembling person to confirm that it was indeed Crowley whose eyes he wanted to avoid. Then he followed the male nurse and entered the maze. of one layer.
Walking out of the nursing home like a spiral again, the middle-aged female nurse at the reception desk at the front door handed over a wooden box for storing personal belongings. Zach looked at the things inside that only his own was left, and the special-shaped necklace had disappeared. Missing, it seems someone has left.
Zach put away his things and left the nursing home. Quest's car in the parking lot had long since disappeared. The gravel crunched under the crushing force of the tires.
Zach did not ask the unexpected guest sitting in the passenger seat where he was going, but returned on his own initiative.
Green trees receded on both sides of the car window. Zach held the steering wheel in one hand and a square wine bottle in the other. Under the sun, there are very clear differences in the rules for vampires to dispel the sense of lethargy: when Benjamin is around, Zach smokes; when Benjamin is away, it is naturally traditional eating.
Neither of them cared about the man in the sanitarium, because there was no point in caring about the guy who was obviously mentally ill right now.
"You're overdrawing your soul." Crowley held on to her gold and smiled as she watched the red liquid sink into the vampire's throat.
The vampire shrugged nonchalantly, taking this as a compliment to himself.
In the world of vampires, there is a recognized law of power. The older the vampire, the stronger the power. For a group that already stands above most living things, there is no need for a reason to increase in strength. But the power is still growing over time. The only reason is that their souls, which are constantly decaying and losing their restraint on body, are disappearing.
So when the demon with the soul as its source of power came out with words that seemed to be 'consoling', the vampire naturally took it as a compliment. Overdraft? No, for a vampire, this is liberation.
"What you said is a little biased." After replenishing the food, Zach took back the bottle with a smile and responded with a smile, "You are overdrawing by walking around without a container. And I am just growing."
Crowley curled her lips. Although they were born under the same system, they belong to two different races, which means they have essential differences in philosophy. Crowley accepted her slip of the tongue, smiled, and followed the vampire's words.
"You can't blame me, my requirements are too high." Crowley ran her fingers across her cheek, showing a helpless expression, and sighed, "Although I have a satisfactory candidate, this person, for the sake of future peace, ', I can't get involved."
Zach glanced away, and something connected his thoughts in his light green eyes. Zach smiled, so that’s it! 'For the sake of peace in the future', who else needs to make the devil consider peace besides the Grand House, then the scope of this candidate's identity is already clear.
"The sick nun in Holy Child Church should have recovered, right?" Zach asked with a smile. This was considered a test.
"Yes." Crowley smiled and played with her head, her eyes narrowed, "With proper rest." She smiled and looked at Zach, "With careful care, he will recover in a few days."
"You should stay in her body." Zach looked straight at the road ahead, and it was already obvious that the candidate container Crowley was referring to was Louise, "A container that can hold the soul of an angel is not easy to find. "
Crowley chuckled lightly and looked at Zach's side face. She knew that Zach had understood something, but in terms of details, it was obvious that the other party had misunderstood something.
"You think I'm a little too unbearable." Crowley looked away, "And that container is not as strong as you think."
Zach raised his eyebrows, "Oh? So, you weren't always there?"
"Of course." Crowley shook her head, "I'll do it. I'm not going to disturb you. I won't touch the people in the Church of the Holy Child. You should trust me more."
Zach squinted, trust? If the other party has not come out and is interested in his 'girlfriend', Zach will gain more trust in her. For now, forget it.
Crowley noticed Zach's expression and shook her head helplessly, "I won't do anything to your Louise." After a short pause, Crowley added, "And James."
Zach tilted his head. There was no need to say anything more on this issue. Grande had already gained an advantage in negotiating with the devil. Even if it was a threat, he could keep the opponent from overstepping.
"I believe you can know what not to do." Zach smiled and continued, "Before we continue chatting, let's get down to business. Why are you here?"
Crowley also smiled, "Is this business?" She adjusted her sitting position in the passenger seat, which was not very clean, but was very spacious. Her slender legs were folded casually, which made Zach involuntarily think of last night. Those performers in the bar. They also seem to like this kind of clothing that can highlight their gender advantages.
"Okay." Crowley nodded, "This is indeed serious business." She looked at Zach, "Did James remind you of anything?"
"Reminder?" The reminder means that Zach is in danger, but at least now, the vampire and his family do not feel any danger, "He did. In fact, I don't think this needs to be reminded." Just like at that time. Like a hunter, reminding others of things that cannot be solved by oneself can only bring disaster to others.
Crowley wasn't going to dwell on a single word. Because Zach is right, judging from what she knows now, this will not be Grande's problem, but her problem, because the other party did not do anything to Grande's house, but instead killed and Hurt her men.
"Some things happened, maybe you don't care about it now." Crowley said calmly, "But this is about your city." Crowley smiled and changed her words, "It's also my city, It's our city - Patton. So you have to know."
Zach thought for a while, smiled, and admitted Crowley's method. After all, everyone in Barton City must accept the fact that Crowley exists when the gates of hell close again.
"Then please, Sister Crowley." Zach raised his eyebrows, but still used this title, "Tell me, what happened in our city that I don't know about."
Crowley smiled and nodded. This was considered a peaceful consensus truly reached.