The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Chapter 1715: 12 Bob and Nick

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The redness that enveloped Craig was still unresolved. Zach said coldly, "Bob, it is one of your sons who is denying the four centuries of achievements of your other son. Are you willing to come out and bear your responsibility as a father? It's touching. But Bob, you can't have it both ways here. Let me help you."

Zach had put it tactfully. At least Bob's willingness to step up and be a 'father' is acknowledged. However, the reality is no longer a family-friendly parent-child situation, and there will be no consequences for group members here.

In other words, this is the moment when Toledo's Charming Eye saves the world, distorts reality, and manipulates the development of facts.

But Bob still didn't give up, "You've already helped, Zach. Craig no longer has any means in the federation." It's the same as Craig's situation before. If Bob wants to stop Zach, it's easy. Now press A little force on Zach's shoulder would be enough, but Bob didn't use any force. "Before, he planned to use General Lance to expose the smuggling evidence of Zmich and the military in the West, but you easily let Lance The general began to represent humans and refused to trade vampire blood, allowing humans to take the initiative to clean up their relationship with vampires... "

Ah, this measure to prevent vampire blood from flowing out actually had an unexpected effect, "...I don't know whether you did it unintentionally or intentionally, but you have blocked all of Craig's movements in the Federation. You’ve already won, Zach.”

"This is not about me 'winning'." Zach still maintained his posture, "This is just about you, Bob." Zach was silent for a while, "Bob." He seemed to be distracted, "Don't lie, You don't like Craig, right? The son you really like is Reutzmich, right?"

Actually... it's quite obvious, isn't it? Think about it, everyone, 'pacifist', the word Zmich used to describe himself, was said by two Zmichs.

Yes, Bob himself, and Roy himself. Craig? Ah.

Who inherited the principles of the existence of the Tsimishi clan and did what had to be done for peace? Bob, and Roy. Craig? Ah. Don’t you forget the war between the Northland and the Federation? Soul expansion is the technology of Northern Country Zmich for the Federation vampires. Don't forget this.

Regarding the selection of messengers in a clan, hey, ignore Bruch's group of retarded people, there are many things to worry about when choosing messengers. The first thing is not to choose your favorite son! Because it would pose too great a threat to my favorite son!

And then when we compare Roy and Craig side by side, it's not obvious who Bob likes as his son.

"Hey." Bob's hand almost left Zach's shoulder, but it still stopped in place after a brief moment of relaxation, "Is it so obvious?"

"It's no longer a question of whether it's obvious or not." Zach kept looking at Craig. "The permanent damage has been done. All Craig wants to do now is to use his own way to compensate for this damage and let you leave the Federation. Everything, go to the North to develop. This is competition, and Craig himself knows clearly that he cannot win Roy's vicious competition. Craig will do whatever it takes to suppress Roy, or even destroy him." People's hearts. Something Toledo is good at, "You as a father interfering will only make things worse. So, let me help you, Bob."

False memories have constituted...

"I have decided to go to the North Country." Bob's hand left Zach and put it on Craig's shoulder.

Zach's eyes widened, "What?"

"When Lutresembra sent the destroyed Sabbat Zmich medical experimental data, I was thinking about what made Toledo (Zach) make such a decision." Bob, two All hands were on Craig, almost holding the lifeless Craig in his arms.

Zach's eyes were slowly fading.

"I thought of the series of actions I saw in the Sabbat that happened because of you (Zach). You allowed the Sabbat to cut off the blood trade. You allowed the Sabbat to stop the sneak attack of Alpha by the werewolves on the western border. You allowed Leif Luo gave up all the clan industry to build a surveillance network..." As Bob was talking, Craig's consciousness gradually returned.

After a brief period of confusion, Craig closed his eyes and followed Bob's arm to lean into his father's arms.

"Zach, I understand the reason why you did all this. You are protecting the vampire race." Bob looked at Zach, "You were forced to become a child of the Toledo ancestor. This burden should not be yours. One person has to bear it.”

Zach didn't look at Craig either. On the one hand, Craig closed his eyes for whatever reason. On the other hand, the topic was so serious that Zach couldn't be distracted. "And you decided to share this responsibility." The way to take responsibility is to give up your descendants from the Sabbat and go to the North?"

Bob patted Craig in his arms, as if these words were also said to him, "The defeat of Sabbat Zmich was because of you, Zach." This was not an accusation, "Even if I don't say anything, You will also regard this as your own responsibility, won't you, Zach, you took in Roy, who is a political asylum, and you personally recognized him as your important Sabbat partner in Barton, which is proof of this."

Zach pursed his lips and almost forgot, the ancestor of the clan is also a person who has become a spirit in life. The talent that is not as good as Toledo can be filled with the length of life!

"Zmich of the Sabbat, you are enough." Bob had a smile on his face. "If I think right, you have been helping Roy to avenge him, eradicating and using Zmich for four centuries. There was a kick of Lutre Sembluck at the beginning, wasn't it?" Bob glanced at Craig, as if communicating with his son, "We also saw it, right, Lutt was ignored, Lutt My brothers have all begun activities in the Sabbat~"

Craig, who had his eyes closed, opened them and looked at Zach, nodded, and then continued to close his eyes.

Bob also looked back at Zach, "There is already a good enough person in Sabbat Zmich. You, Zach, take care of it for me. I don't want to stay here anymore..." After a pause, he patted Clay again. Ge, "The reason why others continue to be malicious towards the Zmich clan because of my existence."

Craig closed his eyes and frowned.

Obviously Bob also sensed Craig's idea of using the ancestor's ability to expose and cause trouble.

"So you decided to leave." Zach also frowned, "You understand that this is what Lutrecenbula wants, right? Let the ancestors who are beyond his power disappear from the Sabbat one by one, and you just happened to take advantage of it. Got his wish!"

Bob smiled and nodded, "I don't think there's anything wrong with letting Lute get his way just this once." Curling his lips, he patted Craig in his arms again. Now he could confirm that this rhythmic patting was for comfort. The kind of father to his son, "We all know that Root's biggest problem is not me, the ancestor of the Zmich family, but his own father, Frank."

Another twisted parent-child relationship. Eternal life, this may be a flaw.

Zach tilted his head and acquiesced. This is true, not to mention the existence of a Cappadocian ancestor that no one could predict, Xiaoka. Lute's task of eliminating the clan ancestors is still very arduous and far away. The ancestor of the Tsimixi family who was the first to exit may really not have any impact on reality...

What's more, hey, the clan ancestors are still popping up one by one... The latest one is Bruh. I’ll tell you later.

Bob continued to pat Craig gently, "I also have a very important mission when I go to the North Country. You, Zach, are in the Federation, working hard to eliminate factors that pose a threat to the vampire race. I can't just enjoy it in the North Country. Haha the 'home' Craig prepared for me..."

"Father!" Craig suddenly said, ready to say something.

Interrupted, Bob said, "There are political forces (war) in the North that are malicious to the vampires of the Federation, and the North also has attack methods against vampires (soul expansion). I will make sure these things disappear."

Craig was very persistent, and he had to express what he wanted to express, "Father! The reason why I came to the Federation to take you to the North Country is to protect you from being tainted by the disgusting alliance of vampires in the Federation! I didn't let you go to the North Country. Protect the vampires of the Federation!”

This is a bit confusing. Everyone understands that if egg No. 1 and egg No. 2 hit each other, both eggs will break. What Craig meant at this moment was that his original intention was to stop Egg No. 1 to protect Egg No. 2, not to let his father stop Egg No. 2 to protect Egg No. 1.

Bob kindly... yes, kindly touched Craig's head, "Is there any difference, son~"

Craig opened his mouth, speechless.

Yes, there is no difference, we are just saving the eggs.

"It's time for my meditation."

Nick Giovanni appeared on the back porch. It seemed that his mobility had been restored. "Zach, find me a place to meditate. Thank you." The meaning of saying thank you in advance is that the person being asked will be embarrassed to refuse. It’s a very useful social skill that everyone can learn.

Zach glanced at Craig one last time without saying a word, motioning for Nick to follow him, and now Roy was leaving the warehouse where he lived. It's not that there is no place for Nick to stay in a daze in Grand's main building, but that Zach deliberately put the Sabbat vampires together to avoid conflict with Bruch.

Conflict is inevitable.

When Nick was sitting cross-legged on Roy's bed, "I didn't expect that before the Thirteen Clans were summoned, besides me, you and Bruch also had a personal relationship. How wide is your circle of friends?"

"Don't you want to meditate?"

"The first step is to clear your mind." Nick replied, "But now I can't seem to complete it on my own. So, please help me." Another useful social skill appeared, "Thank you."

Zach curled his lips and looked at Nick, "It's wider than you think. After all, my job four centuries ago required me to come into contact with all kinds of strange characters everywhere."

"A strange character?" Nick was conscious and knew that he was also one of the strange characters.

Remember how Nick was discovered by Zach. Yes, when Giovanni was spreading the plague into human society in a world-weary way, Zach pointed out that this was just an evil way. If you want to destroy the world, climbing to the top of the class and moving your fingers is much more efficient than Nick digging a dozen graveyards to create panic and infectious diseases.

Nick looked at Zach, "Now that I think about it, you can be considered my teacher, and I am still implementing the suggestions you gave me. I stand at the top of the Federation, control the Federation's heavy industry, change the world's environment, and create countless Terminal illness has caused the extinction and death of tens of millions of species." Nick was proud when he said this, "In comparison, Bruch's execution ability is much worse. They are now ready to betray Fan Zhuo. What?"

Zach pursed his lips.

When he first heard what Salde said, Zach had a misconception for a moment, thinking that Bruch had grown up, but that was not the case. "They haven't betrayed Fan Zhuo yet."

Nick raised his eyebrows, "Fan Zhuo is no longer the strongest."

Zach looked at Nick, "Then tell me who is the strongest vampire clan now?"

Nick was stunned for a moment, then tilted his thin and thin neck, "I. Giovanni~" He smiled and said, "Giovanni is rich, powerful, and more stable than any clan in the Sabbat now. ~We have no internal disputes, we have no external threats, we..."

"Have you forgotten that one of my jobs in Vega City is to reduce the excess population of Giovanni?" Zach said very seriously, because there is no need to let Nick float into the sky, he will be thrown to death!

Nick's thin neck pushed his head back and looked at Zach, "Population is Giovanni's advantage..."

"It's a disadvantage." Zach didn't tolerate Nick, "Tell me, how far is the human anti-alien movement in the West now?"

Nick opened his mouth, then smiled, "I don't care about the bottom-level things..."

"Then let me ask in another way, is there a food crisis for vampires in the current Sabbat?" Zach continued to be annoyed, "Is it as easy for vampires to obtain blood from humans as it used to be?"

Nick's face darkened visibly, "No." He answered simply.

enough.

Zach looked at Nick, "Is it still an advantage? Before the human anti-alien movement began, your Giovanni population was already a burden to the Sabbat society, so I was assigned such a job, wasn't it? Is this called the absence of external threats? Huh, the threat is already in your face, but you are not aware of it yet." Zach didn't finish, "And now that human social movements have begun, there are problems with the vampire's food supply, let me Let me ask you, will your Sabbat companions still cover up the fact that Giovanni has taken up a large amount of food reserves?"

Nick's face already looked terrible.

Zach gave Nick time to think. There’s no need to criticize here, Nick may just be used to being comfortable and doesn’t have Zach’s kind of crisis thinking.

Zach saw that Nick was about to speak, "And at this time when your clan needs your leadership, you came to Barton. I really don't know what you are thinking, Nick Giovanni."

Nick opened his mouth, stood up, looked at Zach, and was quiet for a while, "I want to go back to the Sabbat."

Zach's eyes closed silently once.

Did you all see that Zach didn’t take the initiative to become someone’s life mentor? It’s just the fact that it happened like this, inexplicably.

"What can you do when you return to the Sabbat? Tell your Sabbat companions that you only took one look at Bruch and then came back to deal with your clan's problems?" Zach shook his head, "Bruch is the leader of the entire Sabbat. After taking one look at the threat from the banquet, you ignored the threat from the entire alliance and went back to save your own clan. A truly wise decision, the head of Giovanni’s family. Excellent."

Nick froze on the spot. A long, "Help me." and the necessary, "Thank you."

Zach shook his head and waved his hands, "Go find Benjamin."

"Why?"

"Benjamin's blood trade used channels in the central region." Understand, the human movement of the Sabbat was controlled in the west and did not become a national incident. "This is a way to alleviate your clan's problems. As for Bruh, since you are here, stay here and help me solve it!"