In the backyard of the Grand House, the afternoon heat made people irritated. Fortunately, there were not many humans in the Grand House. Old Hank, the only irritable one, has been hiding indoors watching movies these days. The video tape originally purchased for Alice has almost been finished by Old Hank.
Matthew was sitting on the edge of the hammock, and Benjamin was swinging in the hammock with his hands raised in front of him and turning. Don't think that Benjamin is gesticulating something beautiful. He is explaining in detail the structure of the cervical vertebrae of various creatures and teaching Matthew how to break the enemy's neck as quickly as possible.
So Matthew would often be distracted, occasionally attracted by the teaching going on on the bench in the back porch. Over there is Danny and Dylan's place.
Danny was explaining various soul-like alien races, "Most races started from earth-bound spirits, and a small number were created..."
Zach was in a pretty good mood. He would wander over to Benjamin for a while and add some less violent massacre methods. Then he would wander over to Danny and add a few legendary stories that were recorded in God knows where.
Louise is 'on duty' again. Dylan's funeral, which had been hijacked by Smith a week earlier, was covered by the Barton Daily News, and the coverage was much more objective than the attention drawn to previous social issues. At least there was no mention of the possibility of price increases brought about by the 'only cemetery'. On the contrary, the report used 'barren' to describe the decline of the traditional funeral industry. The Grande House’s perseverance was met with unflattering praise.
In short, someone looked away from the time-saving and labor-saving cremation and found the Grand House. Louise, who was surprised and excited, went out again. He also refused to accompany him, "There won't be any demons waiting there this time, I will be safe!"
Zach reluctantly agreed, to be honest. He couldn't be sure whether it was safe or not if there was no demon waiting there.
However, after the report, the entire city of Barton should know that Louise is from Grande, and no stupid guy would dare to touch her.
Zach held a thick instruction manual in his hand. The title is Dungeons & Dragons Rules Guide. After yesterday's 'Wednesday Game Night' ended, it will be his turn to be the Dungeon Master next week. So during lunch, Fitz very responsibly delivered this rule book that left Zach speechless.
After David 'disappeared', this group of otakus implemented a rotation system, saying that it was to remind everyone that no one can replace David. With such a reason, Zach, who knew the truth, couldn't refuse.
But it wasn't Zach's turn yet, it should have been James, but last night, James was absent from the game night because of the party at the police station, and he didn't come back until the end. So the task fell into Zach's hands.
Zach knocked down Benjamin again. Waving the book in his hand, "Here you go..."
Benjamin looked at Zach, "The self-healing ability of vampires is very powerful, so breaking their necks will not kill them. They must be separated..."
Zach drifted away consciously, sighed, returned to the office, and stuffed the thick rule book into a drawer. He decided to harass James. Tell him because of his absence. How much trouble it caused to myself. Don't get me wrong, Zach thinks this game is very interesting, but when it comes to designing a copy full of mechanisms and surprises, Zach doesn't think he can do it yet.
It can be thought that there is a generation gap between vampires living in a real world full of alphas, phantoms, undead, banshees, witchcraft... and a fantasy world full of magic. Not enough imagination.
"Detective Coulson!" Coulson's voice came from the messy background of the receiver.
Zach raised an eyebrow, the two partners were good enough to pick up each other's phones.
"I'm looking for Detective James Lance." Zach said politely.
"Uh, he's not here, just like I said." The voice on the receiver was obviously disappointed, and then asked casually. "By the way, who are you?"
"Then when will he be here?" Zach asked with a smile.
A distant complaint came from the receiver, and then there was a burst of confusion. It was obvious that someone else answered the call, and there was expectation in his tone, "Detective Lance, who are you?"
"Zach." Zach raised his eyebrows again, obviously James was expecting something, "Whose call are you waiting for?"
Coulson yelled from the receiver, "It's a man! Oh, Lance Lance!"
James covered the microphone without even reacting. He was obviously talking to Coulson, "Okay! It's an informant!" Then he turned to the microphone and said, "What's the matter?" His tone immediately became calm.
Zach thought for a while and already guessed it. It seemed that someone and Georgina were going very smoothly, to the point where they would make secret phone calls during working hours. This is the stage where feelings break through the implicit and enter the stage of direct expression.
"Am I your informant?" Zach asked with a smile.
The voice on the receiver sounded impatient, "Do you have anything to say?"
"This is so sad." Zach continued circling indifferently, "I thought we were gaming partners."
The person on the other side paused for a while and sighed helplessly, "If you're okay, I'm okay. Don't waste my time."
"What's the matter?" Zach suggested with a sincere smile, "Maybe I can help?"
"You're not needed!" James' tone became cold and he didn't know which nerve the detective had been touched. "You just need to mind your own business!"
Zach curled his lips, "Relax James, I'm just suggesting it casually." Zach smiled helplessly, "Okay, it's just a matter of the Dungeon Master. According to the rotation, next week should be you. Because Your absence means it’s my turn. This troubles me.”
After a long silence, "Is this why you called?" The voice on the receiver was full of surprise. James couldn't believe that a vampire would use such a weird reason to disturb him while he was working.
"Yes." Zach smiled, "Don't you notice the joke in it? I'm a vampire, thinking about magic and warlocks..."
The phone was hung up.
Zach curled his lips, looked at the receiver where only a short beep came out, and blinked. The vampire's actions to enhance feelings failed, and Zach was disappointed to find that he was not as good as Georgina in James' heart. Wrong, if it was Fitz who called, James might not be so impatient. Zach was in James' heart, at the bottom.
Just as I put down the receiver, the phone rang.
Zach picked up and smiled, "Have you thought of the funny point?"
"What?" Louise's voice sounded. The background was a noisy street, which should be a telephone booth. "It's me." There was a smile in her tone, and a comfortable teasing, "When I'm not here, you are here. Who are you talking to? You sound happy!"
Zach smiled, "James, I told him a joke and he didn't get it."
"So you want to continue talking to him?" Louise's smile became heavier, "Then I won't interrupt."
Zach laughed out loud, "Okay Louise, how was work?" Louise went out in the morning and didn't come back at noon.
"Yes, it went pretty well." Louise also stopped joking, "But I met my old friend. She and I are going to go shopping. You won't mind, right?"
Former friends? Remember what Louise said to Zach at church when she wasn’t working? This vampire and human couple really haven't shared their past life experiences properly. But Zach could at least guess that Louise's friend was a 'single woman'.
"No." Zach raised his eyebrows, "I just want to remind you that your current job is in Grande."
The phone seemed to have been snatched away, and a strange female voice came out, "You are that boyfriend! Hey! I really want to meet..."
The phone was snatched back again, and Louise said with a smile in her voice, "Of course. I'll be back during dinner time."
In the background, a strange female voice shouted, "Louise! I want to see this guy!"
Zach smiled and shook his head, "I don't mind if you bring your friends back."
"I mind!" It was obvious that the two people on the other side of the receiver were playing around, and the laughter made their voices intermittent. "No more, see you at dinner!"
In the background, someone unfamiliar said "See you at dinner..." Only halfway through, a hang-up beep came from the receiver in Zach's hand.
Our vampire stared at the phone again, curled his lips, and was hung up again. The self-esteem lost from James actually lost part of it to Louise. Zach shook his head helplessly.
After hanging up the phone, Zach pursed his lips and thought about something that inexplicably appeared in his mind. For example, he thought that Louise's friends had all fallen into the shapeshifter's belly, but it turned out that they were still alive. For example, when Louise left Grande for the first time, she fired a shot to save James, and then mingled with the hunter. Another example is how Louise truly became a member of Grande.
Zach shook his head, needing something to distract him right now.
Zach took out the thick rule book again, left the office, opened it, and started to sigh.
"For example, non-Holy Lord faith..." Danny next to him said slowly, while Dylan floated aside, listening silently. For completely unfamiliar knowledge, this 'student' listened very carefully.
"That's me." Danny pointed to himself, "Although there are no clear rules, we all agree on some levels. For example, I, the Phantom Man, am at the top, but lower than the Dream Demon because our bodies are still Being restrained, you are still in human form." Danny seemed to have thought of something, and added, "But it depends on your own thoughts, at least I don't think there is anything wrong with maintaining a human form."
What did Dylan think? He waited quietly for the 'teacher' to continue.
"The person below me, well, should be the Shadow Man." Danny seemed to remember something interesting, "By the way, have you ever heard of the legend that you will see another version of yourself before you die?"
Dylan shook his head.
"That's the Shadow Man." Danny explained with a smile, "They are too weak, and possession requires the other person's permission, but no one wants to be possessed, so they choose the time when the person's consciousness is the most vulnerable before death..." ( ..)