If there is the saddest profession in the world, it is that of a vampire.
I'm not kidding, if you spend your whole life serving and pleasing an immortal guy, just hoping that you can finally get the favor of the other person and gain eternal life when you are about to die. This is a bad life, followed by a bad eternity, and it couldn't be more pathetic.
"Oh my God!" Old Hank's voice came from the exhibition hall to the backyard. "Are you two hundred years old? I've never seen anyone older than you!" Old Hank said impolitely to the door of Grande. An old man shouted, "And what does this smell like! Did you come out of the trash can!"
Everyone in Grande was sitting on the back porch enjoying the cool breeze. The rain in the darkness was not as heavy as during the day. It was sometimes intense and sometimes languid, and I didn't know when it would really stop.
Zach tilted his head, "Hank, let him in. He's a vampire, not a homeless man."
"What?" Old Hank's voice became louder again, "Are you a vampire?! You are the ugliest and oldest vampire I have ever seen!" Old Hank clicked his tongue heavily and pulled the skinny old man at the door in. Indoors, "Don't touch anything! Behind!"
The old man's cloudy eyes showed gratitude, and he bowed tremblingly, and then carefully followed the old Hank, who was not much younger, to the backyard. The tattered trousers dragged a trail of water on the ground, all the way from the showroom to the reception room, to the office, and finally passed the stairwell, and finally saw Zach waiting on the back porch.
The skinny old man faced Zach, bent at ninety degrees. This is the respect a vampire family member shows to a vampire. If Zach doesn't signal, he will maintain this posture until the world is destroyed. At least according to the rules. It has to be this way.
What are dependents? It is the slave system of vampires. The most terrifying part is that these are voluntary for the sake of eternal life.
"I'm Toledo." Zach's face looked complicated, "You don't have to do this."
The old man was still bent over, "I am a descendant of Gangro. All vampires with a surname are my masters." His voice was as old as his image.
If you look at Zach and still have some fantasies about vampires, then it’s time to face reality. Look at this old man, please put an end to your fantasies.
Zach nodded silently and put his finger on the other person's shoulder, "You can get up."
The people from Grande looked at this old man who was almost as old as a mummy and frowned. It was an unexpected visit and no one dared to speak. The humans of Grand House may not know the reason why Toledo 'betrayed' the Secret Alliance. But the aliens who have lived for who knows how long know it very clearly. The entire clan of vampires in Toledo was slaughtered, which was no small matter.
Alice pulled Louise and everyone left the back porch, leaving the place to the vampire.
"Alpha." The old man seemed afraid to look directly at Benjamin, who was still sitting on the back porch, and he was a little hesitant about what kind of etiquette he should use.
Benjamin waved his hand to show that he didn't care, but glanced at Zach and said nothing.
Zach pointed to the bench on the back porch. "sit down."
"I'd better stand." The old man insisted.
Zach frowned, "Do you have a name?"
"12."
Zach slowly closed his eyes. What was he thinking about. How could a vampire's dependent (slave) have a name? Of course it's just a code name!
"12." Zach shook his head slightly and decided not to get involved in Toledo's historical issues. "Where is your master?"
12 He took out a wrinkled letter from the tattered linen clothes and found it on the ground with a ridiculous red seal on it.
Another pedantic secret alliance rule - guest respect. When a vampire visits other people's territory, they must express their wishes to the owner and obtain the owner's permission to show respect.
Zach reluctantly took the letter, opened the seal, and took out the letter paper.
'Former partners. Zachary Toledo:
I, Thomas Gangello, on behalf of my family members - five Gangeros, would like to visit your home - Grande Funeral Home at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, hoping to get your permission. Please let my dependents bring back your decision.
Thomas Gangro'
Zach twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at 12, "Tell your master, since he is Gangluo, behave like one. There is no need to follow these boring rules that only humans have."
"The master said that you are the last Toledo, and you represent the entire Toledo clan. This is respect."
"Haha." Zach suddenly laughed, but his tone was cold, just like this rainy night, "Does he want to discuss respect? Doesn't he think that letting you, a dependent, come over is the biggest insult to Toledo."
"The master said that when Toledo launched the new policy in the Secret Alliance, he did not consider Gangero and continued to ignore it. This is an insult."
Zach raised his eyebrows, the other party would actually resist! Obviously, the one who resisted was not the miserable vampire family who were equivalent to slaves in front of him, but the master behind him.
Zach started recalling the name 'Thomas', trying to remember what kind of guy he was. It's a pity that 12 is right. Toledo has always ignored Gangluo, which makes Zach fail to remember that there was such a person in the secret alliance.
Zach was defeated. Don't worry, our vampires won't show weakness. Zach snorted again, with a frivolous tone, "Do we need to consider Gangluo?" He looked at 12, "You are three hundred years old, I think you are just a dependent now, your The master has not set you free. Gangro's position seems to be clear."
12 spoke very slowly, not calmly, but just slow enough to fit his image, "That's because Toledo lost. The Secret Alliance has not changed except that there is no Toledo clan anymore. Gangaro Still a part of the Secret Alliance, Gangro is just abiding by the rules of the Secret Alliance.”
Our vampires have been defeated again.
Zach frowned and looked at 12, "According to the rules of the Secret Alliance, I can lock you in the cellar now and seal you until I remember one day and let you out again."
12 Bowed, "After I send the message to the master, tell me where the cellar is."
Zach sighed, unable to continue this conversation. He glanced at Benjamin who was snickering and shook his head, "Okay, you can go back and tell your master that I will wait for him here tomorrow."
12 bowed again, but did not leave. He actually walked towards Alpha and handed over another letter.
Benjamin looked at a thin hand standing in front of him, looked at 12's serious face in confusion, then looked at Zach, took it, and pulled out the letter.
'alpha:
Even in my dream, I never thought that werewolves and vampires, who were destined to be enemies, could one day coexist peacefully. My grandfather was one of the ancestors who was deceived by Papa Midnight and gave away his blood. On behalf of my deceased ancestors, I would like to express my regret for letting you bear such a fate, and I am also happy for the current peace. Looking forward to meeting you.
With all due respect, Thomas Gangero. '
Zach tilted his head, secretly reading the letter in Benjamin's hand without any shame, and frowned.
Is this a joke! Among humans, Benjamin’s image is lovable and popular. Actually, even my own vampire seems to like Benjamin more!
This isn't fair.
Zach frowned and looked at 12, snorting coldly, "If Gangro is so looking forward to meeting Alpha, why didn't you come two days earlier? You can still exchange hair colors together in the woods!"
It seems that our vampire Zach also has his moments of success, and his ridicule at this time is like the meaningless complaining of an immature child in order to gain attention. The key is to put pressure on the right 'point'. As for whether this 'point' is a matter of history between Toledo and the Secret Alliance, or whether he or Benjamin is more popular, pick one.
The wrinkles on 12's face could no longer reflect his expression. He seemed to ignore Zach's complaints, bowed slightly towards Benjamin who raised his eyebrows and smiled, and then disappeared on the back porch.
Don't forget, even though he is a lowly slave, he is still a vampire. The letter was delivered, and he had to go back to inform the owner.
The eavesdropping head that poked out from the eaves of the back porch was retracted, footsteps were heard from the stairwell, and Louise appeared after a while.
The future vampire woman sat next to Zach, her long eyelashes blinking in front of Zach's eyes. She had a lot of questions, starting with, "Him, a vampire?!"
Zach smiled and nodded.
"Why did he..." Louise's eyes flashed with uncertainty.
"Old?" Zach completed the question.
Louise nodded. Benjamin stretched, stood up, and left. Next came the conversation between the lovers, and Alpha still had the consciousness to avoid it.
"He is a dependent of a vampire." Zach had a sad expression on his face. "Before becoming a vampire, when he was still a human, he dedicated his freedom to his vampire master. After serving for life, if he If the master feels that he wants to continue to enjoy his service, he will give him his own blood and grant him eternal life without freedom, and he will become a dependent."
Louise received the sadness from Zach and shook her head. But there is more than one miserable life that makes Louise feel sad. This is the first time she knows that there is such a dehumanizing inheritance method in the vampire inheritance.
Remember the vampire heritage in Louise’s mind? It was a romantic ceremony with endless possibilities...
This kind of dependent? Infinite possibilities have been deprived of romance? Ah.
"Why is his name 12?" Louise continued to ask, probably trying to divert the current gloomy atmosphere. She blinked her eyes and curled up the corners of her mouth, "I want to call her Louise, and then I will take your last name."
Zach smiled, "Of course, Luis Grande Toledo."
"Do you still need Toledo?" Louise smiled, "Grande sounds good."
Zach didn't know what he thought of and raised his eyebrows, "Need, must."
Even if you send a letter, don't you think it's strange to send such a serious letter of willingness at night? Yes, 12 has no ability to act under the sun because he is not entitled to the Gangero surname. (..)