Zach squinted and looked at the sunlight filtering through the shadows of the trees. Benjamin was a little slow today, and Zach had been waiting for almost half an hour. And the current vampire is very depressed because his blood bank is seriously insufficient. In the livestock shed located on the west side of the Grand House, every sheep was squeezed to death while treating Ian's wounds, which meant that the vampire's consumption last night was not replenished.
Zach's eyes narrowed dangerously, he spotted a deer...
"You look terrible!" Benjamin's voice sounded from behind Zack.
Zach held the deer's neck and held out a finger, signaling to wait. It wasn't until the deer under him lost the strength to struggle and blinked feebly that the vampire wiped away the blood on his mouth and turned his head. He just thought, 'You also stink very much today', but he found that the werewolf's stink was Because there are two werewolves.
Benjamin, who was standing naked, was carrying an equally naked man, another werewolf, on his shoulders. Zach could smell the fresh werewolf scent.
"Who is he?" Zach frowned. Why did werewolves appear in front of him one after another as soon as his vampire left him? This is not fair!
Benjamin held the man hanging on his shoulder like a cloth bag with one hand, and lifted the man's face with the other hand, facing Zach: "I think he is our postman, um, Matthew, that seems to be the name."
Zach looked at this face and seemed to remember something, and sighed: "The past tense is the former postman. The current guy's name is Nick."
Benjamin raised his eyebrows with a look of pity: "Did he quit? It was a good job. What a pity." The werewolf put Matthew down, who was still sleeping. The first transformation was always exhausting.
With an inexplicable smile on his face, Zach threw the package containing clothes next to him to Benjamin: "He didn't resign, he was fired."
"Huh? Why?" The werewolf wearing trousers had no idea that he was falling into Zach's trap.
"According to that." Zach patted the deer that barely stood up, indicating that it could leave. Then he raised his hands, held out two fingers, and bent them, like quotation marks: "It was reported that he was 'attacked' and destroyed a lot of mail."
The werewolf slowed down in putting on his shirt and glanced at Zach. If you ask, who is most likely to be attacked by the 'bear-like beast' that the farmers call running on the road in the early morning? Except for the postman who will be running around at that time, there is no one else.
Benjamin pulled down his shirt, took out his pants, and raised his legs, "Then he is hired by Grande, starting today."
Zach looked at Benjamin, searching his face. The vampire really didn't feel any special emotions in Benjamin, no guilt, no happiness, just unexpected calm.
"Ben, what's wrong?" Zach asked.
"Ben.Jie.Ming." Benjamin frowned, glanced at Zach, and curled his lips when he saw the vampire's sincere expression, "I remember everything about last night."
Zach's mouth opened slightly, as if he didn't understand what Benjamin meant, "What?"
"I remember everything that happened last night." Benjamin repeated. He rummaged through the package and found a few wrinkled clothes. He took them out and put them on Matthew.
"What happened!" Zach felt that his understanding of werewolves had collapsed during the accumulation of three or four hundred years of life.
Usually, werewolves can only remember a fragment of what happened after their transformation. For a werewolf like Benjamin whose personality is seriously inconsistent with that of a wolf, it would be good if he could remember two or three scenes.
"I, uh, it, my wolf body, ran out of Barton City along the woods, then went north, crossed the Paisine River, and attacked Papa on the south side of the Charles River in Newton City..."
"I didn't ask you what happened last night, I asked you why you remembered..." Zach's face suddenly stiffened in surprise: "What?! Who did you attack?!"
Benjamin glanced at Zach impatiently, picked up Matthew, and walked to the van: "What exactly do you want to ask?"
"Who did you attack first!" Zach asked hurriedly, following Benjamin's footsteps.
"Papa Midnight." Benjamin continued, "He has strange tastes." The werewolf thought of the head that looked like a mop and the fancy accessories. He shook his head, "Anyway, my wolf body was released for a while, and then I was rescued. Hit him, um, Matthew." Benjamin opened the back seat, put Matthew in, closed the door, and walked to the driver's seat, "Then he followed me. That's it."
"Do you want to run back to Grande!" Benjamin had already gotten into the car and moved, but Zach was still standing outside the car, seeming to be thinking about something. The werewolf patted the car door impatiently, reminding the stunned vampire.
Zach touched his chin, got into the passenger seat, and when Benjamin started tapping the radio, he asked, "Then why can you remember these?"
The sound of music came from the old radio, as if it was deliberately intended to wake up every confused citizen in the early morning. The music at this time was always the type that Benjamin liked, with noisy drums and roaring singing.
Benjamin's body began to sway to the drums, and he unconsciously raised his voice: "I think it's the jar of spices that Sibella gave me! That thing made me feel like I can't come out!"
Zach also had to raise his voice, "Do you think that thing is good? Have you heard of it?"
"No! But Sibella wouldn't want to do anything bad to us, right!" Benjamin replied.
Zach thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to know what happened to us last night?"
"What?" Benjamin asked casually, moving his fingers on the steering wheel.
The music on the radio seemed to have changed. Although there were still fierce drums and the singer's roar, the tunes had become melodious, with a deep and ethereal air.
"Ravenge is here!" Zach stared at the radio, "What is this?"
Benjamin looked at Zach and found that Zach was really interested in this song, "I don't know the name of the song. But this kind of song is called Goth." Benjamin thought for a while, "It's quite suitable for you vampires."
Zach listened quietly for a while, death, blood, violence, sex... Zach raised his eyebrows, "This is more like the style of the Sabbat Alliance." The former member of the Secret Alliance sitting in the passenger seat shook his head and put this brief moment into perspective. The distraction was thrown aside, "Continue."
"Rivenchi is here, and of course there is a group of Papa Midnight's zombies. Ian and them left. Ravenchi was made Alpha by Papa Midnight, but he turned out to be an Alpha who would listen to his command. What a joke. !”
The two Grande brothers laughed in the van.
"Sibella lost his left arm. Moreover, you would never have thought that Jin is very powerful! Very!"
"Enough?" (Shou Gong)
"Shou--gong--" Zach corrected once.
"Continue. I didn't expect that Papa Midnight was so obsessed with Ryan's soul that Sibella was forced to threaten suicide so he could only choose one." Zach stopped here.
"Then what?" Benjamin asked, frowning. How can you only hear half of the story
Zach glanced at Benjamin helplessly, "Then, they left."
"Leave? Who did he choose?" Benjamin asked.
Zach shook his head and looked at Benjamin, "This is the helpless part. He hasn't made a choice yet. I think you must have appeared. What did you do to him?"
Benjamin's eyes twitched twice, "You don't want to know."
Zach raised his eyebrows and stopped asking.