The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Chapter 6

The sage’s eyes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes, and the blood race with black hair and red eyes was reflected in the brilliant sky. He traced this outline carefully and engraved it in his heart, comparing it with the information provided to him by the temple, and the notes and rumors he read day and night.

It turns out that this is Arecio, the three generations of blood princes, the target he hunted.

The last half sentence is currently in doubt.

Arecio couldn’t help showing his fangs. His fangs were shorter than the average kinsman. It didn’t seem to be threatening at all, but it only showed that he was angry. This is the first time since he awakened that his personal emotions were so vividly displayed, albeit negatively.

Arecio calculated in his head how many plans to beat the opponent. For example, he immediately opened his wings and pulled the neuropathy to the wall over there by the huge impact. The neuropathy will not wait for death, and will definitely open the domain, but As long as Arecio hurts this neuropathy and sees blood, it will be his home court!

but…

The fangs pressed against his lips, causing a sharp pain. With the pain, Arecio took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. This mimicking the physiological activities of humans had an effect, and his anger was temporarily cooled.

“Explain clearly,” said the angry kinsman. “I will follow the agreement and give you a chance to explain.”

This was an appointment he had made with a neuropathy. At that time, the neuropathy could not be called a neuropathy, and it was quite normal…maybe it was just what Arecio thought was normal. A normal neuropathy is definitely not likable, but a very reliable friend. They are all confused about the world in which they exist.

[I think we can at least agree on one thing. 】

Under the broken rose window, their secret meeting place, said the saint.

[No matter what happens in the future, even if you do the worst evil, I will suppress all anger and listen to your explanation. 】

How did he answer at that time?

[…What you can do, don’t think I can’t do it. 】

He can do it!

Andrey had already stood up. He judged from Arecio’s fierce emotions that there might be a conflict. Even though one of the parties is the revival of the bright camp from thousands of years ago, protecting Arecio is still his highest priority.

But unexpectedly, Arecio himself suppressed his anger and even asked to listen to the other party’s explanation.

This is hard to come by. The tragedies caused by momentary emotions are everywhere, and it is obvious that the two sides can sit down and talk to avoid irreversible consequences. Arecio is willing to calm down, which is really rare.

The beautiful blue eyes of the saint stared at the blood clan quietly, without any emotion.

“Why did the war suddenly start? Your previous peace talks promised to deceive me? Didn’t we discuss and reach an agreement to avoid war as much as possible…Do you still think the hatred between the two sides is not deep enough?!”

Arecio felt the humiliation of being betrayed. This is what he cared about most. As for the other party’s death, he would have to drag him into the coffin. That is something neurotic can do. Arecio doesn’t plan to ask any more.

But there was one more thing he had to ask, even if it was…even if it was…

“That blood crystal…” Arecio’s voice lowered, and he glanced at Andre and Eri who were still in the room.

Although they were a little worried, they left the room with great respect, leaving only Arecio and the saint in front of them.

Arecio’s eyes flickered, and this question was too ashamed of him.

“That blood crystal…what do you mean…”

“…What?” The saint finally said, as if he really didn’t understand what he was talking about.

The red pupil of the blood clan suddenly widened! He approached the Holy One at a speed that was difficult for ordinary human eyes to catch, and the Holy One responded extremely quickly. When Arecio’s fingertips were about to touch his chest, the musket wrapped in light gold patterns was also aimed at the blood race’s heart. .

This action that directly turned the situation into a confrontation made Arecio a little confused. With his neurotic ability, he should have avoided his previous surprise attacks and even launched a counterattack. That field is too annoying.

In other words, he feels neurosis is a little…weakened?

“Don’t pretend to be stupid! You know what you did yourself! How did you send that blood crystal in…sent me…” Arecio couldn’t possibly say that he was on the verge of detonation. He strongly suspected this neurosis. Is deliberately pretending to be foolish and teasing him.

The blood crystal that melted on the surface of his tongue was clearly used by this neuropathy… with the tip of the tongue…

But the saint still just looked at him silently.

“I don’t understand what you are talking about?”

“you!”

Arecio is about to explode on the spot, this time it will not be just a test, he really wants to do it!

The saint pondered for a while, then said slowly.

“But I have never seen you in the real sense.”

“I just learned about you from all aspects for quite a long time, including wildly imaginative ranger novels and boasting personal biographies… It can be said that I will accept, even memorize, all the information that claims to be related to you.”

The saint slowly raised his sky-colored eyes and looked directly at the red pupil of the blood race.

“Everything I study, magic, swordsmanship, calendar, logic, astronomy, mathematics… is only valuable because of your existence.”

“—In order to hunt you, I will do whatever it takes to kill you.”

“This is my current situation, but…”

The expression of the saint finally became serious.

“Why do they say dark creatures…”

“Precious and cute?”

Alessio even forgot to take back his fangs, staring blankly at the saint who seemed puzzled before him. He wondered if he was being tricked again, but the level of neurotic scripting was far from being so superb, and his eyes were not right. When he was neurotic looking at him, his eyes were always ablaze.

Combined with what the neuropathy said, Arecio has an absurd guess.

“You haven’t seen me yet?”

“Yes it is.”

The saint answered very happily, which comes from trust in personal judgment. He was already awake when the blood clan opened the coffin, and he noticed that the blood clan was by his side, and he did not attack it rashly. He decided to move after the temple church. He didn’t know what happened to let the sanctuary hidden himself fall into the hands of the blood, but since the blood didn’t do anything, he could secretly watch out and listen to the movement.

However… his hunting target seemed equally daunting at first.

Even tried to shake him up and break the three views together.

Arecio found it ridiculous. He didn’t know the arrangement of the temple, and most of this arrangement would not be implemented, so he could only reluctantly count the years when he and the neuropathy were awake at the same time… about a hundred years.

This one hundred years is a real one, but in fact, it should be several hundred years before and after if you really need to calculate it. Because the blood clan would often fall asleep due to boredom or one of these reasons, at that time, the temple would freeze the hunters it carefully cultivated until the blood clan woke up again and began to move.

After all, human life is too short, and hunters who are vigorously trained for a certain blood race can only use this method to fully display their full value.

“It seems that you already have an idea.” The saint said firmly.

“There is a problem with your memory.”

Arecio stared at him and slowly withdrew his hand, as if he would shoot suddenly with the unafraid saint. It was only after retreating that he realized that he should be more prepared for the neurosis of this period.

But the withdrawal was withdrawn, and he sullen his face, when nothing happened.

The saint paused, and slowly retracted the gun. The weight of this gun deviated from what he originally used, which made him more convinced that something incomprehensible had indeed happened to him. After waking up, these so-called people from ten thousand years ago could not answer him, only the blood in front of him. can.

“To be more precise, just be awake, you have no memory for nearly a hundred years.” Arecio tried to add and subtract in his heart to convert the human calendar ten thousand years ago. However, there were several kingdom changes in the middle, and he often fell asleep. How to pay attention, it should have failed.

“Are you familiar with the blood family calendar now?”

The saint paid attention to the “now”, which meant that he was familiar with the past.

“Familiar with.”

This is his homework.

“The year I saw you was 3,164 on the blood calendar. At that time, I went to break the silver cross on the main church of the temple, and the temple sent you to stop me.”

It was later than the time scheduled for him by the temple, the saint was meditating, this should be because the blood clan has not appeared in front of people for a long time.

But he also cares about another thing…

“Did the silver cross break down?”

Arecio, who was trying to recall the year, was very tired when he heard that, and his neuropathy turned out to have shifted from this moment.

“In front of you, bye!” He replied angrily, and saw the saint on the opposite side tighten his mouth, he must have remembered a stroke in his heart.

He also wanted to break with this cautious neurosis on the spot!

There was a cautious knock on the door, I was afraid that the people outside were worried that there would be a fight inside. More precisely, they were afraid that precious dark creatures would be harmed. Alessio didn’t know what kind of weak existence the dark creature was in their eyes. It was only a while before he was worried, so he had to speed up his speech.

“Let’s talk about it in detail. The year we slept was 3,501 years of the blood monthly calendar, around the Resurrection Day. If you have any doubts about your physical condition, please ask them to arrange an inspection for you. I saw it on the contract before. Similar projects.”

He finished hurriedly and opened the door. Apart from Andrey and Ari, there were a few more staff members in special dark clothing outside.

Arecio saw the tools they had hidden sharply.

Is this going to…break the door? Breaking and beating the neurosis?

“It looks like you are fine.” The white-haired unicorn smiled slightly. “That’s great. The atmosphere between the two is not very good. According to our center’s operating manual, the time between dark creatures and dangerous people It’s better not to exceed ten minutes.”

Arecio: “…”

He looked at the “dangerous person” whose every strand of hair around him proclaimed the identity of the bright camp, and the sage pursed his lips as expected, looking as weird as him.

Are you in the same camp? Don’t fight inwardly!