A little strange thing happened, not 'personnel', it was the weather. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info supposed to be the warmest time of the day, but the temperature dropped a ladder, and the wind, as if it wanted to blow people's faces off. Suddenly, no one wanted to be outdoors anymore.

Sibella was holding a cup of hot chocolate and watching the three men toss around the fireplace. It's not smooth –

Husband, Kirden, "Don't touch that, that's the fuel used to burn the body, we don't need that 'strong' accelerant." ”

Angel's container, Ike, "Uh, why do you put this stuff in the pantry?" Forget it...... Hey, don't light it now! there's going to be smoke!"

A certain brother, John, was holding a piece of wood that had been set on fire by witchcraft, and looked agitated, "Remind me why are you here?!still here?!Angel's container?"

Sbella stood up with her hot chocolate in her hand, walked to the door, tightened her shawl over her shoulders, and opened the door.

The steaming heat in the cup was blown in an instant, and Sbella squinted at the empty street, "You're the only one? "To whom? Only.

The answer appeared with a bloated body, Tsmich of the Magic Feast, "Brother is near your laboratory in Ogier, brother, patrolling Paising's other dense areas of Indo. ”

"Brother and brother. Sibella raised an eyebrow and took a sip of the chocolate that was cooling every second, "Huh." ”

It should have been Sibella's face and tone, which was not friendly and kind, and the owner of the bloated body felt offended, "Is there anything to laugh at, wizard." ”

"Nothing. "Think of it as a mother's prejudice, if my child is to call him his brother, I hope that the man he calls his brother will also come out of my belly." Oh, you know, that's what we, human, are ethical. ”

"Ethics. The bloated body stood on the edge of the fence, "Is that ethics the one that turned one of your sons into a werewolf and one of your sons into a groundbinder?"

Sbella continued to take a sip of the chocolate, which was already devoid of temperature, "At least it didn't become a messy brother." ”

The corner of Tsmich's eyes twitched.

If you don't understand this very well, turn the conversation, grasp the point, ethics.

This is the ethics of humans versus the ethics of vampires. When we talk about this ethics in the superiors, the parents. The former is the parents who give life to their offspring, and the latter is the one who gives eternal life to those who 'choose'.

As Sbella said, her sons, both, came out of her womb. Two people who share the same origin of life are brothers.

What about vampires, human ethics have been abandoned because of the eternal life that will continue, and it doesn't matter who the father and mother who gave the origin of life are, eternal life is the essence of vampires. Thus, the 'Father' became the vampire that gave this the beginning of eternal life. In this scenario, it should be a second-generation Tsmich who is still in the west. And the three 'children' of the second generation of Tsmich, in Patton, call each other brothers who may have lived in completely different eras from the beginning of the origin of life.

The reality of unfairness, when two points of view collide, it is always the narrow point of view that prevails, and the reason is short-sightedness. Here, for example, you can't ask Sbella to think about eternal life, her attributes as a human mother lose their meaning in time. But the bloated Tsmich had experienced this brief state of human attributes, and he could think that he had transcended that short-sighted state and 'sublimated' into his present state of eternal life. But short-sighted people will never understand 'sublimation', right?

"I don't need to talk to you. Sorcerer. The bloated body turned around, as if there was something to hide. His job was to be on guard, to warn Barton's wizards. Vigilance does not include chatting with wizards.

"Do you know why wizards created werewolves four centuries ago because of the colonial war?"

Tsmich turned around, "Don't put gold on your face, it's not your wizard, it's your Papa who created it at midnight." ”

Sbella tilted her head and didn't respond at all, "It's against Bruch and you, Tsmich." Your combat power is too destructive, and the law (which is why Tsmich can only stand outside the fence now) can only protect the Indo-Ando land, not attack, and defense will never allow us to win the war, so we need to balance the forces of the confrontation on the battlefield. ”

Tsmich sneered, "Do you want to teach me a history lesson, little wizard?"

Of course, don't judge the age gap by the wrinkles on your face.

"Why not?" "Silbera simply put down her completely cold chocolate and rubbed her hands a little cold, "After all, you Tsmitch are on the battlefield, huh." "Get off the front porch and walk to the edge of the fence," the clan suffered the heaviest losses in the battle with the werewolves. Facing each other, separated by an invisible barrier, Sibella tilted her head, "You're really, well, 'broad'." "Evaluating Tsmich's figure.

Tsmich's face darkened, "Are you trying to provoke me!"

"I'm already doing it. Sibella casually touched the windswept fence, patted the ash with one hand, and continued to rub her cold fingers, "What can you do? ”

Whew......

Who would have thought that the fire inside the house has not yet been lit, and the 'fire' outside the house is already ready to start.

But the spark was extinguished, and the bloated Tsmich took two steps back with his scorched nose covered. When I put my hand down again, my nose was back to normal.

Sibella's mood seems to be very good, she has wanted to do this once~ This is a satisfaction that transcends time and space~

Time~ Hehe, this is an act that only wizards can do four centuries ago - watching vampires withdraw from their land in embarrassment. Four centuries ago, this continent was not called a federation.

It's a pity that Zach is never satisfied with this satisfaction of Sbella, and will only be outside the door like a salesman, "let me in......" without any satisfaction.

Corden ran out to take a look, and said nothing about what his wife was doing, and went back to the house to continue working on the fireplace.

Sbella looked at Tsmich with satisfaction, "How about continuing history lesson?" This is not a request, "You will never win the war. "Patted the fence, the meaning was clear enough, and it was a hand of ashes, patted off, "The 'idea' of federal independence has saved you, and more specifically, you who have already suffered heavy losses, Tsmich." So, to answer my question, why didn't you join the Hidden Alliance?"

As a result, not only is history teaching unacceptable, but also the kind of teacher who hates it the most!

Tsmich stared at Sbella, his eyes shifting between red and not, and finally a sentence, "I don't need to talk to you!" turned around and prepared to disappear.

Sbella was fast enough, had to be fast, the vampire was fast, even the slowest of Tsmich, "Is it because Toredo didn't take a fancy to you, didn't he choose you?" ”

Definitely touching the key, Tsmich turned his head gloomily, and indeed digressed, "Why is this city filled with the smell of those bad seeds?!" Bruch's scent.

As for why Tsmich said this about Bruch, the reason is actually that we know that Bruch is the 'family dog' of Van Zhuo. For the collective good of the Thirteen Clans, he fought the werewolf and protected his noble 'master' Fanzhuo, Bruch in the colonial war, chose the latter.

"Because of Remer, because the new descendant of Grande used to be a foreigner, Bruch." Sbella's gaze drifted, "Because Grande's Toledo is preparing to face the Magnum Torredo." "This is what he prepares, to perceive the unperceivable Feast Torredo." He also made some other preparations, which were said to be comprehensive. Staring at Tsmich, not to miss a hint of the other party's mood change in his gaze, slowly, "We, now, all know what these preparations, for Grand's vampire, have brought about, are. ”

Watching and watching, no one was disappointed by Ang Stone's Bela. A period of disgusting irritability, a period of rejection of abandonment, and a period of helpless acceptance. In this answer that was deliberately elongated by Sbella, it was shown one by one,

Sbella's gaze drifted away again, and she shook her head off topic, "I knew!" Taking a deep breath, she looked back at Tsmich, and some kind of mood had changed, "Do you hate Toredo?" ”

"It doesn't matter!" Tsmich replied in a way that was not relevant, but rather gave Sbella confirmation of her discovery, "but I can tell you this! I hate Bruch! When will the smell of the city disappear?!"

"That's it. Sbella glanced west, "You should ask Reimer, Eve Remer." He chuckled, "Isn't that good, I believe that the Demon Banquet Toredo, who was once incomprehensible, is now also under your perception." The corners of his mouth twitched, "No matter what you want to do at the Demon Banquet, it's easier, isn't it?" ”

Tsmich's forehead twitched twice, staring at Sbella as if he wanted to fight back, "So what are we doing at Patton, you wizards, just watching?!" "We're here!"

"Are you worried about the fate of Wizard Barton? Sbella taunted, "Hehe, thank you." When you take Patton and clean us of wizards, be gentle. After all, I'm just an old woman. ”

Do you still remember the story about the Western Demon Feast mentioned once, there is a story about the Demon Feast captive wizards having fun and being discovered by Papa at midnight? Let's put it this way, the Demon Banquet regards the entire west and its own territory as its own private assets, and everyone thinks that among the assets that the Demon Banquet allows to be, there are people, and there are Indians who can draw a prison to occupy a piece of land that the Demon Banquet vampires can't get close to. In the west, it is an exaggeration to say that the Indoans are a minority.

Tsmich took the taunt, "Don't worry, we will be very gentle!"

"Huh. Sbella nodded, and began to look at her toes by the way, "That's good." Back to the point, history lesson. "Kicked a few crooked fences," the Demon Feast knows how the werewolves broke with the wizarding family after the establishment of the Federation. Sibella's head slowly lifted and looked at Tsmich, "Who is it that helped you Tsmitch take revenge in disguise, turning the most powerful power of the wizarding family against the family into what it is now." ”

Tsmich twitched his cheeks, presumably not wanting to answer the question, because he knew. Lesembra's dedication to collectibles, isn't it.

Sbella waited for a while, "Grande has an alpha, have you seen it?" The advantage of the other party not speaking is that the dominant person can play as he pleases.

Still not answering.

It's good, so that Sbella's play can be more casual, "You should meet, Benjamin is still very representative, the current werewolf, no, the current Federal." "The origins of the bloodline have been blurred, the product of racial integration, and everyone has a little bit of former colonizer or Indoan blood in their blood." He doesn't care about the history of the Inor and the werewolves, or the history of the colonists, just the people who live in the Federation. ”

Laughed, "Hehe, but that's not the most special thing about this Alpha of Barton~" The tone was deliberately frivolous, "He's sleeping Mokave." ”

Tsmich's eyes instantly turned red, "What did you say?!"

"Hehe, that's the reaction I was expecting. Sibella rubbed her shoulders, really, very cold, not suitable for an old woman like her to blow the wind outside for a long time, "Don't you Demon Banquet know this epoch-making information? Oh, yes, Grande's side doesn't take this as an honor, someone still rejects this matter, can't say it, hehe, well, now I told you, an alpha, and a thirteen clan ancestor." ”

Tsmich looked like he wanted to go somewhere, and his eyes quickly scanned the empty streets!

"Speaking of epoch-making. "Do you know that we are now allies with Nophil, wizards, and vampires, allies?" Sbella slammed her mouth, as if she had spoken something a little incredulous, "But these days, they seem to have run away." Deliberately self-deprecating, "What kind of allies will ...... their companions' futures" - just said, the fact that the Demon Feast will definitely clean up Patton Wizard after occupying Patton, "When the future of his companions is threatened, he will disappear." Hey, if you happen to see you, how about passing on a message for me?"

Tsmich glanced at Sibella, not bothering to pay any further attention.

Sibella didn't care if the other party listened, she just cared about herself and said, "Tell Dora, you must Dora, others can't, I can't look down on it." Tell Dora that I've made what she wants and will pick it up when I'm free. She knows where to look for me. ”

"What?!What did you do to Nophile?!" a sincere question.

Ignored, Sbella rubbed her shoulders and turned back to the house, only to say, "Finally, get out of the way, I need to warm up ......"