Have you ever had that experience of looking for something, well, how can I say it? www.biquge.info When you spend time and energy and still don't find something, you start to hypnosis yourself, "It's not going to go away, it's somewhere, somewhere I haven't looked for it, or ignored it." It's glowing, waiting for me to find it. ”

At Barton, there are three 'things' that are shining like this, 'waiting' to be found.

The first is Nophile. They may be anywhere, difficult, and the people who are looking for them, have also given up. So let's not talk about Nophile.

The second, is Zagger. He was in the building where the vampire who wanted to find him was, quietly observing the guy who kept declaring that he wanted to resurrect him, and was extremely alive and active, stirring up, dividing, and beating...... Everything appeared in front of him in the cracks. "I deserve to be me~". But beyond this exclamation, Zagar was still not ready to be found. So, let's not talk about this Zagger, who is just a wooden model.

The last one. Ha, let's pay attention to the guy, because, obviously, what happened to him is a bit ...... Wretched.

"Please let me go......" begged. Charlie was on his knees.

The object of the plea ignored him, and moved from a living room to the bedroom, and when he came out, he had a gun in his hand. It's not really a grip.,It's just a little disgusting.。 She's Brill, yes, Brill Mokawi. Her eyes looked around, as if she didn't know where to leave what she was holding. Finally, he pouted and threw it in the trash.

"Please...... Let me go......" pleas reappeared.

"Nope. Brill replied very simply, looked at Charlie, rolled his eyes, and walked to the sofa, sitting upright, and not speaking, as if seriously thinking about something.

"You, what the hell do you want!" Charlie felt like he was about to collapse. It was the worst situation of his life, he didn't want to stay here, but he had to stay here. He's been kidnapped? No, he can throw his arms, he can kick his legs, he can do anything he wants, but he just can't get out of this old house on the border of Barton—

He can't beat Bibriel Mokawi. Uh, hit? It's too much of a face-saving statement for Charlie, Brill is faster than him, 'stronger' than him, more agile than him, more agile than him......

Red-eyed "You haven't seen me! I'm leaving Barton!"

Eyes that were also red, "Huh~ So this is the feeling of Toredo~ It seems to be quite interesting~"

- This was the beginning of Charlie's descent to this point. Brill, 'invite' Charlie to his home, and feel Toledo's seductive pupils.

So when Louise dragged Matthew all over the city to find this guy, he had been here, in the farmer's house on the border of Barton's South End, and was used as a learning prop for Brill, who had just become Mokave, to feel Torredo.

A bit of a shame, a shame for Toledo. Charlie tried to escape, but it became more and more hopeless. At first, there can be some 'action', such as breaking the door, such as jumping out of the window, such as running without looking back...... But now. There is basically only one imperative 'no' that can be obtained. If Charlie continues to ramble on for two sentences, that's it-

The vision was shrouded in red, all thoughts in the mind were forcibly suspended, and thoughts were withdrawn and exposed to this redness. It is like being placed in the crimson sea, with the hair fluttering with the undercurrent, trembling and waiting for the person who caused the redness, using these thoughts to weave memories of reality and stuff them back into the minds of the people shrouded in red......

Brill Mokawi, a new member of the Thirteen Clans, is even more proficient in using Toredo's Eyes of Charm than Charlie. Disgrace.

The most humiliating thing is that Brill usually doesn't pay attention to the thoughts that are extracted and exposed, and does not weave any memories that do not belong to Charlie, just in this red, he unhappily stirs his thoughts and says, "Tsk, Mokawi made me respect Toredo, I probably shouldn't have tampered with your memories." Crimson retracted.

It's an irresistible kidnapping, the worst situation in life. It was the reason why Charlie was paralyzed on the sofa at this time. Wasted, life, there is no hope.

I don't know how long it took, but Brill changed his posture and made it more upright, and said, "I'm going to try again." ”

Charlie's eyes were blank and he didn't want to respond. In the face of power, perhaps it is right to do nothing.

"Well, I'm going to try again. Brill was just talking to herself, and she didn't know what she was affirming herself. Stood up, walked to the door, and waited quietly for something.

The wait didn't last long. Cyrus returned, tightening his strong body and leaping forward to the porch in great stride, Brill was ready to open early, an ugly smile squeezed his face.

This mentally problematic woman really doesn't fit to laugh.

Cyrus was stunned, and then hurried into the door, "It's so cold!" just sparsely sighed at the weather, "I checked the fence, there should be no problem, the weather is better, I should call xx, this year's price is good, we should sell more ...... before winter" is just a farmer's usual chat.

But before he could finish speaking, Cyrus saw Charlie, raised his eyebrows, and was surprised, "Uh, guest?

Charlie didn't pay attention to it at all, none of his business, everything was under Brill's control, well, 'in control'.

Crimson briefly shrouded Cyrus, "No guests. Very briefly, it erased Charlie's presence, and then, "Come, dear, I'm going to tell you something." Brill maintained a smile that didn't suit her, pulling Cyrus to the couch.

Cyrus obviously didn't know what was going to happen, and looked at his fiancée suspiciously, "What's the matter?" Inexplicably, he felt a little excited, probably because he had completely wrong expectations, and the stout man actually had a feeling of shyness - look at Bishop, the wedding is coming up on the weekend, and God knows how long the fiancée in Cyrus's mouth will be called.

Brill continued to look at Cyrus with her eerie smile, as if she had really adjusted what she would say a little. Remember, Brill's ego before Cyrus came back was, 'I'm going to try again.'" The key word is, 'again'. So, all of this happened. It's all in Brill's, 'in control,'.

"Would you like to live with me for the rest of your life?" asked Brill, thinking about it, adjusting his question. It is to hope that some kind of result will not happen again, and this 'try' does not need to be 'again'.

The shy man immediately acted, moved his ass off the sofa, and knelt down on one knee holding Brill's hand, his face full of excitement, "Oh dear! you won't believe I've waited for this day......"

"Do you really want to live with me like this for the rest of your life?" asked Brill again, as if with a little more rebellishment.

"Uh!" was speechless in excitement, "You're the perfect woman in my eyes!

The surprise was touching, but I just didn't know what Brill thought, she still maintained that weird smile, "Even if I have to take some messy medicine every day, even if I can't go out to work, even if everyone doesn't want to come near me." ”

"I'm not going to answer this question!" because you know!" To understand, I don't know who invented this unmarried period from the proposal to the real marriage, if it is a normal couple, this stage is probably nothing, that is, to discuss together how to make this wedding unforgettable, but if it is a combination of a farmer and a mentally ill person, an unforgettable wedding? Heh, forget it, it's good to skip it, and the mentality of only seeking results will really make people not wait......

The smile on Brill's face lasted for a moment, it was a decision after consideration, "Then today, when the wind is a little lighter, we will go to the city hall to register." ”

"Okay!" Cyrus stood up, and as he kissed Brill, his eyes had already run to the bedroom, and then he quickly ran straight to the bedroom, "I'm going to find my good suit! I remember, I remember, ha! here it is!" began to rummage through the cabinets.

Brill's smile had been put away, and he glanced at Charlie, and now that he had made it, Brill actually had a look asking for good luck.

Charlie, crooked on the sofa and waved his hand, it was insincere 'good luck'.

"My dear. Brill sat on the couch in the living room, "There's one more thing you should know. ”

"What's that, dear!" The overly excited man probably didn't pay attention to what he heard next. bar.

"I'm a vampire. ”

The rummaging in the bedroom continued.

Brill knew that it was Cyrus who didn't understand the word 'vampire' that didn't appear in a farmer's daily life. So, "I'm not human. ”

The rummaging sound continued, but it was accompanied by a burst of laughter, "Hahaha, this is time to remind me, we can go to the pharmacy when we come back, as if your xxx (medicine) is about to run out~" said, this is a combination of farmer and psychosis. The interaction of any pair, in their place, will become, well, strange. Peculiar romance. It's a good combination, a flirtatious and elusive spirit, and a man who insists on nurturing all life with the ground under his feet.

"Cyrus, I'm not human. I'm a vampire, I'm Mokawi. "Doing it right, he glanced at the gun that was thrown in the trash for some reason, "I won't shoot myself again to prove it to you." "As if something was missing," all you have to do is trust me. Because, living with me for a lifetime only means that in your life, I will live forever. ”

The rummaging in the bedroom finally stopped. The reason, not 'vampire', not 'Mokawi'. Hmph, if Cyrus could understand this, he would be a ghost. The point he heard, only, was the gun.

After a brief silence, a voice came from the bedroom - "Uh, honey, where's my gun?" and ran out anxiously, "Honey, what are you talking about? Uh, we discussed this! You don't play with guns, it's not safe, it will make me worry about ......"

Brill pointed to the trash can, his eyes on the ceiling, as if there was something interesting on the ceiling, "Trust me, you don't have to worry, that thing can't hurt me." ”

Cyrus was probably just checking his little revolver while remembering that he had to go to the pharmacy after completing his life events. The face darkened, "One less bullet, dear, you, what did you do......"

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Brill squirmed. Rest assured, there's no such ridiculous thing as a bullet coming out of Brill's head. What happened was just "Cyrus." Brill frowned, his eyes red, "It's windy outside, and you decided to check the fence." ”

The crimson disappears. Momentarily stunned, Cyrus put down his gun and went out.

"Uh......" Charlie rubbed uncomfortably on the couch. It's the feeling of being trapped, everything is stuck in one space for a while!"Accept!It's not going to end well!You're either never telling him!Or just watch him realize you're a monster and run away on his own!!"

Brill glared at Charlie. It's also an expression that doesn't suit her. Any expression with additional emotions is not for her. She is suitable for indifferent independence and living in her own spiritual world.

"Nope. You're just jealous of me. Brill picked up the gun and hesitated to head to the bedroom, "Having met you reminded me so that I could be prepared to try again and again until I got the results I wanted." And you, you don't have a chance anymore. ”

Perhaps, this is the truth. On the subject of a certain dog blood - what happens when a vampire confesses to his close companions when he was still human, that he is no longer human.

"You're a madman!" Charlie shouted at the bedroom, "no matter how you repeat it over and over again!The result is still the same!!There can be no change!He's human! You're not! You said it yourself!Marry you, that's his life, you'll live forever!!The last time you made him realize that you used someone else's blood to heal yourself!This time!Do you want to use eternal life as your starting point?Do you think it's easy for him to accept it??How crazy are you!!"

The sound of tidying up the bedroom was accompanied by Brill's words, "Then I'll do it another way, luckily, I'm Mokawi, I have a lot of ways to cut in." Well, I can say ......"

"You can turn into a bat???You can run as fast as a train??You can hear sounds from hundreds of meters away??You can control shadows??You can ......" Charlie threw out a bunch of things, gloomy, deliberately and mockingly, "You can change his memories endlessly!Until he says what you want to hear!!"

The bedroom was quiet, and Charlie thought it was his victory. Proud, it's a terrible thing, "Ha! yes!!tell him, tell him these things!let him know how you're not 'human'! and he's just a 'human!' tell him!keep trying! you have time anyway!...... eternal life."

Mokawi came out with red eyes, "I've changed my mind! I'm going to respect your father, it's Zach! It's not you!"

"Wait a minute! you ......"