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"Don't look at me like that, Torredo. ”

In this case, that was impossible, so Zach continued to stare at Ozzy Kozil, "Are you afraid I'm going to find something, Oz?" Holding his cards in one hand and the chips in front of him with the other, the corners of his mouth curled, "Hmph, double." "The chips are pushed out," bluffing, there are consequences. ”

Oz's face didn't change at all, but Nainard Cappadocia, who was under Zack, looked gloomy, the cards in his hand were almost crumpled, and the corners of his eyes twitched as he looked at the few chips in front of him, as if he was making a big decision.

As if a string had broken, Nainard lost the card in his hand, raised his arms, lowered his head, and did not speak.

Zach smiled and tilted his head, "Wise decision, stop loss." ”

Card game~ This is our vampire, oh, there are a lot of vampires in Barton now, but there is only one that can be called ours, Zack. It's a game where Zach can make the most of his talents.

Zach kept smiling and looked at Nainard's next house, "It's your turn, Tsmish, what are you going to do? Follow your wise colleagues, or ......" raised an eyebrow, watching Tsmitch shake his face and push out the chips in front of him!

At the same time, he was gloomy, "Toledo, don't you want to affect my brain!"

Zach looked back at Ozzy Kozil with a 'gentle' expression, "I won't pursue the issue of honorable etiquette. Next ~Oz~"

Oz's forehead twitched, staring at Tsmich, who was still clutching his cards tightly and the chips in front of him had all been pushed out, and the look in his eyes was clear, 'Look what good you have done!'

That's the beauty of the game, and if you're going to work together secretly in such a one-sided situation, you need to make sure that the hearts and minds are mutual. Unfortunately, there is only one mind reader in this game, Ozzy Kozil.

"I'm still waiting~" Zach shook the card in his hand, "Hurry up~Oz~"

Oz folded, still glaring angrily at Tsmich.

Tsmich's face began to turn red, and he glanced at the hand that Oz had given up, and there was no pair, a straight, and a fart, a hand of miscellaneous cards. Oz is just bluffing.

Zach looked back at Tsmich, with a happy face, and tapped the chips in the middle of the table, just counting, no need to follow, and then, "It's time to reveal the truth ~Tsmich~ together?"

Presumably, it had become a habit for Tsmich to decide that everything would not go according to Zack's request, and Zack's tail note was still dragging his feet, and he had already thrown out his cards.

It didn't matter what it was, and by the time Zach was rightfully scooping up the chips in front of him, Tsmich had already stood up with his bloated body and got off the table.

The 'next round' initiated by the victors has not yet begun, and Hamilton Lesenbra has appeared.

It's back.

"Exactly!" Zach pointed to the vacated spot of Tsmich, "The minimum chip is 50~" shuffling the cards while signaling to the stacked chips in front of him, "Of course~ how many chips you need to buy, you can weigh it yourself~"

Hamilton didn't sit down, first at Tsmich, who was flushed, then at Nainard, who was silently counting the scattered chips in front of him, and finally, his eyes fell on Ozzy Kozil, "What are you doing?" There was suppressed anger in his tone.

Oz replied, not very happy, "Can't you see, we're gambling." Pulling the corners of his mouth, he glanced at Zack, "Torredo is bored, but he doesn't know what kind of entertainment we usually carry out in the Demon Feast, so he proposed the game that the Thirteen Clans and the Colonists played together four centuries ago!"

Ha, Mokawi's poker, of course, is not just for watching.

Hamilton's face darkened, "yes, don't you know how much Torrey will always win if Mokawi doesn't play!"

"Hehe, of course they know~" Zach took the words that were obviously 'complimentary' to himself, "But you have Oz, don't you~" and winked at the gloomy Oz, "Come on, Hamilton." Let's go through a few rounds, and I'm sure your tactics will be effective~"

Tactical, simple, raise Oz as a mind-reader.

Just looking at the results at the table now, Oz seems to have only succeeded in maintaining his balance, and only Zach has fattened up.

Therefore, Hamilton did not waver at all, and looked back at Tsmich, who seemed to be trying to calm his emotions, "Why are you here!"

This Tsmich should be in Paising, and more specifically, he should be closely monitoring the movements of the leader of the Wizarding Patton around Sbella's house.

"I'll come back and report ......"

"Don't make me wait~" Zach was knocking on the table, "Hamilton, you're Lesembra, it's impossible for the magic banquet not to give you a little pocket money, right?"

Hamilton's face twisted for a moment, and he came to the table, glaring at Zack, "Of course there is!" Not because the agitation was successful, but - "Let's play! Anyway, in Barton, it's useless to keep the money!"

"That's right. Zach shrugged, "After all, at Barton, you can't buy people, blood animals." Raising his eyebrows, "I'm just curious~ Does the Demon Banquet still have such a thing as a blood animal?Or did it disappear together in the slave liberation?"

Inexplicably, it fell silent, except for the sound of Hamilton counting his chips.

Zach asked the question and the answer would be answered, so he raised his hand and patted Nainard's shoulder, pushed over a stack of chips, "Tell me~"

Nainard first glanced at Oz and Hamilton, and without any instructions, he was free to play, "This title has been abolished, but this 'thing' still exists, humans who sell their own blood." Especially in the central and eastern regions, the trade routes that have been specially arranged and maintained by the Demon Feast allow the Demon Feast vampires to remain secretive when operating outside. ”

So you don't have to risk being found out and hunt on someone else's territory, well, that's good.

Zach raised an eyebrow, "Oh. Still curious, how much. ”

We already know that Nophile sells the necessities of survival to foreign vampires for 50 pieces a bag in the middle, oh, blood. The devil knows where the blood bags that Nofil got to sell on the stalls came from, and it won't be a 'good' place anyway.

Zach just wanted to know what the official price of this 'regular' channel arranged by the Demon Feast, which was also considered a peripheral organization of the Demon Feast, was - that is, how much the human being, in the transaction with the Demon Feast, estimated the value of his own blood.

Presumably, Nainard's answer was too detailed and was glared at by Hamilton. Nainard frowned and took the chips that Zach pushed him, "You just gave a week's worth of food. It gave a vague but incomparably clear answer.

Zach raised an eyebrow again, "It's cheap." "It's cheaper than Nophile's. What does this tell us, it is better to buy something, or buy it from the official.

Zach waved his hand, not wanting to go into this topic anymore, and "Opening~" held the first card in his hand.

The game is back in the game, and Hamilton still has his own business to do, "Tsmich!"

"Sbella seems well aware of the fate of her and her wizards when our Feast takes over Barton. Tsmich stood behind Hamilton and returned.

Disgusted, Hamilton tilted his head sideways and winked.

Hehehe, Zach shrugged indifferently and let Tsmich stand behind him with an uncomfortable face......

The payoff continues, "but she mentioned their wizard's current alliance with Nophil, I think she did it on purpose, and in the future, we may need to take Nofele into account......" The newspaper reported, her face even more ugly. Zach turned back to him and said 'shh~'.

Boo, and at the same time ugly at the same time, there was also Ozzy Kozil, who folded directly. He hugged his arms and didn't want to speak.

Nainard will be observant and fold. Leaving Hamilton, he didn't seem to have much of an eye to listen to the information, and his gaze kept switching between Oz and Zack.

Oz gave a gesture to follow the round.

Hamilton did so, pushing his chips first and motioning for Tsmich to continue.

"One more thing. Tsmich's face changed direction and he stared at the top of Zach's head, "Toledo." "Actually spoke to Zack, "Your brother, your 'brother' of Grande, is sleeping with the Mokawi Ancestor, when are you going to tell us the news!"

It was a very good time to disrupt Zach's mind, and just as Zach took a card, he pushed out the chips without looking, "Follow." Zach's face at the table became irritated for the first time, "Who told you this?

Does this series of questions make sense? No. Because it's not a secret at all, it's just that Zach doesn't want to talk about it. It's a topic that never comes out of Zach's mouth.

Oz motioned hard for Hamilton to step up.

Hamilton was a little sluggish, and only increased his weight after reacting that the Mokawi ancestor was asleep.

Zach seemed to have no intention of playing cards, and impatiently "followed." Still looking sideways at Tsmich, irritated, "I need to tell you, I thought Darcy knew." When Mokawi came out of the sanatorium, he didn't know who was most anxious except for the vampires. "No, it's Benjamin, it's just Louise who followed James to the police station.

"It's an insult!" Tsmich glared at Zach as well, "A Thirteen Clan Ancestor! and an Alpha!"

Zach turned around, finally having the heart to take a look at the cards in his hand. The corner of his eye twitched, and he glanced at Oz, who was already signaling Hamilton Stud, and pursed his lips, "This, I completely agree, so, let's end this topic, okay." "Fold.

The victory was Hamiltonian.

Zach shook his head as Hamilton gathered his chips in satisfaction, "But since that's the topic, I'd like to ask, in the future, what is the Demon Feast going to do with my 'brother', Benjamin." ”

The right to open the next game, no longer in Zach's hands. The time spent waiting cannot be wasted.

Zach added, "If the answer is killed, I'll make sure that no one in this room gets out alive." There was no threatening tone, more of a statement of fact.

The four people on the side of the Demon Banquet didn't seem to react violently, and exchanged glances with each other as they waited for Hamilton to shuffle the cards.

The atmosphere went on like this for a while, and Zach received the first card again. Behind him, Tsmich glanced at Oz, and the passing glance showed that this was a game in their favor.

Hamilton spoke, "The assessment is still ongoing, but I can tell you that if he keeps his current state, doesn't continue to create werewolf descendants, and doesn't let the wolves expand, we may be able to keep him for the sake of your, hmph, habits." ”

"Don't continue to expand the wolves?" Zach frowned and continued to pick up cards. If you're unlucky, then this game depends on the talent that Toledo has cultivated in the social field. Zach needed that because obviously he wasn't in the worst position in this game. But it's a pity that the current Zach doesn't seem to have the intention of using his talents-

"Don't talk like a layman. Zach pouted, as if he was just instinctively following the actions of the upper family, pushing the chips outward, "Werewolves can make descendants, can you control it?" Even Matthew's appearance was an accident. "It's as if it's just to show Benjamin a way out. Werewolves, they are all guys with split personalities.

"Hmph. The rhythm is already completely out of Zack's control, and it is still Hamilton, "But this kind of accident can't happen now, isn't it, according to the intelligence, your 'brother', Benjamin has mastered a special way of transformation, he can control his wolf body." So, whether his wolf pack expands or not is entirely up to him!"

"Facts. Zach should have been observing everyone's eyes, and now only Hamilton's face remained, "But again, Benjamin's human form is occasionally controlled by the wolf's personality. In Benjamin's own words, it's just a deal, he borrows the wolf's body, and the wolf's body lends his body. When you trade, there is a deal, and there is a time when you don't make a deal. Nothing is confirmed. ”

"Then you'd better let this deal be confirmed!" Hamilton seemed to be in a good mood, his gaze swept over his colleague's face, "Double." ”

"Double it again. Oz rolled out his chips, got past Zach, who instinctively only followed, and gave Nainard a look to keep adding.

Nainard understood, and pushed it all.

Zach should have looked at the situation, but he still didn't, "How can I be sure, I'm the one who opposes his use of that spice." Zach's mind seemed to be completely disrupted, "I hate this kind of dealing, I hate that wolf-like personality." You should all hate it. Glancing at everyone, finally resting on Tsmich's face, "You, imagine the thing that has ever killed your brothers and sisters the most, the werewolf, mocking you for your incompetence. ”

Tsmich didn't seem to react, and froze there. It's not a good stunned, it's the kind of anger that continues to pile up, stuck in the vent - thanks to Sbella's history lesson, we know the fact that Tsmich was finally looked down upon by Toredo in the colonial war because of the battle with the werewolves, and belonged to the Demon Feast. So, Zach is the worst person to bring up this topic.

Zach was very sweet, "The werewolf who used to kill you, but, wolf, now, he has a human body, feet and a mouth, and can run up to you and taunt you for not being able to beat him." How do you feel. I'll tell you how I feel, not better, worse than he was sleeping in Mokawi. ”

There was no need for Tsmich to reply, "You lost, Torredo. "The people at the table have flopped, and Nainard is closing his chips.

The eyes of the four people of the Demon Banquet began to communicate again, and the anger that was about to erupt from Tsmich disappeared inexplicably.

The reason, the game of exchanging feelings is indeed a good idea, and the magic feast has found Zack's weakness. Miraculous, inexplicable, a werewolf, Benjamin.