Synopsis: Zach 'advises' Nainard to convince himself to use the blood vial, Lesembra's vial, the reward of the Feast, on Tsmich who disobeys Hamilto's orders, to create two scenarios in which Lesembra splits power at Barton for the apparent reason of helping Hamilton maintain his authority. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info feed ends.

Just because your freedom is limited doesn't mean you can't be active. It's all about knowing what you're good at and what you're going to do.

We all know what Zach is good at, and he obviously knows what he's doing. Don't be fooled by that hesitant, hesitant face, "I really don't think it's a good idea, but Nainard's reasons are really good. Glancing at the three Tsmich who were bound by silver chains, they seemed sincere, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that spices are making Alpha stronger." ”

Probably didn't want to echo Zach at all, but unfortunately, "You don't need to be sorry! it's their problem!" Hamilton glared at the three Tsmich.

In addition to Zach and Hamilton, of course Nainard is also here. He was a little quiet, touching the three Tsmich from time to time, and the gray-black halo flowed to the object of the touch, allowing the struggle of the three Tsmich to 'ease' a little.

On the other side of the spectrum were the mind readers, two on the other side of the space, Ozzy Kozier and Mr. Morellinn.

Theoretically, Morellin should not have been on such an occasion - regardless of the original purpose of what appeared to be the room where the Kozil store stocked up on ready-to-wear, it was now only a torture chamber. But 'coincidentally', Morellin accidentally walked in while dressing Zagger, and was left behind by Oz for the following reason - "At the Feast, merit is rewarded, and mistakes are punished. Your family has been away from the Feast for too long (the relationship between Morelin and Kozil has been described in detail before, and the origin of the bloodline was originally a family), and you should start to get used to that now. ”

But the truth is, it's just that Oz needs Morellin to help him maintain two versions of his memory at all times. How to describe this? Hey, Ozzy Kozil, who originally asked Zach to give himself a set of 'Ye Gong' memories, didn't expect Eli's affairs to drag on for so long. Maintaining two versions of his mindset is starting to overwhelm Oz, and he needs another mind reader who can locate his own mindset to assist him.

Remember when Zach explained to Madison that mind reading and the pupil of charm are different in terms of memory. The analogy Zach used at the time was a videotape. The Eye of Charm is a clip that alters the image that has been fixed to the storage tape. Mind reading is positioning, fast forward and fast backward, adjust to the position you want, and let the screen show the picture of your choice.

Hamilton reached out and took the vial from Zach's hand. The blood vial was obtained, and Zach didn't let go, "Are you sure you want to do this?" still, please ignore Zack's hesitant face.

Hamilton frowned and did not answer. But he still forcibly pushed away Zach's hand holding the blood vial, holding the blood vial in his hand and looking at the one among the three Tsmich, a little gloomy, "I'll give you one last chance." Tell me, what did you understand after 'visiting' Maggie?!"

"Got what?!, we understand that the spice must be destroyed!" The silver restraints, combined with the gray-black halo that flowed in Naynard's touch, made Tsmich's skin begin to take on an abnormal grayness, contrary to their seemingly limp bodies, and the emotions maintained the excitement, the bad kind of excitement.

Hamilton pursed his lips, he wasn't satisfied with the answer.

"Do you know how the spice works? It inspires the soul band to grow again! That's why it makes the alpha stronger! It inspires the werewolf's soul! The werewolf's dead soul!!" The tone is definitely to emphasize, "Dead!soul!!It even gives the dead soul the consciousness to trade with the werewolf's body!Swap bodies and borrow forms from each other at any time!Lesenbra!Are you listening?!This Toledo said that the spice makes a werewolf stronger, not just physically! It's everything! Everything about werewolves is getting stronger!We must destroy this spice!From the source!!"

Disappointed, Hamilton looked at Tsmech, "Are you suggesting that we go to war with the wizard now?"

"Yes, Sbella and John, these two wizards, can't stay! There is no point in expulsion in the future! We must make them both disappear!

"Uh...... Sorry to interject......" Zach wasn't really sorry, despite the sincerity on his face, "but in fact, the source of this spice is not Sibella or John, it's Papa Midnight, and John is a ...... Well, let's put it this way, a very powerful wizard, but his greatness is the reverse of Papa's midnight project. All of his works are adapted from the witchcraft of Papa Midnight. So, Tsmich, if you were to destroy the source of this spice, I think you ......" and shook his head regretfully and shut up.

Rarely, Hamilton didn't resent Zack's interjection this time, and after glancing at Zach, he returned to Tsmich's face, "Did you hear that, so, hmph, what are you suggesting now? Are we going to go to war against Papa at midnight now?" answer me. ”

Without the slightest hesitation, he simply said, "Yes!!If necessary!What about a war against Papa at midnight!We are the Devil's Feast......"

"Shut up!!"

Apparently, Tsmich ran out of the opportunities Hamilton had given them.

Hamilton turned to look at Zack again, "Trust me, if I thought there was any other way, I wouldn't have chosen this!" Lifting the blood vial in his hand, he then looked at Nainard, who was quietly doing his own thing, "I don't know how you came up with this method, and I don't know how you got Toledo to be willing to hand over this reward that belongs to him, huh, but I guess your loyalty is still in the right place, not bad." ”

Nainard bowed his head slightly, not ready to speak. Mocking someone's ignorance at this time? Oh, no, the mind reader is right next to him, Nainard's heart is like water. Take the first step in the rise of Cappadocia calmly.

"Which one. Hamilton raised the vial of blood in his hand and moved in front of the three Tsmich, "will receive this 'punishment of the gift.'" "Contradictory and correct description, isn't it, the bloodline will be advanced, this is a gift, but the personality will be erased, become a puppet, this is the punishment, the most severe kind. Hey, try to imagine what it's like to erase a personality that has lived for centuries.

Fear? probably. The three Tsmich tried their best to dodge what Hamilton was holding in his hands.

"Which one. Hamilton continued, "will be the 'type' guy who disobeys my orders, foolishly puts his personal desires above the interests of the Feast, and keeps emphasizing the glory of his Feast." ”

Zach interjected again, "Hamilton, stop torturing them. "Sad, we know, please ignore all of Zach's expressions now, "The picture looks too uncomfortable, I don't fit this situation......"

"That's why your secret alliance has failed!" Hamilton was distracted at this time, no, not distracted, "Why did you Toredo end up where you are now!" Hamilton twitched the corners of his mouth, "You don't have absolute authority!!You discuss!You consult! You maintain a huge organization on an equal footing!And then collapse because you don't have an absolute claim!Toredo!You've never had a real leader!Watch!Then learn!If you fit into the Feast!That's your first lesson! We have given you power!"

Hamilton's eyes fell on the blood vial in his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched, and it was obvious that there was some kind of fierce struggle going on in his heart, "You'd better be worthy!"

Can you keep up, 'We have given you power', this is not only to say that Zach is the highest-ranking person among the Vampires of Barton, but also to the loyal object of this blood vial-made puppet. We, in all respects, have given you power. So, Hamilton wasn't stupid, he knew that Barton would have a second Lesenbra, so he needed Zach to deserve that power.

Zach lowered his head, as if in a teachable reflection. Then he nodded, "Okay, then, why don't you let me do this." And an incomparably sincere explanation...... One last reminder, ignore what should be ignored, we all know what Zach is doing, "I still need you to lead the remaining two Tsmich, they don't need to resent you for this, my blood vial, I bear the power and consequences." ”

Hamilton hesitated for a moment and decided, "Please." "Send the blood vial.

Zach nodded, still with a look of regret on his face, took the blood vial, walked to the three Tsmich, looked at the hateful face seriously, and sighed, "Hey, you have the right to resent me." After all, from the beginning, you all know that I love my Grande family, I love my Alpha brother. "Eyes on Nainard, you have to do what you have to do, you have to let some people know how you were convinced, that's the plan, right," so I really don't want to see you always targeting Benjamin, you should follow Hamilton's command and focus on Mokawi. You haven't turned the corner, and if you can't clear the threat, all you have to do is let go, look ahead, and turn the threat to your advantage......"

Interrupted, Tsmich, who had just squandered Hamilton's opportunity, began to spit in Zack's face, "It's all because of you! You Toledo!!You've done what you do best!You've split us! You've put us in this situation with your evil brain!"

Zach was stunned, evil? Is this really ......

"Correct. "Oz, don't worry, Morellin is here, so what Oz said, it's definitely an assist, an assist Zack," that's what Benjamin, his brother, thought of himself when that Samuel (Sam, who held Grande's 'Colt', now missing with Nophil) showed up and asked him to take Samuel. He believes that he once destroyed the relationship between werewolves and wizarding families in the secret alliance, with the purpose of reducing the threat of witchcraft beliefs to vampires, so that the wolves would become a group that would prey on wizards and turn against the wizard family, which was evil, and caused countless life tragedies, such as Muen of the Quinn family and Samuel who went to Grande. Because of this self-reproach, he took Samuel in and became the epoch-making, first vampire to have a wizard. ”

The space suddenly fell silent.

Everyone seems to be thinking something.

It was Hamilton who broke the silence, "You hear, Toledo is evil, hum, but it's good for vampires, you Tsmich want to thank this one, if it weren't for his evil, the current werewolves would be an even greater threat!" "I didn't say anything.

Zach waved his hand, "I know, let's settle this first." Holding the blood bottle, he slowly pulled out his handkerchief, wiped the spit off his face, and then looked at the owner of the spittle, "You." "It's a simple choice of three, isn't it?

"Nainard. Zach gave instructions.

Nainard began to move, untying Zach from his chosen one.

Defiant? No, a gray-black halo began to envelop this Tsmeich, his skin began to wrinkle, and his bloated body began to shrink...... He's there, rotten. It's like a corpse that has been left for a long time, but it's still alive, but all parts of the body are starting to crumble.

One hand fell out of Tsmish's contracted body, two hands fell out of Tsmish's contracted body, and three hands fell out of ...... Four, five......

I'm not talking nonsense, but there are so many arms, pushed out of the originally bloated and now shrunken Tsmich, from under the skin. Uh, of course, the same goes for the legs, one, two, three, four...... And something inexplicable, the tail that covered the exoskeleton, the claws, maybe the eagle's sharp tip that made you want to dodge, the hooves, which seemed to be some kind of large animal...... One by one scattered around.

Until a thin, wrinkled, but intact humanoid hung limply from Naynard's arm.

Zach looked at the things on the ground and lamented, "You must have spent countless hours collecting these, well, weapons." "Zmisch is a fighting race, remember, so, Zach said these weapons, that's weapons.

Weak, "Why are you still talking, Toredo, do it......"

"Okay. Zach raised his hand, "Say goodbye to these things, and goodbye to your original self." "Fingers pressed together.

We already know what this uncomfortable procedure looks like when it comes to vampire reble, so let's skip it. Go see something wonderful, Zagger, who is now bored in the studio waiting for Morellin to get his clothes back.

Zagar was wearing an unfinished winter coat. On the half-open chest is the lotus flower left by the midnight of the papapa.

It's so quiet here, no one is here, just a model who can talk and think, standing there, sighing for the boring life. No wonder this guy doesn't want to live.

Suddenly, "Eun...... Is anyone there?" Zagger spoke, "Morellinn, Oz, Zach, uh, Hamilton, is anyone around?"

No kidding, blood exchange is a very dangerous process, but no one will leave at this time.

"Is anyone there?" Zagger's tone, well, a little helpless, "I think this thing on my chest has dropped a petal, and somebody is going to pick it up for me? ”

The wonderful thing is that he shouldn't feel the weight.