Because everyone in the world is different, if you really want to classify it, put aside the masks inside and outside and people are used to, there are only those who are kind to you and those who are not kind to you.

To Blake, Zach was the former, so he completely relaxed and looked at Zach with a smile. Before he could turn the words of thanks in his head into words, he was grabbed by Lola, who looked very pleasant, and chattered about old Hank of the Grande House.

The librarian stared at him, but he had no reason to trouble Lola. Because God knows what Lola was talking about! Her voice was low enough to bother others, but it was only the sound of Soso's voice that made those who paid attention irritated by a plain hint of curiosity.

It's not that Lola is conscious enough to follow the rules, it's just that some things can only be said in a low voice.

The vampire, who was already casual in this regard, laughed and watched Lola gossip, but the content of the gossip was from the Grande House. Zach realizes that while he keeps getting gossip about the West End through Guò Lola, the girl is also passing on the story from Grande.

The image of Mrs. Patton flashed through Zack's mind, and Zach shook his head with a smile and opened the book in front of him.

The synopsis is about the discovery of an isolated man in a grove who has lived alone for thirty years in isolation from human society. Can you imagine? No contact, no communication, just alone.

The vampire's worldview allows him to imagine it all. There was no kindness to the reason why he would take the book. Rather, it was full of mocking malice to see what this 'hermit' was.

The vampire with impure motives fails to turn the first page, and Mike closes the book in front of him. There was a hint of regret on his raised face, "Found it." ”

Zach closed the book a little helplessly, and patted Mike comfortingly, "Don't be disappointed, you can borrow it." ”

"Really?" Mike's disappointment turned into anticipation.

Zach shrugged and looked at the stack of books on Mike's desk, "It just can't be that much." You have a choice. ”

Zach turned to Blake and Lola, "I'm going to take my leave for now." We look forward to seeing you at Grand Grande. ”

"I'll go!" Blake looked at Zach affirmatively with a face under his hood.

Zach smiled and patted Mike. Zach, who is curious about the conversation between Crowley and Cherubim, doesn't want to be too late.

Leaving the library, only a trace of the arc of the sun was exposed in the shade of the building to the west. It didn't start to get dark. But generally four- and five-storey buildings have cast a large shadow on the streets. The vampire, who didn't need to be refilled, got into the truck, still took out a wine bottle, and emptied it completely.

Coinciding with the most traffic, Zach put his arm on the window of the car with some impatience, and they blocked the Charles River from the North End to the West End. The mud-covered car stood out among the black luxury cars along the way.

The light began to dim in the slow-moving traffic.

Zach looked around boredly, these people seemed to be used to this kind of traffic, and the people sitting in the car had white bunkers on the steering wheel, and they still held pens in their hands on the steering wheel. Taking advantage of the light of day, they occasionally turned the pages and wrote and drawn. When you are not looking, you will touch the horn and make a piercing horn on the crowded road.

When an area has developed a character, living there becomes a status symbol. Zach understands these people very well, even Quest can't compare. The psychology of forcing yourself to endure such things every day.

"Has it begun?" understood that the vampire was still a little anxious, he really didn't miss the confrontation between the fallen angel and the cherubim, it was a more wonderful reality performance than the story of the 'fairy on the curtain'.

"Nope. Mike, the co-pilot, looked out the window, and the traffic jam was obviously something that this 'outdated man' had not experienced. He wondered if such a huge mobile tool was a convenience or a hassle.

Mike withdrew his gaze from looking outside. "Crowley is using Cerberus to lure him to the middle of nowhere. ”

Zach raised an eyebrow, "Sue Sù Crowley." I know a perfect place. In the outermost layer south of the West End, which was once the graveyard of the Grande, and further south is the woods that intersect with the city of Newton. ”

Mike nodded, and the inky black in his pupils surged, as if he was about to break through the restraints of Hitomi. A faint red, the mark that identified Crowley's ownership, flashed in the rolling inky black. It's really convenient for demons to pass information between them.

In the van, where the rearview mirror had been deliberately knocked out, Zach turned back and put his hands on the steering wheel and gear. The already dazzling truck began to move back and forth in the traffic, and those who were waiting in the saddle, frowning, took the text from the steering wheel and began to give way to the truck that was suddenly about to turn.

'Is this guy sick?' that's what they thought about the owner of the van.

The head of the truck turned from west to south and went straight south from Back Bay. The car dwindled as it crossed the area where Cologne's sister lived, and Zach picked up speed as the sky grew darker and darker. After entering the Paisyoung district, which has nothing to do with the city's traffic patterns, heading west, passing through Newton City for a short time, Zach entered the periphery of the West End.

It was completely dark.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, or if it's just the darkest hour of day and night, and Zach seems to be able to hear the howl of Cerberus as he gets out of the van.

Mike got out of the car together, his eyes were completely black, and the red mark hidden under the black indicated his direction. In the rich black, Mike's figure pulls out a line. The vampire stretched, he wasn't like a demon. It's not a container, it's his own body, and it needs to be cherished.

At this moment, when the sun has just sunk into the horizon and the moon has not had time to take over the work. The hint of a smile on the corner of the vampire Zack's mouth was infinitely elongated. The afterimage left behind behind was disturbed by the rapidly swirling air current, and disappeared in a moment.

The beast's whimper and eye-burning flames grew clearer.

"You've got the right time. ”

The vampire who had just stopped looked up, the black wings opened in mid-air, and the Seth wolf was thrown down by Crowley and smashed on a raised tombstone, and in a low muffled grunt, the witcher slowly got up with his waist covered, and the deep frown and tight forehead on top of his inky eyes showed his anger.

The sound of metal and stone clashing rang out beside Zack, and Crowley's cracked golden boots stood atop a tombstone and looked into the distance, "Just as before, the cherubim will always be so rigid and pedantic." ”

Crowley glanced back at Mike, who was already in a fighting stance, "Mike, you can go back when you get out of here." ”

Mike's hunched waist straightened, hunched, ready to attack and his shoulders lowered. There was a sense of gratitude for being cared for, and there was also helplessness on his face. But of course, even if he could call Crowley by her first name, he wouldn't refuse Crowly's 'order' if it was an order.

"I still have something, in Zack's car. ”

Crowley looked at Zach with some surprise.

The vampire curled the corners of his mouth with a smug look, "I'm a good city guide, isn't that weird?"

"Nope. Crowley smiled and shook her head, looking at Mike again, "You can wait in the car." ”

Mike nodded, turned and walked towards the van hidden in the woods in the distance.

This location is already the boundary of the cemetery, and many of the tombstones in the center of the cemetery have been uprooted in the process of moving graves. Most of the cemeteries on this border are no longer guarded, which means that no matter who is buried under this land, the relatives and friends in this world can already accept compensation from the Barton City government.

The flames that often erupted in the center of the cemetery slowly pushed this way. As Crowley says, cherubim are rigid, species that don't know how they came into the world, following a simple rule that everything that doesn't conform to order must be ordered.

So the Cerberus who was just acting as a 'guide', even though the real enemy had been shown to the cherubim, the homeless cherubim still mechanically repeated his job of sending the Cerberus back to Hell first.

In the midst of this waiting, Crowley seems to have taken an interest in the ground beneath her feet.

The fallen angel put his hands on his chest, and after making a gesture of ruffling with his hair, he realized that his hair had long been tied behind him. Crowley lowered her hand in embarrassment, disappointed to find that the vampire had noticed this, with a malicious smile on her face.

"I know what you're trying to do, Crowley. Zach smiled and swept across the area where they were standing. The overgrown cemetery and dusty tombstones contrast with the neat flat ground in the center of the cemetery.

Crowley gave up her anthropomorphic movements, her wings retracted, and perhaps out of mutual respect, she stepped down from the tombstone, making eye contact with the vampire, "As you said, this is the graveyard where Grande 'was'. ”

"Of course. The vampire blinked, "It doesn't matter to me anymore. ”

It seems that the vampire does not care about the sorrow of these people buried under the land, and waves his hand casually, "As you can see, no one will care about them anymore, what do you want to do, don't notify me." ”

A smile appeared on Crowley's face, and she nodded slightly, no longer speaking.

"But I still have to warn you. Zach blinked, "This is still Anthony's land," Zach pointed underground, "They were once citizens of Barton City, too." If you want to do something, you need the mayor's permission. ”

Crowley narrowed her eyes and glanced at Zach, "Thanks for the reminder." ”

The unattended cemetery was stolen and this is a scandal. Although many things in the young city of Barton, such as the renovation of the cemetery, have not been experienced, it is the city that has lost because of the lack of experience to deal with it. But it's better not to have such a scandal happen. (To be continued)