Facing the cold and angry eyes of the four patriarchs, the principal took out the cigarette in his arms and slowly lit it.

"So, what's the purpose of inviting me here today? To go over old scores?"

The four patriarchs looked at each other, and after a while of silence, the patriarch of the Giovanni clan shook his head slightly, and then picked up the wine glass in his hand.

"Things of the past can be let go, at least for me. What's more, as you said, war is a matter of many parties. Since we chose to stand on the side of the demon party back then, there is no need to wait for the defeat after the defeat.

, looking for some reason for criticizing the winner, that is too stupid."

After drinking the whiskey in the glass, Patriarch Giovanni couldn't help but grin. The cold and spicy wine in his throat made the old man frown and smile, "It's still the same. I like drinking ice-cold spirits so much. I remember when I was in Pisa."

You were like this when you were in college, right?"

"Much better. The drinks I drank back then were much stronger than this." The principal smiled slightly.

Patriarch Giovanni held the wine glass in his hand, looking at the "Swan Princess" on the wall with deep and nostalgic eyes. A smile appeared on the corner of his wrinkled mouth, "Yes, I remember you at that time, and you were even better."

He is like a simple scholar who only knows how to pursue the truth and the mysteries of evolution. Only when discussing problems and drinking, will he show a cheerful and heroic look."

"People will always live in the same way and habits. After a long time, they will always feel bored. Especially for us beings with endless lives, monotonous life is sometimes a kind of torture.

?”

After drinking the strong wine in the glass, the principal poured another glass for Patriarch Giovanni with a smile and said, "It's such a pleasure to be able to sit and drink with you again."

Patriarch Giovanni smiled and clinked glasses with the principal, "Me too."

"Remember the days at the University of Pisa? After the evening classes for the students, we shady creatures would get together for a drink, and sometimes many hot and bold girls would come over.

, we had a good time drinking, and the girls would dance a ballet for us. It was such a nostalgic day.”

Patriarch Giovanni smiled and nodded, his pupils filled with memories of the past, "Yes, the girls liked you the most at that time. Who made you not only handsome, but also gentle and elegant? The most important thing was your ability to drink.

Excellent, how many girls wouldn't like someone like you?"

"Old man, the subjects you teach are not very good. Mathematics and physics are very few girls like to listen to." The principal smiled and poured a glass of whiskey for his old friend.

Patriarch Giovanni picked up the wine glass and nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, the literature and philosophy you taught were very popular with the girls at that time. I still remember the way you recited poetry to the students and discussed the mysteries of philosophy.

.”

Silently staring at the whiskey in his hand, Patriarch Giovanni sighed softly.

"Old man, sixty years ago, you took the initiative to find us and proposed cooperation. The Camarilla blood clan no longer hunted us. At the same time, you also asked us to send out the young people with the purest blood among our clans. Can you tell me, what do you think of us?

Did they do anything?"

The principal's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head slightly.

"It confirmed some of my conjectures, but unfortunately, it failed."

The Assamite patriarch gradually narrowed his blood-red eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on his pale face.

"Are you still exploring the path of evolution? Haha, do you believe this?"

The principal did not answer their questions, but smoked the cigarette in his hand lonelyly, like a wise man who was not understood by the world.

"Van Zhuo, after so many years, you are still so sanctimonious, do you understand? I knew you were a liar at the beginning of the Ten Years' War! You are just deceiving us with lies. You just want to eliminate all vampires except the Camarilla.

!Do you know how much I hated you at that time? I actually believed a liar’s words!”

The Asamat patriarch stared deeply at the man sitting next to him, this wise man whom he once admired.

"Because you were too deceptive before. You were really as wise and selfless as the prophet. But the ten years of war tore off your disguise and let us see your true face. You are just a human being."

Just careerists!"

Faced with the comments from the Asamat patriarch, the principal held a cigarette in his mouth and spoke in a deep voice.

"War is another way of evolution. I am not wrong, but it is not the way of evolution back then. It may be the present, or it may be the past. According to the speculations of the Hebrew prophets and my personal research, the vampire race

There should be many evolutionary paths, but they are all restricted by a certain point in time and an invisible barrier. This is why we have not been able to evolve to the highest level for thousands of years."

The principal looked lonely at the crystal clear wine glass in his hand.

"The Hebrew prophets and Duke Abraham made us no longer so ugly and dark, but they did not move to a higher level of evolution. I made the vampires no longer afraid of the sun and walked out of the darkness, but they lost their eternal life...

..... Generation after generation, people keep groping forward, but they are still firmly trapped in the same place... Just because the time is wrong, the barrier of restriction has never been broken. I regret to tell you,

Last time, I probably used the right method at the wrong time."

At this point, the principal murmured to himself, "Maybe... it's also the wrong way at the right time..."

Patriarch Giovanni looked deeply at his old friend, "Inheriting the theory of the Hebrew prophets, you will always be the most outstanding one among the vampires."

The principal sighed and smiled.

"Really? But I don't think this is a glorious thing. Our predecessors have already paved the way for us, and all future generations have to do is to walk on it and follow the road signs left by our predecessors until

Beyond their bones, step by step towards a farther future. But after so many years, later generations have never surpassed the Hebrew prophets, and even I have not been able to catch up in his footsteps..."

The principal smiled bitterly, "If the prophet knew about it, I'm afraid he would be very disappointed, right?"

Playing with the wine glass in his hand, the principal could not see any trace of debauchery, but only deepness.

"I have been following the path of the Hebrew prophets, and until the day I die, I will continue to study the evolutionary path of the vampires! Because for me, this is something worth spending my whole life on.

I have to devote my energy to researching and verifying things. So, no matter what I do, no matter what you think is right or wrong, as long as I think it is right, that’s fine.”

"The so-called wise man's pursuit?"

Chief Assamat sneered and mocked.

Patriarch Giovanni smiled slightly, "Old friend, you still haven't changed. In order to verify your theory and realize the evolution of the vampires, you are still the same as before, willing to give everything you have, even... willing

Give everything to the vampires."

"Standing on our own laurels? If everyone is like this, and if the Hebrew prophets and Duke Abraham are like this, then we should still be ugly dark creatures now. Am I right?"

The principal smiled and said, "Someone has to do it. I have understood this truth a long time ago. No matter how many people spurn me, I will never give up, because this world does not allow us to stop where we are. Old man, back then I

I told you, everything I do is not for the present, but for the future, for the young descendants of future generations."

Patriarch Giovanni nodded slightly, "I know that you want to be like a prophet. After all, when the bloodline fusion was first proposed, the prophet received far more rebuke than you do now...

.If it weren’t for a strong and courageous leader like Grand Duke Abraham, the prophet might have been wiped out by countless old monsters as soon as he proposed the bloodline fusion."

"But the current Hebrew prophet is recognized as a wise man by our blood family. Let's use time to speak."

After drinking the whiskey in the glass, the principal arranged his clothes in an orderly manner.

"Let's stop talking today. My children are still waiting for me. Oh, by the way, there is something I really want to tell you."

The principal patted Patriarch Giovanni on the shoulder.

"War is indeed wrong. I am now exploring a new path. By then, I may still need your help."

After saying that, the principal smiled slightly, then took out two bills from his suit pocket and left them on the bar.

"The next time we meet, if I'm still alive, I hope I can buy you another drink."

Leaving the money, the principal turned and left.

Seeing that the principal was about to leave, the four neutral clan chiefs exchanged glances and spoke.

"We invited you here today to discuss a deal."

The principal stopped leaving.

"What deal?"

"We can hand over the last sacred weapon in our hands to you, but in return, you must meet our requirements."

Turning around, the principal looked directly at the four real vampires in front of him, with a hint of incredulity and unexpectedness in his eyes. The principal smiled and nodded.

"No wonder you have been able to remain neutral for thousands of years without being destroyed. Today, you actually still have a sacred weapon in your hands? Well, tell me your request."

Patriarch Giovanni turned his back to the principal and smiled softly.

"It's very simple. Use a sacred instrument to exchange for peace. By the way, hand over the child."

The principal sat back at the bar of the bar, his expression unchanged.

"Which child?"

The leader of Asamat gave a cold smile, "Vanzhuo, don't pretend to be confused, whose child could it be? Of course it's the son of that little girl Lilith."

"Vanzhuo, we can hand over the holy artifact to you. Not only must you promise not to disturb us again, but you must also hand over Lilith's son to us. For you, this should be a very good deal.

?”

Patriarch Revono, an old man nearly two meters tall, said in a hoarse voice, "For you, his existence should only be to help your college with some sanitation work, right? Use a cleaning staff in exchange for the sacred artifact.

, Van Zhuo, you should feel lucky."

Shaking the whiskey in his hand, the principal said without raising his head.

"What if I say no?"

The four clan chiefs looked at each other, and the Assamite chief patted the principal on the shoulder.

"Fan Zhuo, we won't hurt him. We just hope to see him and understand some things. By the way, we also want to see if Lilith's son is really as unbearable as people say. To be honest, even with him,

When it comes to human marriage, I don’t believe that Abraham’s blood would be so bad.”

Patriarch Giovanni chuckled and nodded, his eyes full of kindness and kindness, "Lilith is a very good child, and we all have a good impression of her, so we don't believe that her son will be so unbearable.

Old friends, maybe we can help him grow up as quickly as possible."

Patriarch Xita, who had always been taciturn, was talking softly to himself at this moment.

"I hope you will not reject our request, because the Demon Party has also been contacting us recently. Of course, it should not be said to be the Demon Party, but the Lesembula clan. Haha, it is really unimaginable that the Demon Party has actually split.

?They used to be an extremely united party, otherwise they would not have been fighting a thousand years of war with the Secret Party if they had only two clans."

The principal said no more, lowered his eyes, and looked at the wine glass in his hand.

"I can agree to your first request and give you peace, but the second one... There is no room for negotiation. If you want, you can stand on the side of the devil party as much as you want. I don't care too much.

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To be continued...