"Why is the Elder of Erotica looking for you? It can't be to pursue what happened just now, right?" Huang Xiaobei said worriedly as he walked towards the stairs on the third floor.
After beating Ximen Qing, Weslin, who was filled with anger, finally returned to normal and said, "Why do you like diarrhea? I think you are the one who has diarrhea. He is called Elder Oreste, but...
...." Lao Wei was also a little worried, "The elders don't really want to punish you, right? After all, we didn't do anything, but we actually had to talk to you alone? Isn't it just a slap in the face of Ximen Qing?
As for that? Really?"
Lao Wei waved his hand and said, "Hey, this kind of old antique likes to follow some rules and regulations."
Karl, who was walking at the front of the team, calmly pushed up the frames of his sunglasses and said, "Well, it is indeed a bit serious. After all, we have just seriously injured four third-year students, and the student Ximen Qing you are talking about is in the emergency room.
After receiving rescue, I heard that Professor Leonard was ready to issue a death notice several times. There were also more than a dozen seniors from the Portuguese branch who were beaten and bruised. They are currently resting in the dormitory. Oh, by the way, it is said that the Oreste elders
He was once the executioner of the Camarilla. If it had been hundreds of years ago, he would probably have executed those of us who were involved in civil strife before the war on the spot."
Huang Xiaobei's heart trembled when he heard that, and he thought that the old zombie couldn't be so cruel, right? But Huang Xiaobei turned around and said indifferently, "What are you afraid of? Although we are not very good, but Principal Karl is here
Is that so? Principal Carl is the crown prince of the Bollen family. He is the number one eldest brother of the secret party. How dare the old zombie kill the prince of the Bollen family? Give him some courage! After a while, he pushed for Principal Karl and said he was Principal Karl.
I mean, stable."
Weslin quickly raised his hands, looking like a dog-legger, "Follow Principal Carl to the death!"
Karl frowned when he heard this, wondering that you guys were not human, but he didn't expect to be so shameless.
Arriving at the conference room on the third floor, Karl knocked on the door. After getting the permission of the people in the room, several people entered the conference room one after another.
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At the same moment that Huang Xiaobei and the others were called away by the Oreste elders to talk, Chu Zifeng also came to the laboratory on the fourth floor and sat quietly looking at each other with his former teacher Ribei Shinoyama.
The master and apprentice sat on their knees, staring at each other silently. Ribei Shinoyama did not speak, but scanned every corner of Chu Zifeng's body with his sharp eyes like a knife, while Chu Zifeng followed stubbornly.
Looking into the teacher's eyes, Chu Zifeng refused to give in even if Ribei Shinoyama's eyes were sharp.
Finally, after five minutes of staring at each other, Shinoyama Ribei stood up with his sword drawn and said in a cold voice, "You still have your last class to finish. Let me see your progress over the years."
Chu Zifeng bowed his head in the student salute and stood up with his sword drawn.
The two men stared at each other in silence for three seconds, then drew their swords and charged forward at the same time!
Soon, the sound of clashing jingos was heard in the house.
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Standing in the large conference room, Huang Xiaobei and others looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at Elder Orest who was sitting at the conference table and looking at them. Seeing Elder Orest looking at them seriously,
His eyes swept over Carl, Qianqian, Andreev, Weslin and Huang Xiaobei in turn, especially lingering on Huang Xiaobei for a long time. Seeing this, the commissioner subconsciously hid behind Carl, for fear of getting old.
The zombies want to kill him and drink his blood.
Compared with the uneasiness of Huang Xiaobei and others, the inner fluctuations of Senator Orest are much more complicated. As the oldest member of the Camarilla who has lived from the Middle Ages to the present, his abilities far exceed the imagination of the current vampires, and even
He has more than one ability.
Staring at Karl, Senator Orest nodded. He was an outstanding descendant of the Vandro family and one of the candidates for the leadership of the Camarilla.
Staring at Qianqian, Elder Oreste smiled slightly, which relieved the pressure on the little Lolita, but his heart was far from calm because he couldn't tell which clan Qianqian was a descendant of.
There seem to be many shadows of other clans
........
Andreev, um, a very outstanding descendant of the Bruh tribe, a strong warrior.
Weslin...a descendant of the Toridor clan, an ordinary guy.
As for Huang Xiaobei... Elder Orest narrowed his pupils.
Have the descendants of Grand Duke Abraham been found? Did the Giovanni break their original promise and no longer be loyal to and protect the descendants of Grand Duke Abraham?
Soon, Senator Oreste ended his meditation. He waved his hand casually and said, "It's been a long time since I've eaten with young people. If you don't mind, just sit down and have dinner with me, an old antique."
Karl nodded respectfully, "It's our honor."
After several people sat down one by one, Huang Xiaobei looked at the empty table with some fear, thinking that the old man's next sentence wouldn't be "You are my dinner", right?
But fortunately, the students soon brought a sumptuous French dinner. Elder Oreste signaled that the meal could be served, and then skillfully used the knife and fork to cut the steak on the plate, chewing slowly and savoring the food in his mouth.
, and by the way, he elegantly picked up the red wine in his hand, looking like an English gentleman.
Huang Xiaobei was stunned when he saw this, and whispered, "Does this old zombie still need to eat? Can't he just drink blood?"
Karl pushed him hard to shut up the guy, but Senator Orest didn't care. He calmly tasted the wine and said, "Although I still need to suck blood, the food is not inedible. You descendants are already dying."
I have forgotten what a real vampire is like."
Karl smiled and nodded, "Yes, although the real Vampires cannot escape the prison of blood, their abilities are definitely far superior to ours. A single immortality is beyond the reach of the current Vampires."
"No, blood is not our prison, the human heart is," Senator Orest put down the red wine in his hand and looked at the black clouds outside the window with deep eyes.
"The moment you abandon your foundation, you have already embarked on the wrong path. The vampires rely on blood to maintain their own lives. If you no longer gain strength from the blood, can you still be considered a true vampire? Even the vampires
It’s no longer the case, so how can we talk about the path of evolution?”
Karl's eyes darkened, "What do you mean?
......."
Elder Oreste did not speak, but looked at Karl and the others silently. After a long time, he shook his head and said, "I woke up too late. Maybe he didn't want to see me wake up."
Huang Xiaobei was confused and confused as to what the old zombie was talking about.
"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door. Professor Christine, who had attractive red hair, watery eyes, fair complexion, and a curvy figure, walked into the conference room. She blinked her big eyes in a daze and asked,
"Grandpa Patriarch, do you want me to have a problem?"
Elder Oreste nodded, "Well, let's have dinner together. You have worked hard these days, and I also want to talk to my descendants."
Professor Kristine, who has always maintained a childlike innocence, walked cheerfully and sat next to Elder Orest like a little girl. He noticed that Huang Xiaobei was also present. Professor Kristine happily greeted him, "
Comrade, you are here too, I miss you very much!"
Huang Xiaobei was dumbfounded, "Comrade, you are really a professor? Why didn't you tell me before?"
Professor Kristen scratched his little head in confusion and said, "You didn't even ask."
Andreev looked a little confused and asked sideways, "What's going on, senior? Are you familiar with Professor Kristen?"
Huang Xiaobei waved his hand, "Nothing, just a comrade we used to go to the cafeteria to steal late night snacks with, but I really didn't know she was a professor."
Karl explained in a low voice, "Professor Christine is a very outstanding alchemy professor in the college. She is responsible for maintaining and organizing the alchemy array in the college. However, because she is so outstanding, she has a relatively weak mind...
Pure, it has always been this relatively innocent look."
Weslin and the others understand, understand, they are geniuses, there must be something different about them.
But Andreev's expression was a little strange. After taking a few glances at Professor Kristen and Huang Xiaobei, Brother Maozi, who had a frank personality, asked in a low voice, "Senior, do you have any feelings for Professor Kristen?"
?”
Hearing this, Huang Xiaobei glanced at this upright Maozi who showed everything on his face and understood what he meant. Compared with the handsome and simple-minded Professor Kristine, he was naturally still better
The former is more likely than him, but...
Huang Xiaobei turned his head and said, "I'm just a comrade who stole midnight snacks."
Brother Maozi scratched his head in embarrassment, thinking that the senior's elbows were stiff in some places.
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"Little Christine, how is the magic circle?" Elder Orest asked.
Professor Kristine forked the steak and took a big bite and said, "It's not good. There are blockages in various places. I have been repairing them for several days, but I still can't figure out the source of the problem. After about a few hours, no need to
If the demon party attacks, the magic circle will stop functioning on its own."
Elder Orest frowned heavily and said, "How come it's so fast? Didn't you say it could last three days?"
"I don't know either. Just now, the collapse speed of the magic circle suddenly accelerated. I don't know where the problem lies." Professor Kristen said with a small mouth.
Hearing this, Elder Oreste looked at his descendant sternly, "Our family has always been responsible for maintaining the alchemy circle in the academy. You should check the circle every day, right?"
Under the cold eyes of Elder Oreste, Professor Kristen put down the fork in her hand guiltily, "Well, I go there basically every day, but sometimes I forget...after all, I do it every day.
The same thing is so boring."
Elder Orest put his hand on his forehead and smiled bitterly, "Well, my dear child, in the face of your excellent talent, I may not be too harsh on you. I should go to your father to have a good talk."
"But now, I just want to know why the magic circle collapsed so quickly. Tell me your guess. Yes, I don't need evidence, I just need genius intuition."
Under the guidance of Elder Oreste, Professor Kristine calmed down. After thinking for a long time, Professor Kristine said with some uncertainty, "If I have to talk about feelings, I feel... I feel...
The energy of the array seems to have been sucked away by something, so it weakens so quickly, but I'm not sure, I just have this feeling."
Professor Orest stood up suddenly, "Are you sure?"
"I can't be sure, because the operation of the magic circle is very complicated. Although I had doubts before, but because the demon party's blood servants kept attacking, and they did cause a lot of damage to the magic circle, and some of the damaged areas were still very serious.
The key is, so I have been trying to repair the magic circle, but no matter how I repair it, I can't restore it, and the magic circle is still weakening day by day, so I feel that the power to maintain the magic circle's operation has been sucked away by something?
"
Elder Oreste looked at the dim sky outside the window, "Well, little Christine, can you tell me how long the magic circle can last?"
"Five hours, maybe."
"Is it twelve o'clock at midnight..." Elder Oreste whispered in a deep voice.