The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

After lunch, our vampires started to bask in the backyard ...

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Zac looked up at the sky, "Rain, the future."

This neuropathic sigh got a white eye from James who rushed out of the warehouse and added-"Why no one wakes me up !!" Howl.

Zac tilted his head and looked at James. "Did you ask us to help you?"

James' sullen face matched the sky, "*!" Rushed to the car, and he had been off duty for an entire morning.

Zac was too lazy to control him, "whisper, Ike is still asleep."

James fell heavily on the door, vigorously twisted the key, and finally beat the horn violently. It was a childish answer to Zack. After childish, he drove out of Grand and drove to work.

The reason for this situation was last night.

After two phone calls, Zac returned to the basement, and James and Ike returned to the warehouse. But Grande did not calm down. In the warehouse, James and Ike can almost describe the "border words" with fierceness, so that the aliens in the Grande are no longer in a mood to pretend to be in accordance with human work and rest.

In the second half of the night, the fierce dispute did not mean to subdue. The aliens also gave up to reconcile and began to find things to do by themselves—

Zac who accompanied Louise to see the stars; Benjamin, who wrapped his blanket crooked on the back porch and played with Harrison, Danny, and Matthew; casually inked the Republican food in the kitchen with Great Dane; Ryan who spied on something in the Grand room window ...

Before dawn, the two men were tired and fell asleep, so that the aliens were able to return to the position before Old Hank got up and continued his daily life during the day.

So, James blames Grande and nobody wakes him up? Deserve it.

Zac continued to stand on the back porch for a while, looking at the darkening sky, showing a slight smile, turning back to the stairwell and going downstairs. Call Louise, and admire the dark clouds.

Five minutes later, Zac came out again, not only came out. A folding table was also mentioned, spread out on the back porch, set the chairs, put on a checkered tablecloth, and put a vase in the middle. Then put two bottles of wine, two stacks ... the red square-shaped things-

Made of ink, blood tofu, and the novelty of republic, can really let the vampire teeth do something other than bite.

Finally, accompany the cutlery plate, this ... is a date?

Louise hesitantly stepped out the door of the back porch and looked at Zac's layout, "Uh ..."

Zac smiled. "Sit." The gentleman pulled the chair away.

Louise pursed her lips and sat down. Looking sideways at the dull sky outside, "I feel, strange."

"It's normal." Zac sat down opposite. "Before getting the 'gift' of daytime action, rainy weather always gives vampires a special feeling."

"I don't know how to describe it." Lewis looked at the red object in front of him, picked up the knife and fork, and took a sip, twitching the corner of his mouth. "It tastes like dirt."

"Mo said that in order to allow the blood to solidify, he added something." Zac didn't care about waving his hand. "At least in the future when you need to eat at the table, you can put something in front of you."

Louise raised her eyebrows, "That's good." Try another bite, and whisper, "Okay. I'm still used to it if I'm used to it." There are more elements of self-consolation, just look at her uncomfortable chewing expression. Remember that metaphor for human food in the eyes of vampires, Mao. Louise's current expression is that when humans eat meat, they eat a piece of fur.

Zac smiled, "No need to force it."

Louise immediately put down the cutlery and turned to pour ‘wine’ directly, which was very skillful. Then he continued to look out with his glass of wine, half-turned his head, "Still weird."

Zac is going to play the role of devotion and puzzle, looking at the sky as well, "That's because you know that behind that thick cloud is the deadly sun. You are feeling happy about being able to sneak underneath it."

Louise blinked and nodded a moment later.

"Well, you should throw away this hilarity." Zac smiled and waved his hand. "The sun has long been not a fatal thing to us."

Louise's expression became helpless and shook her head. "You see, I can only produce a little outline in the mirror." It means that the sun is still a deadly thing for her. In this afternoon At 1 o'clock, if it can appear on the back porch, it is only for thief.

"Then ..." Zac shrugged. "You can still feel the joy now and feel the feeling. After that, you will feel that the sun is just like that. The once fatal threat can only make us slower. Only. "

Louise suddenly became curious, "I remember the story you told before, when you first became a vampire, Mr. Toledo's nobleman, your refugee friend, you secretly hunted for your friends, and you were found and frank. His own vampire status, but then scared the other party away. "

Zac raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

"Can you act during the day when you become a vampire?"

"No." Zach shook his head and blinked, "So it was revealed. I always ran into the refugee camp with my prey in the middle of the night." Do you remember the story, Zac secretly gave him no memory of his former neighbor or A friend who had any relationship sent food but was accused by the honest friend of being a thief who stole the food of the noble master. Zac had to show his vampire identity to defend himself and scared away.

"I can't imagine what the vampires of that era lived in the crowd. Can you talk about it."

Dating is not a process of understanding each other.

"What do you want to hear?" Zach asked with a smile. "The life of the nobles is still a guy like me who has been in the lower class for a while."

"Come here." Louise went to ‘wine’ for Zac.

"The life of the nobles is very simple." Zac took over the wine. "They don't have to go out. Even if they go out, there is a carriage to see off. The nobility allows them to ignore the day and the night. They are always on the roof, the roof, Under the umbrella of ... no one can question any of their actions. "

"This ..." Louise pursed her lips. "It's convenient."

"It's not bad for the nobles." Zac shakes the glass. "For example, at first, I was a very unhappy character." Zac's expression was a memory, "I mentioned that it was famine, right, We are refugees, I ’m just lucky to be taken in by Torrido. "

Louise nodded, but didn't bother.

"How to say." Zach was organizing the words, "Nobles are not obliged to rescue refugees. Refugees need work to repay the nobility's blessings." Zack pursed his lips, "And my job is the one who is staring at others' work To judge who no longer has the ability to work. It will only waste the noble's property and food ... "Zach glanced at Louise." Recycle him and cut off the possibility of his continued existence, let him wield his last value and become a vampire. Blood animal. "

Louise bit her lower lip. Still not disturbed.

"You can imagine this picture. I am wearing a formal gown that does not fit well and does not conform to my low status. I hide under a kiosk specially built for me and stare at the fields, mines, quarries, and pastures every day. People, while they cast jealous, disgusted, and betrayed eyes, thinking about who should be recycled before night comes and become food at my 'father' table. "

"Your friend ..."

"He ..." Zac took a sip of "wine", "I think. If I could give him food secretly, he would be able to work harder during the day." Zac said no more.

Louise also received that this story is a tragedy for Zac from any angle. Louise decided to skip this paragraph, "Is the vampires of that era only the nobles and the people around them?"

Zac looked sideways, "This is just my initial job, I haven't finished it yet." Continue, "My" father "seems to value me, and of course there are reasons for my perfect working ability." Let's try to forget the story he just told. Don't think about what that perfect job means, "I got my second job, hunt."

"Hunting?"

"Yes." Zac nodded. "Among the vampires. In addition to the vampire clan that occupies the nobility, there are many scattered bloodline branches. They are hidden among the civilians. Basically, all the stigmas about vampires in that era come from these scattered. Vampire. "

Is it difficult to understand?

"They are not a system." Zack explained, "There is no standard of survival." Standard? Does each clan like the thirteen clan have its own outstanding abilities and survival characteristics? "Whether it is inheritance or food, it creates chaos in human society."

"You mean, they don't have the resources of the nobles in human society." Louise thought of bad things, "and they don't want to act freely by the rules of society, for example, graciously eat, kill, and make descendants?"

"Yes." Zac nodded. "Every vampire clan has about half of its members. They work to hunt these scattered vampires. During the day, we meet in museums, manors, and clubs, just like normal people with a little status. In life, at night, we take off our ritual costumes and walk in the streets to find and hunt those guys who are hated by humans and us at the same time. "

Zack paused. "They are ugly, insidious, and vicious." He looked at Louise. "I didn't say this because they were the targets of my hunt, but because this is the truth. They don't have a complete life, Their eternal life is always missing the bright half, and can only survive in the time after the sun disappears ... "

"Don't you be the same then?" Louise frowned. Think about what Louise wants to know? How do vampires who can't act in the sun live?

"Not the same." Zach shook his head. "We are lucky that we were 'born' in a vampire clan that is already a noble family. We have privileges in a society where class is already distinct." Zac took another look at Louise. "Even when I have no status, I can hide under the roof all day and watch others work, that is, to complete the work, no one can talk about things. And those who are hunted, they can only do it during the day. 'Sleep', 'work' at night, Louise, think about what work is only done at night. "

Louise doesn't have to think, she used to be. All black professions that are shameful, disdainful, gray, and even hateful and fearful, are the only jobs that will be done at night! Oh, a sentence must be added in the context of Zac, that era.

But Louise's face had become bad, she frowned tightly, glanced at Zac, and turned her head.

Zac is also not prepared to comfort, the progress of this date is not very good.

He continued, "These vampires do these jobs not for life. They have eternal life. There are countless ways to exist in this world, and they choose the worst kind, regardless of the consequences, only for their own continuation. That kind. Toredo is not born to be a noble, I do n’t mean that my 'father' is a good person, but at least he let his clan and his descendants succeed in that era and can live a stable and complete life. The vampires, who have lost half of their lives, have no consciousness, no sense of responsibility, and abuse the ability to put them in their hands ... "

Zac suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Gangaro they are not nobles, they are wild roamers, they have found a way to survive, they don't create chaos. Nor is Rimmer, they are buried in the laboratory and indulged in "Mysterious subjects" scholars are still respected by people, they have never been on our hunting list at that time. "

Louise shook her head. "You're quite clear. Vampires that don't meet your standard of living will be hunted and described as ugly and sinister ..." Louise was too lazy to shake the glass.

"That's what I meant." Zac actually expressed affirmation, "And our standard of living is not what we set, it is human society. Humans have created classes and privileges, and vampires who have lost half of their time in a day. In order to better continue the race, we can only seize those classes and privileges. Even killing the same race who took the wrong path is also to maintain the reputation of the vampire. Is there anything wrong? "

Louise frowned. She wanted to know how the vampires of the distant age survived. The answer had come out, seizing the privileges created by humans in that era. Although the way Zack said was uncomfortable, she couldn't refute it.

Louise finally shook her head, "What about now? Actually, I have thought a lot about my future life problems recently. I ..." She hesitated for a while, but still looked at Zac, "If, I can never be in the sun What about the action? "This is Louise's real worry, after all, her progress is really slow.

Of course Zac knew Louise ’s worries. The truth is, he did n’t know how to answer. Many of the descendants of the thirteen clan died from the accident of practicing walking in the sun. The rest was successful. So in Zac's knowledge, there is no ‘unable’ (only failure hangs up).

However, at this moment, Zack did not need to answer this question. A living example appeared in the Grand Backyard.

"I've listened for a long time." Georgina's eyes were a little loose. "My suggestion, you'd better master the exclusive ability of the thirteen clan. Otherwise you will hate yourself."

Zac reacted for a while before accepting it—no one noticed it, no one was alert, and Grand was invaded by a magic feast Toledo. (To be continued.)