"Even if we stand with the Lesembra clan? You don't agree?"

"That's right."

The four neutral clan chiefs, except for the chief Giovanni, all stood up subconsciously.

"Fan Zhuo, you can't negotiate with people with this kind of attitude."

At the same time, outside the window filled with the sound of wind and snow, there came the sound of bats flapping their wings lightly, cutting through the night sky.

Listening to the sound of wings spreading outside the house, the principal's expression did not change at all.

As soon as Patriarch Revono finished speaking, the bar's simple mahogany door was suddenly pushed open.

"Tap tap tap", accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps, more than twenty men in black filed in.

They had the iron-blooded temperament of soldiers. As soon as they rushed into the bar, they stood behind their principal like an iron wall.

The next moment, the members of the Russian branch, all wearing long black trench coats, seemed to be cast like fine iron. At the same time, they gently bent down to the teacher who had taught them.

"headmaster."

In the resentful eyes of the three neutral clan leaders, a figure as tall as a giant walked into the bar.

Behind the densely packed Russian branch members, the two-meter-tall giant pushed aside the members who were blocking him and quickly came to the principal.

Standing behind the principal, his voice was full of tremors.

"Teacher, we are late."

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Minister Ivanov of the Russian branch, a giant nearly two meters tall, rushed here without stopping after receiving the text message from his teacher.

Standing in front of his teacher, the calm and composed head of the Russian branch showed a look of self-blame in front of his subordinates for the first time.

"Head of the Russian branch, Ivanov Berglovtores Vladimir. Teacher, we are late."

The principal looked at his students with relief.

"It's not too late. Well, just find a place to sit, Ivanov. Don't be so nervous. They are all my friends."

From the moment the Russian branch appeared in front of them, the faces of the four clan leaders all turned gloomy.

"Vanzhuo, what do you mean?"

The principal sipped the whiskey in his glass.

"I just hope you can calm down and not be so impulsive."

The patriarch of the Giovanni clan narrowed his eyes slightly and his voice was as old as a dead tree.

"Old friend, you want to detain us?"

The principal holding the wine glass smiled bitterly.

"You, like me, are both old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years, and they? Haha, we are all people who have passed through that era. In that era when princes and grand dukes dominated everything, they were still freshmen.

It’s just my son.”

Standing up, the principal took off his suit, revealing the pure black shirt underneath.

The principal, who put his suit on the chair at the bar and looked particularly chic in a black shirt, picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass of wine for each clan leader.

"If you want to leave, I can't stop you. If I want to leave, you can't stop me. Now I just hope that everyone can sit down and have a chat in peace."

"Old friend, you are still such a bastard." Patriarch Giovanni smiled softly.

The principal nodded in response.

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Facing the twenty members of the Russian branch in front of them, the four neutral clan chiefs simply glanced at them and withdrew their gaze.

There was even a bit of disdain in everyone's eyes.

Van Zhuo's description of the newborn baby is indeed good.

Because in the eyes of these old monsters and old vampires, these members of the Russian branch are just a group of immature children.

If we go back to that era, the newborns of other clans would not only be threatened, but even if they said a disrespectful word to them, they would be burned at the stake by their own King Qin.

Haha, times nowadays... have really changed.

"Okay, we can don't want the child, but in return, you have to compensate us."

After thinking for a while, the four neutral clan chiefs decided to make concessions.

"What compensation?" the principal asked in a deep voice.

"It's very simple, we want three sacred artifacts."

The principal was stunned.

When he discovered that the four neutral clan chiefs in front of him looked at him with such sincerity, the principal couldn't help but laugh.

"Exchanging one holy weapon for three? Old guys, are you really kidding me?"

Chief Asamat shook his head and said.

"It's not one for three, but for borrowing. When you find the three sacred artifacts we need, you must hand them over to us as soon as possible. Of course, we will return them to you a month later.

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Patriarch Xita sneered.

"Would you like to ask why we need the holy artifact? Maybe you can guess it yourself, but we won't tell you Vanzo."

Ignoring the ridicule of Patriarch Xita, the principal remained silent in thought.

After a while, the principal rubbed the wine glass in his hand and asked in a deep voice.

"Which three sacred objects do you want?"

"Soul ring, spiritual staff, and Cain's right hand."

After listening to the requests made by the four neutral clan chiefs, the principal held the wine glass in his hand and shook his head slightly, with an expression of regret on his face.

"You should know that the secret party does not have a single sacred weapon now, so I cannot lend them to you."

The Asamat patriarch looked at the principal indifferently, and his hoarse voice was as harsh as the scraping of dead branches.

"When you find them, that will be the day our transaction begins."

Patriarch Giovanni looked at the principal with a smile.

"Is this okay?"

After careful consideration and weighing, the principal nodded.

"Okay, the deal is done, I can accept all the conditions you offered, but..."

The principal smiled and rubbed the wine glass in his hand.

"But your ultimate goal is not Xiaobei, right? You just hope to get the three sacred artifacts from my hands. Haha, let's be more direct next time, there is no need to make it so troublesome."

None of the four neutral clan chiefs spoke again, only Chief Revono said coldly.

"Van Zhuo, the Camarilla vampires in your hands are indeed very powerful, but they are not considered real vampires at all now, right? Although I don't know how you did it, we have inherited it for thousands of years and have reproduced it for thousands of years.

millennium!"

The principal nodded thoughtfully.

"Well, you are telling me that you have many people, and you are also telling me that I did not kill too many of your descendants back then."

"you!"

Patriarch Giovanni signaled Patriarch Revorno not to be excited with his eyes, and then said with a smile.

"Now that we have reached a perfect deal, old friend, our meeting tonight can end here. I look forward to having another drink with you next time."

As soon as the words fell, the four neutral clan chiefs stood up at the same time.

But at this time, the principal stopped them.

"You told me earlier that you hoped to find peace? In fact, there is no need to go to that trouble. I can directly invite you to join the secret party."

Turning around, the Asamat patriarch looked directly at the principal, mocking him as before.

"Duke Abraham once invited us to join the Camarilla, and the Hebrew prophet also hoped that we could join the Camarilla, but we did not agree. Do you think you are comparable to the two of them?"

The principal slowly lit the cigarette in his hand.

"I am indeed not as good as them, but I still hope you can join the Camarilla."

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

"The Devil's Party is getting stronger day by day. It is no longer the lost dog that was driven out of Europe back then. And you..."

"Old friend, we can all clearly feel that the next ten-year war may not be too far away."

"We just want to live quietly in this world without disturbing ordinary people, and we don't want to get involved in the war between you anymore."

The principal puffed on the cigar in his mouth and blew out a big puff of smoke.
Chapter completed!