Because I know each other too much, it only takes a moment to fight.

The blood clan no longer maintains his disguised appearance. His platinum half-length hair and sky-colored eyes made him look like a real saint, but the little fangs that faintly appeared on his lips completely revealed his identity.

Ruzius did not want to destroy this chapel, so he was destined to be unable to open the domain. However, the Domain of Arecio is very useful and can be driven like an arm in a narrow space. He sealed the bat wings of the blood clan, making it unable to fly high. When he was about to increase the results of the battle, he intuition issued an early warning. He immediately retreated and gave up a flaw exposed by the other party, which was later confirmed as bait.

"I thought I would be fooled." Ruzius smiled, and the shadow rose grew and spread from the shadows, swaying and stretching, and there was a risk of being entangled and unable to move.

"Can I ask, how did you recognize me?" Ruzius asked out loud. He thought he had done a very good job of disguise, otherwise he would not have been seen through by Arecio for so long. But this perfect disguise collapsed today, and was suddenly exposed with the lich.

"Blood." Arecio said concisely, "As long as I drink my blood, I can trace you to the ends of the world."

Speaking of blood, the wonderful scent of blood seemed to float again, and Ruzius licked his fangs.

He began to take it seriously.

Arecio was praised for his actual combat, which was probably the only subject he was praised, but he was unable to break free from the ability of "humans". Of course, he was also improving. The feeling of improving slightly after every short fight was very wonderful, which made Ruzius feel that he was forging a sword. That domain also caused great annoyance, but in the end, Arecio was suppressed on the forum.

He struggled for a while, stopped moving, and the cat sulked.jpg

"Don't be angry." He pushed apart the broken hair from the back of Arecio's neck, "Do you want to experience...the bliss?"

He leaned over and looked full of his eyes full of prey he had just captured. At this moment, the rain stopped, and the slightly dim sunlight pressed on the shadows of the buildings outside. The black-haired boy in temple-style costumes was completely submerged in the shadows. Perhaps because of his feeling that his posture was a bit shameful, a new struggle began again.

"Let go! If you have the ability, let me take the sickle □□!"

"Let go after biting." Ruzius coaxed him, and the blood clan's fangs were revealed, almost touching the side of the neck.

"Dong!"

Ruzius covered his mouth and retreated, and Arecio regained his freedom, moved his wrist, which had just been clamped, and pulled out his sickle without saying a word.

Intimidated, Ruzius still covered his mouth with a depressed look. He had just eaten Arecio's header that was tilted back.

Aresio looked at his expression.

"Have you bitten your mouth?"

“Um…”

The fangs bite the mouth, and it hurts just by thinking about the two holes.

Arecio has a personality that is not very revenge and is easily guilty. Hearing this, he looked at his wrists, hesitated for a while, and then made up his mind.

"You'll get better later and you can bite your wrist."

Ruchius looked up for a second, and no longer covered his mouth. The blood clan's recovery ability is so strong, isn't it used for now?!

"I'm fine."

“…”

"Don't you bite me?"

"It's gone." Arecio said calmly, "You're so fast that I feel a little bit dogged."

“…”

In the evening, before the night rain fell, Arecio sneaked back to the temple, with clear bite marks on his wrist covered with sleeves. He skillfully bypassed the night patrol and returned to his room, immediately used healing techniques to eliminate the traces, and also washed his clothes. After completely erasing all the traces, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

It feels like stealing - love is back.

The fangs of the blood clan are really terrifying things. In the short breaths, the soul seemed to float in the clouds. If the blood clan had not let go, he would probably have to be very difficult to break free.

Arecio's ideas have always been quite unique. He is now thinking about whether the fangs can be knocked down and sold. The effect is quite strong, and he doesn't know if it will grow longer after knocking.

Ruzius, dangerous!

There was a little comfort left. He fell asleep quickly tonight. While he was sleeping, he suddenly heard the cathedral ringing the bell, and immediately shuddered and sat up and listened carefully.

It's a death knell, someone is dead.

He pushed the door open, and in the night, many hunters and priests gathered together to go to the cathedral. The priest who usually took him was there, and when he saw Aresio, he nodded slightly.

"One of the hunters in the same group as you, had returned to God's arms." He told Arecio what he knew, and his tone was sad, "He was a hunter against the second generation of blood clan, who brutally killed him."

Aresio looked at the priest coldly.

"I remember that every blood clan and more than four generations have some information in the temple." He said coldly, and the priest subconsciously dodged his gaze and responded with a sedate. He had already felt that Arecio must have seen through everything, and they...the temptation of stacking human lives.

The second-generation blood clan is cruel and cunning by nature, and it is difficult to communicate and trick, so it should not be cultivated exclusively.

Aresio looked at his expression and did not continue talking, and there was no need to continue talking.

The Temple has never been a good organization, nor is it every blood clan, it is Ruzius.

His destiny was even so good-tempered that he helped him do his homework.

Ruzius was doing geometry questions, with astrological and numerical homework piled up next to him. His previous hard work finally achieved results. He could handle Arecio's lessons completely and prepare small biscuits for Arecio in advance. It can be said that he can get into the exam room and go to the kitchen. However, Arecio's original grades were very cold, and he needed to spend more effort to correct the problem after finishing it.

Aresio followed a test paper about Ruzius himself and asked while doing it.

What is more effective than asking the parties directly!

"taste?"

“Sweet, I like to eat sweet.”

Aresio threw a small cookie into his mouth and drew a big hook on an option on the test paper.

"What about age? Just count it. I look at these options... one thousand years old, two thousand years old, three thousand years old..."

"Two thousand years old, rounding is three thousand years old."

Arecio repeated the process of asking - checking - asking - checking, and happily finished the homework and all other homework were processed. He only needed to listen to Ruzius's several important questions to end today's study task.

It's so comfortable! If it weren't for being easily discovered, he really wanted to do his homework here every day!

Aresio dreamed for a while and then regretfully returned to reality. He packed up his homework, then turned around and left the church step by step, and wanted to return to the temple to continue his studies. No one helped him now.

Too miserable.

After Arecio left, Ruzius also made a special trip to call Crowvinson and asked him to reward the teachers of the noble Bride School and prepare a few meals for the temple "radish" in the basement. The bride course has indeed meaningful existence. He has established a good relationship with Arecio through this course, and he needs to be grateful. Of course, he also needs to continue his studies.

Faced with His Royal Highness, who is completely addicted to the bride's course, Crowvinson's psychological shadow is so big.

All the homework that Aresio happily took back was passed, and the last one he thought was the most ok for "The Destined Vampire Habits", but he turned over. When Aresio was called into the priest's office, he was a little confused. It was not until the priest put the test paper in front of him that he could barely come back to his senses.

"Arecio, you have completed all the other homework very well." The priest looked kind and excited. "There is only this course, and there are many mistakes."

“…”

This can't be! This shouldn't be!

"Look at your question, what is the taste of the third generation prince Ruzius? Why did you choose 'sweet'?"

"No...I..."

"I still have age. I'm over two thousand years old, so I should choose a two thousand years old."

“…rounded three thousand years.”

"Child, this is not how rounding is used."

“…”

"And this preferred human type, how can you choose black hair? Many of the blood clans have dark hair colors. It is reasonable to infer that they should have been aesthetically exhausted and should choose blonde hair."

“…”

"Listen carefully, Arecio, what the teacher told you is the correct answer."

“…”
Chapter completed!