After walking out of the temporary detention room, the platinum-blond saint bid farewell to the military personnel politely and calmly as usual. Zhu Heng's words did not seem to have the slightest impact on him. He was still calm, with sky-colored eyes.

The eyes are like the surface of a lake without waves.

He also did not forget to say goodbye to Marshal Olson, and at the same time received his time schedule. Starting from tomorrow, he will come to the military headquarters every working day in the morning, and work with relevant military personnel to maximize the

Give Zhu Heng what he needs.

"Thank you for your hard work." The old marshal said gently, "Please help me convey my thanks and greetings to Arecio."

Lucius nodded slightly, with a calm expression. He turned around and left, suddenly stopped, and then turned back.

"Marshal Olson, does the military cafeteria serve cakes?"

He carried the doubly sweet cake and got into the car that the military sent him to the childcare center. He looked at his watch and saw that at nine o'clock in the morning, Arecio should have arrived at the childcare center and was ready to start the day's work. The cake box was

Putting it on his lap, the unmanned flying vehicle was taking him to Arecio's location. Lucius looked at the mileage display on the car. The numbers were beating, and every small change meant

As a result, the distance between him and Arecio has shortened.

Beluga…swan…destined…

Practicing hard...chasing...persevering...

He gritted his teeth and felt the teeth rubbing against each other, making a small sound that only he could hear.

He finally opened the cake box, and the first spoonful was thick cream, spreading on his tongue.

not enough.

He licked away a bit of butter stuck to the corner of his lips, and with the second spoonful he pulled up a large piece of cake filled with rich crimson jam. The rich color reminded him of the eyes of the vampires. The sweetness finally enveloped him completely,

He bit his spoon and stared at the ever-changing mileage.

There is no problem with the education he received.

The vehicle stopped and he got out of the car. The refreshing morning wind brought a little mist remaining on the emerald inland sea. He threw the empty box at the garbage collection place at the door. The carton made a sound when it was put into the box, and the saint's white

The cloak has traveled a long way.

The building seemed unprecedentedly large at this time, and Lucius moved forward quickly, almost eagerly searching for traces of Aresio.

He said to Arecio...

At the corner, he almost bumped into someone. The other person took a few steps back, and the tips of the jet-black wings reached to his calves. The young male-looking fallen angel immediately apologized to him. Lucius shook his head slightly, he didn't want to be here now.

Too many stops.

"I'm so sorry. I'm Clavinson. I know you. You are the resurrected saint, right? Nice to meet you."

Crow...Vinson...

Fragments of some memory exploded in his mind, and he recalled that the owner of this name was also a vampire on the temple's hunting list. The fourth-generation vampire Clavinson loyally followed Prince Arecio.

, was eventually killed by a hunter specially trained by the temple. This memory took place after the Snowy Land. He was seriously injured by the angry Arecio and was forced to return to the temple to recuperate. Such a great victory came from the front line.

The hunter who killed Clavinson was surrounded by stars like a moon. He didn't smile at all at first, but as everyone congratulated him, a stiff smile gradually climbed up his face. The hunter smiled and accepted all the rewards and pursuits.

But after everything was over, Lucius, who came to learn from him, saw the hunter sitting blankly under the icon.

[Congratulations.] Lucius said sincerely, [You succeeded.]

The hunter was silent.

The young saint was confused. The goal he had worked for throughout his life had been achieved, and he would always be glorious for the rest of his life. Why did the hunter look like this...

despair?

[I can't teach you.] After a long time, the hunter's dry voice sounded, [I'm sorry, I just want to be alone.]

[...I am too eager. You must be very tired today. I will come back to ask for your guidance after a star turns.]

Lucius left. When he walked to the door, he could still hear the hunter's voice, soft and long, like the whimper of a wounded animal.

[Why...why do you want to let me go...]

[Wrong...wrong...]

【I can not forget you……】

"...Your Excellency?" He didn't reply for a long time, and the fallen angel named Crowvinson made a confused sound. The saint slowly raised his head, and the fallen angel smiled at him.

"Nice to meet you, but I do have something to do, so I'll excuse you now."

The fallen angel walked in a hurry, with a cheerful expression on his face. As he walked, he asked the caregiver beside him in a low voice.

"If I go over now, will it disturb His Highness Arecio's work?"

The caregiver said softly that he would not. He had already contacted Ellie, and His Highness Arecio knew that they were going there.

Watching them go away, Lucius paused and followed him. He also wanted to see Arecio. He didn't follow closely, and there was a distance of more than ten meters. He saw Arecio and the man named Ke.

Ravenson's fallen angel spoke to Arecio with joy. The vampire's expression was a bit shocked and a little confused. Obviously, he was also very familiar with the name of Ravenson.

Then, the vampire subconsciously turned his attention to him.

"Can you wait for me for a moment?" Aresio was really surprised. He needed to ask the psychopath immediately if he remembered Clavinson, so after Clavinson expressed his understanding, he immediately turned in the direction of Lucius.

Come.

"Nervous... Lucius." He lowered his voice, "Do you remember Clavinson? Is this the first acquaintance we have met?"

us……

Lucius just stared at him quietly, which made Arecio feel like he was being burned by this gaze again thousands of years ago. However, this feeling only lasted for a moment. Lucius slowly lowered his eyes and responded to him.

if.

"Remember, it is the fourth generation of vampires who were successfully killed by the temple. These people from the past are indeed coming back to us one by one."

"But why is this..." Aresio's expression was slightly solemn. He glanced at Lucius. The saint's face was expressionless.

"I understand what you mean. I will think about it and give you a guess or answer."

Arecio suddenly said "Long live" in his heart, which meant that he didn't need to use his brain.

"Then I'll go talk to him. Why don't you go home and rest first? You've been up all night for three days."

Home……

Lucius still lowered his eyes to prevent any leakage of his eyes. The initial sweet aftertaste had almost dissipated, and he once again felt an exhausting suffocation. This suffocation was also accompanied by

I finally had to admit that the dust had settled.

The education he received...is problematic.

He reaches out to his destiny -

"Give me."

【Give me.】

The vampire looked at him in confusion, and he took a deep breath.

"Give me...candy."

【Give me.】

Arecio's eyes froze for a second, and he was a little wary at the same time. Is this lunatic attacking him again?

He touched his pocket and saw that it was really there. He had just taken it from the medical office. He took out the candy and was about to hand it over when he suddenly realized something and quickly took back his hand. He happily handed the candy away.

Unscrew the two ends, and then you will be more happy to throw it to the crazy person.

"Here you go." Looking at the saint taking the candy, Arecio had to turn around to cover up the pride that he finally let out a bad breath. "I'll talk to Clavinson. You can go back and rest in the afternoon. I'll help you."

You ask for leave."

He happily returned to the fallen angels.

Watching his leaving figure, the saint peeled off the candy wrapper, threw the orange-flavored candy into his mouth, and rolled the candy in his mouth a few times with the tip of his tongue. When the sweetness filled his senses, he flicked the candy

to the interdental space.

"Click".

The candy was bitten into pieces, and many sweet fragments splashed on his tongue.

There was something wrong with the education he received.

He said to Arecio...

I truly have feelings of admiration.

Halfway through, Arecio couldn't help but look back, and there was no one at the original position of the psychopath. He made fun of himself for being overly nervous, but the burning feeling just now didn't seem to be fake.

He thought about it in confusion, and then happily put the problem behind him for the time being.

Trouble, I don’t want to worry about it anymore.

"I've been waiting for a long time." He greeted Crowvinson, "I wonder what the president wants to see me for?"

Yes, the adult male fallen angel standing in front of Arecio now is the president of the Federation of Dark Creatures. Arecio previously considered opening a breakthrough from this organization. Unfortunately, this organization has almost been finalized, and more of them are

There are many dark creatures who have no intention of changing the status quo, and they do not meet Arecio's requirements. But when he was planning to integrate the alliance created by me and other dark creatures who were interested in changing the status quo, Clavinson took the initiative to find him.
To be continued...