Rojef walked around to the opposite side of the copywriter, sat directly on the tall and luxurious dark gold chair directly behind the copywriter, then leaned on the backrest, unscrupulously placed his legs on top of the copywriter, shook the wine glass in his hand, and said

:&1t;/p>

"Tell me, my dear uncle, what bad news did you bring me this time?"&1t;/p>

Smith didn't react at all to Rojef's extremely lazy look, as if he was used to it. He narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said in a low voice:&1t;/p>

"The secret party force that is stuck in the middle of the Twilight Forest and is unwilling to follow your advice to withdraw has completely lost contact. If nothing else, it has been completely eaten by the secret party."&1t;/p>

"Are you talking about the radical branches of the Bruh and Malkavi tribe?" Rojef asked with a frown.&1t;/p>

"Yes, it's them." Smith nodded.&1t;/p>

"They brought it upon themselves," Rojef sneered: "They only have one mouth, and they will call me a coward. Can't they also have a brain? Our secret party's current strength cannot compete with the Sabbat.

Of!"&1t;/p>

Faced with such discouraging words, Smith did not object: "The balance between the Sabbat and the Secret Party has been in a stalemate for thousands of years, and it was suddenly broken..."&1t;/p>

After Smith said these words, the study fell into silence. In the dark night, the two people sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere began to become dull and depressing.&1t;/p>

"Alas..."&1t;/p>

After an unknown amount of time, Smith sighed deeply and lonelyly:&1t;/p>

"I really didn't expect that the Sabbat actually awakened an ancestor!"&1t;/p>

"The awakening of the ancestors is not accidental, my dear uncle, and it is impossible for only one of the ancestors of the Sabbat to awaken." Rojef shook the wine in the cup and took a careful sip: "The last time the ancestors woke up,

When did the collective awakening happen?"&1t;/p>

"Five hundred years ago, during the war that destroyed the Cappadocia tribe and snatched away the way to practice blood magic."&1t;/p>

"Yes, I remembered..." Rojef said lightly: "The popularity of blood magic is an important turning point in the history of our vampire family from weak to strong. Therefore, every time the ancestor wakes up, it symbolizes the existence of blood magic.

Something big is about to happen."&1t;/p>

"I still have that point of view," Rodjef stood up with the wine glass in hand, walked to the window, looked at the glittering night outside the window, and said firmly: "It is impossible for only one member of the Sabbat to awaken the ancestor! So,

We must endure it! We must endure it again and again! Until the ancestor of our Secret Party family returns!"&1t;/p>

"I think you are right," Smith nodded, but there was still an uneasy worry in his words: "But how long can we hide? The Sabbat did not declare war on us. It is obvious that the ancestor

His power has not yet fully recovered, but once he regains all his power before our ancestors return, where can we hide?"&1t;/p>

"You don't have to be too pessimistic, my dear uncle!" Rogerev smiled gracefully and said slowly: "Ever since the founder of the Sabbat woke up, I have a clear hunch that they don't take us seriously at all, and it's not a sign of disrespect.

They came here because of us, they should be planning something more interesting!"&1t;/p>

"Since the Sabbat's spearhead is not aimed at us, it naturally has someone it points to." Rojef walked to Smith's side and patted his uncle's shoulder on the written examination: "Thinking of overcoming

The greater the resistance, the stronger the enemy. When the time comes, we only need to protect our strength from behind their powerful enemies, such as... the Light God Sect!"&1t;/p>

"I know you are right, and I did what you said, but I still can't accept it!" Smith raised his head, looked at the young man in front of him who led many families of the secret party, and said coldly:

"Back down in front of the Sabbat! Beg to form an alliance with the Light Cult! As the most noble blood race in the world, we are the most elegant and noble members of the secret party. All our honor and pride are because of your decision.

, vanished into nothing in an instant!”&1t;/p>

"...You are wrong..." Rodjef raised his head and looked around the study room, which symbolized the highest power of the Secret Party. It was the place where countless brilliance and glory belonged to his own clan. Rodjef sighed lonely.

Tone: "Since the moment when the ancestor of the Sabbat first awakened, our honor and pride have been reduced to nothing, but many people have not realized it yet..."&1t;/p>

Rogerif sighed quietly: "Honour can be the purpose of doing anything, but it cannot be the means of doing anything! If you stick to your existing honor and do things, you will only be bound by your past.

.Everything we are doing now is to regain our own honor and the pride we once had!"&1t;/p>

Smith stopped talking, and the study fell into silence again.&1t;/p>

This time, it was Luo Jiefu who took the lead in breaking this depression&1t;/p>

"Well, my dear uncle," Rojef raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, opened the dusty bottle, and poured himself a full glass of wine: "Is there any other news?

What?"&1t;/p>

Smith was silent for a long time, then said in a deep voice: "They have found the third thing..."&1t;/p>

"The third thing..." After hearing the news, Rogerie rubbed his forehead tiredly: "Well...forget it, this is also a matter of time. I said, my dear uncle, you have nothing.

Good news for me?"&1t;/p>

"No..." Smith shook his head&1t;/p>

"Is there any less bad news?"&1t;/p>

"...There is one," Smith thought for a while: "Do you still remember that our stronghold in Catulu City was attacked?"&1t;/p>

"How could I have forgotten?" Rojef replied: "Has the investigation of the matter already concluded? Is it an order issued by the higher-ups of the Illuminati Cult?"&1t;/p>

Smith did not speak, but removed a thick parchment roll from his space ring, placed it on the copywriting in front of him, and said to Rojef: "Look at this carefully, although the things recorded on it are

It's a bit ridiculous, but I still hope you can take a good look at it."&1t;/p>

"Oh? Really..." Rogerif curiously picked up the parchment roll in front of Smith, unfolded it in front of him, and began to read it carefully.&1t;/p>

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In the dark study room, a weak light came on. Rodger sat back on the tall chair directly behind his copywriting, frowning, and carefully read the contents recorded on the parchment in his hand, and

Smith sat opposite him, waiting quietly.&1t;/p>

Although there was not much recorded on the paper, Rojef took a long time to read it, but Smith was not in a hurry because he had plenty of patience.&1t;/p>

Finally, Rojef put the parchment in his hand on the copywriting, leaned back on the wide backrest, frowned, tilted his body, put one hand on the armrest to support his chin, and kept reading with the other hand.

Tap the desktop.&1t;/p>

"...A vampire from the Xi Tai tribe joined the Light Cult and became a priest... This is really interesting..."&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!