The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Arecio felt that he had gradually become accustomed to life after ten thousand years.

Although there are no groups of servants, there are various modern facilities, which are very convenient for bathing and entertainment. Not to mention the food, fresh blood was supplied until he said no, and there were all kinds of well-cooked delicacies, and the standard was no less than the ones he ate at the castle.

The most important thing is that the neurosis is very normal so far, and they don't have to fight each other.

Arecio went to the cafeteria for breakfast with Alice. He had called a neuropathy, but the neuropathy did not open the door. He just said that he would go to the medical office today. As for why he went, he didn't tell him the neurosis, which made Arecio a little angry.

He thought their relationship really improved.

After he left, the saint in the room stared at the "Federal Dark Creature Protection Act" in front of him.

The left eye is still aching, which is punishment and warning. His previous thoughts were really absurd. Even if the other dark creatures that were protected tens of thousands of years later were docile and harmless, the Arecio who revived with him was different. They were the true three generations of blood princes, powerful and arbitrary, and indispensable.

He didn't know enough about Arecio now, and he couldn't see the other party's fangs hidden under the harmless appearance. He tried to open the book that was already full of records. There must be a lot of information on it that he wanted to know, but he failed. The future self is so powerful, and the seal is so perfect.

He tried again, and suddenly the first page of the note that could only be opened the title page suddenly opened.

"!!!"

The first page is full of his fonts, recording the study and life in the temple. Of course, the most space is the various conclusive or guessed blood family information. There is no such modern life things in thousands of years, and there is no...

Ruzius silently looked at the printed and pasted photo of the cat's door on the notebook he was currently using.

"..."

It's just intelligence!

"...Maybe Mr. Ruzius is really uncomfortable?" On the way to the cafeteria, Ellie tried to appease Arecio. "The inspection report also said that Mr. Ruzius has experienced the whole experience backtracking, both physically and mentally. Thank you for taking care of me."

She found that Arecio's mood was slightly better.

Ellie felt that she seemed to know how to deal with Arecio's language art.

They came to the entrance of the canteen. The canteen that was originally open has gathered a lot of people today, most of which are the internal staff of the center who originally used the canteen. These staff members lined up obediently, put their heads into the cafeteria one by one, made a "wow" sound, and then retracted their heads excitedly and looked at the next person.

Arecio: ... kind of stupid.

"What happened? A dark creature broke in again?" Eri was obviously familiar with this situation. She stood on tiptoe and wanted to cross the human wall to see which dark creature was occupying the dining hall. Arecio didn't look up. Give her the answer directly.

"It's a wolf cub."

He could smell the smell of ice, snow and fur. Now the canteen is undoubtedly a werewolf. This is also the first human-shaped dark creature he has seen since his recovery.

Humanoid... uh... what seems to be wrong?

His identity as a dark creature was an excellent pass. The crowd separated like Moses divided the Red Sea. He looked at Arecio excitedly, and then in the cafeteria. Several staff members who had been familiar with these two days also greeted:

"Are you hungry? Xixi went straight in, let's go to the second canteen to eat."

Arecio is completely empty in front of him, so you can see the silver round...hairy ball in the cafeteria?

Arecio:? ? ?

The silver hair ball was only two slaps big, occupying a whole table, his tongue drooping unlovably, his fur tail swept away, but he refused to eat. The female caregiver next to him was whispering to persuade him, and Mao Qiu rolled himself on the table, raising two paws to cover the wolf's ears.

Behind Arecio there was a little cheer in admiration.

Only Alessio, he stared at the silver fur ball, stared at it for a while, then turned to ask Ari.

"Has he always been like this?"

"Huh? It means... picky eaters and likes to run around? It often happens..." Ai Li answered halfway, and found that Arecio had already frowned. She couldn't help but wonder, "Is there anything else...Is it wrong?"

"This is a werewolf." Arecio said.

"Yes, that's right, werewolf." Ellie replied in seconds, she still didn't understand.

Arecio took a deep breath.

"So the wolf is here, where is the man? What about his human form? Isn't a werewolf that only becomes a wolf in wartime?"

Alice was shocked.

"Werewolf...humanoid?!"

"..."

Or why is it called a werewolf?

This statement seems to have completely subverted Ellie's long-held concept, she looked at Arecio pitifully.

"Isn't it because they have human intelligence..."

Arecio closed his eyes tiredly, he couldn't make a final conclusion now, because the possibility of werewolf mutation in ten thousand years cannot be ruled out. To make sure of this, he walked into the cafeteria, and the fur ball seemed to feel something, the drooping tongue retracted, the black tip of the nose poked around and began to sniff in the air.

He smelled a very special smell, like some kind of cool floral scent, which made him feel very relieved. Mao Qiu's tail swayed, wobbly between whether to get up or not. Laziness finally defeated everything. He decided to just be paralyzed. Anyway, the owner of the taste must not help coming over to touch the lovely him.

This wolf cub must have smelled him, as can be seen from the frequency of the tail's wagging, but he was too lazy to be raised, waiting for him to walk over. Alessio smiled coldly. No one had ever dared to stand in front of him, the three-generation prince of blood, he wouldn't be used to anyone!

"Change the canteen today." He said to Ai, "I still like lively places. It looks like the second canteen will be very lively today?"

"Yes, yes... let's... go?" Eri asked uncertainly. She thought that Arecio would go to see the werewolf, but the dark creature's own wishes were the most important.

Arecio nodded, preparing to leave without looking back.

The fur ball slumped on the table felt square formally, and he shook his tail, swaying hard enough to attract people's attention. Look! What a great tail! Fluffy and smooth! If the person with that smell looks back now, he doesn't mind touching the tail!

Arecio didn't look back.

Plus, add a pair of small ears! His ears are better! Reluctantly touch it too!

Arecio: Humph.

He wants to let the wolf cub know today that the lying dog (wolf) will lie down to the end and have nothing.

He walked farther and farther, and never looked back. Instead, Alice looked back frequently, thinking of the manticore of QAQ after being rejected, and let out a sigh of soul.

Sure enough, it was cruel and ruthless Alessi.

Mao Qiu was completely square, and his various (self-thinking) actions to cede territories did not work. He could only turn over aggrieved and shouted at the back.

"Wow~"

Sweet and milky, with amazing sugar content.

Elly felt that she was about to melt, but when she secretly looked at Arecio's expression, she found that he was expressionless.

This coldness is destined to be something she won't be able to learn in this life!

Xiao Maoqi whimpered twice, rolled himself from the table to the chair, and then to the ground. Without raising others, he ran forward by himself. Because it was too round, Mao's belly touched the ground. Xiao Maoqiu could no longer care about his smooth and beautiful fur. He almost rolled to Arecio's feet, and a pair of fat paws hugged Arecio's ankles tightly.

"Wow!"

Mao Qiu hugged the blood race's ankle angrily, and tried to climb up. As a result, he fell and squatted, squatting pitifully on the spot and yelling.

You hug me!

The vast majority of people, including Alice and Mao Qiu’s nurturers, have already turned on the recording mode. The blood race with black hair and red eyes lowered his eyes and glanced at the silver-white hair ball. His eyelashes were very long, and when they were hanging down, there was a dense layer of shadow. In the video of just a few tens of seconds, it was so good to see it.

He condescendingly stretched out a hand, lifted the messy fur ball, and glanced around again, thinking of the photo of the cat that he saw in the morning, not knowing what he would make this time. .

Ai Li and the others turned off the camera consciously, anyway, they had enough film, and the staff at the door also dispersed. Alice glanced at Arecio excitedly. Arecio understood the meaning in her eyes and nodded casually.

All the shots are shot, and the authorization is arbitrary.

He picked up the fur ball and looked at the werewolf seriously. The silvery white fur was obviously carefully maintained, and it was much smoother than the werewolf in his memory. The wolf pup was fed round and round, with two black stripes on the inside of the ear tips, which made him a royal family.

The royal family can't get used to it either!

After reading it, Arecio put the wolf cub back on the ground, and then moved to the dining table. His breakfast today has been delayed too much. The fur ball that was left in place looked at the distance between the two again, wanting to whine, and remembering all the previous actions that had no effect, the erect ears fell a little bit.

When Arecio sat down at the table and ordered a good meal, Mao Qiu went through a hard trek and came under his chair again, looking up at him pitifully.

This was originally the amount of exercise for the hair ball in a day.

"The center has always wanted to lose weight for him, but he doesn't like to move, and we don't have a good way. Thank you for making him move so much today." The werewolf raiser said sincerely, she is a woman with curly hair. , Laughs very sweetly.

Arecio glanced at her.

"I haven't asked your name yet."

The werewolf nurturer was a little flattered, and quickly replied: "Just call me Dalf. I have five years of work experience."

The name caused Alessio to pause, then nodded. He picked up the wolf cub who kept arching his legs under the table and put it on the chair, and even touched the wolf cub's fur happily.

"Oh? Ooh!"

The wolf cub rolled and asked him to touch it again, and Arecio returned to his ruthless mode and refused.

He was indeed very happy. Although the former Dalf was dead, the girl with the same name was living so healthy at this time, which made him feel comforted. The name Dalf once belonged to the starring star of the well-known Xinghui Theater Company that influenced their era. Alessio still remembers a scene when he went to a performance with a neurotic one year, and closed his eyes, he could hum the song "A Praise to the Stars" Melody.

The saint in the memory lowered his eyes, the bright rose in his hand was to be thrown to the shining actress on the stage, suddenly turned a corner and put it into the arms of Arecio who was humming the melody.

[It sounds good. 】

He said.

[It's for you. 】