The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

The Dark Creatures Federation is not affiliated to the Dark Creature Conservation Center, but an independent organization. The Alliance only absorbs dark creatures to enter, and is usually only used to contact the dark creatures scattered throughout the Federation, gather regularly and hold activities that are beneficial to the body and mind.

After all, for the balance of light and darkness in this world, dark creatures are needed everywhere.

"Look at this again."

Ruzius touched the light brain, and the page was a live broadcast room, and the dark elf was humming a song to chop up vegetables to make a mellow soup.

Arecio remembered that the unicorn Andre did say at the beginning that the dark creatures that stayed in the conservation center did not have the ability to live independently, and even had some problems of this and that, and some dark creatures basically had an independent life. Ability, as long as the nurturer provides a little help, he can live a normal life.

He opened his mouth to say something, but Ruzius seemed to know what he was going to say, and shook his head slightly.

"Don't be too optimistic." He said, "Even if they can live independently, they still enjoy the infinite love of others since they were young. They have a gentle and uncontroversial personality. Even if they encounter violations... I ask you this."

He put the empty cup on the table, naturally took the milk tea that Arecio hadn't had time to drink, and took a sip.

"If someone were to kill you, Areci, what would you do?"

Without even thinking about it, Arecio simply said:

"Of course it blows his head!"

So fierce. Ruzius hid the milk tea cup silently, and continued to ask.

"Don't ask for help?"

Arecio looked inexplicable.

"What does it matter to others?"

"What if you can't beat it?"

"No...what do you mean? In addition to gods, there are things in this world that I can't kill?!"

Ruzius paused after hearing the words, and slowly and slowly distanced himself from Arecio. Alessio had a strong confidence in his own strength. He even counted how he could get rid of tricky enemies. As soon as he looked up, he saw that the saint had left half of his living room.

Why are you so far away? Arecio was a little strange, and then he felt a little empty in his hand.

Where's his milk tea? ? ?

No matter what else, let's kill the neurosis who stole his milk tea first!

The current neuropathy still couldn't beat him, Arecio easily knocked him down, grabbed the milk tea, and looked down on the neuropathy condescendingly. The neuropathy was as expressionless as ever, but said sincerely:

"It's late, I have already drunk it."

His posture is very magnanimous, it seems that even if he is beaten, Arecio's milk tea is destined to belong to him. He even stretched out his hand to beckon Alessio to return the cup of milk tea to him obediently.

Arecio:...

He looked at the neurosis, new hatred and old hatred rushed into his heart, anger grew from his heart to the gall, and he took the cup of milk tea and drank tons of it. With the last touch of his mouth, he glared at the neuropathy provocatively, only to find that the other party was looking at him in a daze.

It's up.

Arecio regrets that he wants to bite his tongue, but it's done, and the other party has been staring at him all the time! The tips of his ears began to flush uncontrollably, his face was hot, and he opened his mouth to say something, but his fangs accidentally bit his lip, and even his body trembled slightly because of his shame.

The saint who was pushed on the ground was silent for a while, as if to say something, he picked up a pillow and pushed it back.

Don't mention it! It will explode if you mention it!

When Ruzius was finally able to get up from the ground, the blood race had already retracted into the quilt on the sofa, and the silhouette looked very depressed. He coughed slightly, and the quilt squirmed and shrank inward, and there was no seam here.

He thoughtfully returned to the original topic.

"So, Areci, you are different from the dark creatures ten thousand years later."

"The first priority is never to ask for help. You will take your destiny in your own hands."

"However, the Dark Creatures Association is still an entry point that can be tried."

After a while, the blood in the quilt seemed to nod his head slightly, and after a while, he reached out and dragged the Guangnao beside him, presumably looking for related information. Ruzius walked over, and the quilt was immediately tightened, so he asked as normal as he could.

"Cup, I'll wash it."

The kinsman handed the cup out to him in silence, and then retracted it back.

Ruzius came to the sink with two cups. He was more accustomed to hand-washing, so he installed this thing. When he turned on the faucet and flicked the rim of the carrot cup with his finger, he hesitated slightly. Turning his back to the blood clan, he raised his hand, covering his lips with his fingers to conceal his unconcealed look.

…It's up.

Arecio the cat was in the quilt, and after asking Ellie about the Dark Creatures Union, he fell into deep thought. This organization has also passed some decisions, such as how to place dark creatures who cannot live independently. The Federation also respects their decisions very much. However, because the dark creatures after ten thousand years are pure and good-natured, the Federation is far from being an independent force.

But Alessio is the three generations of princes of the blood clan after all. From the complex entangled faction struggle within the blood clan to a high position, he soon had the regulations in his heart. After thinking about it, he rustled open the quilt and carefully observed the outside.

The neurosis is gone, and a cup of freshly brewed milk tea on the table is steaming. After hesitating, Arecio took a sip of milk tea, which was fragrant and sweet.

He decided not to persecute the crazy carrot for the time being.

After deciding on the goal, Arecio's mobility is back. Ellie said that a vice president of the Dark Creatures Federation happened to be in the conservation center and could meet. Arecio immediately decided to go, and he made an appointment with Ellie.

Feeling neurotic should be in the room upstairs, Arecio went upstairs and knocked on the other person's door.

"Get up! Go to work! I can't go if you don't go!"

The feng shui took turns, Ruzius, who was in the room as a handbook, sighed deeply, got up helplessly, and had to brush the cup before leaving.

Ruzius: ...tragically.

Ellie closed the chat interface with Arecio, and then proceeded to contact. She politely sent a message to the dark creatures and zombie my caregiver in the East. After explaining the situation, the other party readily agreed and asked to eat in the cafeteria. An afternoon tea.

The nurse whispered to me, who was still brushing my pupils, of today's itinerary. I, who had been relaxing on the bed, suddenly stiffened, and repeated it unexpectedly when I turned back.

"Areci...Ask me?"

"Yes." The caregiver said with a smile, "because you said earlier that unless His Royal Highness takes the initiative to find you, you will never follow him again. I think this invitation is in line with your requirements."

Before he finished his words, he saw the zombie with the paper talisman on his head suddenly got up from the bed, turned around for a while, and rushed to the closet while pulling his hair.

"Ahhhhh, tell me earlier! Where's my new clothes? Where's my shiny hair rope?"

The caregiver watched him spinning around, a little confused, she thought I hated His Royal Highness Arecio.

"I don't hate it! I don't hate Areci at all!" I stopped, and covered my face, groaning, "Because I have sent many messages and have been rejected, I can follow all the way in the center. Lost, I couldn't find any chance to play with him, I just said that... I'm sorry!"

"I actually really envy Helgodon and Lucy, and I really want to play with Areci..."

I pulled out my new clothes from the closet, and the nurse helped him put on this complicated outfit and tied the shiny hair rope studded with feathers. There is a bird in the east, so no matter traditional clothing or decoration, there are elements of feathers and birds. After taking care of myself, I squeezed some messy hair and looked nervously at Nurture.

"I'm... okay now?"

"You look good." The nurturer praised him generously, "His Royal Highness Arecio will definitely like you very much."

I finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

He lowered his eyelashes, the shiny hair rope hung on his shoulders, his fingertips pulled the wide sleeves slightly.

"Areci is really handsome." He longed. "You know, the first time I watched his live broadcast, I felt that he was different from other dark creatures."

I raised my hands. These are soft hands that have never suffered. Since he was conscious, he has not tasted any bitterness.

"Alessi's hand is different from mine. It must have been a hand that has held a weapon, or even a hand that has protected her from some bad things."

"In the beginning, I couldn't believe it. Just ask for help if something happens to the dark creatures. There will definitely be many people willing to help. How can it be possible for the dark creatures to rely on themselves hard."

"But Areci, don't ask for anything, and don't ask for help."

The caregiver was puzzled again. In her opinion, Arecio's approach is undoubtedly strange.

I smiled softly, and he turned around in the mirror to confirm that he was really good-looking, enough to see Arecio. He glanced at his watch. Although there was still more than half an hour before the agreed time and he was very close to the cafeteria, he still decided to set off now.

Because he really respects Arecio, if he can, he also wants to...

He passed by the promenade full of floor-to-ceiling windows, his sight drifting outward, the emerald green inner sea, and the kingfisher flying in the calm and calm waves. His gaze chased the bird and kept rising to the top of the sky until he could no longer see it.

"Mr. Zhen, it's too hot over there, come here and drink some more water?"

The nurturer did his best and called him on the side of the shadow.

Slight regrets arose in his heart, but I was always considerate. He smiled again on his face and turned to Nurture.

"Here is..."

"……I?"

He walked towards nurturing people, and stopped abruptly because of this sound. He turned his head back in astonishment, and the blood race with black hair and red eyes was walking towards him along the side of the sun. The gray screen is there, and the filtered light will not harm the light-phobic race, but the dark creatures don't like the light by nature, and he has heard the little exclamation of his nurturing.

"His Royal Highness Alessio! Come here soon! There is water here too!"

"No, thank you." Arecio refused altogether, turning his gaze to the zombie standing in front of him, wearing a unique oriental outfit. The other party stared at him blankly, a little dazed, with the paper talisman on his head leaning to one side.

"I don't think it's the first time I have seen you. You have been with me for a while." Arecio said flatly, "But I think I still want to introduce myself to you formally."

"Arecio, just call me Areci."

He stretched out his hand to me-

"Hello, me."

Outside the French windows, on the Emerald Sea, a line of kingfishers flapped their wings and flew into the clear sky. I don't know why, at that moment, I wanted to stand with Alessio very much, and he did the same.

He walked into the light and took Arecio's outstretched hand.

"I am me."

His pupils reflected the shadows of sunny days and flying birds behind the bleeding race.

"The emperor's, that me."