Chapter 392:

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It's been more than a month since I came to Saffrot, but Lucis is suffering day by day. Looking at Saffrot like this, although life is like death, there is no thinking, it can be said that even the first embrace failed. The zombies are not as good as she can't even roar, so she is better than dead.
But she stayed because she couldn't bear it. He couldn't bear it because he was hungry because he couldn't eat, and he didn't have any distinguishing ability and was bullied by other nobles.
As for the people who let her come here, stay by Safrot’s side and take care of him, not only does she have no gratitude, but some just hate, bitter hatred, because if it weren’t for him, how could Safrot change? In this way, the Great Elder of the Mo Party, who was powerful enough to make everyone afraid, can't even take care of himself now.
I'm going to see him soon. He, I heard that he is the patriarch here, the person with the highest status, that is, he asked Saffrot to be caught and become like this, so she wants to see him, she wants to ask him , Who is he, why should he treat Saffrot like this?
Along the way, Saferot was like a puppet, following the leader, no words, no other actions, and she? Naturally, she followed Saffrott closely. She didn't dare to speak or make any other actions, because she knew very well that even Saffrot could easily catch someone who could be controlled. It was definitely not her. The little noble can deal with the existence, even if it is hate, she must hide in her heart.
This should be a deep mountain, because there are stone walls all around them, but the straight aisle made her feel that this place is not old, because such a precise stone wall cutting line can only be done with the latest high technology.
After walking for more than ten minutes, there was a steel door in front of them. Behind the door opened by the leader with voice commands, there was not another straight passage, but a vertical cross-cut. The opponent led them to the right.
But she couldn't help turning her head back by the slight chill coming from the passage behind her.
After repeating three steel doors, I finally came to a hall, but there was no one in the hall.
"Wait a minute, the patriarch will be here soon." The leader threw the two of them into this hall, and Lucy looked around, a door (the one they came in just now), and then it became a hexahedron. Shibi, there was really nothing to observe, so he sat quietly, facing the door just now, and those who wanted to come would still come in from there.
But the other party came in from behind her, because the stone wall was not a real stone wall, but another door, which closed automatically after the other side came in. It was like a high-tech underground city.
"The first time I see the young lady, let me introduce myself first. I am the patriarch here. My name is Rady Cross. You can call me the patriarch or the old man." The other party is a thirty-something with a gentle face. Man with a smile.
"You... But you are not old!" Lucys was taken aback, and then she said stupidly after a while, but her hatred was inadvertently faded a lot.
"Huh! I'm not old?" The other party smiled widened, "I don't know how long I have lived. It's strange to be not old!"
"You are the number... Three... Generation?" Lucys guessed.
"No, it's two, it's the second generation." He still smiled, walked to Safrot, and put his arms on his arms, "Thank you for taking care of this child. Without you, he would not have survived." so good."
"I...no need...this..." Lucys really didn't know what to say. She was going to question the other party, but now the other party is actually thanking her for taking care of Saffrot. Good, then the other party didn't want to hurt Safrot, but if that's the case, why did he make him like this again.
"Don't be nervous, speak slowly. If there is anything you want to ask, take your time." He said, pulling Saffrott to the chair and sitting side by side with him, still putting his hands on his shoulders.
"That... Then why did you make him like this, not human or ghost, like a zombie without thinking? Why?" Lucy could not suppress the pain in her heart for a while, and shouted.
"This... If you want to know that I can tell you, but you can't tell others, otherwise he will always be like this..." The patriarch looked directly at Lucis with a smile, "I miss Lucis Miss does not want this, right?"
"You threaten me?" Lucy's eyes were fierce.
"No, this is not a threat. It just tells you the possible consequences after doing a certain thing. It can be said to be a prediction or a reminder." The other party has no fear. It can be seen that his strength is just like his existence. The second generation, this is not only a noun that represents age.
"Okay, I won't tell anyone." Lucys nodded, knowing that no matter where she is, she can't be his opponent.
"Because we need him, only he can allow us to win this millennium war." Redicross said the ultimate goal, although it is straightforward, not everyone can understand.
"We? The Thousand-Year War?" Sure enough, Lucis showed an unidentified expression on her face, repeating these two incomprehensible terms.
"We refer to the entire night race, and you are not qualified to know about the Thousand-Year War. When you are strong enough, you will naturally be drawn in. Of course, before that, the first thing you need to do is to live... "The other party smiled faintly.
"Alive?" Although Lucis is not as strong as Saffrot, if she wants to live, she thinks she won't have much difficulty, but now she looks at his eyes and her heart. . . . No bottom.
"Well, alive." He continued to smile so mildly and stood up, "Well, you go back first! I have something to talk to Saffrot alone."
"But..." Lucis didn't want to leave Saffrott just like that.
"Don't worry, he is the future of our Night Clan, and I won't intentionally hurt him." He got up and pressed a red button on the wall. The door where Lucis had just entered opened, and the leader came in again. , But this time is to take her out.
"Then I will leave first." Although Lucis is still worried, but now she can't help but what she wants. She can't do anything except obediently. She understands that if she is not obedient, she will stay in Sa Flott was deprived of the rights around her, and this was the last thing she wanted to happen.
"Child!" When the door was completely closed, the patriarch came to Safrot, slowly squatted down, and looked straight at him who was sitting, "Did you hear me?"
"..." Saferot did not answer, but just nodded.
"Very good!" The patriarch smiled, "Then you just do what I say."
Saffrot nodded again, because this man's words resounded in the depths of his soul, so he could not help but nodded.
"Okay." The other party stroked Safrot's head happily, "Come on, let's drink this now."
Saffrot just looked at the small bottle in the opponent's hand with that sluggish gaze, and slowly stretched out his hand. Although his heart is still struggling, the command is the command, and the command must be obeyed. If you don’t obey, it will will be. . .
Thinking of this, he suddenly began to tremble, and his outstretched hand buckled inward with ten fingers, and he retracted it in pain, curled up around himself, and finally snarled. The roar gave people a feeling of pain in the soul.
"What's the matter with you? What's the matter?" Seeing such a situation, Redicross didn't even think of it, and simply pressed the opponent's arms to ask. But the other party just shivered and growled there, unable to answer any of his questions. In the end, he had to abandon the third step of the experiment, called the doctor to inject a tranquilizer for Saffrot, and then did a comprehensive However, he found nothing, so he was completely confused. He did not know why such symptoms occurred. He did not dare to take the next step until he had not figured out the reason, so he had to let Saffro Special sent back, and more careful care.
"The patriarch..." After Saferot was sent out, Redy Cross kept looking at the door in a daze. The healer was carrying his own medical box, not knowing whether he should leave or continue to stay.
"Yeah." Radiclos regained consciousness and responded.
"Can I leave now?" the healer asked.
"Yeah, you can." Redicross nodded and waved.
"Yes." The healer turned and left.
"Wait!" The doctor walked to the door and was about to open the door when he stopped again.
"Is there such a possibility?" Redicross didn't say clearly, but just asked vaguely.
"Which?" The doctor was naturally blank, knowing how to answer.
"The blood race drank the blood of the light race, but there was no immediate rejection, but after a period of time, rejection occurred again?" Redicross can only think of this possibility now, and this possibility is extremely possible.
"This..." the doctor pondered, "this is not impossible, after all, this is the first time in history, everything is possible. But if it is like the patriarch said, then he may not be able to use it anymore, and Our carefully arranged experiment failed. But..."
"But what?"
"But I don't think so."
"Then what do you think?"
"I think he might be too powerful. Even if the patriarch performed deep manipulation hypnosis on him, there is still a little consciousness in his heart, so he is resisting, so that the two consciousnesses collide, making him so painful. Unbearable." After all, healers are healers, and they look at problems from a different perspective.
"Well, it's also possible." Rediclos nodded, "Well, you go back! Help me pay attention to Saferot. If the situation just now happens again, let me know immediately."
"Yes."
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