Vol 10 Chapter 29: Crisis and progress

As predicted by Rut Lesombla, Hamilton came to Grande with the command of the feast of the Assamite clan.
"I've never seen anything like this." Hamilton held a big briefcase and sat down behind his desk. It looks ridiculous, and one who wants to see Zac but dare not.
Zac pointed to the briefcase in Hamilton's arms, "All for me?"
"Uh, no." Hamilton pulled out a flattened origami in his small pocket on the outermost side of his briefcase and gave Zuck an unnatural look. "This is for you." On the table, then patted the briefcase with no reduction in volume, "This is for Mayor Anthony, Barton's four-year plan."
Zac turned his head, "Do I need to hand it over to Anthony, I will see him tonight."
"I'm counting on you to help." Hamilton seemed relieved. "Every time I contact your friend (Anthony), I will forget that I am the 'monster' who can tear people to pieces in an instant."
With a smile on Zac's face, "Anthony's best quality ~"
Understand what these two people are saying, don't understand.
After Hamilton handed his briefcase to Zac, he picked up the origami he had just laid down and unfolded it slowly, his expression returned to his original weirdness. Before giving orders to Zac's Demon Feast, he sideways felt the Grand environment, "What about Benjamin and Murphy?"
Zac's answer was to shrug his shoulders. There is no lying or honesty.
"It's okay if they're not there." Hamilton was again relieved, and began to read the content on the paper, "'Suggestions about how to deal with Assamat'." Stopped, glanced at Zac, paper Flipping towards Zac, "I'm not kidding, see, suggest, 1, point, 0."
At first, Zack didn't understand the meaning of Hamilton, and he began to think after looking at Hamilton with a serious look, then suddenly, "Oh." The corner of his mouth bent unconsciously, "Your father finally accepted Torrido, I, Not under him, not under the control of the magic feast, so it ’s not 'command', it becomes 'suggestion'. Then. "Zac smiled and shook his head." He knows that things will definitely become complicated and unpredictable to me, so Added a version number, 1.0 ~ right ~ "
Hamilton looked at Zac, a serious one, "Like I just said, I have never seen anything like this." Flipped the paper and continued to read, "'The original vague vampire screening based on the Central Hidden Alliance is still going on, The size and power of Assamite in the central part are still unknown, and the fighting clan inside our Demon Banquet, the Zmihi clan is experiencing some accidents and is unable to exert its normal fighting ability. After the discussion of the clan, it was decided not to temporarily The Samite clan is listed as an enemy of the Demon Banquet. '"
Although there was only one page, Zac estimated that Hamilton only read one-third of it, and made a please gesture to indicate that Hamilton should continue.
"'In spite of this, after the Secret Alliance left the central part of the Federation, the central part actually still hides such an unknown clan, which is a hidden danger for the central part of the Federation to control the entire territory of the Federation from the magic banquet in the future." Zach.
"'Like the large number of hidden dangers left in the middle, such as hunters, wizards, and uncontrolled low-level aliens. How to deal with these hidden dangers in the middle needs time and a lot of information to make a specific plan for the future of the magic feast Make tangible progress ... '"
Zac had to interrupt, "I feel like I'm listening to a political declaration, let alone an order. What advice does your father have to give me? Can you hurry up to the point, oh, suddenly an ex-wife is standing in front of him , It ’s me, please understand that I am a bit anxious. "
Of course, Hamilton understood Zac, nodded, and looked at the paper to the bottom. "'In summary, after the discussion of the clan, we strongly recommend the establishment of direct contact with these hidden dangers in the federal center of Barton. Ruiduo, Zachary Grande, become our pioneers, continue to play a role, maintain the relationship with these hidden dangers, and think that we all in the west will buy time and obtain information. May our Toredo brothers all succeed Bra. '"
After waiting for a while, Zac raised an eyebrow. "No?"
"It's gone." Hamilton handed the paper to Zac.
Zac took it and glanced, "Your father basically said nothing, is this a suggestion?"
Hamilton leaned forward seriously, looking at Zac, "Did you not see! He let you maintain the relationship with Murphy! Your relationship with Murphy? You are a couple! I hate to say that, but this It ’s my father ’s plan! He did n’t even want you to get rid of the inter-ethnic marriage with Assamite! He is using this! That ’s what I wanted to remind you before! This inter-ethnic marriage will become something you can never get rid of. Stain! "
Zac glanced at the excited Hamilton, and wanted to laugh a little-I don't know when it started. This guy likes Hamilton. Everyone understands, don't think about it.
"It's funny at all." Hamilton read out the smile Zac didn't show. "The situation is bad for you now! If my father's order is directly hostile to Assamette, it's better than that! Greek civil war is just an excuse, you know that the most bloated clan in the west is Giovanni! If there is a vampire battle, you ca n’t use the gangs of Zmihi who are addicted to human weapons, Giovanni Enough! Shrinking Giovanni ’s population and solving Assamette once! Father is on purpose, so that your marriage with the Assamite clan is a little bit more reliable! "
Zac raised an eyebrow and looked at Hamilton with a little surprise. "You sound like you have a very strong personal opinion on this matter ~"
Believe me, personal opinion is not a good thing for Hamilton.
Hamilton's face sank, his mouth closed.
Zac smiled, "Now I understand why you don't want Murphy to be in Grande, it's not the order of the Demon Feast ..." Correction "Recommendation 1.0 is not suitable for being heard by Murphy, it's your personal opinion, not suitable Being heard. "As Rut said on the phone before, apparently deliberately flicking Zac.
Hamilton said something a little bit biased,
Since I came to Barton, I do n’t want to admit it, but it ’s true. I did n’t do anything. What I did was just a microphone between you and the West. I can guess you and the West. What those people say about me is to maintain the status quo, right. "Zac looked at him for verification.
Zac nodded honestly.
"I want to do something practical in Barton!" Staring at Zac, "I didn't leave my life in the West to come to Barton to become a status quo funeral operator (Allen Funeral), now I finally have the opportunity to really do it Order something, but my father once again wiped out my expectations because of his desire to suppress Toledo ’s future at the Feast. Me, I am not convinced. "
Therefore, Hamilton did not like Zac, he just didn't like himself enough.
Zac wants to confirm one thing, "You might want to be more specific, did you disagree with your father's decision, or did you not meet you unfortunately and met me?"
"Everything." Hamilton entered the honest mode. "I am not the oldest, the most powerful, and the most liked of the three generations of Las Vegas. I can accept it in the middle. After all, this is the truth. I ca n’t change it. It ’s enough to be a
standard
son among my father ’s many sons. It ’s at least four centuries before meeting you.
Hamilton has said that he was a vampire transformed during the colonial war,
but When I came to Barton and met you, I found that I was in the most inconspicuous position in every 'high-profile' event you did. Hey, I couldn't even compare to Nainard. I'm under your 'halo', completely ... disappeared. My unhappy father asked me to come to Patton, I'm uncomfortable with you in Patton. Both. "
Zac blinked a word, a word popped out of his mind, a word invented by mankind—the crisis of middle age. Used to describe people who suddenly find that their habitual life has become ... lost.
Zac started to say something, and the phone rang. At the same time, Zac took a move to Hamilton, "Grand Funeral Home."
"Zac! It's me, Charlie, I have received your message!"
"Oh, Charlie." Zac smiled on his face. "How is Vega's life?"
"Good! People, food, entertainment ... hehehe." Giggle, "all better than Grande."
"Must, that's Vega." Zac also smiled. We all know how boring Grande's daily life is.
"I have asked Logan to inquire about those interracial families who have lost their children. I'm sorry I didn't receive the call before. I was recruited to attend the Magic Banquet, er, as a representative of Toledo."
"Is the meeting fun?" Zach teased Charlie.
"No! I'm scared to death! It's all the owners of the various clans of the Demon Banquet! And the ancestors of Lesenbra! God, I feel like an ant in front of him! I dare not speak!"
"Very good ~ It ’s the tradition of Torrido not to speak at the Magic Banquet ~ I started it, it ’s up to you to carry it forward ~ Hold on ~"
"I'll try my best ... By the way, I already have more than a dozen profiles of Toredo descendants here, all of whom have some achievements in various fields of Vega City. Would you like to take a look."
"No, how is the dog brother?"
"He's fine, he always carried a bunch of interracial shooting with the camera all the time in the funeral industry meeting here, and then spent a few days and nights editing and dubbing ... I feel he is squeezing his body deliberately Hurry up ... "
Zac smiled, "Tell him that Toledo needs a lovable face so he can't be too bad with himself."
"Okay." Charlie over there seemed to take a pen and paper to write down Zac's account. Zac heard the friction of writing. "Another thing, the ancestor of Lesenbulla, asked me some questions about you after the Demon Banquet. I could n’t feel what he wanted to do ... Standing in front of him made me feel uncomfortable ... Sorry."
"It's okay, what did he ask."
"How does it feel to be the only survivor of the clan ..."
"How did you answer."
"I said you had a good time ..."
"Oh, easy answer."
"He said the same thing ..."
"Okay, hang up."
"Yep."
Zac put down the phone and was reminded by the content of the phone, "Your grandfather is coming to Patton, are you excited?"
Hamilton had no expression, "I'm not very excited. My only impression of him is that he loses money after playing cards. When I became a vampire, when I should have an" impression "of him, he has disappeared and went to bed."
Zac can't respond to this kind of words-remember the playing cards of the Thirteen Clan during the colonial war, used to make those human soldiers accustomed to those blood-sucking customs is a game of comrades on their side. Because poker is a creation that Mocavi painted himself, all female, Zac didn't want to lead the topic to that place.
"Anthony, the missing secretary, Gina, called me suddenly." Zach did not give Hamilton a little time to prepare. "This conversation is limited to you and me, so this is not me talking to the microphone-you." Is n’t that what Hamilton just said about himself,
Reporting the information I should report to the Demon Feast, it ’s just that I ’m telling you something. Can you understand what I ’m talking about.

Hamilton froze for a moment, his head turned from right to left. I don't understand.
Zach is not in a hurry, "You just said, you are not convinced of the facts that happened in your life, your father, me, right. Unfortunately, this is all that is in your life, your father, me. Then I Ask you, do you want to feel something else? "
"Of course I want to ..."
Zac took it quickly, "Then do something that has nothing to do with your father, me, or anything." What do people who suffer from a middle-aged crisis do? By the way, divorce, resign, buy a car, travel a tour ... one reason. "Something I want to tell you. Are you ready."
Now, Zac gave Hamilton time to react.
Very good, Hamilton's head is from top to bottom. Ready.
"This Gina seems to think that Patton has been completely controlled by the magic feast. She thinks that Anthony is a puppet or something controlled by the magic feast. It is not good anyway, so that she thinks that she is helping Anthony to deliberately destroy the election. Vote to try to prevent Anthony ’s re-election. On the first day, she succeeded, but the situation was immediately discovered by me, Anthony controlled her, and then she committed suicide. "
Zac looked at Hamilton's changing face with satisfaction-we knew that the disappearance of Secretary Mayor Barton was an inexplicable situation for the Feast. So Zac is now talking about intelligence outside of Hamilton ’s knowledge,
but not really committing suicide. Obviously she used the sleeping pills‘ Little White ’illegally circulating in Barton during this time to escape from Anthony ’s control. And continue to escape. "
Zacton took a moment to make sure that Hamilton was keeping up, "But what's interesting is that this Gina obviously knows something, such as interracial, but what she knows is very different from the facts. She called me The phone showed that she knew I was Anthony's friend and was a second-generation Toledo vampire, but she kept thinking that the Demon Banquet was a more dangerous and unbalanced alien organization. Anthony needed my help to get rid of the magic The control of the feast. "Zac raised an eyebrow at Hamilton." Look, a huge deviation. Finally, she hung up the phone and continued to disappear. This matter, the magic feast does not know, Anthony does not know, me? Oh, neither do I I know what's going on. There is something that everyone doesn't know now ... The organization, using Gina, came up with something that made everyone puzzled. The important thing is to look at the facts now, Gina and The organization behind her has failed. For all of us, this matter can be left behind and ignored, after all, objectively measure it, no loss. Who is Gina? I do n’t care, the feast does n’t care, Anthony , Probably do n’t care. "
Zac looked at Hamilton with a smile on his face, "You, Hamilton, are you interested in caring about it? When all of us look away, there is no father, no feast, no me ~ it's up to you To dig out the source of the incident? No guarantee, but you may be able to 'glow' ~ "
"I picked it up!"
Not bad. The middle-aged crisis can still find self-improvement, which deserves praise.