Vol 2 Chapter 5: Grand Vampire

Wednesday, close to evening. In August 1 Ｏ} Ｍ]
On the west side of the Grande, where the frame of the building has appeared, the end of the day's work is underway, "Mr. Grande! We are here today, we are off work!" Austin always smiled to his employer.
"Yeah." Zach was as indifferent as ever. He didn't look at Austin's response at all. Zack looked at Benjamin's warehouse.
Again, today is Wednesday, a game night with Fitz ’s otaku, that is to say, Benjamin today is not Benjamin.
Zac ’s mood is a little complicated now. On the one hand, it ’s a non-gratifying understanding, why Benjamin and Mokawi inexplicably fit together-because Benjamin is also a madman, he has two personalities. On the one hand, um, it is a joy of joy-the current 'Benjamin' was pinched by Mocavi.
Zac walked to the warehouse, on the second floor.
"Hands gather again ~" Mokawi stood in front of the drawing board, with a strange smile looking at the 'Benjamin' who was lying on the ground in front of him, shaking the brush in his hand, "Yes, lick it ~" lick 'Benjamin' Own hand.
Zac squeezed his lips tightly and bypassed the dog-like squat ... I'm sorry, it was the wolf-like 'Benjamin' cocked ass, standing next to Mokawi, looking at the easel.
Zac's eyes twitched. Uh, I really don't know what I was expecting before coming over. Under Mocavi's paintbrush, it is just like a woman. Out of the pair of eyes looking out of the picture, with vigilance, fear, and coercion, the picture of ‘Benjamin’ is not the same as the ‘Benjamin’ lying on the front!
Zac could n’t continue to look at this picture of Benjamin being talked about by the female body. Looking away,
Mocavi, what the are you doing, why is every portrait in your painting a woman.
The Poker of the Thirteen Clan Card, remember, Mokawi feminized all his companions.
Mokawi hadn't answered yet, lying on his 'Benjamin', his body vibrated, "Are you painting a woman ?!" There was anger in his eyes.
"Perfect eyes ~" Mokawi's paintbrush pointed to 'Benjamin'. "Hold on ~" The paintbrush retracted and clicked back to draw the female body's eyes, and could not see anything changed. Those already complicated eyes, many Anger.
Mokawi's artistic expression ability is probably of the level. It is not due to endless life at all, but naturally grasped realism skills, such as Eve's writing, Zac's writing.
Zac glanced at ‘Benjamin’,
Do n’t worry, you are beautiful.
As he said, he twitched his eyes involuntarily. Having said that, Zack's mood is very complicated.
"You asked me a question, Toledo Jr. ~" Mocavi looked at Zac with a smile. "Why do I feminize all the works?"
Zac bowed his head and nodded. Mocavi used Toledo Jr., as a reminder, Zac did not pay attention to the tone, and respected the ancestors.
"Because I am a female ~" Mocavi didn't seem to really mind, "What I feel is the perspective of a woman, and every painting is an attempt to look at myself with the eyes of others ~ "
Uh, what an artist's answer. Zac's mouth pulled into a line, okay, this is a solution to the question that plagued Zac for countless years. Once in the hidden alliance, shortly, when only facing major choices, when awakening and gathering Qi ancestors, Zac had no chance to ask Mokawi to ask such magical questions.
Mokawi suddenly stared at Zac, flipped the brush, and provoked Zac's chin with the other end of the pen.
Zac frowned, involuntarily raised his chin at Mokawi.
"I think of you, Toledo Jr., you are Zac."
Zac didn't know how to feel, "Yes, I'm Zac. Everyone called me Zac these two days."
"Oh ~" Mocavi smiled, withdrew the brush, and continued to portray his own paintings, "I didn't pay much attention to it, you know ~" She actually blinked at 'Benjamin', "I'm all with my Chat with new friends ~ "
‘Benjamin’ handed Zac an eye for help. Zac ignored it at the beginning. Zac kind of hoped that he was really Benjamin, but hey. Mixed feelings.
By the way, regarding the current emotion of 'Benjamin', you can understand it, but not even. One of the aliens of Changren, the wolf heart of the non-moon cycle is the human body, and every pore in the body of 'Benjamin' is released. Fear of the vampire ancestors.
"How long will it take to draw, we are going out, my friend's agreement." That's why Zack is running to the warehouse now.
"Are you waiting for something?" Mocavi raised an eyebrow, then smiled, very capricious "Cancel it ~ I will probably need another night."
Zac frowned and looked at Mocavi's paintings again. "In my opinion, it's done." The two single quotes of Benjamin lay on the ground in shame, with the look It's almost ... Zac doesn't really feel that there is room for improvement in this painting.
Mocavi responded with actions. She outlined a vague shape on the canvas and surrounded by the female body ‘Benjamin’, which is a wolf. The wolf wrapped in this ‘Benjamin’.
Zac began to be confused about the significance of this painting. What did Mokawi want to express?
"I can only draw on the impression of two days ago." Mocavi used a helpless tone, but his face was smiling, "I was too happy to chat with Benjamin and forgot." Looking at the 'Benjamin' in front of my eyes, "But there is a person here, I feel a little bit more drawn ~" What a willful request.
Zac is not ready to continue to speculate on Mokawi ’s thoughts, glanced at 'Benjamin', and pouted, okay, ask Fitz for a leave, anyway, not Grand's underground city owner, so James does not need to Worry about enjoying a game night.
"Please don't go." 'Benjamin' turned out for help in a terrible look, and this guy was already in a panic.
Zac continued to glance at him with complex emotions, "You want two vampires to look at your shameful posture now."
‘Benjamin’ ’s face was black, so I wo n’t say more.
"You are as clever as I remember ~ Little Zack ~"
Zac bowed, saluted, and quickly left the warehouse, staying for an extra second was suffering.
"You get used to it, and you get used to it." The comfort given was Dora sitting on the back porch. She was talking about Mocavi. "Just take some time, and then you get used to her totally unconventional actions." I ’m ignoring the pattern. "
First explain. Mokawi moved to Grande, and lived with Benjamin unexpectedly and unexpectedly. The number of Norfil was too large to be able to come to Grande for the time being, so Dora and Bumi came over. The other Norfil were temporarily still under the ruins of the Herman factory acquired by Smith, with Lydia's arrangement , Don't worry about being present, it's also very safe.
"We are not used to it." Bumi was tearing down Dora's desk. "In a year, we couldn't stand it anymore and sent her to a mental hospital. Fortunately, in the middle, we usually don't stay in one place for too long. So she is often transferred to hospital with her, otherwise ... "
Dora's face stretched and interrupted unpleasantly, "That's because you always turn off your shift! I can't follow her 24 hours a day! I need to rest!"
"I'm younger than you." Bumi pouted for a moment, holding back the words, "If you care about her so hard, then the work will be obviously more difficult for me. You can't blame me."
Zac's mood suddenly improved, and Zac smiled and sat down on the back porch. "I am the youngest. But it seems that you guys seem to be throwing this job to me, right?"
"Yes!" Bumi actually gave affirmation without hesitation, and smiled hard at Zac's back, "You have picked up a big bargain, okay! She somehow absorbed our shielding skills, at least It ’s not like you feel like you ’re going to be killed at any time, hehe, God help us, you still have Benjamin, the magical Alpha here. You see, I ’ve never seen her so peaceful before!

"About this skill for shielding breath." Zac suddenly thought of something, touched his chin, and swayed his gaze casually. "It's really lucky, it really is a universal ability of vampires, not a natural ability of the clan ... … "
Because Zac turned away and thought while talking, let him ignore the momentary expression changes of Dora and Bumi around him, and became relaxed after Zac didn't mention a specific person.
"Mokawi's ability has been changed twice in the past two days, but this ability to shield the breath has always been there, and has not disappeared with the change of ability. Can you understand what this represents?" Zac thought and said the end , Smiled and looked at the two Norfolk who listened attentively to themselves. It felt so good, Zac returned to miss it.
"Are you letting us think, we are not well-known as Nofler." Bumi waved his hand, with a look of thinking, a small bias, "Is it Lesenbulla?"
"Cough." Zac put his attention back on himself. "This represents this ability, just like walking in the sun." Zac glanced at the sunset on the west side of his eyes. "Once learned, it is no longer an ability. It ’s just knowledge, instinct.
Zac looked back at Dora and Bumi and raised his finger.
Look.
He pulled out a mirror from his pocket and stood in front of himself. Zac and Dora and Bumi watched together. Looking in the mirror, Zac's face and two pairs of red dots, "Look, it's already like the common sense that I should have been, I didn't deliberately image, the image appeared ..."
"Zac! How did you do it!"
Zac ’s vanity was greatly satisfied, and these things deserve to be shown by a vampire, Zac must show it, "Oh, this, I forgot to tell you, the saint gave me her surname, Yesher, it means this, 'what you see is what you get', I can image in the mirror, I can take pictures, and the attributes of this world are what I am now. "
Remember, the definition of a vampire in the faith of the Holy Lord-a decayed soul that cannot be further away in faith by being punished. So vampires ca n’t be imaged, their essential appearance—decayed soul, is something that should not exist in this world, so it is shielded by the laws of the world.
Everyone thought that the surname given to Zach by Saint Cici was not easy to image, no. Just as it is a qualitative change to the vampire if you can act in the sun, so does what 'Yehir' represents. Zac just said clearly, ‘what you see is what you get’.
"Your soul ..." Dora's face was more surprised.
"It's still, slowly decaying." Zack pouted, "sometimes I can feel it." It doesn't matter, "like the full moon cycle just past, when Benjamin used that spice, he smelled it I can feel the fragrance that stimulates the growth of the strap, and it ’s still there, meaninglessly creeping.
That ’s right, Zack used creeping to describe his own soul.
But, this is a useless thing, moving It ’s the same for two times. After the saints gave me this surname, it ’s okay. Now the attributes of my existence are not originally defined by the faith of the Lord, which feels more clear than the surnames that were able to gain the ability to travel on the day. I feel very Not bad. "
Remember, this is a conversation between vampires, an act that Zac was unable to perform in Grande.
"Saint, is that Sissi." Dora and Bumi glanced at each other, "The girl with Gangaro."
Zac nodded and waved, "There are angels. Jimmy, come here."
The angel obediently fell from midair, swayed in a circle, and flew up again, without a trace. Regardless of him, there are more guys in the Grande who have absolute restraint on soul aliens, and this guy is afraid. In contrast, Grande's other soul is alien, and he is calm ... not calm, but a guy who is not afraid at all, but seems to be happy at all times-Ryan. Always glance back and forth at Zac and the two Nophires with a smirk that people don't want to see more, and if Louise is there, they will join Louise. But Ryan did what he did, he was just Grand Air, and Zac ’s focus would never fall on him unless there were special circumstances. Is there any special situation now? No, Grandry is calm, and three old vampire friends are chatting.
"Thomas also got this surname." Zach explained, raising an eyebrow at Dora and Bumi, "I got this surname by a deal, and it's not too difficult to recall. I think, I can give you again Got it. "
"Uh ..." Dora's eyes, which were full of certainty, became confused. "Think carefully, it's meaningless for us, Norfolk, to ask for this surname." She glanced at Bumi. I do n’t want to see myself at all, and I do n’t even want to take pictures in the light. "
Zac blinked, lowered his head for a while, and smiled when he looked up again. "Sure enough, a century is too long, I am rusty, and I began to forget the characteristics of my friends in the alliance." Phil is a clan that manipulates the shadow to prevent others from seeing it. What you see is what you get, what does it mean.
"Oh, you will be skilled again." Bumi smiled. "It's already a minor league, me, you, Rimer, Gangaro, 4 clans." He didn't know what, but he hoped The tone, repeated again, "Already a small league ~"
There is nothing more to say, Bumi, 'lost' Mokawi. (To be continued.)