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"Ah!"
"Holy Lord bless you." Zac pouted and changed to a tree stand. Vampires are afraid of germs? How could he be afraid of Max's snotty spray, "You really don't need to come, and Benjamin will not be grateful."
Max and his girlfriend are here, in the woods on the southern border of Barton. Remember them, Max is the parallel wizard who came from Newton with Benjamin, and his girlfriend, the guy who volunteered himself when he saw Benjamin, wanted to be a wizard of Benjamin.
"I don't need to be grateful." The sorceress carried a pot, yes, a casserole, "I have been a werewolf wizard for a while, this is the only place I use a little bit-'fuzi soup', I just want to come Give Benjamin a try and see if he likes it or not. "
"Aconite soup?" Zach raised his eyebrows. Aconite was used by hunters to track down and kill werewolves (Vol. II, after being eaten by werewolves, it would leave tattoo marks on the skin. After the transformation, let the hunters confirm the werewolves The human identity of the werewolf is convenient for the werewolf to be a human form, and when the fragile and must avoid the public one by one rounding up), "This name sounds very difficult for the werewolf to like."
"The raw material is aconite, but the method of preparation is my own." The sorceress explained, "Originally to touch the aconite's mark on the werewolf, but I made this thing by coincidence." She looked at it K: "You can delay the decline of the senses after the werewolf transforms. The stronger the werewolf, the more obvious the effect."
Zac twitched his lips, "Is there another thing that makes the werewolf powerful." First the spice, now what the ghost soup is, why the vampire doesn't have such a thing. Zac was upset.
"Ah!" Max went again.
"Holy Lord bless you." Zac glanced inertially, too lazy to control.
In fact, Benjamin now no longer needs Zac to deliver clothes, which is one of the benefits of being able to control the wolf body-Benjamin will no longer tear his clothes, but can also watch Matthew. Zac came here purely because the two wizards went to Grande early in the morning to ask for instructions. To pick up Benjamin, Zac could only be the one to lead the way.
"You're here again." Benjamin and Matthew in normal clothes walked out of the woods, looking at Zac impatiently. It also means that Zac had been here a few hours ago and was called James.
Zac looked sideways. I don't want to explain.
"Alpha, this is ..." The sorceress stepped forward while holding the pot, and Max squeezed her red nose.
"I heard." Benjamin glanced away. "I don't need this."
The sorceress opened the lid. The heat was curling.
Benjamin raised an eyebrow. "It smells good."
The sorceress knew the timing and quickly instructed Max, who was sucking his nose, to take out the soup bowl and put it on ...
"No need for him." Benjamin waved his hands, looking at Max with his red nose and nose, and started by himself.
Zac doesn't want to watch it anymore. Put your lips back to the car. Secretly watched Benjamin's drinking reaction from the rearview mirror.
"It's a bit salty." Benjamin took the empty bowl and gave Matthew, who was a little weary, a drinkable expression. "Others are okay."
"I remember." The witch nodded vigorously. "I will pay attention next time."
"How long can it last?" Benjamin began to hold the second bowl.
"The previous alpha can last for two weeks, and with the alpha skin, it can almost wield the power of a wolf ..."
Benjamin raised his eyebrows, drank and drank soup, and Zac rolled his eyes.
"Ordinary werewolves are generally effective, up to a week, but can slow down alpha. Pain when adopting alpha skin." The so-called adoptive alpha skin, as everyone has seen, alpha passes blood to its own ethnic group through biting, temporarily letting its own The ethnic group is as skinned as Alpha (in Newton's battle).
Benjamin started to install the third bowl, raising his eyebrows, "This is really good. Are there any side effects."
The witch smiled, "Your urine will turn blue."
The atmosphere became awkward.
"Ah! Ahh! Ahhh! ..."
"Holy Lord bless you!" Zac shouted in the car.
"The original intention was developed to eliminate the effects of aconite." The sorceress explained, "This is a success."
Benjamin was silent for a while. Pouting, I cleared the third bowl in my hand. "I will also have an appetite for breakfast, and the rest will be for Matthew."
"Of course!" The witch looked at Matthew with a smile on her face. "Another bowl?" The casserole almost pestered Matthew's face.
"What's your name?" Benjamin asked towards the car.
The sorceress introduced herself, but apparently no one remembered it. Fortunately, she did n’t mind, "Call me Katie, my middle name." She smiled, "The family name and surname given by the family. It does n’t make much sense to me now." Also, these family members The wizards who gave up did not really need those.
Benjamin nodded, remembering it, got in the car, and ignored Zac smile, "You smell strange, stench, what did you eat."
"Nothing." Zack replied, "Don't remind me, I don't like this taste either."
"what."
"In the middle of the night, I followed James to the North District and took a look." While Matthew was still 'encouraged' by Katie over the soup, Zack explained to Benjamin the reason for his 'smelly smell' now, "Massa There was a corpse in the sea of ​​the warehouse in Hong Kong. It smelled on him. "
Benjamin frowned, "Have you touched that thing, so stinky."
"No." Zach pouted, "The police are there, I touched it, and just looked at it from afar." Zack shook his head helplessly, "I need to remind you, are you in a state of enhanced senses, I ’m not allowed to say that I ’m stinky again, and no one else feels it. To say that when James returns, he tells him that he touched the body up close and it smells worse than me. "
The two Grand masters were relatively speechless in the car and looked towards Matthew.
Katie almost put the casserole against Matthew's face, "Come, come, come again!"
"Uh ... me, I'm coming ... thanks, thanks ..."
"Thank you, come on!"
"..."
And a ‘Ah!’ ’
Zac pouted, "Get in the car, don't blow out outside, go back!"
Two wizards and Matthew squeezed in the back seat, Benjamin and Zac were in the front seat, the car drove on the 27th road and went home.
Matthew looked sad. There are reasons for being forced to drink half a pot of soup, and there are also reasons for being too close to Zac. But of course, Matthew would not attack Zac, the benefactor boss-like guy, leaning his head and pursing his lips. Silently restrained.
In order not to make the atmosphere in the car too embarrassing, Zac turned on the radio.
"... the impact of changing the seasonal cold air ... Citizens please pay attention to prevention ... Each pharmacy is stocked ..."
Max sighed "Ah!"
"Do I need to give you some blood?" Zac looked at the rear-view mirror, and Max's nose had been frizzled with tissues.
"No, no ... I, Ah! Take some medicine. Okay, Ah!"
Zac pouted, and Max was more serious than when he first arrived at Grande. It was probably the wind that had been blowing for so long when Benjamin waited. "Don't your wizards have any special cures, they still have a cold." Shaking his head, low-key sarcasm.
"Yes." Katie said, "Voodoo controls, there is witchcraft that controls people's sensitive nerves, and he closes his nose. He won't sneeze anymore, I will do a little."
Zach imagined Katie holding his puppet holding his nose and shook his head. "Don't trouble, after returning to Grande, give you some blood."
"Thanks, ah! Thank you!"
Radio-"... the employment situation that the public is paying attention to recently ... The three districts in the south, north and west will provide a lot of job demands ..."
West is the start of the construction of Liszt, the north is the relocation of the original Herman factory, and the opening of the new chain of Quest (the cemetery of the original Ford funeral home), as for the south. It is the cemetery on the east side of the original Alan Funeral Home, and I don't know what to build.
Zac controlled the steering wheel in one hand and fiddled with the radio in the other. He was not very interested in the news.
"What happened to the wolves you originally served." Benjamin glanced at Katie in the rearview mirror.
Zac frowned. He didn't like the reason why Benjamin suddenly asked this question, whether it was curiosity or something else.
"I don't know." Katie shook her head. "They found a better wizard, plagiarized my soup, and then lost me."
The car was quiet for a while, only the electromagnetic noise in the radio. Zac speeded up the rotation.
"I'm so lucky." Benjamin said again, shaking his head with no expression on his face. "Also let you go. You are a woman. Generally speaking, you have to imprison you, then breed, have children, and train the next generation of wizards. Serving wolves. "
breeding. It needs to be reminded that we are talking about human beings, living human beings.
"I am infertile."
"Ah! Ahh! Ahhh! ..."
"The Lord bless you, the Lord bless you, the Lord bless ..." Zac repeated the meaningless words at the rhythm of Max, while glancing at Benjamin, and beckoned him to stop this bad topic.
Benjamin accepted it, Katie did not.
"Actually, my talent for witchcraft is still average. If I try harder, I can still have a status in the family." Katie held an empty casserole. "But because of the lack of the ability to pass on to future generations, he was abandoned by the family."
Zac glanced at Benjamin with his mouth closed, and shook his head, meaning, ‘look, you ’ve opened your head. ’Turn off the radio, this is the thoughtfulness that does n’t let the noise disturb the back seat.
"Maybe it makes people laugh." Katie's tone was still calm. "But when I was picked up by a group of werewolves, I was still very lucky. I felt I had some value, like this."
"Katie, sneeze, sneeze, don't do that, sneeze ..." Max's face was flushed, his whole body shrunk in the back seat, his body driven by sneeze kept his head resting on the front seat. Backrest.
Uh, Zac pouted, his fingers straight across his wrists, reaching out to the rear, "I'm driving, please hurry for your life."
"Thank you, Ah ..." Zach rubbed Max's face with one hand, rubbing it twice, and retracted it.
Regardless of the mouthful of bright red Max, Katie continued, "Sorry, I made an inexplicable request at the first meeting before. I think I just missed the valuable life that people need."
Benjamin waved his hand.
It was Zac who wiped off the blood on his wrist and interjected, "Then why do you respond to Spella's call and come to Barton, if you miss that kind of life, stay outside and find another wolf pack service. . "
"I can't." Katie shook her head. "When the wolves let me go, they told me that they kept me alive because they thanked me for my hard work, and the two were even. But if I take the Fuzi soup Go to any other wolf pack and help others to be strong, they will hunt me until my soul is destroyed. "Then the voice went down," I'm worthless again. "
Then, with a smile on her face, the volume also picked up. "But now you don't need to worry anymore. Oh, in Barton, in the North and South District, I'm safe. Benjamin likes my Fuzi soup, I feel much more comfortable.
Is it valuable again, hey.
How to respond to such a story? I'm afraid no one in this car knows, but fortunately, I don't need it anymore.
"Let's stay for breakfast." Zac's face was a bit helpless. The head of the topic was opened by Benjamin, but it was Zac who pushed it so dumbly. This breakfast is Zac's compensation, "I'll answer the phone."
On the back porch, Zac was not in a hurry. Experience tells us that the calls to Grande are very persistent, and they must ring until someone answers. No hurry, I have time to let Ike stop Zac in the stairwell. "I have decided."
"Yeah." Zac nodded and glanced at the former colonel who had recovered from his normal posture. "When will I go?"
"Today, go after breakfast." Ike's eyes seemed firm, "Well, do I need to prepare something?"
"Accept your new identity." Zac thought about it, or give some suggestions. As for this new identity, I bought it from Mr. Steve Walker. Ike could not hide in Grande all his life. "Behavior is more gentle, you don't have to be as capable as a soldier, be softer ..." Zac was talking about ghosts.
"Uh, I, I mean that aspect, that, possessed, that angel ..."
"Oh, this, I have no suggestions." Zac waved his hand and went upstairs.
Angel Camille has a container, Ike, for no particular reason.
Camille didn't want to take the time to find it, and he couldn't find a container like Crowley—Jessica, who could hear the voice of evil, was at that level, so he decided to grab one. Zach's only request for him is not to kill people or to affect the personal life of the container. Oh, Ike is a "dead man". He has no life to be affected.
So Camille asked the former colonel who used to ride in a car, probably the only human he knew in Barton, Ike agreed, and that was it.
Zac answered the phone in the office, "Grand."
"Ah! Uh ..." James' voice, heavy nasal noise, "I'm sick, I don't have time to go to the hospital, give me some blood, I want to work."
Zac pouted and hung up the phone. People are really fragile, only a few hours away. (To be continued.)